Based on the storyline from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, a game from Nintendo. All rights are reserved to Nintendo.

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Prologue

A gentle breeze blew across the treetops of Korkiri forest. Birds sung in the trees and the sun hung low in the eastern sky. It was a warm cloudless morning far from peaceful. A small glowing, orb like creature flew quickly above the trees observing a clearing in the distance, a moment later another of these appeared from the trees and joined it. They were both fairies.

“Navi! What is it?” The second fairy asked.

“Something is amiss,” Navi said to her friend as they hovered above the forest.

“Something has been amiss for ages! That is not new. Look at the smoke in the west, the war wages on.”

Small tendrils of smoke intertwined ascending to the sky on the distant horizon, ominously dark.

“Mori, aren’t you supposed to be looking after Mido?”

“Oh him, he is asleep,” Mori said with a slight sniff.

“Is something wrong?” Navi asked inquiringly.

“He is a spoilt prat Navi! I have never seen a worse two year old in my life!”

“That’s a slight exaggeration,” Navi said lazily, she looked out at the field of grass ahead and noticed a massive army of knights riding on horseback towards the west; she did not take much notice as she was used to these sights.

“It’s been going on for a hundred years Navi; do you think it’s reaching some sort of climax now?”

“Yes,” Navi replied simply looking out as an army raced towards where the smoke was coming from. “I believe it is.”

A little way from Korkiri forest at Hyrule Castle, Norsan looked out the window looking towards Hyrule Castle Town. He was dressed in his armour, including a helm and held a spear in his left hand. Norsan was deep in thought, his eyes gazing out towards the distant landscape.

Little did Norsan notice a servant walk up the corridor and over to him. The servant was dressed in grey robes and looked quite forlorn. Norsan turned to address the man as he approached.

’What news is it now?’ he wondered, he hoped it was nothing serious.

“You have been summoned to King Daphon, it is urgent.”

”I will go to him,” Norsan replied to the servant.

Thanking the servant Norsan walked up the corridor. He went down a staircase and through another corridor, it much roomier than the one he had been in before. At the end was a large set of oak doors with interesting patterns on them. On either side of the door was a pattern of three triangles they joined to make what looked like a single large triangle made up of three smaller ones, the sacred Triforce.

The guards greeted Norsan and opened the door into the room. The throne room was a remarkable sight; it was by far the biggest room in the castle, larger than the great hall. Its floor was marble and the walls were made from stone, above the archway and the throne were two Triforce symbols. Behind and on either side of the throne were statues of the three goddesses of Hyrule, in their outstretched hands they held a gemstone.

Norsan passed the pillars on either side of the carpet, marking the walkway. Standing silently and almost unnoticeably at their assigned posts were guards, all along the wall. Norsan proceeded up the steps to the throne and knelt before the king. Daphon’s wife sat beside him in another throne, in her arms she held a young infant. Norsan rose as the king gestured for him to do so.

“You called for me lord?” Norsan asked.

“Yes I did,” said Daphon. “It has just been reported to me that Kakariko village is under attack again. The sentries are being overrun.”

“It seems they never give up.” Said Norsan, with a note of concern. That explained why Impa had run out of the room. “You wish me to send what is left of the army to Kakariko?”

“Precisely. Our other divisions are already occupied elsewhere in Hyrule’s provinces. ” Said the king, just then a baby cried.

Queen Zelda who was sitting by the king looked at the infant in her arms and sighed.

“Nice timing Impa, I don’t even remember how that song goes.” She said. “Hush now.”

“I have sent a few men up to Death Mountain to negotiate an alliance with the Gorons, if all goes well you might have reinforcements.”

Norsan nodded and the king dismissed him, he walked out of the throne room and to the stables.

Within minutes, Norsan had assembled the entire army, before leaving he decided to say goodbye to his wife Lara only to find she was still fast asleep. He walked over to the infant sleeping in its cradle and kissed him on the forehead, the baby slept on.

”I may not see you again,” Norsan, whispered, “I am sorry I will never be the father I wished to be but I am a knight. Hopefully you can take on that role someday. Goodbye little one.”

His eyes burnt as gazed at his only son for one last time and then he turned and walked out of the room.

The fighting near Kakariko village had raged on for hours. The moblins were beginning to make ground. They had breached parts of the wall with gunpowder. Something they had learned from the gorons. Archers lined the walls, their numbers were dwindling. They continued to fire volley after volley of arrows at the moblin army. Men charged through the ruins of the wall, swords and spears in hand, hacking at the moblins in a futile attempt to break their lines.

A shout went up as the sentry spotted Norsan’s army riding along the bridge over the moat by Hyrule castle town. The Moblin army turned to meet this new arrival, charging down the hill and across the shallow river. Norsan’s army met them; the moblins were afraid of the horses and tried to pull back, using their preferred method of a shield and spear barricade to prevent the horses from trampling them. A few unlucky horses and men ended up skewered. Now facing forces from behind and in front, the moblin’s became nervous, some of them used bomb, quickly dispatching many of the men and horses. The sight became a little disquieting for Norsan. The sight of bodies, both men and horses, burnt or in pieces from bomb explosions sickened him. He ordered his cavalry to get out of their range and fire arrows. Pulling back was a mistake, as the moblins charged in spears lowered, catching the first rank and impaling their victims.

As he wondered how his army would bring the annoying beasts down Norsan sighted rocky looking orange creatures coming through the breached walls. Singing a strange battle song and beating their chests with their fists, the gorons had come. This worried the moblin’s, as they knew that bombs did not work on these creatures and spears simply snapped. Confused they went into a frenzy, either trying to flee or killing anyone in their sight, including their own kind, until they were silenced. The gorons commenced when of their well-known goron rolls into the disarrayed forward lines of the moblin army. Punches were swung and soon the moblin army was in a panic, they focused on Norsan’s men who were easier targets. The gorons finished their job leaving none of the beasts alive. The goron leader, a huge muscular goron with tattoos named Darunia, commenced a battle cry and was joined in by his tribe with a final loud chorus.

Once the battle cry finished, Norsan walked up to Darunia and thanked him on behalf of the king. Their business done the gorons left, leaving a few of their kind to keep watch.

It had gotten hot and Norsan decided to settle the issue of Kakariko’s defence. As he spoke to the chiefs in charge, a messenger came galloping on a horse across the bridge of Zora River, now horribly diluted with blood. The messenger dismounted and asking amongst the men where Norsan was, he went to see him.

Norsan was dismayed to see the messenger coming towards him, it was surely bad news and not to his surprise it was bad.

”My lord! You are needed at the desert colossus, we are loosing the battle.” The messenger gasped, exhausted from his long journey.

”I will be right on my way, does the king know of this yet?”

”No my lord, I haven’t gotten to him yet.”

”Then you better, hurry now,” Norsan ushered the messenger off, who bowed and returned to his horse.

Norsan rounded up his men, asking the gorons to take care of the defence until such a time as more men could be spared. When he got to the ridges by the desert he noticed a massive chasm had opened up barring their way to the desert, some of the men had worked to build a bridge across. Norsan was concerned as to what had caused the crack that now lay between them and the desert. Progress across the bridge was slow, as no one knew how strong it was. After a long while, they all got across the bridge and they rode through the pass leading to the desert fortress. Some of the men had made camp at the fortress and joined Norsan’s army as they rode across the scorching sands of the desert. They had to abandon their horses and trek on foot. As they neared the colossus they noticed it was up in flames. All the men lay dead around the burning ruins and no one remained alive.

“We’re too late.” Norsan, said, he looked to one of his younger men. “Inform the king, we’ll make camp at the fortress.”

The man saluted Norsan and left, just as Norsan and the army were about to leave they were ambushed and almost overwhelmed by an army of creatures, undead creatures rarely encountered in Hyrule or the surrounding provinces. Before long half of Norsan’s army had been slaughtered, the remainder of the army made for the fortress, a few men stayed back trying to hold off the horde of pig like moblins, dark knights and Skeleton creatures that were advancing but where had they come from? It seemed to Norsan that they had merely appeared from nowhere.

Norsan’s army made a final stand at the fortress; they held the attacking army off for a while before the fortress was taken as well, Norsan and what was left of the army made way to the bridge where two witches confronted them.

“Well, well, well?” Said one of the witches, she had red hair unlike her companion who had white hair. “Trying to escape are we, why I thought our army would have finished you? Did you like them?” She said, Norsan drew his sword; so these two were responsible for the death of half his army?

“Norsan!” The man next to him warned him.

”You will pay for your insolence!” Norsan growled.

“Going to fight us?” The witch with the white hair chuckled, “You’ll need to finish off these ones first.”

With a blinding flash another army of undead creatures appeared and began pushing Norsan and his small force towards the chasm.

“ATTACK!” Norsan cried and he thrust his sword into the monster before him.

His army fought back. A few men tried to attack the witches with arrows and spears to no avail. Before long Norsan’s army had pushed back the undead army and made their way to the bridge. By then only a few men including Norsan remained. Norsan raced towards the bridge and got across but there was a sudden bang as the bridge went up in flames, one of the witches gave a wicked laugh as what was left of Norsan’s men fell screaming into the chasm below. A large gush of water pushed its way through the nearby river as a nearby river flowed through into the chasm. Norsan looked at the burning remains of the bridge in horror hardly aware he was the only one left. One of the witches laughed and shot a blast of energy at Norsan, he tried to block it with his shield only it exploded on impact knocking him right onto the edge of the cliff. He found himself dangling above the chasm clinging to the cliff edge for dear life.

“Join us and we will spare your life!” A voice hissed, “The gerudo would accept you and you could become our son’s right hand man.”

“Never, will I join you!” Gasped Norsan, his lungs were burning with pain and he was beginning to loose his grip.

“Very well, shall we show him the extent of our power sis?”

There was a laugh and suddenly a strange noise like howling wind before a fierce voice spoke.

”Behold Twinorva!” The voice said, it sounded like the two witches had combined, or talked at the exact same time, but Norsan could not look up, he was too busy thinking about the castle he had left behind and his son. There was a sudden bang and the rocks collapsed on Norsan, he fell into the raging waters below.

Lara woke up with a start and looked at her sons cradle. In her head, she heard the voic of the goddess' from her dream speak to her again. “Your son is the chosen one, destined to save Hyrule. Take him to Korkiri forest. The man from the desert must not discover him!”

Quickly she gathered up her things, called for a servant to ready her horse and grabbed her son who was still fast asleep. Wrapping him firmly in her cloak she raced down to the stables without being seen, there was not a guard in sight, only a few servants. Lara found her horse waiting for her outside the stable, she mounted and rode across the lowered drawbridge and passed the bewildered guards who called out.

”Lara, come back! It’s not safe out there!” Lara ignored them, she wished to tell Norsan but he had disappeared the previous day, she feared the worst. She rode through the quiet streets of Hyrule Castle Town and out towards the field. The guards by the gates noticed her too and called out for her to stop but she kept going. An army was attacking Kakariko village yet again. The gorons were taking care of them; it seemed the moblins did not know when to give up. A few of the attacking moblins noticed her and chased after her. The baby had awoken and was now crying loudly.

“Everything will be alright,” She whispered, unsure if this was true.

For the sake of her child she had to keep going. As the forest came in sight, Lara gave a cry as a sharp pain hit her back. Looking behind her, she realized she had been shot by an arrow and blood was flowing, she began to fill dizzy and realized she had been hit by a poison arrow, her horse was hit next but kept going before it began to slow down. The moblins advanced on her before something flew straight across her head and looking back, Lara saw a gigantic owl go crashing into the moblins, knocking them off their boars and onto the ground.
“RUN!” She heard a voice cry; she got off the horse, the baby still tight in her arms, and ran into the forest trying to fight off the feeling of dizziness. In the distance, she could hear the noise of someone singing a beautiful song, it was faint over the baby’s cries but it gave her the strength to carry on.

Navi watched this from above, she watched as the woman entered the forest with the crying infant and after a moment realized that neither she nor the child had been killed entering. Nothing had happened to the at all. She knew what this meant and flew off as fast as she could to the Great Deku Tree, a mixture of emotions rushing through her.

”Great Deku tree!” She called, in an urgent and shaky voice, as she raced to a large clearing with a huge tree in the middle. It had two eyes and a nose, the tree's eyes opened at the fairy’s small cry and he looked up.

“Navi? What is it?” The Great Deku tree asked sensing the urgency in Navi’s voice.

“A lady and her child have just entered the forest, they are not dead. The lady is injured badly; Kaepora was just fending off the Moblins.”

“What?” The Great Deku trees eyes widened, a moment later he was interrupted as a woman came crashing into the clearing and collapsed to her knees, she held something in a bundle of cloth, and her cloak was soaked in her own blood.

“Oh great Deku tree! I have come in answer of a vision I have had.” Lara gasped.

”Grab me a healing fairy Navi! Quickly!” Said the Deku Tree, Navi flew off instantly without a word.

“Then it must be true.” The Great Deku tree whispered to himself, surprised and astonished

“Please, I have been told to assign him to your care.” Lara said her voice barely a whisper.

Navi returned with Mori and another fairy, the fairy zoomed around the woman twice and then a third time.

“What’s going on?” Mori asked quite bewildered.

”Shouldn’t you be with Mido?” The Great Deku tree asked surprised to see the fairy.

”He is asleep. I saw Navi flying urgently on her errand I knew it must have been serious. So I came.”

“She cannot be healed!” Said Navi as the fairy zoomed around again and stopped. “There is some magic at work as well as the poison but the child will be fine.”

“Good,” Said the Great Deku tree, “Navi go get Saria.”

“She is only five!” Navi protested. Mori seemed quite shocked at this. As Navi never questioned the Deku Tree, “She is too young to understand.”

“She is one of the ones assigned to help the hero, if the prophecy is to be believed. She will understand and has every right to know the destiny that she must fulfil. Her role in this must begin!”

Without replying Navi went away.

“I will take him.” Said the deku tree, Lara fell to the ground and burst into tears.

”Thank you!” She cried, “Oh thank you so much… please keep him safe.”

”Your son will be fine with me,” Said the Deku Tree, trying to sound sympathetic, “What is the child’s name?”

Lara’s eyes had closed, she opened them slightly and her last words were, “Link, his name is Link.”