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Hullo folks, hope you liked the prologue. I plan on starting out stuff slow while I draft out future chapters, so be happy. Same review rules as the prologue, no flaming or complaining, just comments or constructive criticism, please…..Oh, and by the way, I'm thinking of restarting my Outlander of Morrowind story…..Sooooo……..Keep an eye out.
, Scarecrow
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Chapter 1
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Link woke up with the usual feeling of contentment. Not having to deal with constant threats and being able to focus on the things in front of him, instead of checking his back every few seconds, brought a hero to a great sense of peace. He was back to helping with the herds, and doing a random errand run to Hyrule Castle or Kakariko every so often. It was always nice to stop to talk with Ranado, Luda and some of the Gorons.
Most everywhere he went he usually saw a familiar face. Except….for the castle. It was easy enough getting inside, because hardly a person in the city hadn't been told over-exaggerated stories about how he had helped destroy the barrier around the Castle, and his defeat of the returned Ganondorf….Though Link remembered nothing of any past dealings with Ganon before the business with Zant. He never got a chance to talk to Zelda.
She was almost always involved in some crisis or another presented by her little "advisors" and "helpers". As far as Link could tell, they were just a bunch of blabbering suck-ups. And it wasn't as if Zelda had given anyone reason to suspect her of being incapable of running things without their assistance.
He was hoping to talk to her sometime. She seemed to know the most about everything Hyrule had ever gone through, and Link was eager to learn as much about it as he could.
Link's thoughts turned suddenly to the surprise arrival almost a week ago. When he had brought her to the village, she had been muttering rapidly to herself. She had been placed in Link's bed while she was unconscious. Link had set up a pallet on the main level for himself, which he preferred anyway after the multiple times he had slept on the ground while on his adventures.
Ilia had been there to watch her while he was helping Fado manage the herds, in case she woke up. Link stood up and stretched. He was in the middle of scraping together a breakfast when he heard a loud thump from above. Looking up, his eyes narrowed. Wiping off his hands, he climbed the newly built stairs quietly, easily done without his boots. He reached the top, and was allowed a short chance to glance around before the girl jumped at him and nearly toppled him down the stairs.
Grunting, he caught his balance and grabbed her arm, rotating her around and locking her arms up behind her back. She was in the middle of struggling against his grip when he let go, hooked his leg around in front of her foot and shoved. She stumbled forward and nearly slammed her head against the wall before hitting the ground. Link stood with his arms crossed while she jumped up and swirled to face him, crouched in a hostile manner.
"Who are you?" She snarled, eyes darting wildly around the strange house.
Link blinked, "I think you should answer that first, seeing as you are the one currently a guest in my home." His stance didn't falter, staring hard at her. He knew well the feeling of waking up in strange places. The thought brought flash-backs of his first moments in Hyrule Castle, and Midna. It made him smile just a bit.
Apparently, the girl noticed this, and she tilted her head, "What's so funny, you?"
Link shrugged, "Could you please be a bit less hostile, I'm not keeping you here against your will or anything." He turned and started back down the stairs, "Your clothes are in the chest by the bed……And don't worry, I had a friend change you." He had added the last bit after the girl had let out an audible gasp as she realized she was in a plain wool shirt and matching pants.
