I probably should have made this chapter part of the prologue, but I wasn't thinking at the time, so you'll just have to bear with me. Though the following chapter takes place shortly after the prologue, all others will be set thirteen years later, so just be prepared. I hope you enjoy!
"Mom, do we really have to go?" The small, eight year old boy looked up at his mother with pleading blue eyes. Tugging on her tunic, he attempted to persuade her from her current direction, but she persisted ahead.
"Don't you give me any trouble, Link." The young mother gave her son a stern expression, crossing her arms. "Isaiah was kind enough to invite us over, and you should take the oppurtunity to learn some patience."
"Fine..." Link looked up at his mother, her dark brown hair shining in the afternoon sun. Noticing his gaze, she looked down and smiled.
"I promise you won't have a terrible time. Isaiah's granddaughter is just in town for the summer, and he would just appreciate it if you would come by for a while. You know there aren't many kids your age on the island." She ruffled her son's sandy blond hair. "Just give her a chance."
"No way I'm going to be friends with a girl." He murmured under his breath. Noticing a grasshopper on the side of the cobblestone street, he busied himself with trying to catch the elusive bug.
"You know...I hear she's kind of cute..."
"Eww!" The boy exclaimed, pausing in his pursuit of the grasshopper. "Don't say things like that mommm..." Glancing back to where the grasshopper had previously landed, he was disappointed to see that it had disappeared.
"Please, just be nice." His mother said with a playful grin. "You never know, she just might surprise you."
Link looked up at his mother, blue eyes defiant. "I doubt it."
"Kara! I can't tell you how good it is to see you again." Isaiah laughed merrily as he led the young mother and son into his small living room. "And you, boy, I swear you grow a foot every time I see you."
Kara smiled cheerfully. "You know I'm so glad to see you again as well, Isaiah. Say hello Link." Kara gave her son a slight nudge.
"Hello Mr. Isaiah." Link managed with as much repect as possible.
Isaiah grinned. "Hello Link! I hope you're doing well."
Link gave a small nod, and took a seat on Isaiah's couch next to his mother. Looking from her son to Isaiah, Kara took a breath. "Well, Isaiah, how's life?."
Isaiah laughed, taking a seat in a large chair adjacent from where they sat. "Just wonderful, wonderful. How's that music business of yours going, Kara?"
Kara shrugged. "As well as can be expected. Not much money in it, but..."
"Umm, mom..?" Link tugged on his mother's sleeve, attempting to speed up the little conversation between the two. The sooner he meets this girl, he figured, the sooner he could go home. Kara gave a sheepish smile and looked back up to Isaiah.
"Where is your granddaughter? I would very much like to meet her."
Isaiah shook his head. "She's out back, near the beach. I bought her a new book the other day, and she has become completely obsessed with reading the entire thing." The old man turned to the boy. "You can go out and meet her if you want."
Kara smiled. "Why don't you go ahead Link? Mr. Isaiah and I will catch up for awhile, then I'll come out as well."
"Alright." Climbing down from the couch, Link made his way out of the living room and to the back door.
"You better be nice Link!" He heard his mother call sternly from the other room.
"Of course, mom." Link said with a sigh.
Taking a step out of the house, Link was instantly met with the soft, warm breeze which blew from the blue-green sea. Despite the sun's rays, he was able to make out a small figure sitting peacefully on the beach, the only movement being that of the wind as it teased her firey auburn hair. She seemed perfectly at ease, not even appearing as if she noticed his presence. Taking a deep breath, Link started through the tall grass which seperated Isaiah's house from the beach. Bugs flew out from beneath his feet, had he been anywhere else he would have began a mad dash, trying to catch as many as possible, but at the time, he was attempting to be on his best behavior.
Once he reached the sand, Link quietly walked over to the girl, not wishing to disturb whatever she was so absorbed in. A large book sat on her lap, and she studied it with more furvor and intensity than many he knew.
Even so, he was growing impatient.
The girl glanced over her shoulder, bringing her stormy blue eyes up to meet his. "Hello." She said cheerfully. "You must be Link."
"Y-yeah." Link answered, startled by her sudden interest. "Your name is Malon, right?"
The girl nodded with a slight grin. "Uh huh."
The two fell silent, glancing at each other nervously for quite some time. However, the attention of the two was soon diverted, as a lone grasshopper buzzed past.
"Do you like chasing bugs?" Malon asked suddenly. Link looked at her in bewilderment.
"Yeah..." He answered, somewhat unsure of her reaction.
Malon sprang up from her seat, and grabbed Link's hand. "Then what are you waiting for?" The two ran up and down the beach, chasing one bug after another. Once the pair had worn out completely, they plopped down on the sand where Malon had sit earlier.
"You know, girls aren't supposed to like chasing bugs." Link said, matter-of-factly.
Malon met his gaze with a smile. "What's your point? Do you have a problem being friends with a girl?"
Link shrugged sheepishly. "I guess not." Glancing down, he saw the book which lay at Malon's side. "So...what are you reading?" He asked, curious.
"Oh, a book about the Imprisonment War." She answered nonchalantly.
"Umm, okay." He stuttered, not exactly sure where to go next. "W-we learned about that in school not too long ago.
"Really?" Malon asked in sudden interst. Taking the book in arm, she turned to face Link. "Do you know the names of the six sages from the Imprisonment War?"
"Or the name of the ranch where the hero consistently sought refuge?"
"Or the name of the family who was put under the Skulltula's curse?"
"I've got no idea what you're talking about!"
Malon crossed her arms. "Well that won't do! This is basic knowledge we're talking about. Here, I can teach you." She said, placing the book in his lap.
Link looked at her, bemused. "But..."
"No buts." Malon said decisively. "I promise, it won't be boring."
Shrugging, Link relented. "All right." He said with a smile.