I fear if I slam my head any further into the ground, I might break something. Also, I decided to post all my terrible Crossover ideas in one place, if anyone remembers my RWBY Crossover story. It's about the same level of terrible as that one so check out, Rejected Crossover Ideas. Also, everything might be on fire and I don't think any of the works that I decided to post did well. Poor To Love-Ru and Danganronpa, I like those ones.

Midna couldn't really explain when she finally started to remember her past with Link. How they travel across Hyrule and save Princess Zelda from the wicked Ganon and Zant. How she is the Princess of the Twilight Realm, and her soft feelings for the Hero of Legend, as her tear floated towards the mirror and smashed it to pieces.

It was like shattering her heart and the next thing she remembered was meeting Izuku Midoriya who shined and reminded her so much of that special friend that held her heart and the same one that broke her heart by choosing Zelda. Izuku reminded her so much of Link, it was as if the two shared the same soul. But, Link doesn't exist anymore, her friend is long gone.

But Izuku was annoying since the small Imp could hear all of his thoughts. All Might this and All Might that, that irritating muttering of his, Midna had memorized each word inside all of those thirteen Hero Journals. It was all so infuriating, Izuku is continually trying to stir her up, either by picking her up like a cat. Making fun of her size, patting her head, and holding her in his strong arms.

Yet, Midna wouldn't want to ever give any of that up.

"I'm sorry, Link. But I think that I'm in love with my Human. In love with Izuku." Midna spoke, holding her knees to her chest.

It was bright in the morning, as Izuku walked hand holding Zelda's his eyes drifted towards his shadow, the Master Sword on his back. His first week in U.A. yet, something was telling him about Midna, she hadn't really talked to him much, only really coming out to steal something to eat.

Zelda couldn't take her eyes off him, she really should tell him about One for All, the heavyweight that was pushing down upon her shoulders, the first of the locks had already broken. Much faster than she and the Goddesses thought, that first lock wasn't meant to break until most likely the first battle trials.

Yet, it might be too late. How would something like this even get brought up? As the Wielder of the Triforce of Wisdom, nothing was coming to her mind. She lacks the courage to speak her mind, some ruler she is going to turn out to be. Not even Fi knows, and if she did, then Izuku would.

"Something on your mind?" Izuku wondered, the wind blew through Zelda's glimmering golden hair.

How can you tell someone that you love that they will die? Does Zelda need to get her goodbyes ready? Even if she does, that won't stop Izuku, he would still use One for All when he needs to, after all, that's what he does. Goes beyond.

"No, it's nothing," Zelda spoke with a heavy sigh that escaped her lips.

Would she regret those actions? Zelda brushed her hair with the palm of her hand. Stating that there was something stuck in her eye. As the pair rolled up to the gate of U.A. High, The gates of U.A. High, the large stone walls that surrounded the outside, went on for a mile long, with no real way to climb on it and glass moreover stone. It was slightly dirty, with the big and open gate that Izuku stood in front of.

A blue archway, with the gold U and an A within the U. Many trees off in the side of the courtyard. Three stone archways lead up to the statue that stood in the center. Then there's the building itself, the largest school in the entire world. Shaped like a giant H, with many dorms that the students stay in, during the week and return home on the weekends.

The hallways were long and large. With Glass windows on both sides, classrooms were ordered by number and ranked. On the first floor are the first years, the second floor belongs to the second years and the third floor belongs to the third years.

Hero classes come first, while dead last was General Studies Course. The people who didn't really fit in anywhere, right after heroes, it was Business Studies, and then Support. Yet, Izuku and Zelda were located in Class 1-A. The first class and the one in which they would spend three years with the eighteen other people in that classroom.

Izuku's hand shook. A part of him knew that Katsuki was behind that door. Zelda placed her hand gently on top of Midoriya's should and gently smiled at her loved one.

"What the fuck are you looking at, Four-Eyes!" There was Bakugo's yell.

There it was. Izuku's eyes wandered around the room, the quiet girl from the Entrance Exam was also here, she was just reading a book. Ida's gaze sharpened at Izuku once he had entered, his spine shooting straight as sweat has begun to drop from his brow.

There was an entire conversion that he had missed, wait. No snark remarked from Midna, his eyes drifted towards his shadow. Furthermore, where was the teacher? There's nothing behind the desk, only an empty seat sitting there.

"You knew about the secret of the exams, right?" Ida spoke,

"Huh? What secret? I saw someone in trouble and I went to go save them. I couldn't care if it gave me any points." Midoriya spoke, rather confused about what Ida was even talking about.

"Alright, Rugrats! Sit down!"

Izuku's eyes shook as he turned to look behind him. Goddess of Power, Din. Who the hell decided it was a good idea to put her in charge of a classroom of students? Look at her beaming as she looked down at everyone else.

"You heard the lady unless you're getting me a snack then sit down!"

Farore is just as bad as the first choice, no, it might a little worse. Wait, if these two were in charge, then hope might still be saved. As Nayru was the one sitting on the chair, the role of the teacher.

"I'm your main teacher, Farore and Din are just my helpers. But they have as much authority as I do." Nayru spoke.

Izuku just sent a glare at Zelda, she knew about this and didn't tell him. This will be a long school year.

The sun was glaring down, as the heat was scorching. Dressed in their P.E. Uniforms and Farore took away The Master Sword with a smirk on her lips. "You won't be needing this, now." She taunted, even sticking her tongue out to her own chosen one.

Spinning the tip of the blade on her fingertip. Farore looked at Naryu, they hadn't spoken to each other since yesterday. Her gaze slightly dripped as that was the most heated moment that they had.

Yesterday; Late at night…

Farore slammed her palm onto the wooden table. The loud slam echoed around the quiet teacher lounge and the pale half-moon shone down with the stars twinkling in the sky, Farore's eyes were irritated as she glared at her older sister.

"You're going to do that Quirk test?" Farore wondered,

"Indeed, I need to know where everyone stands at the moment. It would be helpful. Moreover, we can determine which students should be swapped around if needed." Nayru spoke, calmly, her voice didn't raise as she wasn't taking her eyes off her work.

"You felt it as well, that first lock already broke! They become weaker each time, we should just tell Izuku already and stop hiding the truth! Nayru can you really sit there and not help someone?" Farore wondered,

Nayru let out a rather cold and forgiving sigh. Almost sounded like she was disappointed where this conversation went as she turned her head away from her younger sister.

"I do care. But you're allowing your emotions to control you, Farore. Midoriya had always dreamed of being a hero, I knew that you being in this school would cloud your thoughts."

"THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS!" Farore belted out, her voice echoing out into the empty halls.

"It's true that this school makes me want to protect others and use all of my powers as a Goddess to do as such. But he's my chosen one, he has the right to know. I don't know how you stay calm. After all, you have…"

"Midoriya wouldn't slow down, even if we told him otherwise. Besides, with threats looming overhead and Ganon back at full power. He would be making his first move soon."

"As teachers, we must put everyone first and not the people we care most about," Nayru explained

"Are you stupid or what? We can do both! What's the point of protecting everyone if we have to give up the people who are dear to us? I don't want to lose him, Izuku is the last chosen one, Nayru. There are no more, Link or otherwise. The Master Sword can only be wielded by him." Farore voice quaked,

"Farore please shut up. I know Midoriya means a lot to you, but he's still a human. He means nothing to Gods like us."

That alone provoked Farore enough to punch Nayru in the cheek. The oldest goddess's cheek turned bright red from the blow. "If you can't see the difference, then you're no better than Ganon."

Farore left, as Naryu held her cheek. "I do want to save Midoriya. I love him with all my heart." She mumbled under her breath. Hoping that her sister wouldn't hear her.

First test: Ball throw.

Din blew her whistle, shouting the names she wanted to see first, Shoto Todoroki, Katsuki Bakugo, and Rikido Sato. The Goddess stood proud as if she were puffing out her small chest in some strange sense of pride. Izuku had no idea where it was coming from.

"I have a special treat for whoever impresses me the most. So, show me your power!" Din spoke, as she flexes her muscles.

A reward from the Goddess of Power herself. It would be tempting, but knowing Din, it wasn't anything good. Seeing the surprised look on Nayru's face means that she didn't even know about Din's little reward. So, it spoke even worse for the Goddess of Power.

Bakugo stepped into the ring, with a cocky smirk on his lips, his foot slid back against the ground, showing off his sharp teeth. "DIE!" He roared, firing off his softball to the end of U.A. fields. Din let out a whistle with her mouth.

"Beat that!" He scoffs, kicking the ground as he walked by.

It was impressive, Todoroki stepped by Bakugo, and the two of them knocked against each other's shoulders. Todoroki shot the ball like a cannon into the clouds, with a large ice pillar. Din just raised her eyebrow, tapping her foot, watching him. Nayru just wrote down the results.

The two even shared a glance at each other, as if they knew what the other one was thinking about. Farore however, was just glaring at her sisters, puffing out her cheeks, where everyone stood, it was too clear for her to see.

'Sorry, my sisters, but I cannot stand around and watch this fold,' Farore thought as she just folded her arms while she was staring at Izuku.

With a single snap of her fingers, Farore just suddenly disappeared from right behind Nayru and Din.

When Farore appeared again, it was right when Nayru's test was over. She could see Din letting out a disproving huff towards Todoroki, as she was just shaking her head. Farore couldn't look any of them in the eyes, not yet. It was for the best if she didn't.

"Besides, Midoriya, who didn't use his Quirk. Todoroki came in last place." Nayru commented.

"Listen here, you little weeds!" Din shouted, "I won't allow anyone to half-ass anything in my class! If you don't show your full power, then you are getting kicked out! Got that!"

Nayru's eyes looked at Farore, her younger sister was just playing with her hair, not really saying or doing anything. A soft smile appeared on Naryu's lips, "Anyone who doesn't meet Din's high expectations during the battle trial tomorrow, will meet with punishment."

"And that is getting put inside the Special Course next to that pervert we kicked over there."

Meanwhile,

Minoru Mineta was tied to his chair. This was a fate worse than death as he was forced to swatch the middle-aged, thirty-five-year-old man. Dress in bright-green tights, with red underwear, as he would shake his butt towards the grape 'hero' in training.

The hallway was empty as students rushed to lunch, as a strange blonde-haired man, wearing the mark of the Sheikah tribe on his clothing. In the center, his piercing red eyes as the computer beeped as the high drive pulled out. In a flash of smoke, that covered the computer room, the man was gone.

The strange man appeared almost like he teleported to a smoky bar, where a man with dry skin would scratch his neck with his gloved-covered hands and another man made out of purple clouds.

The blonde-haired man placed the USB Stick on the bar, "Well Done, Sheik. The master will be pleased," Shigaraki spoke

Sheik just didn't reply as he disappear in a flash. Yet, another set of eyes was watching the conversion.

Wizzro faded into the shadows, with a foul grin.

End of Chapter.

Do you know what's crazy? Despite the fact that this story is like 80% discontinue, we're halfway through. This story only goes up to season four of the anime. Yeah, already because the Arcs go Zelda test with Wizzro Attacks. But I can't think of anything to do. That was one of the many reasons why I stopped.

USJ, Light Sports, Zant/Hero Killer, Sheik, Training Camp, Recuse Mission, Agahnim, Eri, Gentle/Ghriahim, Hyrule Castle and it's the end.

To get more into the Wizzro one, I wanted to do something Zelda based that wasn't Dungeons or Boss fights. What Wizzro could do to mess with Class 1-A. Yet, I couldn't think of anything. My mind went blank and I then kind of fell off this.