Full Summary: Mira is just an average, 18 year old girl living in Ordon Village. But one day, she has a very odd dream starring a man named Link, who bears an odd resembelance to her. Shortly after that dream, reality itself is slowly morphing itself into the dream itself. Can Mira pull through all of the monsters, dungeons, villains, and perverts before Hyrule's fate is sealed? *A retelling of Twilight Princess with minor-no, scratch that-MAJOR changes.* This is my first attempt at something like this, so advice would be greatly appreciated! :D Please take note that there are going to be a LOT of OC's, so if you don't like that, just don't read it at all. Get it? Good.
The Legendary Mira
Chapter 1
Mira awoke with a jump, nearly propelling herself out of the comfy wool bed that lay underneath her. Her head was rattling, vision fuzzy. A terrible thirst nested in her dry throat. Breathing heavy and deep, she removed the golden yellow strands of hair from her beautiful face. Glancing upwards at the window in her house, a foray of sunlight flooded the room.
What a weird dream. Mira thought, rubbing her ocean blue eyes that were heavy with sleep. A lot of her dreams were rather odd, but none compared to the oddity of her most recent venture into the realm of sleep.
She had dreamed that she was a man named 'Link' and set out to save the continent that she currently lived in, Hyrule. What was odd though, was that this guy looked a LOT like her, and he even came from the same village, Ordon Village. The guy had been put through a lot of crap, but eventually he beat the bad guy and got the girl. Why is that how it ALWAYS ends? Not everyone gets that lucky.
Shaking the thought off, Mira removed the sky blue blanket from her body and stepped onto the floor, the boards groaning under her weight. A cold chill swept over her body. It was the beginning of spring, the birds were chirping and flowers happily grew in the meadows. But it was no time to be wearing an extremely thin snow white night gown.
Ignoring the chill, she made her way down the wooden ladder that stood against the platform that held her soft bed. She landed with a thud, producing more groans from the floorboards. Casually opening a drawer, she removed a shiny glass bottle from the drawer. Mira dipped the bottle into a brown pot that was brimming with water with a sploosh.
Mira took a long drink, the cool liquid traveling down the desert that was her throat. The dryness in her throat ceased, and she thanked Nayru for creating the gift known as water. Popping the cork into the bottle, she placed it on the stone countertop for another time. But the pain quickly returned, forcing her into a harsh coughing spasm.
"Hey Mira!" a young voice echoed out to her eardrums. Mira jumped yet again, nearly dropping the bottle that was placed in her palm. Oh great she thought angrily. Taking the water filled bottle with her, she scrambled up the two ladders that led the way to the third floor where the window was. The sunlight poured onto Mira's face, causing her to clench her eyelids shut.
Recovering from the sudden flash of light, she stared out the window to see three figures resembling boys. Mira leaned over onto the edge of the windowsill, her large breasts pressing against the cold wood. Placing the bottle next to her, she barked "What do you losers want?"
"For you to take your shirt off!" the tallest one responded eagerly. Mira instantly recognized it as Garret, the oldest child in the village, at the age of 19. Glaring, she gripped the water filled bottle and hurled it at him. A shatter broke the peace of the woods, and a yelp of pain emitted from Garret, his chocolate hair dripping with water and glass shards. Mira didn't care if that was one of her best bottles; it was funny as hell.
"That hurt!" Garret shouted angrily, wiping the water from his brown locks.
"That's what you get for being the perv that you are." Mira responded cockily, grinning at her remark. Oh how she loved screwing around with him.
"C'mon! There's something really sweet available at the shop!" the middle figure yelled up to her. It was Daz, Garret's younger brother. He was 15, but just as disgusting as his older brother. They both retained the dark brown hair of their parents, a color which Mira was rather fond of. The sun was starting to irritate her eyes, so she succumbed to their demands.
"Fine. Just let me get dressed." she yelled back, beginning to retreat back into the safety of her house. She could have sworn she heard Garret say "Can I watch!" but she merely ignored the idiotic baboon. Climbing back down the rickety ladders, she opened the small drawers that held her everyday clothing. It was nothing much, just a white shirt (that revealed a bit of cleavage that drove the pigs of Ordon insane) and a blue mid thigh skirt (which was just screaming 'stare at my butt')
Removing the snow white gown, Mira slipped a bra over her bosom and then the shirt over top. More undergarments, then the small skirt. She slipped two pieces of white wool on the interior of her sandals to prevent blisters, and covered her feet with the leather sandals
Opening the large wooden door, rays of sunlight punished Mira's worn eyes. Why did Din have to make the light of the sun so damn bright? Shaking the questioned thought off, she heard a chirp of excitement break out from Garret, who was probably delighted that she actually arrived. In all honesty, Mira did NOT feel like putting up with his crap, but he was a persistent one.
"Mira!" a small, feminine voice echoed to her. Running through the gate at full speed was Hannah, excitement splattered on her young face. Mira smiled broadly as the young girl ceased running and stood next to Hank, Garret and Daz's youngest brother. The kid was only 5 years old, as was Hannah. He blushed fiercely as Hannah stood next to him.
They are so cute. Mira thought happily, staring at the two children. Climbing down the ladder, she heard a fox whistle pound her eardrum. Furrowing her eyebrows in rage, she turned to see Garret grinning in the most perverted way she had ever seen him smile. Groaning loudly, Mira stomped towards the idiot. His grin was still plastered on his gross face, but it wouldn't be for long.
Mira's rock hard fist met Garret's face once again. She was easily angered, but it was only because of the disgusting pigs that lived in the peaceful Ordon province. Hannah and Hank both had expressions of utter shock on their young faces, but Daz was practically rolling around on the ground, his laughter echoing into the woods. Garret landed face first on the dirty earth, groaning in discomfort. Mira's right knuckles were smeared with dabs of crimson blood. Daz, crying out of laughter, saw Mira's deadly expression and ceased his racket in a heartbeat.
"Do anything like what your idiot brother has just done," Mira said, her words icy cold, "and your head, will literally, be shoved up your ass." Horror was easily visible on Daz's face, and he shook in fear, hugging himself slightly. His voice shaking, he said "Y-Y-Yes ma'am." Hank and Hannah's jaws were open in pure shock, appalled at what Mira had just done.
"So what's been up with you Hannah?" Mira asked gently, bending over slightly to face the young girl. Almost instantaneously, Hannah forgot about the events that just occurred and began chattering away about how cute her dog Bone was and something about school. In all honesty, Mira didn't care, but she had a soft spot for younger children. She is soooo cute! Hank was still blushing, his face as red as a tomato. Mira smiled. She knew that Hank had a crush on Hannah, and she found it adorable when he would get so flustered around her.
"Hey Mira" Hannah questioned, her brown eyes big with curiosity. "Why do you hate Garret and Daz so much?"
"Because, they are nothing more than disgusting pigs, and so are most of the boys in this village." Mira answered as dryly as possible, but a giggle still broke from her mouth. Hannah's blank stare told Mira that her joke fell as flat as paper. Ashamed that her joke was a failure, she leaned over to whisper in Hannah's left ear, gently removing orange hair from her ear. "But Hank isn't like that." Hannah smiled slightly, sneaking a small glance at the flushed boy to her right. Hannah mouthed back "Really?"
"Yeah, really. You should play some games with him. I heard that he really likes you." Mira quietly answered, chuckling all the while. Hannah blushed slightly, only adding to her cuteness. Oh my Nayru I could eat her up! Mira stood straight up, relieving her back of the pain of bending down. She smiled gently as Hannah dragged Hank back into the village, gleefully shouting something about playing tag with her older sister, Emilia.
Hank better be kissing the ground I walk on once they get to third base. Mira thought, the laughter of Hannah still present in the woods.
"They grow up so fast, don't they?" a deep, rich voice called out to Mira's eardrums. Turning to face the speaker, a powerfully built man with dark orange hair was stepping towards Mira. She recognized him as Jak, the parent of Garret, Daz, and Hank. A brown sword hilt was sprouting out of a sheathe strapped across his back.
"Yeah. I remember when those two were born." Mira responded happily. Mira liked Jak. He was one of the few gentlemen in the pigsty that was Ordon Village. He always treated her with respect, and not a sex toy like his perverted children. He was loyal to his beautiful wife Maria, and Mira respected that. Why can't all couples be like them?
"Hoo-boy. I remember that day. It was a helluva ride. I was out in Castle Town when my messenger dove delivered the news to me." Jak replied, chuckling at the memory. "I ended up sprinting back to Ordon. I remember my legs hurting like hell. But once I got there, she was asleep, and you were cradling the newborn Hank."
"That day wasn't any better for me. Do you know how many medicines I had to give her?"
Jak laughed heartily. Mira joined in the laughter, enjoying this moment. The spring breeze felt good on her smooth skin. It actually felt good to be alive. The laughing ceased, and smiles were still planted on both of their faces. Jak's face quickly lost its happy smile as his gaze fell on something behind Mira.
"Why is my son's face covered in blood?" Jak questioned. He didn't sound too concerned.
"Oh, well…" Mira began, nervously chuckling, "I… threw a bottle at him and then punched him." Jak merely stared at her. His face showed no concern for his eldest child, just curiosity.
"What did he do this time?" the older man asked. Mira loved how he new that his son had done something bad.
"He was just being a pervert and was staring at my curves. And Daz was just being an idiot." the beauty responded as dryly as humanly possible. Jak shook his head in disgust. He yelled "Garret! Daz! Front and center!" His two sons shot straight up, and bolted towards their tall father.
"Yes?" they both asked simultaneously, expressions of question nailed on their tan faces.
"Were any of you two looking at Miss Mira in lustful ways?" Jak asked, his voice strict and cold.
"No! Why would we be doing that?" the two lied through their yellow teeth. Tiny droplets of sweat slowly traveled down their faces.
"Really?" their father questioned, cocking his eyebrows above his green eyes. He removed a small, emerald rupee from the brown wallet that hung from his belt. He 'dropped' it onto the lively green grass.
"Oh no! I dropped my rupee!" Jak exclaimed sarcastically, placing his hands onto his scarred face. Mira could see where the man was going with this.
"Don't worry, Jak. I'll get it for you." Mira said, smirking slightly. Bending over, she picked up the small green gem. Her breasts hung from her slender body, attracting the eyes of the two teenagers before her. Sure enough, they peeked into the white shirt on Mira, their eyes full of lust.
"Boys!" Jak barked at his children, anger present in his rich voice. Mira stood straight up, placing the gem in Jak's scratchy hand.
"Alright, boys. Not only have you been looking at Miss Mira lustfully, you lied to my face. As your punishment, you two must water and harvest the crops, herd the goats for Yura, clean the house, help Kull forge his weaponry, and obey EVERYTHING Mira tells you. Now." Jak's voice was bloated with authority and anger.
The two teenagers slumped over and groaned loudly. As if they were ReDeads, the pair slowly stomped towards the village. Serves them right. Frikkin' perverts. Mira thought angrily.
"Oh, Mira." Jak stated. Mira turned to face the man, the sun still pounding on her eyes. "Yura and Kull wish to see you. They said they have work for you."
Oh boy. What fun.