Few things I just want to say in case people are gonna go all Mary Sue on my story. Yes, Sarah is based on me (pretty much), like opinions.

Oh, and she is definitely not a Mary Sue.

On a new story, I would usually greet the readers better, but I hate it when everyone goes accusing me or creating Mary Sues. I wouldn't mind so much if they actually said how she was a Mary Sue and how they would recommend fixing this.

Okay, my rant is over. Enjoy, and please review!

(did you notice, for almost every paragraph above the first word began with an 'O'? ! Lol, randomness)

Disclaimer: All I own is Sarah, and some other crap. I don't own LoZ FW. If I did...XD

May I add, I am British. Don't ask why I told you...I just felt like it. Also it should explain all the 'where people live' stuff. Enjoy!

Fridays

"I'll never forget this journey."

"Thanks for everything!"

"I love all you guys!"

"Together...forever!"

And that is how the darkness was defeated...and Hyrule knew only peace from then on. Well, maybe there was a little excitement. But it was nothing Link couldn't handle.

I read the last line again, disappointment already setting in. That was it?

Wow, what a happy ending.

Note my sarcasm! Sure, Link and Zelda are together again, but what about Red, Blue and Vio (since Green is basically Link)? And when Shadow died...sorta. Seriously, that almost made me cry, which I don't often do.

With one hand I impatiently pushed my hair out of my face, glaring a little at the strand. I had waist-length brown hair, that couldn't decide whether to be curly or straight. It gave it a sort of...fluffiness, which looked nice. Sometimes. I used to have blonde highlights but the last time they were put in was over two years ago, and after that I had red highlights; one year ago. It gave an odd effect of random strands of blonde halfway down my hair and in the light a few red ones. I kinda liked it.

I put the manga book down on my night stand, where it towered precariously on the pile of books. I had always loved reading for as long as I could remember, and I had quite a collection, ranging from fantasy to horse riding. Both my mum and dad liked reading, but I shared my dad's preference for adventure and fantasy, unlike my mum who mostly read more realistic novels.

I pulled my cover up and lay down, switching off the light as I did. Glancing at my digital clock I saw it was already midnight, but at least I didn't have school tomorrow. Thankfully my mum and sister wouldn't be there either, since it was just an inset day for my school. It wasn't that I didn't like my mum or sister, even if she was extremely annoying at times, I just liked being alone. My parents had divorced when I was five and my sister two, ten years later he was now living in Manchester, over two hours away from my home in Nottingham. I was lucky to see him once a month.

But I wasn't one to dwell on things like that, instead losing myself in books and recently, fanfiction. Sometimes I actually preferred the fanfiction, especially since I was introduced to the Legend of Zelda. My mum used to say that it was unhealthy to read so much instead of going outside and playing, but I think she gave up when I continued to ignore her.

My favourite fanfiction was probably the girl-goes-into-LoZ-world. I always imagined it would happen to me, but most of the characters were either beautiful or talented, or at least able to fight. Me, I was just an overweight fifteen year old who daydreams too much. Sure, it would never happen, but it couldn't hurt to wish.

XxXx

I woke up quite early the next morning, Well, early for me. It was half past eleven when I finally crawled out of bed, not even bothering to change from my pyjamas. I did however brush my hair, hoping to neaten it even slightly. Instead, I ended up with a major frizz.

I rolled my eyes, giving up, and walked into the bathroom. Cobalt blue eyes stared back at me from the mirror, and today if I looked closer I could see a mix of pale green shades. My eyes would change colour slightly, but always sticking to a blue mix. Most people didn't notice it.

I headed downstairs, not bothering to grab any breakfast, since it was almost lunch anyway. Mum and Lucy were long gone, leaving me completely alone! Finally!

Man, I sound like such a loner.

Anyway! Unable to decide what to do, I switched on the TV and flopped on the sofa, waiting for the box thingy to load. I surfed the channels for a few minutes, finding absolutely nothing. I had expected there to be something good on, but gave up and turned the TV off again.

What now? I could play Ocarina of Time I guess, I hadn't played it since I was twelve. But the graphics were pretty bad and it would take forever to set it up on the Wii.

Suddenly I started to feel extremely tired, which was odd since I had been asleep for ages. Then again it had been a late night.

With a shrug I lay down on the sofa, putting my feet up and trying to get in a more comfortable position. Soon I was fast asleep...

-Dream(?)-

I was standing in an empty clearing, the ground covered in a thin fog. The edges were just a pure white and I heard a splash when I took a step forward. It reminded me of the Water Temple room where you fight Dark Link, except there was no tree of entrances.

"This is a weird dream." I thought aloud. Usually my dreams were completely random but this one seemed almost...calm, and I didn't normally know I was dreaming.

"You are not dreaming."

I jumped at the voice, turning to face where I thought it had come from. The fog cleared as a man stalked towards me, stopping a few metres away. He stood an intimidating eight feet tall, one hand holding the double helix sword at his side. Dark blue armour strapped to his chest over a pale blue tunic, with almost black leggings and undershirt. A pale blue cape hung around his shoulders and fanned out slightly behind him, brown boots covering his feet. What startled me most were his blank white eyes, pupiless yet I could tell he was looking at me, two red scar-like tattoos under each eye a a navy blue V shape on his forehead. Silver hair framed his unusual face, and I took a step back in shock when I realized who it was.

"Fierce Deity?" I asked cautiously, even if it was a dream. Those white eyes were kinda creepy. He didn't look as alike to Link as he did in the game, well, as the mask did. His clothes were grander and looked to be made from a finer material, and overall he seemed more powerful than Link.

He laughed, a deep, booming sound that echoed slightly, "I am glad you called me by that name, rather than the one who wears my face. Although, you may call me Oni, as that is how you may know me."

"Huh?" Usually my dreams were a lot less vivid and at least made a little sense. This was just plain weird.

Oni sighed, "Listen, mortal, I do not have much time to talk." 'Mortal'? Thanks. "My sisters told me to make this quick." By sisters I guessed he meant the three Goddesses. "You see, many hundreds of years ago in Hyrule, there was a great war between Majora and myself." Majora, Majora...oh yeah! Majora's Mask! "Both or us being the chaotic Gods, we almost destroyed the land completely before my sisters stepped in. As punishment, we were both imprisoned in two masks."

He paused, and by the expression on his face I guessed he didn't like to talk about this much, "However, after I chose to serve the Hero Link and Majora was destroyed, they decided to set me free. But every hundred years I have to serve a new hero. That is you."

"Whoa, I am no hero." I decided to play along. This dream was quite interesting.

"The Goddesses have decided it. Neither of us have a choice, whether or not you think you are a hero. Now, stand still." Oni moved closer until he was only a few centimetres away. I was tall for my age at 5'7, but my head barely reached past his waist.

"What are you-" I stopped, unable to speak, as he put a gloved hand on either side of my head. My eyes closed on their own and I suddenly felt a terrifying pain ripping through my body. It surged through every vein, every cell but I couldn't even scream as my senses faded away...

-Dream(?) end-

I jolted upright, falling off the so

fa heavily in the process.

"Ow." I clutched my head, which had now started to throb. I was both relieved and disappointed that it had been a dream. The pain had felt so real, but you aren't supposed to be able to feel pain in dreams, right?

I shook my head and stood up, surprised when I saw it was already night. I hadn't been asleep that long, but the view outside was completely black. Which was even stranger since it was mid-summer.

Shrugging it off I stepped forward, intending to go upstairs to bed. But as my foot should have touched the floor I instead plummeted downwards, into a black abyss. I managed a short scream before it swallowed me completely.