Chapter 1- Rebirth of a Hero (This might seem familiar to some of you.) (The line break below is intentional.)
...Hello? Is anyone there?
...I feel cold...why is that?
...Oh...I can see the moon...
Why do I feel as if something bad happened?
...Are...are those bodies?
Great Goddesses...What happened?
His wild gaze roamed the clearing, and then came to rest on a sword. ...I know this sword. It was on his chest, with his hands clutching its hilt. There was a sapphire embedded in the pommel, below that was the hilt, which was also blue, and had strips of blue and dark green leather banding enter-twined around it. The cross-guard was a set of blue wings; from his point of view, they seemed to be pointing towards his feet. The blade itself...glowed. He noticed that it cast a circle of light around him, and could be barely seen. About one centimeter from where the cross guard and blade met, a engraved symbol appeared to be glowing yellow. One triangle, but inside where three smaller triangles. A name came to him. ...Demonslayer.
Then he noticed that he hurt. A lot. He wanted to lay there until the pain went away, but something told him that it would only get worse if he did. So he sat up. And noticed that his hand was now a golden paw. But the weird thing was a similar symbol that was on the blade was also on his left paw, also glowing yellow. ...Courage...Crest of Courage. And then, he remembered.
-He drew the same sword he was holding now from the pedestal, and held it to the sky-He was on his horse, galloping across the plains-a beast stood before him, where a man had stood moments before-He had gained the Power of The Triple Chi-He and the beast roared at each other-their swords met, creating sparks-he stabbed the beast in the forehead, spraying blood everywhere-Then the White Dragon came-he was wounded, but the Dragon had fallen-Numerous howls rang from the surrounding woods-Ganon was somehow alive again-his brother fought the leader of the Dog Tribe-he fell-their father was bent over him, sobbing-Ganon appeared over him, raised his sword- and then nothing. Until now.
He realized that he was standing, his sword held out in front of him in the attack position. ...Did I die? Looking around him, all he saw was death. Bodies were apparently just flung where ever, as if the ones who brought them here were in a hurry. They hadn't even closed their eyes. Their glazed over eyes seemed to stare into his soul.
He walked over to a dark stained rock and sat down on it, trying to organize his thoughts. ...So, I did die. But how long ago? And what's more, I feel as if I'm supposed to be doing something...but what?As he sat there, more memories came to him. -A small red haired Lion sat beside him, something was standing over them, roaring with laughter. He didn't smell like his sire and dame, but he was his sire's brother.-The same Lion was older now, and so was he. But someone was taking him away. The red haired Lion struggled to get down from his sire's grip. "Link!" He mewled at him. He mewled back "Laval!"-He was somewhere else. But his dame was with him.-He was older, much older, he was going out into the world for the first time-He was traveling through time and space, he felt a bit freaked out, but his friends were with him-He remembered this place. The huge structure before him felt like home, for some reason-Someone knocked him over. When he got up and turned to face the person, he just stood there.-He was older, about five years older, and his past had come back to him.- He and Laval were inseparable, they felt as if they had to make up for the years they had been apart from each other-And then the battle... He shied away from those memories, having lived through them already. As he stared up at the moon-lit sky, he remembered something else. ...Praying Mantis. They took over Chima. He stood up and raised his sword in front of him. He wasn't prepared for what he saw. A bloodied scar ran down from below his left eye to the right side of his neck....How am I still alive? And then another memory came to him. "What are you going to do now, Lion?" The Dog stood before him, covered in blood. He had a feeling that most of it was his. He gathered what strength he had left and raised Demonslayer. "First off, I have a name. it's Link Forester. Second, I'm going to kill you." He took one step forwards and swung.
He had taken off his armor. It was ruined anyway. All that he had on now was a tunic, the one he had died in. ...Doesn't cover much...but at least I'm wearing something...Link reached behind him and sheathed his sword, then began to walk away from the burial grounds. He looked back once, as if to reconfirm that his brother was not there. He wasn't. But he had been. The Lion walked away, off into the unknown, with only one thought on his mind. Where ever Laval is, I have to find him.