The Eternal Winter
Chapter 1: The Meeting
A/N: Hello! To answer a question, this story takes place 50 years BEFORE (I changed my mind Prayerrun) The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. And a 500 years after ALttP. Just wanted to clear that up.
This chapter will be mostly explaining the backgrounds of the characters that will play the biggest parts in the rest of the story. Enjoy!
Oh, quick pronunciation guide for the chapters to come...
Xila: (Zill-A)
Xalon: (ZALL-on)
Engoth: (EN-goth)
Mohkaal: (Moe-KOL)
Tutendorf: (TUT-in-dorf) (Tut as in "King Tut".)
If there are any more I'll post them in later chapters... NOW LET THE STORY COMMENCE!
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Xila's family was kill ruthlessly when she was young, making her the last Sheikah. Consumed by the thought of avenging her family's sudden death, she traveled the world looking for the man who killed her family. Her thoughts of revenge drove her to darkness. She found herself as the apprentice of an evil man and learned dark magic. She was eight years old when she started learning the Dark Magic. It poisoned a once great soul.
But 7 years of learning from a Dark Sorcerer was enough to make anyone see that there was more to life than meets the eye. With here training near complete, Xila betrayed and ran away from her master. She's sixteen now, and she wanders Hyrule, trying to escape her past.
But the past has a way of tying itself into the present.
Mohkaal was and is a Zora. He was raised in a position of power from birth in the Zora race. His father was a Zora of great deeds, and he got only the best for his son. His son, naturally intelligent, flourished in his studies. There was no subject in which he was week, but astronomy really fascinated him.
Mohkaal took up swordplay at age 9, and is the best swordsman among the Zoras. He is now a lead Zora council member and the war-chief for the Zora people.
Mohkaal decided that he was part of the prophecy. He had his head set on it. He would go to the meeting and be chosen. He knew it was his destiny.
Artie was a boy. That thought of himself as a man. He was dressed mostly in black. Brown tunic, black tights, black gauntlets. He had light blonde hair, the color of lemons.
Artie was unfortunate enough to be attacked by a Demon when he was just a baby. Demons were powerful possessing creatures that could enter a human and bring their consciousness to ruin.
However, he was lucky enough to get a weak one. A Wolf-demon, who failed when trying to possess Artie. Artie was just a baby, so his fairy, Ski, defended him and defeated the wolf-demon. Now Artie has the skill to transform into the wolf that once tried to capture his soul.
Artie was abandoned when he was a baby. He was found and raised by a peasant family in Hyrule Castle Town. He was found abandoned with a Golden Shield and a Sword of Light. When he came of age, his adoptive father presented him with the Shield and Sword.
Shortly after, his father died. Artie was evicted from his home. He now wandered the streets, stealing to survive. Artie intended to join the team of prophecy by attending this meeting.
And last hero was Link. 12 years of age. This was not the Hero of Legends, but Hero of Legends was Link's namesake. He was extremely proud of his name-sake. He sported a green tunic and hat in honor of his hero. Link was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, when the meeting was held.
All 6 of our heroes met in a clash of fate at that meeting.
Xila pulled her dark cloak around her as she crossed the snow-covered Hyrule Field. The snow crunched underneath her boots as she walked to Kakariko Village. The weapons on her back were well hidden under her cloak; she didn't want people to think she was there to hurt them. She walked through the gate and pulled up her hood. She was now completely hidden in her cloak. Her identity secret to the outside world.
"What's going on?" She asked some as they walked by. Of the many people there, many of them began to murmur when she arrived.
Do they think I'm the enemy? Xila thought. Then she saw Link.
Link had just poked his sword up at a bird. Childish carelessness. Xila thought. But the sword passed the bird, and in turn, caught the shoulder of a big brawny looking man.
The big man picked Link up by the collar. He was bleeding around his shoulder. The man slammed Link into a wall brick wall. Link felt his arm snap.
Link could barely fight the pain. The man let Link fall to the ground, and Link couldn't get up. He tried, and stumbled.
"Hey you!" Xila yelled, watching the incident. "You with no manners! What gives you the right to do that?!"
No manners probably isn't the way I should have put it... Xila thought. More like child abuser... Xila then proceeded to shout a few curses in the ancient Sheikah language before turning to Link.
"You okay kid?" Xila asked. She was outraged.
"Thanks for yelling at that man miss..." Link said.
Xila was about to go over to the man and give him a large piece of her mind when the Village Elder began to speak.
"Quoting the ancient prophecy, we shall pick our team to go and find the three orbs of the goddesses. One Sheikah... one Elf... one Hylian... one Zora... and one Goron. However, as it seems, there are no Sheikah or Gorons here. Either way, do we have any volunteers for the team?"
Here is where Engoth saw his opportunity.
"Honorable Elder." Engoth said. "I request to be the elven representative on the team of legends."
"I accept you to the team, as long as there are no other Elves here wanting the spot. Anyone?" The Elder said. No-one answered. "Then the elf is on the team."
Engoth was actually a half-elf. But he wasn't about to tell them that. He wanted this more than anything, and nothing was going to screw it up for him. Engoth saw another chance. He plunged.
"I also humbly request, Elder, that I may be the team's leader."
This raised many gasps from the crowd. This kid? 17 year old kid whom no-one knows? But Engoth knew better. Elves lived much longer than Hylians; but they also matured much quicker. Engoth, at 17 years of age, had the physical build of someone in their late 20's. And the mental capacity of the Village Elder.
"I have no objections." The Elder said. "Does anyone here object to the elf leading the team?"
There were some murmurs of agreement, but then the fat man spoke out.
"I don't want some fake Hylian leading our team!" The man shouted. "I should lead the team, I'm the Biggest!"
Artie heard the man shout this, from 2 feet away.
"You certainly are the biggest...A" He muttered. The man heard Artie, and he grabbed his collar and dragged me outside to the side. He threw me on the ground as he took out a giant sword.
"Come on skinny, I'll beat you up!" The man yelled, and a group of people came over to watch. Artie dusted himself off and drew out his weapons.
"Um, kid, do you know why there are a lot of people here?" Xila asked Link. "And what's going on in Hyrule?" She followed his gaze and her eyes were drawn to a fight going on. Her heart beat just a little fast as she threw off her cloak and drew her sword. She began to strut over to the fight. She smiled. She loved fights.
"HEY! You're the guy who hurt that kid!" Xila shouted. "What? You couldn't get a good fight from the kid so you look for someone else?" She continued taunting. "Well, if you're looking for a fight, you might as well fight me. 'Cause I doubt this guy did anything to you." She smirked. A gasp rose from the crowd. A girl like her fighting a big lug like him? Seems like she'd get hurt very badly, but she knew she could take him. She was a Sheikah, after all. She took her hood off.
Engoth saw Xila take off her hood. A Sheikah. Engoth thought. Of course. He thought. It was so obvious to him now. But he didn't think he needed her help. The man had insulted him, and he would make him pay for that. He drew his dagger, and strut slowly, dagger outstretched, across the town square, toward the man.
"Break it up!" The Elder yelled. "We don't need your kind of help, fat man! Leave!" He barked.
The man started charging at Xila. Artie took the invitation to spring into action. The man had pulled a hatchet from his belt, and Xila seemed to be frozen. Artie pulled out his golden shield and jumped in front of Xila. He parried a thrust from the man's axe. He then side kicked him in the chest pushing him back.
"C'mon! I can't have all the fun!" Artie shouted to Xila. Xila smiled.
"Let's rock." Xila said. Xila charged with her sword and hit the fat man in the gut with the hilt of it, making him drop his hatchet.
Something doesn't seem right. Artie thought. Artie stared into the mans eyes. He couldn't help feeling an evil presence there. Possessed was the word he's like to use. But the only person with the knowledge of that kind of magic is... Artie gulped.
"Tutendorf!" He cried out. The man grimaced and looked deeply into Artie's eyes. So this is his newest form... Artie thought. Desperately, he ran over and thrust his sword at the man's heart. His blow was parried, but he then stuck his sword into the man's leg.
Tutendorf? Who in Farore's name is Tutendorf? Xila thought as she watched Artie stab the man in the leg. She saw her opening. She grabbed the pendant around her neck and shouted;
"Raja!" The shadows of the village wrapped around the fat man keeping him from moving. Xila smiled, impressed with herself. She walked over to him.
"Who is Tutendorf?" She asked the man as he fell to the ground. The man spat in her face. In a furious rage, Xila brought the blade of her sword across the man's chest. He coughed up blood, and began to fall backward.
But he was stopped in mid-air.
The man sat back up again. He opened his eyes, to reveal red, demon eyes. Pupil-less things, they seemed to be dangerous to even look at.
"He is my master! Spawn of Demon and Gerudo blood!" The man finished, before the red light left his eyes and he keeled over.
Xila watched the life drained from his eyes. The Shadow within her danced with joy. Who cares about him? Xila thought. He was a minion of the guy who killed my family. Or, the master of the guy who killed my family. He deserved it.
She knew where she knew that name from. She turned to the other guy and walked over to him.
"Who are you?" She asked. She had to look up to make eye contact with him. Xila studied him for a minute as she waited for a reply.
Engoth arrived at the fight seconds too late. He saw the red light drain from the man's eyes, but there was nothing he could do about it. He cursed the large crowd and their ability to restrain him long enough that he couldn't get through.
Artie didn't hear Xila's question. There was a voice ringing consistently inside his head.
He has returned... It chanted, over and over.