This is my first Zelda/Phantom crossover, and also my first Zelda fan-fiction. So, be nice.
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It all started with that strange night
at the masquerade, when I saw many masks speak of them.
Those strange rumors of people strange
beyond reality. Zora, they were called.And what a race they were.
These people
were said to be like fish, and from a distant land.They always are.
I usually never
bothered with useless rumor such as this.
But the fact that they could live both
in water and on land fascinated me.
I had actually hoped to meet one, for
a short time. But after my senses came to me, I pushed it away.
These people were probably a hoax. Just
normal humans in costumes, trying to make money.
But, my curiosity eventually got the
better of me. I would mentally be torn to pieces if I did not.
My sources told me that they were in a
circus, that would be traveling not far from the Opera House.
They would be preforming at 5 o'clock
tomorrow night. And I would be there.
And that was the night that would change everything. For the better and for the worse.
I was making my way to the tent, when I
saw a peculiar creature lying on the ground.It was an odd creature,
and it took me
less than a moment to realize; this was a Zora.
It's skin was sleek; like a fish with smaller scales,yet it looked quite durable above water as well.
The skin was white and blue; and odd
color for skin if I was ever asked for my opinion.
It had what looked like a fin attached
to it's head, and fins attached to it's arms. It's feet were webbed.
It lay on it's stomach, so I could not
tell much of the creature. Wrapped around it was seaweed,
but it looked strange; the seaweed was
covered in an odd purple liquid. I frowned; Zora blood.
I figured this from the fact that since
it lived underwater, then it must have had cooler blood.
Which means that the blood must have
been a lighter color of blue, unlike humans,
who have a purple colored blood, which
turns red when it hits the air. Zora blood would turn purple.
The seaweed was wrapped tightly around
the Zora's arms, legs, and torso like clothing.
There were thin marks in the seaweed
clothing, that revealed blood. This Zora was attacked.
Kneeling on the left-side of the
creature, trying to decide whether I pitied it, or I would leave it
there.
'Had the attackers had actually
succeeded in killing the creature?' I wondered.
I was pondering this. I slowly touched
a wound on the creature's back. It jolted and I jumped back.
It propped itself up on it's arms. It
turned it's head both ways in one swooping movement.
Slowly, it looked up into my eyes,
staring. I stared back. Something during that stare that changed me.
Because during that stare, I smiled. I
smiled at the innocence in that Zora's eyes, which I did not have.
"Who are you?" I asked the creature. It looked back to me with a bit of surprise.
"People say not who, what
otherwise." It answered. It was struggling. It did not speak well.
I stood up; it followed. My 6'2"
frame and towering it's 5'3". It stared, with wonder, into my eyes.
"What is your name?" I asked. It looked down at the ground.
"I had no any name." Was it's answer. I blinked. I was barely understanding it, but it was getting more confusing.
"You do not have a name? Well then, what are you called?" I asked.
"Zora called am I. We all called are Zora. We name no have." It replied.
"Well then, name yourself. It should
be easy. Use the name you like to be called." I said,
and almost turned to leave it there. It
put a cold, scaled hand onto my shoulder. I stopped.
"I want you name to me." It said,
looking slowly up into my eyes. I opened my mouth to reply,
but no words came to me. I had nothing
to say to that. I had never named anyone before.
"Where are you from?" I asked. It looked up at me.
"Hylia. Lake." It said.
"Lake Hylia? That is right. And this may sound like an
odd question, but; are you a girl, or a boy?" I asked.
I could not tell for myself, so I
asked. It tilted it's head to the side, as if it did not understand.
"No know." Was all it said. I
blinked. How could it not know? I stared in disbelief for a
moment.
I heard a crash and jumped back with
surprise. It jumped up close to me, burying it's face in my chest.
It shivered as if cold, and whispered
words in a language I could not make out. I looked around.
They had noticed it missing and that
made them angry. If they found me... I put a hand on it's shoulder.
"I cannot stay. It is too dangerous.
I have to go. You shall be fine, they will take you home now."
I said, pushing it away. The last I saw
of it was a look of fear, and a gasp of shock. I ran.
If I had stayed any longer, I would not
have been able to escape. I skidded to a stop. I heard voices.
I looked around, and saw no one. I was
loosing my senses, remembering last time this happened.
I fell down on my knees; pounded with
horrible memories. No, they would not get the better of me.
I moaned, how loud I did not know. I
struggled to stand. Wobbling, I made my way to Opera House.
My vision was blurred as I made my way
down the cellars. I stumbled too many times to count.
I finally made it to the edge of the
lake. What now? I sat down, fighting to keep consciousness.
That battle I lost. I fell to the
ground. All I saw was a white blur near me, before all went black.
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