By Rougue

(Part One of Rougue's The Legend of Zelda: Orizon Saga Trilogy)


The Legend of Zelda games are a trademark of Nintendo. All rights reserved and all that junk.

The characters Impa, Princess Zelda, Ganondorf/Ganon, Link (the Hylian), Din, Nayru, Farore, the Great Deku Tree, Saria, Gohma, Darnuia, Link (the Goron), King Zora XVI, Princess Ruto, Volvagia, Morpha, Malon, Ingo, Epona, Talon, Queen Nabooru, Vaati (the Wind Mage from The Minish Cap and Four Swords Adventure), Agahnim (from A Link to the Past), Twinrova/Koume and Kotake, Sheik, Princess Zelda (from Adventures of Link), Queen Ruleta (from Twilight Princess), Rusl (from Twilight Princess), Bo (from Twilight Princess), Uli (from Twilight Princess), Darbus (from Twilight Princess), and Cor Goron (from Twilight Princess) are owned by Nintendo. Again, all rights reserved and the rest of that. The characters listed above come from The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time unless otherwise noted. All other characters are/were real people or my own creations. You may use my characters as you like in your stories, as long as you tell people about my works if they ask where you got those characters from.

In other words, please don't sue me! This is just for fun and enjoyment, not for money. And think about it for a moment. What we writers and storytellers do here at this website is really free advertising for the original products. Cue the patriotic music! Some call this copyright infringement, but I call it free advertisement. Many of us could be writing original stories fairly easily (I am actually working on one right now), but we feel so drawn to an original masterpiece that we have to use its characters and settings, not for profit, but to share that masterpiece with the world. So to all those out there who hate us fan fiction writers, remember that someday, you may create a masterpiece, but no one will know of it until someone else sees it and writes a fan fiction story about it and posts it here on this website. And then others will read that story and purchase your masterpiece. And then it will bloom into a smash hit, thanks in part to the free advertising that comes from fan fiction writers. So next time you read a fan fiction story, remember that we put our blood, sweat, and tears (well, maybe not the blood) into these labors out of the love in our hearts. Thank you.

So, now that my point has been made, and my attempts to avoid a lawsuit made clear, please enjoy the show everyone!

Prologue: In My Dreams . . .

Jonathan Nichols walked through what seemed to be a never-ending forest. He was surrounded by trees on every side of him, as tall as they were beautiful, their green-leaf canopies obviously untouched by human hands. They almost completely blocked out the light from the sun, but some light did get through the leaves and made it to the ground, where the green grass grew limited in height by the very few individuals who walked around here and, more than that, by the strength of each individual blade of grass. Jonathan could see through the canopies of leaves that the sky was perfectly blue, with some occasional clouds of white which strayed across the sky. Because of the large amount of moisture trapped underneath the canopies, the air was constantly humid. To Jonathan, this place was paradise; untouched by human works, it was a quiet place. And Jonathan usually liked quiet places.

Jonathan, wearing a green tunic and, underneath that, a tight, white, one-piece undergarment of sorts, had never been to this place before, yet he walked through the trees as if he knew exactly where he was going. He squeezed through two closely-placed ones, both of which were at least 100 feet tall. He continued to stare around him at the nature that surrounded him. He saw butterflies more beautiful and bigger than any he had ever seen before. He continued forward through the plants. Then, he found an area where the trees thinned out into a meadow, where the sunlight reached the grass without having to filter through the trees. In front of him, Jonathan saw a large tree that had fallen, blocking his way further into the meadow. He climbed over the thick brown trunk.

And there she was. Jonathan saw a young woman with her back turned to him. She had long, flowing blonde hair and was wearing purple and pink robes made of silk. Jonathan stood still and stared at her, transfixed. Then, he began walking toward her slowly. When he had walked halfway toward her, she began to turn around. Jonathan stopped where he was as she did so. The woman's face was so beautiful to Jonathan. Her face and skin tone were lovely, but Jonathan found her eyes amazing. This young woman had eyes of purple. Almost an unearthly shade of purple. She looked at Jonathan longingly. Jonathan started walking toward her again, passion building in his heart. When he reached her, Jonathan stopped. Then the two embraced each other and Jonathan felt a feeling of pure bliss. Jonathan and the woman looked into each other's eyes for a moment that seemed to last forever. Then, both of them closed their eyes and their lips met in a kiss of love and passion. Jonathan felt a feeling he had never felt before. But suddenly, it all ended into a blur that transformed into an even shade of black. Everything had disappeared.


AUTHOR'S NOTES: Well, here it is. I've been working on this story on-and-off for a few years now, so some of the early chapters aren't as good as the later chapters will be. Oh, and the next chapter won't seem very Zelda-like, but bear with me here. This story is a good one, I think.

By the way, I have said this already in my profile, but I consider myself to be a lousy writer, but a good storyteller. You'll notice that I tend to leave quite a bit of detail to the readers, especially with battle scenes. That's just the way I write.

This story currently has a T rating, but I'm concerned that some later content could warrant an M rating. For that reason, I'll warn you guys about any objectionable content ahead of time in the author's notes.

I'll be posting a new chapter every Friday at noon, so keep coming back regularly to see how this story plays out. Read and review, I suppose, and tell me how I could improve my writing. Thanks.