Chapter 1: An Unlikely Hero

At the door of a small house in Canada, Brook juggled with the five shopping bags she held, while trying to unlock the door, which ended in her bags being sprawled on the ground. She sighed with resignation and unlocked the door. Something looked odd at once to her eyes. The hallway was filled with an eerie light, flickering between yellow, light blue and grey.

"If William forgot to turn off the television again," she muttered to herself.

She walked to the living room, and stopped, her brain refusing to acknowledge what she was seeing. But there was no denying what she was seeing. The TV was off, but every single gaming system were glowing. She noticed in a flash of hysteria, that William's shoes were in the middle of the room, smoking, as wasSteven's shirt. Also, two steaming cup of coffees sat on the ground near the television.

"What?" she said, just before being surrounded by the flickering light, and vanishing, leaving a smoking purse behind her.

Later

She crashed to the ground, hard, and moaned. She got on her feet, seeing that she was in a forest, cursed softly under her breath. She wondered if she was dreaming, there was no other logical explanation available to her at the moment. She pinched herself, and nothing happened. She pinched herself again, with similar results.

"This can't be happening," she whispered to herself.

"My, the All-Master knows all. He knew that you would teleport here, and thus, before you even know your destiny, you shall be slain by the Great Ganondorf, future ruler of Hyrule," a malicious and arrogant voice announced.

She turned towards the voice, and what she saw could not be real, she would not accept it. She'd watch William play Ocarina of Time enough times to recognized the figure in front of her. The green tinted skin, the red hair pulled back, the melodramatic pose, the cape and armor. . .she knew now that she'd step in a realm that was far removed from sanity. That was the price to pay for eating so much nacho with so much cheese. She figured she might as well make the most of her insanity and taunt the big bad evil of the Zelda Series.

"Ya? Well do your worst Ganondork," she sneered.

"I beg your pardon?" he answered.

"I mean, come on, what can you do really . . ." she trailed off, noticing for the first time the pulsating veins across his temple and forehead, and wondered what it meant.

Ganondorf didn't like her tone she guessed, seeing as he lunged at her. She took an involuntary step back, and the sword at his side barely missed her. He backhanded her, sending her crashing against a tree. The pain across her face, and in her back finally convinced her that she was not dreaming. It took only a moment, and Ganondorf was facing her, sword raised. But as all villains, he felt the need to gloat before finishing her off.

"Poor Brook, when your spirit roams Videoland, you will wonder why you had to die, why The All-Master decreed that you and your friends had to die," he said coldly, fury at the insults flashing in his eyes.

If he had taken advantage of her momentarily setback, he would've a slain her. However, he was use to an honorable foe, one who would never use dirty tricks to save their skins. He made the mistake of assuming that Brook, as one of the three Heroes, would be the same. The kick to his family jewels took him completely by surprise, and he dropped the blade, falling to his knee. The point of her shoes was very sharp.

She didn't lose a single second. She didn't gloat, she didn't try to get the advantage, she did the most sensible thing she could. She turned around and ran away as fast as she could. Finally out of breath, she stopped, looking around for shelter, but found none. More worrisome, everything around her was silent, and she knew that it was bad news. If nothing could be heard, it was either that everything was dead, or that something was scaring everything around her, and she bet she knew which of the two it was. Movement to her left caught her attention, and she turned, seeing Ganondorf, still there, and looking slightly angrier than a bee swarm after their hive was kicked.

"You will pay for this wench," he snarled, almost foaming at the mouth.

The blade came down, and Brook put an arm up to protect herself, knowing that it wouldn't stop the blade. Instead of hearing the blade tearing at her flesh, she heard the clang of metal on metal. She risked opening her eyes for one short moment, afraid of what she'd see.

A man stood between her and the holder of the Triforce of Power. He had a sword as well. But his was completely different. Where Ganon's sword seemed to be made with cruelty in mind, the other one seemed to be made from the essence of all that was good and holy. The hilt was of a metal she didn't think existed in the real world, blue like an evening sky, and the blade was of the purest silver.

"Begone Ganondorf, and return to your master like the pitiful dog that you are. And if I see you again in this territory, I will not stay my hand," the man said.

Ganondorf snarled in response, and took a step back, to better attack the green clothed man. The way he moved out of the way was astonishing, she barely saw what he did. But the next moment, they were engage in a battle of epic proportion, the two eternal enemies facing each other, never giving an inch to the other. She knew finaly who it was, as she watch Link move fluidly. It was like watching poetry in motion, and she was awed by the grace the Hyrulian possessed.

Finally, without warning, the dark blade flew from the dark swordsman hand. Or rather, the hand that held it had been detached by a precise blow from the Master Sword. The Gerrudo King looked at the bloody stumped, shocked, and never saw the blow that ended his life in what clean motion, detaching his head from his neck. The head rolled at her feet, and she looked at it in disgust. The thump of the body falling down on the ground mere moment later was enough to convince her that her body needed to be purge of its previous meal.

As she emptied her stomach, a pair of gentle hand pulled the hair from her face, as she finished what she was doing. When she was done, Link offered her and handkerchief, and she wiped her mouth with it.

"Thanks," she whispered.

"It is I, who thanks you fair maiden. If you hadn't come when you did. . .I never would've known that the prophecy followed its own course, and I would've lost myself," he told her in a solemn tone.

"I meant for the tissue," she said with a smile.

"Oh, that, ah, well, that was. . .my pleasure," he said.

She smiled at him, and he helped her back on her feet. Together they walked away from the already decaying corpse of the once mighty Ganondorf.

Here is the first actual chapter, introducing our first Character, Brook :) The next three chapter will see the introduction of three other Original Character, William, Steven and Sebastian, anything needs improving, let me know. :)