A/N: Okay hello and thanks for choosing this wonderful story to read. Few things to know first. This IS my first fanfic ive ever wrote, now i have written stories before bur usually with my own babies and such. There will be some twists that im certain most wont see coming. Other than that Enjoy and please comment :)

Chapter 1- Bad News

Looking around the young man found himself surrounded by a ring of fire. He was standing in a field of some sort which seemed to expand as far as the eye could see, the dark sky was a strong indicator that it was nightfall. When he looked down he noticed he was holding a sword in one hand, and a shield in the other. Looking at the blade it almost seemed to radiate with power, he couldn't describe it, but it almost felt like destiny that he wield the blade. The shield was a heavy durable metal and seemed to bare an ancient hylian symbol.

It was then that the boy heard an evil cackle, he quickly spun around to come face to face with another man. This man towered over the teenager. He had darker skin and bright orange hair. He could feel the evil pour from the man, almost as if the man was evil incarnate.

This made the teenagers stomach churn as he felt fear begin to bubble up inside him. Feeling his hands begin to shake he quickly gripped the sword with all his might. This only made the evil man laugh harder. Holding out his palm the mans hand began to glow a dark purple color. A glowing ball of energy suddenly calm hurtling towards the teenager as he froze in place.

His eyes flew opened and he quickly sat up. His heart was beating so fast it felt as if it were going to explode from his chest, his forehead dripping with sweat. Upon closer examination he realizedthat he was in his room. Leaning forward he rubbed his eyes as he took some deep breaths, in attempt to calm himself.

Granted he had nightmares before, sure, but none like this. This time it felt so real, almost as if it was a forgotten memory attempting to rise to the surface. He took a few moments to calm himself before he pushed his blanket off him and slid his feet off the bed, and to the cold ground.

His room was basic, a hay bed which was more comfortable than he'd admit, a small window near the end of his bed. Some nights he'd stare out the window and wonder if there was more destiny intended for him. Other than the necessities, there wasn't much in his room, he wasn't exactly the type of person who liked materialistic things. He looked over at an owl that lay perched on his dresser. A pet in which he's had for a few years, it was a great horned owl. It was brown with several patches of deeper brown. The owl almost looked as if it was always in a grumpy mood, however that was not the case. It was a friendly owl, and did offer some company to the lad.

The boy let out a deep sigh. "I tell you Rauru, ever since I turned 19 the nightmares have gotten far worse" The boy said, mostly to himself. The owl, Rauru was fast asleep. Link pushed himself to his feet and glanced out the window as he walked past.

The morning sun was just beginning to rise, it was a bit more cold than normal, a sure sign that fall was not too far away. In the near distance he could clearly hear the cucco's begin to caw. Just in time he thought to himself as he quickly made his way to the bathroom. He quickly took a shower and got the smell of sweat off him, then he quickly hopped into his cloths, which consisted of a tan shirt and a pair of shorts. Tossing his old cloths and towel into a basket Link then made his way out of his room. He paused as he almost forgot his apron, he slipped it on and then gently patted the owls head a few times. "I'll catch you later Rauru" he said quietly to the owl before exiting the room.

Link lived at an Inn where he worked, and his aunt owned. In short the building was two stories, the first floor was the restaurant, second floor was the rooms, and then the attic. Which is where Link's room was, well his and his aunts, their rooms were across from one another. The inn was on the smaller scale of buildings in castle town, with only 6 rooms and enough tables to serve roughly around 30, (even that was pushing it a bit) though they did manage to keep a steady stream of business.

Link began to make his way down the stairs, heading down to the first floor where the kitchen was. For the last few years, since he turned 15, he became the chef for the inn. Which he didn't mind, didn't fear to admit that he liked cooking.

He reached the bottom of the stair case and heard a familiar voice. He peered into the dinner and spotted him. Kolin, a zora who is a handful of years older than Link himself. Kolin lives at the inn, in room 3, to be precise and is a guardsman of Castle Town.

Link turned in the other direction and began to make a beeline straight to the kitchen. 'Just keep walking and maybe he won't notice me' Link thought to himself

"Linkin!" A voice called out and suddenly an arm wrapped around Link's shoulders. "Heya buddy. Trying to rush off without even saying good morning. That hurts bud" Kolin said as he let out a chuckle. Kolin had a bit of a soft voice and towered over Link. He wore normal Guards attire, the chain mail shirt, metal chest/leg/arm plates, Kolin could sometimes even be found wearing a helmet and carrying a spear.

Now Link did enjoy Kolin's presence time from time, after all they were good friends. He also knew however that Kolin could be a bit loud, and even get in to trouble from time to time. How he became a guard, Link would never know... "Hey Kolin. Sorry, I didn't see you there. Gotta get to work and start prepping some food before people start arriving" Link said as he pulled away from the tallzora.

Kolin chuckled. "Oh come on we both know that's not true" he blurted out. Link gave him a look, which caused the Zora to pause. "Oh no.. Your serious... so she hasn't told you yet has she?"

She? He most likely meant Link's aunt. "Told me what?" Link asked

"Oh man...well go find out"Kolin gestured to the set of doors which lead to the back kitchen. Then he returned to his seat and began talking with the person he was speaking to before.

Link began to walk again and pushed open the door which lead to the kitchen. The kitchen was average. A handful of shelves lined the walls where most of the ingredients lay, as well as the dishes. Most of the space consumed by counter tops, a large sink to do dishes, as well as a few ovens here and there. "Aunt Annette are you back here?" He called out as he entered the kitchen, he came to a sudden stop as he nearly knocked someone down on his way in.

It was an older women who was carrying a few pots, she had darker skin than him and had a bit of a large nose. She was wearing a long black robe, was far shorter than him, and had a red gem on her forehead. Her grayish white hair stood straight back. She huffed as Link nearly bumped her.

"Watch where you're going you little rat!" The woman hissed "You nearly knocked me to the ground" The woman said as she walked past him, stomping on Links foot and causing him to jump back.

He didn't recognize the elderly woman, not in slightest, but looking at her gave him a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. He didn't know how to explain it, it was almost as if he knew who she was without really knowing her face. He could however feel her dark intentions as well as a certain darkness from her, he knew he need be weary of this woman. "I-i apologize" he stuttered before coughing and regaining his composure. "Sorry, I didn't mean to barge in and almost knock you down...I'm actually looking for my aunt, Annette, have you seen her?" he asked.

Her face crunched up in disgust as she scoffed at his so-called apology. "She's not here at the moment"

"Oh...well where is she?"

"None of your business you rat" She hissed.

Link blinked a few times and shifted his weight. Well this was quite awkward, what an awful way to meet someone. Link then held out his hand. "I think we started off on the wrong foot. My name is Link, it's a pleasure to meet you"

The shorter woman smacked his hand away, causing Link to recoil. "Get your filthy hand away from me child! The names Koume, learn the name and fear it... Now be gone before I change you into the filthy rat you are..."

With that Link slowly backed away and then exited the kitchen. He leaned against the kitchen door as he let out a deep sigh. Being in the same room as that woman made him on edge, his heart was beating a bit fast. Link rubbed the back of his hand where the woman,Koumesmacked him. That lady sure did have some strength to her.

A feeling of relief washed over Link as he spotted Annette, walking through the front door of the Inn. She was a young woman, 38 but looked far younger. His aunt had long black hair that had wonderful curls, she also had piercing green eyes. Very different from the blonde hair, blue eye kid Link was, but she was his aunt, so he never expected them to look similar. Annette also wore a simple blue dress that flowed past her knees. She grinned as she spotted him. "Oh Linkin I'm so glad you're awake. I need to speak with you sweety"

Link made his way over to Annette. "Annette who's the woman in the kitchen??" he asks

"Well that's actually what I want to speak with you about.. I hired her as our new chef" Annette said as she nodded.

"Okay...what about me then? Do you want me to act as a waiter??" Link asked, a bit confused by this

His aunt laughed and patted his head. "Oh no need. We have plenty of help here" She said as she began to walk toward the kitchen.

It was then that Link became aware of what was going on. "You replaced me, does this mean I'm fired?" He asked.

Annette paused for a moment and turned around. "I meant to tell you"

"How long have you been looking to replace me?" Link asked

"Oh..hrmm... for three weeks now"

"Three weeks?" Link gained a slight frown. "So since I turned 19... but why? I thought I was doing good"

"Oh sweety... you was-you are" she corrected. "Its just...your 19 now, a man... you shouldn't spend your whole life working at the Inn... Youre meant to do so much more in life... Your mother had a lot planned for you dear boy... its time you follow your own destiny" His aunt said as she brushed some of his hair behind his pointed ears. (Another thing that differed between the two of them)

This did catch Links attention though. His aunt never spoke about his mother, all Link really knows is that she passed away peacefully when he was young. "What do you mean my mother had more planned for me"

Annette blinked as she realized what she had said. She pulled her hand away and turned around. "Nothing child. All I really mean is that I'm most certain she didn't want you to spend your life cooped up is all. You're young, you should find something your passionate about" She said as she passed through the set of doors and entered the kitchen.

Link paused a moment before following. "Annette" he called out as he entered the kitchen. He paused as a small cloth sack was then tossed in his direction. He caught it almost instantly, he always had the best reflexes.

"There you go" His aunt said with a wink. Before he could ask, she continued. "3,000 rupees... I've saved up since you turned 16"

"wha-- I can't accept this, what do I even do-" Link began to say but was interrupted.

"you can, and will take the rupees. Youre going to go to the market place and get a nice outfit, maybe a haircut... and find a new job...You could always be a guardsman, like Kolin"

Link let out a small huff at the thought, a guardsman for Castle town? no way, most of the guards around castle town had twisted intentions and were overall crooked. Only ever looking out for themselves, he couldn't stand the thought of working besides people like that. "But-" he began.

"No buts, ands, or ifs... Just trust me my dear..." Annette said.

Link sighed silently and nodded a few times. "Okay" he said as he turned and made his way out of the kitchen...