On the charming little island that was called Outset Island, seagulls swayed above the land as they squawk. It was a peaceful little island – you can never expect anything from it. Occasional pig surprises may occur here and there, but that's it. It's a small colony, or rather, a medium-sized family, and thus everyone knows each other. In fact, there are only a number of houses you can count with only your hands, excluding the tall, tall tower near the dock.
Speaking of the tower, a young boy now sleeps in it. It's not his home, no; he belongs in one of the small wooden huts on the beach. It is just a little siesta so he could stay out of trouble's way, and had been there ever since breakfast.
The boy has hair shaded in yellow, skin blessed by the sun and azure blue eyes that are now closed shut behind a delicious dream. Where he's getting delicious, creamy pumpkin-pork-and-clam onion soup, his grandmother's specialty, on a table filled with other delicacies. Of course, with such a great chef for a grandmother, he was almost always well fed and absolutely adores her cooking. But it's still not enough for his appetite of a glutton, though massive eating always ended in tummy aches.
And he had a sister. A sister that looks fairly similar to him, albeit smaller and feminine. Aryll has the same yellow hair tied in a ponytail, eyes the same palette of black and blue, three years younger than her brother, and the same taste in food. Speaking of which, it's almost lunchtime, and with a creak at the door, Aryll came storming out, her prized telescope in hand, and a huge grin on her chubby face.
"HOY -! HOY -!" she yelled, "BIG BROTHER!"
The tiny girl in a blue, flower patterned dress looked up and down, left to right, and she still didn't receive an immediate respond from her brother.
"Ah! I'll go treasure-hunting! For big brother!" she exclaimed, and she peeked through her shiny red telescope. She ran towards the dock and spotted a flash of navy blue, which was what her big brother was wearing.
"I found him!" she exclaimed again. With that, she contracted her telescope and kept it safe in her pocket as she climbed up the tall, tall tower.
Despite her young age, being born and brought up on this relatively native island has taught the villagers to master in skills like running, swimming, tight-roping, swinging on vines, and also, climbing. Those skills are better mastered by her brother, as he, under his cover of laziness, hides a curious, adventurous boy that constantly got himself in trouble, whether it's involving trivial matters such as falling on the ground after attempting to inspect on how monkeys climb on coconut trees or serious matters like starting a pig stampede.
It took a few minutes to climb the long, long ladder, but Aryll quickly found footing on the planked flooring. The tower is built in a circular pattern, stacked with unused supplies in crates, as it was formerly used as a guiding turret or some sort, but is left abandoned unless someone on the island set sail. Being that everyone finds being on land much safer, the turret is soon turned from the seagull's playground to Aryll's secret hideout to Aryll's big brother's secret naptime area. Currently it's agreed with Aryll and her brother sharing the secret hideout together.
Aryll took a little detour around the seemingly huge area for her height of view and found her brother, rolled into the shaded corner and curled up like a sleeping dog. Few mumblings came from his mouth, involving his delicious dream he's having.
The little girl tried not to burst out laughing at her brother's state of sleep, and instead decided to scare him when he's awake.
As Aryll proceeded to hide behind the pillar, her brother's dream came to a halt. The boy held his heavy eyelids, and azure eyes started to flicker under his eyelids.
The boy sat up straight and yawned. He was in his usual favorite pair of orange trousers and brown sandals, navy blue jumper sporting a pattern of a scorpion-like creature (or in his case, seafood) native to Outset Island and white, swirly piping. His hair curled sideways, and it was rather long for a boy, a trait unlike his sister, which has a neatly trimmed hair tied into two short ponytails.
Aryll crept quietly behind the mumbling boy, as he ruffles his unkempt hair. Suddenly,
"Big Brother!" Aryll exclaimed right behind the boy.
"GYAAAH!"
Bouncing back three steps away from Aryll, Link jumped off his bottom and turned around, shocked. Aryll greeted him with a loud giggle.
"Aryll, that's mean! You scared me!" Link moaned, trying to keep his balance from his jump earlier.
"Well, I'm pretty sure that if I didn't do that, you'd still be halfway on your trip to food land! C'mon, big brother! Let's go!" Aryll tugged on her big brother's sleeve.
Link, being reminded of his former dream, started to daydream again.
"Big brother!" Aryll told him away from his daze. "Hoy!"
"Huh? Wha?" Link shook hid head. "Eh?"
"Hey, big brother… do you remember what day is today?" Aryll asked, voice in doubt. She squirmed her huge eyes, eyeing her big brother that is still stuck in his dream.
"Today? What? It's a Wednesday, right?" he replied.
"Anything else?"
"It's…monsoon?" Link scratched his head.
"Silly big brother! It's your birthday!" Aryll broke into a giggle again.
"Oh!" Link exclaimed, eyes widen. "Oh. And?"
"Uh, it's your twelfth birthday! You're going to be a real man! Grandma's making our favorite soup!" Aryll reminded Link.
"Soup!" Link suddenly brightened up. "We're having soup! That's awesome! So now what?"
"Now, grandma wants you to be at home for a surprise, big brother!" Aryll exclaimed. "How about this – you head on home and meet up with grandma like she told me to tell you, and I'll be here with the seagulls!"
"Oh! Ok. I'll go see grandma now. Careful not to slip and fall!" Link said, and slipped down the ladder.
"Of course I won't, big brother! Call me for lunch!" were the last words before her voice faded over the height. Since sliding down the ladder is far quicker than climbing it, it took Link no time to find footing on the docks.
With a loud 'thump', Link patted the remaining dust off his clothes and ran towards his home with a large grin on his face. It's probably a mountain of delicacies waiting for him back home, and he'd be proud to share it with everyone.
The path back home isn't far, and after two minutes, Link jogged up the stairs and flung open the door.
"Grandma! I'm home!" he announced. "Is lunch ready yet?"
"Dear, dear! You're always on about food, my Link. Is my cooking really that good?" an old but kind voice replied him from behind the room. The owner of the voice slowly walked out of the kitchen, chuckling as she walked.
"Yeah! I was having this dream, you know? And it's the soup you've made last year! The creamy pumpkin-pork-and-clam onion soup!" Link said, face almost glistening with happiness. Grandma chuckled again, and sat down on her favorite chair.
"Come here, my dear. As you know, today is a very, special, day!" she said, gesturing Link to come closer. Link scooted next to his grandmother, and looked at her respectfully.
"And, today-"
"We celebrate with creamy, delicious, homemade soup?! I knew it!" Link exclaimed excitedly, cutting off his grandmother's words.
"Ah, yes, yes. But that wasn't what I'm about to say, my dear. Calm down and try this!" she chuckled as she pulled out her sewing basket. Sitting at the middle of the basket lays a neatly made green tunic, perfected with a protective, thick garb shaded in a green lighter than the tunic. Folded neatly on top of everything is a green hat that matches with the tunic.
Link took the clothes and inspected it suspiciously. "Uh, grandma? What's this?"
"Oh dear, have I not told you of the tradition before? Link, you've finally reached the age of becoming a real man, and it's traditional to let young boys like you to wear the very same tunic the hero once wore. You should be very happy, and Aryll and I did a pretty good job at this, Link." Grandma explained as she closed her eyes, smiling. "I'm so proud of you, my dear, and I am really happy for being able to see this day… oh, if my son were here to see you…"
Link glared at the garb. "But… grandma… this thing looks… very… warm. Are you sure I have to wear this?"
"Of course! Aryll made that cute little hat especially for you! I made everything else in secret, too, my dear." Grandma chuckled again, patting Link's head lovingly. Link only groaned and scowled.
"Now chop, chop! Don't make that face, my dear, it's only for today. I bet you will look terrific in it!" Grandma patted his head again.
Without a choice, Link took off his jumper and slid on the thick garb, followed by his tunic. The tunic was so long it hung over his shoulders and just above his knees.
"It's so hot in this!" Link flung his hand and tried to fan himself. But in respect of his grandmother, he pulled off his trousers and sandals and slipped into a pair of white tights followed by a pair of boots.
"Look, you look just like the hero in the legends now! Now, for the hat!" though Link resisted as much as he could, Grandma tucked the huge, goofy green hat over Link's head.
"Graandma!" Link grunted.
"Now, that's my boy!" Grandma chuckled. "It's but only for a day, sweetie. Now, it's time for you to go on and hustle to Aryll for lunch! Everyone will be coming in a few moments!"
"Finally! Lunch!" Link exclaimed. But eating in this will be pretty annoying, thought Link. He sighed but quickly made a run for the door. "Ok, grandma! I'll be back in a jiff!"
"Ohoho, be back before the soup's cold!"
And with that, he backtracked up the tower, leaving a track of solid footprints from his new boots. His boots are perfect for running, and he actually liked it more now.
"Aryll!" he shouted as he climbed the tall, tall tower. "Lunchtime!"
"Big brother, keep it down! You'll scare the seagulls away!" Aryll responded. She's playing with a flock of beautiful seagulls; how did they willfully flocked towards Aryll, Link did not know. "Quick! I have a surprise for you!"
"What is it?" he questioned, finally arriving to the tip of the tower. Aryll turned around, smiling cheekily.
"Oh, that outfit… it looks… warm." Aryll said, reluctantly.
"I know, I know. It not only looks warm, it is warm in the inside. I feel like a pancake." Link grunted as he fanned himself impatiently. "Why did anyone decided to wear this, anyway?"
"I dunno, maybe that legendary hero lived in someplace cold? We do live on a tropical island, you know." Aryll took her red telescope out of her pocket. "Here, big brother! Happy Birthday! I'm giving you this as your twelfth birthday present! Surprise!"
"E-Eh? But, Aryll – "
"Just keep it! I can always share with you when I need it! Besides, it's the best I could give!" Aryll giggled. "Go on! Try it! Look through it!"
"Thanks, Aryll!" Link grinned as he looked through it, facing the island.
"Hey, look! Big brother! At the postbox!"
Link nodded, and zoomed in at the bright red postbox sitting a few blocks away from their house. A man, no, a bird… no, a birdman with a fanny bag filled with numerous letters is putting a few from his bag into the bright red postbox. The mailman - , or, mailbird, then turned to look towards Link. The mailbirdman guy gave Link a polite gesture, and quickly flew away.
"It's the Rito tribe! Wow! They were the ones who sends letters!" Aryll exclaimed.
"I know, right? We rarely even get letters since we live so far away from the main island. What was it called again… Windfall island?" Link said.
"Yeah! Windfall island! I heard that there's a lot of people there! And different birds and trees and everything! I'd like to have a look there if I ever get the chance. How about you, big brother?" Aryll said, excitingly.
"Me too! But I want to go much, much more further than that. I want to see the world, Aryll! All the little things in the world! All the islands and seas and everything! Imagine that!" Link turned away from the telescope, face brightening with excitement. "I want to be an explorer! An adventurer! I want to go and visit all the different races and tribes there are on this world! Or maybe, even better, the world within! In the sea! The great sea!"
"But big brother, you can't breathe underwater! Silly big brother!" Aryll giggled.
"Hey, I can dream, even just for a little!" Link mumbled. "Come on, Aryll, let's go home and – "
"BIG BROTHER, LOOK AT THAT!"
Aryll suddenly shouted and pointed at the yonder. A huge shadow covered the sea, and above it was a giant bird. The bird was being followed by a majestic ship, which is firing canons at the bird. The bird held something in its claw.
Link spotted a yellow, moving thing. Whatever it is, it's struggling in the claw. Through the telescope, he got a better view of things. The yellow thing the bird caught is a person, a fairly small one, too. And the ship is actually a pirate ship, with its pride flowing atop the tallest pillar.
"It's a huge bird! What is it doing? And that ship! It's a pirate ship!" Aryll exclaimed.
As Aryll shouted, a canon successfully hit the huge bird's left wing. The bird screeched and cawed, releasing the person it kept captive falling unconscious into the summit.
"Oh no!" Link yelled. The bird cawed and screeched and flew into the yonder. The ship ceased to follow it and made its way towards Outset Island.
"W-What should we do? The pirates, they are…!"
"I don't think they're bad pirates, Aryll." Link kept away the telescope into his pocket. "The bird took away someone, and it's probably a crewmember of theirs. I saw the bird holding something in its claws."
"T-Then, big brother, what should we do about the person? He fell into the forbidden mountain! We aren't supposed to cross, since we're still young!"
"Aryll, I'll save him! I'm a grown-up, after all! The pirates won't be able to find him so easily!" Link quickly headed and slid down the ladder. "Quick, go and have lunch. You and grandma should eat before me!"
"OK, big brother! Be quick!" Aryll worriedly shouted.
After Link dropped onto the wooden deck, he quickly ran for the forest. It was pretty far, but after five or six minutes he was stopped by a sign.
"No trespassing unless you have a sword!"
"Damn it! I can't cross!" Link groaned. Usually, a sign like this won't stop him from entering, but it's the vines that is. No one dares enter the forest, as there's wild animals in there. The grown-ups usually hunt by going through the front gate, but it's locked today and he wouldn't be able to climb over it.
"Guess I have to climb under the spikes, then…" Link groaned. He landed on both his knees and arms, and carefully crawled through the spikes. His hair would usually get caught, with his hair being so messy and curled, but his hat has kept his hair safe and sound.
this is a much better one in my opinion. wind waker is my favourite game, just below skyward sword and ocarina of time (on the scale of 3D games, at least. minish cap sits at wind waker's place if you count all of them...)
there was a following chapter, where link meets tetra! but the file is lost as my pendrive is nowhere to be found... i apologize.
if i do plan on continuing any of these, i will take them down here and rewrite them. if i have the heart to, that is.
thank you for reading these incomplete stories of LoZ! i love it with my heart and soul, and i was truly happy when i wrote this a few years back, reminiscing the adventurous moments i had with the games!
and with that, this is the end of the half written stories!