Hey, I finished this earlier than I expected, so I'll put it up now.
To Find The Future, Find The Past
Chapter Two
The First Day
Zelda looked around her new home with uncertainty. She had to admit, it was nice. She'd lived in a large, two-storey house in England. This was a bit smaller, and was only one-storey.
Her father seemed to be happy to be back in his home-country and, for some reason, Zelda felt that this place had some significance to her. Shrugging off this thought, Zelda began to explore the house.
It had three bedrooms, one bathroom, one kitchen, a living room, a dining room, and a laundry room. It was definitely smaller than she was used to.
Shrugging, she told her father which of the two smaller rooms she wanted, so he could put all of her things in there. She chose the one furthest from the road, as she had a phobia of a car or something crashing through her bedroom wall and killing her in her sleep. Her mother laughed when Zelda told them that, saying that that only happened on busy roads, not in the suburbs.
Zelda set her mind to the task at hand. Unpacking her bedroom. It may seem like something easy to the likes of us, but she had a really tough time of it.
She was glad that, in a week, her father was going to buy paints, so she could paint her walls a different colour. At the moment, they were a hideous khaki colour, and reminded Zelda of snot. It didn't match her pink and white furnishings at all!
"Hey there, my little princess," her father entered her room, watching as Zelda tried to figure out how to piece together her bed, "want some help?"
"That would be nice, please," she cooed pleasantly. If she played her cards right, he would do it all for her.
He tried to explain it to her, but she truly didn't get it. In the end he was so frustrated, he sent her out of the room to help her mother unpack the living room. Zelda set herself to the task happily, asking her mother where she wanted this, and should she put that there, and where does this go?
Half an hour later, her father called her from the bedroom, proclaiming that he had it. She walked in there and, lo and behold, her bed sat there, in the middle of the room. Her father said not to bother placing anything against or near the walls. When asked why, he said, rather plainly, "Instead of waiting for next week, we will be painting tomorrow. Just this room, though."
LATER
Several hours later, Zelda laid down comfortably on her bed, feeling like she hadn't slept in over 24 hours. She reminded herself that she probably hadn't, either, because of the time difference.
She slowly drifted into a deep sleep...
DREAM
'She followed the young man into the temple, making sure no one, or nothing, could see her. When he reached the platform, she spoke.
"I have been waiting for you, Link." He spun around to see her, and shouted in surprise.
"Sheik! What are you doing here? Were you the one that wanted to speak with me?"
"Link, the Hero of Time. You have overcome many hardships, and awakened six sages... But now you have yet another challenge. A showdown with Gannondorf, the King of Evil... Before that, I have things I want to tell only to you. Please listen..." she went on, explaining about the Triforce, and how it separated when the Evil King touched it with his filthy hands.
"The bearer of the Triforce of Courage is... You, Link!" He took several steps backwards, after hearing this.
"B-but... How?" He stammered, under his breath.
She continued like he hadn't spoken, "and the bearer of the Triforce of Wisdom, is the seventh Sage, and leader of them all..." There was a blinding flash, and the young man named Link had to shield his eyes. When he removed his hands, he very nearly yelled with surprise.
"It is I. Zelda, Princess of Hyrule. I apologise for meeting you in disguise, but it was necessary to hide from the Evil King."
"Princess Zelda... What is going on?" Link still seemed to be getting over the initial shock of her revelation.
She looked away from him in shame.
"Seven years ago, I saw you as I fled with Impa from the castle. I thought that leaving the Ocarina with you was our best hope, but... something I could never expect happened. When you pulled the Master Sword from the Pedestal of Time, you were sealed in the Sacred Realm for seven long years. And..."
She looked at him, hope gleaming in her eyes.
"Now you are back, the reign of Gannondorf, the Evil King shall end!"
She hoped he couldn't hear the doubt in her voice.
"I must ask you to lend your courage once again. Please protect me while I do my part." She held out her hands, with a strange weapon in them. She handed the weapon to Link, "And this is a weapon that will help you defeat the Evil King. The sacred Arrow of Light!"
All of a sudden, the room was filled with evil laughter.
"That laugh... It couldn't be!" She was terrified. Suddenly, she was encased in a pink gem.
Link ran to her and pounded on the crystal casket.
"Zelda!" He shouted, forgetting his manners, "Gannondorf, you fiend! Let her go, you bastard!"
The laughter sounded again, and was accompanied by a voice so chilling, it could freeze Death Mountain Crater.
"Princess Zelda, you foolish traitor! I knew that if I let this kid wander around, you would show yourself. Yet, I seemed to have underestimated him. No! It was not the kid's power I misjudged. It was the power of the Triforce of Courage!"
The crystal began to rise out of Link's reach.
"Zelda!" He shouted.
Gannondorf cackled.
"If you want to save the Princess, come to my castle."
"Zelda!" The crystal began to fade, "I will rescue you! I promise!"
"Link! Help me..."
She was enveloped in total darkness, yelling for Link to help her...'
REALITY
"LINK!" Zelda screamed incomprehensibly as she bolted up. She looked around groggily. She realised, after a few moments of disorientation, that she was in her bed.
She swung her legs over the side, and strolled over to her vanity mirror. She glanced at her reflection, and screamed in fright. Instead of seeing the usual pale, blue-eyed, blonde girl with tousled hair, she saw a red-eyed young man with three-quarters of his darker face masked by a scarf and his dark-blonde hair.
"Zelda, honey?" Her mother entered the room, forcing Zelda to look away from the reflection that was not hers, "I heard screaming. Are you alright?"
Zelda looked back at the mirror, and saw what she expected to see in the first place. A pale, blue-eyed blonde with tousled hair.
"Honey?"
"It's nothing..." She trailed off, "just the after-effects of a bad dream..." She was in a daze. 'It seemed so real!'
"OK, well," he mother looked at her in concern again, "Breakfast's in ten, so hurry up."
"Uh-huh..." Zelda could barely hear her mother through the fog that had enveloped her brain. 'Who was the young guy?'
"I'll be out in fifteen..."
Her mother rolled her eyes as she shut the door. The snap of the latch brought Zelda back to reality. Pushing the dream to the back of her mind, she had a quick shower and got dressed.
Sitting at the table, she tried not to think about it. Yet, it kept nagging at the back of her mind.
"Ready to go pick paints, your ticklishness?" Her father came up behind her and began to tickle her sides.
"Daddy... Hahahaha! Daddy! Stop!" She shrieked at the top of her lungs.
"Oh... Spoil my fun..." He pretended to pout in a child-like manner. It just made him look older than he was. Zelda erupted into a fresh fit of giggles.
"Well then, let's get started!" She offered, jumping up and headed for the car.
LATER
Zelda had soft-pink paint, and the white of the undercoat, all over her. They had just finished the first coat of paint, after the undercoat. Zelda was a little nauseous from all the fumes, so she went outside to get some fresh-air.
It was Saturday, so they still had tomorrow to finish painting, and to get Zelda organised for school. The thought of it made her squirm. She wasn't worried about not understanding them, her father was an 'Aussie', so she had lived around the accent her entire life.
The thing she was worried about was the people themselves. In the car, she had seen various gangs hanging around the streets, doing God only knows what. She was a very protected person, raised in a peaceful community, with respectable folks, where the worst thing a guy did was swear. Now, it was like she was in a different world. A terrifying world.
She showered again, and changed into her sleeping attire, and skipped out into the living room. Her mother was just about to go to bed, but stopped to wish her only child good-night.
"Good-night, Mum, Dad!" She called, settling into the lounge for the night. She would be sleeping in the living room until the fumes cleared from her room. She surveyed the chaos around her. Her mother had been left to unpack all by herself. It was lucky that all of the heavy things had been put into place yesterday.
Zelda slowly, once again, drifted into a deep sleep, and began to dream...
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