Guess what, my HUGE author's notes were lost when my internet connection failed before I could save them. I'm really good at losing things.
Anyway, first of all, I'm not dead. Yes. I'm not dead. Wow. Major shocker. Just had a loooong period of Writer's Block that just wouldn't go away. And now that I've started writing, I wrote really fast so that I could get this up quickly, so if you see any mistakes, any of them at all, please signal them to me! THANKS!
Then, I'd like to address a couple of cowards who are to scared to send me a signed review featuring their MaLink and yaoi comments. To Rytex, and linluvr90/Sheik's Wifey (pretty sure it's the same person), I can't stand MaLink, and I don't write yaoi, I just mock it. Besides, if Sheik was gay, how could you be his wife? *flips you two the finger* Please refrain from making any more of those fucking pointless coments. If you really want to, at least make them signed, you cowards. Thanks!
And congrats to Lady Zariah, Sleepy Wood and zelda4life, who entered Wavebreeze's and my ZeLink contest and won! ^^ About your oneshot, Lady Zariah, I PROMISE I'm thinking of it, but like I said, I'm having major writer's block,a nd I can't manage much right now D= I'm really sorry if it'll be there late, but one thing's for sure, it'll be there.
Aaaand... Yeah... This new story was inspired by my History classes. We're studying the history of Canada, who founded it and how people lived. So while I listened to the teach rambling about Christopher Columbus and Jacques Cartier, I figured I could make history fun. And this is what happened.
The title was cheap and extremely hard to find. I might change it if I get an illumination before the end of this fic. I planned roughly 10 to 15 chapters, depends how much new stuff I learn in class xDD In any case, I hope you guys like it! And let's hope my writing skillz aren't gone by now! xD
Who ever said history is boring?
The blinding sun overhead showered the green fields, casting one shadow on the brown soil underneath. That shadow kept moving in the same patterns, not even altering a bit. A bird called from overhead, soaring across the sunny sky that the average summertime afternoon offered to the inhabitants of Hyrule.
The shadow suddenly stopped moving, its caster emitting a weary grunt. And before anything else could happen, the shadow slowly got smaller and smaller until a full form had hit the ground, covering the shadow perfectly. Of average size, muscled, yet very thin, the body seemed like it belonged to a young man of an average of seventeen years old.
"Dear Sun. Why don't you send in some clouds and rain? Or why don't you hide for a while? How bout leaving me alone?" the caster of the shadow panted, wiping sweat off his forehead. The glowing drips of salty water slowly dripped off his fingers and splashed quietly on the ground.
Previously closed eyelids finally opened slightly, then slowly opened even more. Blue eyes that matched the colour of the sky overhead blinked a couple of times before closing again.
"So tired." The bearer of those azure eyes chuckled sadly before grunting and forcefully pushing himself up. A dusting sound disturbed the gentle chirping of the crickets as dust fell to the ground next to the man's bare feet. Finishing dusting off his old ankle-length olive pants, the man smiled and extended his hands in a cross as a fresh summer breeze blew around, strands of gold shining like the sun clouding the front of his blue eyes as the breeze pushed them around, the longer strands in the back floating against his bare skin, tickling his exposed spine.
A smile suddenly stretched on the face of the man as two scratched, hard, and used hands pushed away the hair clouding his face. The man lifted his smile and directed it at the shining sun, the rays glinting off his ivory teeth and illuminating his handsome face considerably.
The breeze came again, and this time the man smiled in delight.
"Feels great to have an occasional breeze here and there." he noted for himself, seeing as no one was around in the relatively large field he was in.
The blond man bent down and picked up a shovel, sighing in boredom, getting ready to go back to work when suddenly, another voice ripped through the air.
The blonde's head snapped towards the sound as he heard his name. Recognizing the black-haired boy waving at him, he smiled back.
The boy who was standing on the other side of a wooden fence that separated adjacent properties quickly cleared the fence in a single climb and jumped on the other side, running for Link.
Hey." the blonde smiled at the black haired newcomer. "How's it going, Dark?" he grinned.
"Good good. How's your work coming along? You sure you should be working on such a hot day?" he sighed, looking up at the sky. "Even my dad's not working today, why should you?" he asked, concerned.
"Cause. Have to." He winked and stuck a tongue out at his best friend. "I have to work if I wanna eat tonight." He smiled, turning around and making a hole in the ground with his shovel just to prove his point.
"Need help?" the teenager wearing a light black tank top and three-quarter pants asked, looking at his friend's work intently.
Link turned and looked straight into Dark's blood red eyes.
"Thanks, but no thanks, Dark. You know you're not allowed to be on my master's property anyway." He laughed. "Remember last time? He threw a fit." The blond playfully stuck his tongue out and grinned.
"You were grounded for two days." Dark lowered his head in a fake sob. "And I was stuck with Sheik."
"How is that a bad thing?"
Shooting up, the two boys scanned the environment until a tree not far from them rustled, and another blonde, dressed in a blue t-shirt and white shorts, dropped down and ran for them with a smile.
"Sheik." Link grinned, staring playfully at his equally azure eyes as a greeting.
"Sheik." Dark smirked.
"Come on Dark, you know you love me." The newcomer –Sheik- laughed, reaching the circle of the equally old boys with a smile.
"Heh." Link chuckled.
"So where's your old man anyway?" Sheik asked carelessly, looking around to make sure his friend's master wasn't spying on them.
"Don't call him that. Makes it feel like were actually related." Link rolled his eyes.
"Technically, not by blood, but considering it's been seven years you've been working for him…"
"Seven years is nothing." Link shrugged. "Even if it was seventy, I would NEVER call him related to me. Only reason why I'm still here is because I need someplace to stay." He threw a smug glare at the boys, knowing what their response would be.
"YOU CAN COME CRASH AT OUR PLACE!" was the immediate reply that came simultaneously from both boys as they raised their fists with a grin.
"Ehehe…" Link smiled crookedly, eyebrow twitching as he rubbed the back of his head. "You've told me that a million times before, and you know the answer, you two…"
"You can't because then you'd feel like you're abusing our generosity…" the two boys sighed at the same time, making a comical scene that made Link snicker.
"Exactly." He grinned.
Before any of them could go on on all the reasons he could come and stay at his place, small bells suddenly started tingling.
Everyone froze at that, the air heavy and silent. Even the birds seemed afraid to call out.
"It's him…" Link's eyes narrowed towards the house at the other side of the fields. "Go." With that single word, the two boys shot off in a single jump. In a blur of black and blue shadows, they disappeared behind the fence as Link quickly grabbed the rake and pretended he was working.
A shadow was cast across the fields, an ominous aura coming from the person who had just stepped out of the back door of the fairly large house. Keeping his eyes lowered and pretending to work, Link threw a quick glance across the field and looked at the newcomer.
Soft, yet firm footsteps echoed as a pair of sandaled feet started walking across the field, the sound getting closer and clearer to Link's pointed ears. Under his bent head, he just kept glaring at the old man who was walking towards him.
The man was wearing a sleeveless tan shirt that was laced with a rope at the hips. Brown shorts went under his shirt, leaving his knees open to the slow breeze that was lazily drifting through the field.
Not even daring to look further up than his shirt, Link looked back down again, facing the ground and raking some dandelions out of the tomato plants' space, keeping completely silent, not even daring to sigh or yawn. Slowly, the man calmly walked through the large field, then right past him. The young man didn't say a word.
Suddenly, the old man stopped a few feet behind Link. Link also stopped, feeling that the man wasn't advancing anymore.
"You forgot to greet me." A rough voice grunted, breaking through the flow of nature's peaceful noises.
"My apologies Sir. Good afternoon, Sir." Link quickly, yet carelessly answered, still raking, and bending down to pull out some weeds.
"Good." With that, the man kept walking. "After you finish with those weeds, you're dismissed."
Link didn't bother replying, knowing that the man wouldn't hear him. Shrugging, he silently continued his work, eager to finish.
"Hey, you forgot this patch." Came an amused voice.
The blonde lifted his eyes and saw Dark handing him a patch of bad weeds, Sheik standing behind him and observing his work silently.
"One step closer to finishing." He smirked, taking the patch and throwing it on the small pile he intended to burn.
"Come on." Sheik advanced and ripped out another patch. "We've just heard the best news ever. Better finish up so you can learn it too." He winked.
"Can't wait. Nothing interesting EVER happens here in Hyrule. All the excitement is always there in Termina. All that ever happens here is wars, and commerce. And most of the time, it doesn't even make much profits for us." He sighed.
"You really have nothing better to talk about, do you?" Dark laughed as he pulled a lighter out of his pocket and lit a stick.
"Not really." The blonde shrugged with a smirk.
"Alright, alright, less talk, more work. I can barely wait to tell you the news. And moreover, we cannot miss what's gonna happen." Sheik rolled his eyes, throwing a patch of spiky herbs onto the pile.
"Stop it, you're making me anxious." Link laughed.
"Well, it's something we should be anxious about, naturally." Dark shrugged, lifting the lit stick in the air, then throwing it on the pile of bad herbs, the flames and smoke immediately starting to devour the plants, clouding the vision of everyone around.
Later that evening, a few hours after Link finished his job, the three boys were sitting outside a local tavern. Joyous laughs and voices were coming from inside, the outside being much quieter. Light was filtering through the windows and the crack under the door, nonetheless leaving the shadows of the night rein on the country.
Sipping a cup of water, Link looked up at the sky. Stars were sparkling around the crescent moon, illuminating the otherwise dark sky. Next to him was Dark, leaning against a wooden fence, a mug of beer in his hands, also looking up and dreaming of the sky. Sheik was next to Dark, holding an empty mug, or more like dangling it from his fingertips. A fresh summer breeze blew through the night, making all three boys sigh in content.
"It's so peaceful tonight." Sheik noted.
"Yep..." only the wind brought a faint reply under Link's voice to the two other boys' ears.
They stood in silence, a small smile playing on their lips as they watched the sky.
The moment would have lasted forever if it wasn't for the slight disturbance in the wind. Instead of flowing perfectly, a rough, and broken breeze slapped the three boys in the face. The world seemed to freeze for just a millisecond before three mugs crashed to the ground, glass splintering everywhere and reflecting the light of the stars towards three pairs of bare feet who were now running off at an extremely high speed into the night.
"Please stop! Please! Don't come any closer!" a little girl's desperate pleas were muffled out by the snickering of older boys.
"Sister, I'm scared!" a little boy's sobs also found a way to break through the laughs.
"Don't worry, brother, don't worry, alright?" the girl's voice became gentler. A cloud passed over the moon, shadowing the elements of the scene for a moment, and as quickly as it came, it passed, the moon lighting a group of five people, three who were older than the two others.
"Yeah, don't worry, little boy, we just want your money and your sister, we don't want anything from you." A mocking voice reached the two children's ears.
"Please let us go... Please..." a soft plopping sound was heard as a drop of water splashed on the ground, altering the shade of the brown soil underneath. A couple more followed, a few dots of dark brown appearing next to two pairs of little feet. More and more came, until the sky started crying as well. The dark brown soil created by the salty drops melted into the rest of the ground as the drip-drip noise became a full downpour. The tears on the little girl's flushed face camouflaged in the raindrops that fell across her face.
Her green shirt and shorts clung to her tiny limbs as a result of the rain, mimicking her deep emerald hair that clung to her face and neck. Her jade eyes blinked a couple of raindrops or tears –she couldn't tell which- out of them, allowing her to keep an eye on her little brother who was clutching her clothes next to her.
The little boy was a lot smaller than her. His purple long-sleeved tunic that was already too big for him hung off his arms and went down until his knees, covering almost half of the orange 3/4 pants he wore underneath. The most unique part of this little boy was his purple hair, which extended down until the middle of his back and covered his right eye in the front. That way, he only needed to blink rain out of one of his crimson-coloured eyes. A small T-shaped scar ran under his eye, testament of an injury he had gotten a long time ago.
Their assailants were mostly cloaked in the shadows, difficult to see. The three of them were obviously males, judging by the black cloak that stuck to their nonexistent curves. They were tall and well-built, yet hard to distinguish from one another because of the darkness and the rain.
"Alright, this has gone on long enough." The male on the right of the center one sighed, advancing with a feral grin glinting under his hood.
The two children took a step back, scared. The male also advanced, the children stepped back. This continued until they hit the tree against which they had been cornered, the single male who had advanced looming over them.
The girl opened her mouth to scream. The rain was already loud enough, and getting harsher by the second. At this rate, no one would hear her cries.
Trembling, she raised her hands to her mouth and closed her eyes shut, taking a deep breath and getting ready to-
"You're attacking little girls now, Mido?" an arrogant voice suddenly cut through her attempt to scream, making all five people turn around.
There, in the rain, were standing three other figures, these ones pretty easily distinguishable as two blondes and one black-haired boy. The one in the middle stepped forwards, the two on his diagonal left and right mirroring him completely.
"I thought you had more taste than that." The middle one snickered.
"Shut your trap, kid." The leaders of the cloaked boys growled.
The middle blonde blinked a couple of times, and, ignoring the so called Mido, turned to the leader of the other gang.
"Long time no see, Byrne. How was college? Your father and I missed you in your absence." He smirked.
"SHUT UP!" the leader yelled at him. "One word from me and my father will get you flogged for talking to me like that!" he threw at him, enraged.
The blonde shrugged carelessly and grinned deviously at him. "One word from me, and the local police will get you arrested for assailing little girls." He laughed without humour.
The other boy sighed and growled under his breath, knowing the blonde had won this round.
"Fine." Was a simple whisper that reached the other seven's pointed ears, making all of them turn towards the so-called Byrne. "Mido, Sakon, let's go."
"Right." The two cloaked boys who came with Byrne answered simultaneously.
Byrne threw one last venomous look at the blonde who was smirking arrogantly, then jumped. With a whooshing sound, he landed on the tree branch above the little girl and jumped off onto the next one until he had disappeared into the forest. The two boys who came with him didn't waste any time following his exact footsteps.
Once the assailants were gone, the three remaining boys looked around to make sure they weren't coming back, then walked towards the two kids who were huddled up together on the muddy ground.
The blonde in front bent down to reach their size, and when he saw the green-eyed girl looking at him, he smiled sweetly.
"Come on, we're taking you home. On the way there, you can tell me all about yourself." He offered.
Albeit a little hesitantly, the little girl nodded and shakily got up, dragging her brother up with her.
"Good." The blonde smiled again, then turned back at the two boys behind him. "Sheik." He called in a short tone. The other blonde advanced and kneeled down to their size as well, putting two fingers from each hand on the two kids' foreheads. The little boy shied away, burying his face in his sister's clothes, but the girl looked up, slowly trusting the strangers who had helped them.
Sheik nonetheless put his fingers against the boy's wet purple hair, and closed his eyes. A soft blue glow shone around his fingers for just a few seconds, then dimmed, stealing the light in the girl's astonished eyes.
"The girl's tired and still a bit scared, and the kid's tired, scared and confused. Nothing too bad." He reported back to his blonde leader.
"How'd you do that, mister? Are you a Sheikah?" the girl asked in a voice just above a whisper, cutting through the affirmative nod that the leader threw at Sheik.
Sheik smiled at the girl and nodded. "Yes I am. Trained and ready to perform."
"That's so cool!" she exclaimed, joy returning to her eyes.
"All of us here are Sheikahs. We've all gone to the Sheikah academy, and we graduated to the top level of the academy. You can trust us. We Sheikahs aim to help the people." The blonde explained.
"Remember, Link, not ALL of them." The black-haired boy behind him whispered.
Link turned around and shot a look at the black-haired boy.
"Well, not a lot of them, right Dark?" he asked rhetorically.
"Of course. Most Sheikahs are good guys." Dark answered, seeing those jade-coloured eyes diluting.
"We're those mean boys Sheikahs too? I saw them jump on that tree in one jump." She asked.
"Yes, they were. But you don't need to worry anymore. We drove them off for good." Link smiled. "Now enough chitchat, we can talk on the way home, alright?" he asked.
"Okay." The girl nodded.
"Alright." Link grunted as he put his arms under the girl's armpits and pulled her up, carrying her against his chest. "Dark." He instructed.
"Sure." Dark bent down and did the same to the purple-haired boy, who was throwing a worried crimson-eyed glance at his sister in the arms of the kind stranger.
"Sheik." Was the last word Link spoke, and nothing more was needed for Sheik to understand.
He slowly brought his hands together, and clapped, following by a hand sign, and another one. By the third, he closed his eyes, and softly called "Shield".
A soft blue dome shimmered above them and took consistency, encasing the five people in a bubble that kept them safe from the rain.
"There. Now you can tell me where you live." Link prompted.
"We live by the riverbank, in a small house made up on the trees." She answered, yawning after that.
"A tree house, huh? That must be cool." Link remarked.
"Yeah, except that sometimes, it gets tiring to climb the ladder to the top." She sighed tiredly.
"And how about your names? We didn't quite catch that." Dark smiled, nudging the boy in his arms to make sure he was still awake.
"I'm Saria." The green-eyed girl turned to Dark with a gentle smile.
"And you?" the black-haired boy turned down and looked at the crimson-eyed boy, who shied away from him.
"Go ahead, bro, tell him your name." Saria prompted.
"Va... Vaati..." the little boy whispered shyly, turning his head into Dark's black shirt just as he finished talking.
The four others laughed at the boy's shyness, but didn't linger on what made him uncomfortable.
"So... Saria... Tell us about yourself. I'm sure we've seen you a couple of times in the village, but I personally have never gotten a chance to meet you." Link smiled, keeping his eyes on the soil road up ahead that took a turn to go back to the village.
"Well, I'm eight years old. My favourite colour is green," the three boys snickered collectively at that "and I like the nature. My favourite insects are butterflies, because they're so pretty. My favourite pet is my dog. His name is Tael." She smiled.
"Oh, you have a dog then! What race?" Sheik prompted.
"German shepherd." She laughed, making all the boys raise their brows. A delicate little girl and his brother owning a German shepherd? Contrast...
"How about your parents?" Dark asked.
"My mom is very pretty, but she's old." The three boys started laughing at that, making the girl blink and wonder what she said wrong. "She loves us a lot too. I'm sure she's very worried right now."
"And your dad?" Sheik asked.
"I don't know, I've never met my dad. Mom said he left before I was born." Saria made a cute pouty face, diminishing the guilt that Sheik felt by asking that question. Another factor that made the three boys redden is the thought that even though the father had left before the girl was born, Saria still had a younger brother.
"Alright, and how about your brother?" Link quickly changed the subject.
"Vaati." Saria softly called. The boy half-sleepily turned to her and cocked his head to the side. "Tell them about yourself." She smiled.
Vaati reddened –possibly even more than the boys who kept wondering the mystery of Vaati's birth- and brought a finger to his lips in deep thought.
"I'm Vaati. I'm six years old..." he started in a small, shy voice. "I love my mommy, my sister and my doggie. I also love my kitties at home. I like birds too." He lowered his eyes, then looked right back up at Sheik, who was facing him as they walked.
Surprisingly, the three boys saw that under that wet hair and that scared look, deep inside those red eyes, shone determination and admiration. That's when Vaati pointed his tiny finger at Sheik and stuttered out.
"And when I grow up, I wanna be like you."
When Link, Sheik and Dark reached the village, Saria and Vaati were already asleep in their arms. To their surprise, as well as their glee, they spotted a couple of moving lanterns in the village, probably looking for something or someone.
Accelerating their pace, they simultaneously took one last jump across the dirt path and made it to the side of a woman who was in the middle of all the operations, her hands on her mouth, apparently sobbing.
"Ma'am?" Sheik was the first to break the ice by tapping the woman's shoulder gently.
The green haired woman quickly whipped around, her long emerald shaded nightdress swishing on the wet ground and faced the newcomers with teary blue eyes. They quickly diverted to the two bundles curled up in the strangers' arms though.
"SARIA! VAATI!" she quickly exclaimed, shocked.
"I'm assuming you're their mother." Link gave a short, nervous laugh.
"Oh dear Goddesses, thank you so much! I was so worried!" she exclaimed, extending her arms. Link took that opportunity to gently set Saria in her arms, followed by Dark, who put Vaati next to her, somewhat surprised at the strength of the seemingly- 40 year old woman. "Thank you so much." She sniffled, kissing their foreheads once each before turning back at the boys who saved her children.
The three boys shrunk under her thankful gaze, never being the ones who liked accepting many praises.
"Oh! I know you! You're those Sheikah prodigies who graduated from the academy! And you!" she looked at Link in amazement. "You're the boy who-" she suddenly cut herself off, gasping and closing her mouth, biting her lip. "I'm sorry, never mind what I said." She stuttered, making the three boys, especially Link, raise their brows. "Anyway... Thank you so much... How can I ever repay you?" she asked, practically begging them to tell her what they want as compensation.
"It's alright, Ma'am... We just did our job: That's our motto, us Sheikahs. Hide and live in the shadows, protect and die in the light." Link scratched the back of his head, embarrassed.
"I know that, of course, since I AM Midori, the Second Muratate of the village in the Blades of Grass, the leader of this village. I am also the one who contributed to the development of the academy in the Center Village, the academy where all Sheikahs go." She shook her head as to clear her thoughts. "Anyway, I digress..." she looked straight in front of her, expecting to see the three boys who saved her kids, but instead found nothing but air. Blinking in surprise, she looked down to see them kneeling in front of her.
"Oh no no no! This won't do, please get up, I should be the one kneeling." She laughed nervously, making a sign for the three Sheikahs to get up.
Immediately getting up and facing the Muratate of the village, the three blushed. If only they knew that they'd saved the children of the Muratate, the successors of the village leader...
"Anyway, I desire to know your names, you, who have saved my children." She smiled sweetly, flipping over a strand of hair that had been wetted by the now-calming rain.
"My name is Link, Link Gaiden, My Lady." Link shortly lowered his head.
"Sheik. Sheik Akaikage." Sheik imitated Link.
"Dark. Dark Kuroikage." Dark followed in Link's and Sheik's footsteps.
"Ah, two members of the Kage clan I see." She smiled sweetly.
"Yes, we are both from the Kage clan of Termina. Our parents came here to escape the war in Termina. We were born and raised here, and now we live as neighbours on the outskirts of this village..." Sheik explained for the two of them.
"How about you, Link? Native Hylian?" Midori turned towards the blonde.
"Yes Lady Muratate. Born and raised here. My entire clan moved into the village of Erupting Volcanoes when the first Terminean settlers created it at the base of Death Mountain. Unfortunately, they all died in the settlers VS natives war that followed not long after. As a baby, I was brought back to the Lost Woods, and now I live on the outskirts of the village, with my employer, Sir Cole, and his son, Byrne." Link explained.
"My my my, all of you have such interesting pasts..." the lady marvelled. "You know, you're all welcome to come stay the night at my house. It's already very late, I'm sure your parents wouldn't worry if I sent them a messenger telling them you're here." She offered. "It's the least I can offer you as a thanks for bringing back my kids."
"No, that's quite alright... I need to get home anyway, I'm already late." Link sighed, looking up at the moon, now uncovered as the clouds carrying rain passed away.
"We'd love to, but it just wouldn't be fair if Link wasn't there with us." Dark apologized, throwing Link an amused sideways glance.
"Alright, I see. Well, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask, alright?" she smiled sweetly. "Now." She looked down to see Vaati stirring uncomfortably. "I should get these two to bed. I bid you farewell." With that, she disappeared in a very quick jump, jumping over to her house and jumping up the stairs.
"Did we just meet the Muratate of the village in a personal conversation?" Dark asked almost immediately.
"I think so, Dark. I think so." Sheik laughed.
"Anyway." Link laughed. "Don't you think it's about time we went home? Your parents must be worrying." He noted.
"Yes Link, we shall go. After all, your slave driver master must be worrying." Dark snickered sarcastically.
"Exactly why we gotta go." Link huffed amusedly, turning around. In a blur, he had already jumped atop one of the trees that lined the dirt path that led to the outskirts of the village. "Coming?" he called.
"Of course." The two boys disappeared and reappeared next to him.
Without even turning back, Link took a hold on the tree branch, and launched himself towards the next, again and again, soaring through the trees with his best friends following from behind.
Suddenly, he slowed down enough for them to get to his sides, then smirked.
"Hey, you guys, you never told me what the good news from this morning were." He laughed.
"Oh yeaaaah!" the two boys exclaimed in unison, then brought their fingers to their lips in thought. This comical scene made Link laugh and almost miss the next branch.
"Well, guess what."
"Tomorrow..." Dark started.
"A ship with new supplies..." Sheik continued.
"Coming from Termina..." Dark cut him off, giving his competition a glare.
"Is scheduled to dock..." Sheik continued, throwing Dark a sideways glance.
"At the Ocean Pier..." Dark announced in a voice louder than necessary.
"Right next to our houses!" Sheik finished, growling at Dark for interrupting him so much.
"Alright, alright, you guys, I got it... Stop fighting." Link laughed as the path of trees ended, giving over an open plain. On one side, he could see his master's house, and on the other side, Dark's house, with the path that led to Sheik's house, that was located in the top middle. If a line was drawn between their houses, it'd make a triangle.
"Anyway, I'm taking the fork here." Dark turned away from Sheik, still bitter that he'd beaten him to the news.
"I'll come with you for half of the way there." Sheik rolled his eyes at Dark's childishness.
"Alright, hurry home boys, before your mommies get too worried." Link laughed. "Okay, Seeya tomorrow." He waved at them.
They waved back with a smile.
With that, the two boys jumped on a branch diagonal from them, and again and again, until they disappeared in the ocean of trees.
Bringing his eyes back to his course, Link took one last jump on the last branch and landed with a soft thump on the moist soil. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he soon began running towards his destination, the fairly large house with one lit window.
As his bare feet thudded on the still-wet ground of the field in which he passed so much time, he thought back at his day's events. Hopefully, he wouldn't have too much work tomorrow and could go see the boat dock when it arrived.
Such was the life of a Hylian, or anyone who had settled down in Hyrule. Nothing interesting ever happened. The only connections with Termina were the ships that came and went, transporting supplies and people back and forth.
Reaching the front door, he clumsily wiped his feet on the front mat before slowly opening the door, trying to make least noise as possible. Before completely opening the door, he peeked through with one eye, making sure the lit candle on the front table was all that was present in the otherwise dark hallway.
Once he made sure nothing, or no one else was there, he slowly crept inside, pushing himself against the wall on the other side of the candle, hiding in the shadows as he slowly walked towards his room. The loose boards under his feet creaked as he passed on them none-too-gently, eager to sneak into his room unnoticed. He winced as a particularly loud creak resounded as he stepped on a loose board he had made a mental note to fix, and stopped, listening for any movements.
"KID! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP AT THIS TIME OF THE NIGHT!?"
Link froze in his steps with a look on his face that mirrored the expression of a deer in front of a bunch of hunters.
"N-N-NOTHING! J-JUST GETTING A C-CUP OF WATER!" he stuttered out.
"IT'S LATE, JUST GET TO SLEEP, YOU GOT A LOT OF WORK TO DO TOMORROW!" the same gruff voice yelled from the top floor, making Link sweat profusely and nod in the air.
"S-SIR!" he screamed out again, and without waiting for anything else, jumped for the small door located under the stairs. Opening it, he practically dove inside and none-too-gently slammed the door behind him.
Once inside, he sighed and wiped his forehead. A misplaced smile crept upon his face, and he suddenly grinned.
"Score: Link, 1, Cole, 0." He thought with a proud expression, forced to cut off his thoughts when a sudden drowsiness froze his body. "Alright..." he yawned, stretching in the darkness. "That's enough for today. Better get some sleep. With all the commotion that ship is gonna bring tomorrow..." he muttered sleepily, not caring less if tomorrow would be a hard day. "I'm just tired now..." closing his eyes, he blindly felt around, looking for his bedroll. Once his wandering hand found a soft surface not too far away from him, he smiled blindly and slid onto the bedroll.
With one last tired sigh and a content smile, he dropped his head on the bedroll and relaxed his tired muscles, sending a signal to his tired brain to start preparing for tomorrow's new challenges.
Rays of sunlight filtering from under the door that led to the small room under the staircase slowly extended further and further until they gently shone on a bundle in the corner of the room. As the sun got higher and higher up in the sky, the rays got longer and longer, until they made stripes on the boy cuddled up in the corner. Seeing as he wasn't awakening, the sun decided to send a couple of rays in his face, which seemed to make him react as he muttered something and frowned, eyebrows creased.
"Get off..." he muttered, turning around and away from the sun's rays.
That's when the sun must've gotten angry, because the door suddenly slammed open, sending a huge blast of light into the room, lighting up every single feature in it, from the small desk next to the door, to the bedroll in the corner. The boy in the corner suddenly shot up, gasping, surprised by the noise and the sudden burst of light.
"What...?" he complained softly, too tired to do anything else than rub his eyes.
"Kid, get up." Came the familiar voice of the young master of the house.
"What do you want, Byrne?" Link muttered distastefully, looking at the tall silhouette standing at the doorway.
As the sun's rays died down, satisfied that they'd woken the boy, Link slowly began to distinguish navy blue hair tied in a high ponytail, a pair of yellow eyes looking up at him over a green bandana he always covered his nose and mouth with. Under that, he was wearing a black shirt and navy blue pants. A sudden thought wandered around Link's tired brain: "How the hell can he survive in such a heat with all those clothes???"
"It's five in the morning. The ship is coming around six. Get to the dock immediately. My father prepared a list of all the merchandise destined to him. You need to take them and come back here. You CAN do that, can't you?" the boy from yesterday night raised a brow.
"Yes I can. Let me get ready." The blonde yawned and stretched tiredly, mumbling something under his breath before pushing himself up.
With a wobbly step, he grabbed a fresh pair of ankle-length light pants and the green t-shirt next to it. In the blink of an eye, he was already out of his old clothes and into his new ones. Ruffling his hair in an attempt to tidy them, he stretched and walked for Byrne, who was leaning against the doorway.
"So Byrne. How was college? You were gone for three whole years. I missed you. You left me with the old man for three years, you traitor." Link snickered, putting his hand in front of him.
Yellow eyes fixated on the younger boy in front of him, Byrne handed him a scroll.
"None of your business." He answered gruffly.
"Hope the college friends didn't get to you. Everyone here missed you." The blonde sarcastically smirked.
"I bet you missed me the MOST." Accenting his last word, Byrne suddenly swept a foot across Link's chest's level, aiming to hit him in an attempt to shut him up. Unfortunately for the navy-haired boy, Link was gone in a flash, reappearing behind him and outside his room, still yawning and rubbing his eyes tiredly.
"Now now, I know YOU missed ME, but now's not the time to reminisce the old days. I got a job to do, and you probably have some little girls to ambush, right?" Link snickered as he turned his back and walked towards the back door that wasn't far from the hallway he was in right now.
"Fuck off." Was the gruff reply that came before Byrne disappeared in a slight whooshing sound.
"Right." Link snickered as he opened the wooden sliding door that led outside. Taking a deep breath, he savoured the morning breeze that swept across the field, and suddenly grinned, welcoming the new day with open arms.
By the time he'd gotten to the docks, it was around five thirty in the morning. Some early birds were already there, impatient to greet the ship and get news from Termina. Link just felt like he wanted to go home and sleep some more, but obviously, that wasn't happening. The field needed a lot of work today, and the barn had a roof to be fixed. Plus with all the daily chores like milking the cows and feeding the chickens, Link doubted he'd get some sleep before nightfall.
"Well, might as well get some more shut-eye until the ship gets here. Just thirty minutes won't hurt." He yawned and tiredly eyed the trees behind him. Choosing a relatively large branch, he took a leap and landed on it quietly. Yawning, he stretched and sat down, leaning against the trunk with his legs on both sides of the branch. Crossing his arms, he found a comfortable position, and hung his head. It didn't take much effort to sink back into the sleep he needed so much.
He was woken by the sound of cheering and hollering. Not even bothering to open his eyes, he'd already guessed what was going on.
"Freakin boat, couldn't have gotten here a little later?" he sighed, opening his eyes and getting up on the branch.
From up there, he could see the docked ship and the cargo being transported down to land. He could also see the men getting down and greeting the people around them. Basically, the people were having the first bout of excitement they'd gotten for a LONG time.
"Guess I'd better go and get this over with." Clutching the scroll in his hand, he jumped down from the tree and landed on his feet, kicking up a slight cloud of dust as he did. Not in a big rush, he slowly walked for the captain of the cargo ship, who was giving orders to his men.
Once in front of him, he waited for the older man to finish screaming his orders, then coughed to get his attention.
"Sir, I'm here to collect the cargo destined to Sir Cole." He handed the bearded man the scroll. "I'm supposed to get everything on this scroll."
The man opened the scroll. To Link's dismay, it was longer than it seemed when it was rolled up. Once the bearded captain finished reading, he nodded to a man behind him and threw him the scroll.
"JACOPO! FIND THIS BATCH OF MERCHANDISE AND LEAD THE LAD TO IT." He screamed.
"SIR!" came the quickest reply Link had ever heard.
"Even I don't answer that fast to the old man." He muttered under his breath, going around and captain and walking on board the ship. The younger sailor smiled at Link, the read the scroll.
"I think I saw the batch somewhere around here. Call your friends, it's a pretty big pile of merchandise your master ordered from Termina." Jacopo thoughtfully looked around.
"Yeah, I figured." Link sighed.
"Ah, there it is." Jacopo smiled and led Link towards a pretty high pile of crates and bags. "This is all Sir Cole's. You might wanna get some help." He sighed.
"I'm here alone. I guess I'll just take all this on land and make a couple of 'come-and-go' trajectories." The blonde shrugged. "What a drag..."
"Or, he could always ask his best friends to help him carry everything back to his house."
"Right, there's that too." Link smiled, not turning around to meet the crimson-eyed glances that his best friends were throwing at him. "Thanks Jacopo. We'll take it from here." He thanked with a smile.
"No problem. Safe trip back home." He wished before walking off to help someone else.
"Right, so why are you guys here?" Link turned around and smirked at his friends.
"Came to get a part of the excitement." Dark shrugged.
"Yeah, life got so boring these few days, I'm almost suicidal. Came to get cheered up a bit." Sheik laughed.
"Ah... I see..." Link raised a brow. "So what's the real reason?"
"Had a couple of packages for my mom." Dark shrugged.
"Same for my dad." Sheik sighed.
"Kay, well, aren't you guys already burdened with your stuff?" the blonde inquired.
"Burdened is a harsh word." Dark laughed, swinging a small bag over his shoulder.
"Yeah..." Sheik shrugged, putting down a small toolbox.
"Alright..." Link gave a nervous laugh, then turned back to the pile. "Who's gonna take what now?" he chuckled sheepishly.
"I'll take the bags." Dark offered.
"I'll help with the crates." Sheik laughed.
"Alright..." Link grunted as he bent down and grabbed a crate. "Load me up please." He grinned.
The two boys shrugged and each grabbed one crate, putting it over the crate in Link's hands. Grunting in effort as his muscles strained to hold up all the crates, Link breathed harshly out of his nose.
"Hey, we're ready." Sheik grunted as Dark piled the rest of the crates in his hands, then took the bags.
"Great." Link grunted and gasped as he took a step forward. The wooden planks creaked under his feet as the three boys struggled to get down on land.
Once down, Link took a deep breath and started walking.
"I'm sorry-" he gasped for breath "-you have to carry all this for me." He threw a half-grin backwards towards his friends, who were calmly striding behind him.
"No problem. We can't get your spine all messed up just because of crates, now, can we?" Dark grinned.
"Right." Link scoffed.
"Now shut up and-" Sheik coughed. "-Keep walking!"
"We there yet?" Dark asked, putting his bags down and stretching his fingers for the fourth time since they exited the docks.
"Almost. Keep holding on!" Sheik half-grinned despite his aching muscles.
"Dammit." Link finally let out a cry of frustration and put his boxes down on the dirt path. Then, he plopped down and laid back. "Just a moment, kay?"
"Good idea…" the two boys simultaneously put their cargo down and imitated Link.
For a moment, all they could hear was the chirping of birds and the sound of the wind. Then, the sound of a carriage and a horse walking towards them floated to their ears. Too lazy to even check, they only waited for the sound to get closer before they opened their eyes to check.
"My my, what do we have here? A roadblock? Please don't tell me I need to get checked." An old, yet playful voice snickered.
"Nah, no roadblock here…" Link grunted as he pushed himself up and looked at the newcomer who was sitting atop a carriage, his horse's reins in his hands. "Just a couple of exhausted teens." He laughed.
"Well then, what kind of doctor would I be if I didn't help you guys out?" the middle-aged man laughed.
"We'd love it if you could give us a hand…" Dark practically begged, not even bothering to open his eyes and get up as he had already recognized the voice of the village's doctor and unofficial priest.
"Alrighty then, I wouldn't mind a couple of hitchhikers. Hop in, boys!" the man smiled.
Just as the sun died down a bit, Link finally saw the wrinkles around his smile and his brown eyes. A couple of faint wrinkles had already formed on his forehead too, visible because of his black hair being tied behind by a bandana. In the back, his long ebony hair was let down, reaching the middle of his back. He was wearing a traditional shaman outfit, long-sleeved and brown with many fringes of yellow, red and green cloth on it. His pants were also brown, bordered with white designs. Everything was made with a special cloth so that he would keep cool inside, and not suffer from the heat.
"Thanks a bunch, Renado. We owe you one." Link laughed, dragging his cargo to the back of the carriage and loading them up in it. Sheik and Dark also got up and helped Link load the simple wooden carriage with their stuff, then hopped in themselves. Once everyone was on, Renado flicked the reins, ordering his horse to start walking.
"So what're you boys doing here at this time of the day?" Renado asked, trying to start a conversation.
"Went to the docks to pick up some stuff that arrived for each of us." Dark replied.
"I see. Any good news coming from Termina?" Renado asked. "I didn't get the chance of going today as I was by the bedside of a child who has been sick for over a week now."
"Talo?" Sheik sighed, rubbing his temples when Renado nodded. "That kid… Always gets into all sorts of trouble."
"Any news…? I don't think so… I heard a rumour that the King decided to send in more female orphans to help populate Hyrule, but it's just a rumour…" Dark explained.
"Plus, it's Beth, the village gossip girl, who started it all. You never know if it's actually true or not." Link rolled his eyes as he leaned his back against the edge of the carriage.
"I see…" Renado nodded. "It's rare to find girls in the age of getting married and having kids here in Hyrule these days. Most of us are boys, or girls under the age of sixteen. And when new girls come here or reach the age to get married, it's always the old and rich aristocrats and the rich members of the middle class who get dibs." He snickered. "Not that I would wanna wife. I'm too old to get a wife." He sighed nostalgically. "A second wife anyway…"
"Ah… How many years has it been? Since Anjean died?" Dark asked, not trying to pry at all.
"About twenty… Ah, those were the good days…" Renado closed his eyes for a moment reminiscing. "But they're long past now. I think I'm happy taking care of the village kids all alone."
"Speaking of kids, how's your daughter? Last time I heard, she turned six years old last month!" Link grinned.
"Yeah, Luda? She's six now, and proud of it. If only she'd get over her shyness, she could go brag to someone else than me about it." He laughed.
"But Luda's your adoptive daughter, right? How bout your blood daughter? What's become of her?" Sheik asked.
"Rutela? She got married two years ago and went to live in Termina because her husband, Bo, was a village mayor in Termina, and had come to Hyrule on a summer vacation. Now, she's around twenty years old, and I haven't heard of her since her marriage." Renado sighed. "My little girl, already twenty and married…"
"Anyway…" Link rubbed his eyes tiredly. "All the talk about a new ship bringing Daughters of the King is just a rumour. With Beth spreading those rumours, you never know what's true or not." He shrugged.
"Right." Renado turned and smiled a them, nodding. "Now, where should I drop you boys off?"
Night... The only part of the day that is actually perfectly calm and soothing. The moonlight and the stars, they all gave off this peaceful reflection, a reflection that anyone could see next to their tired expression if they ever looked into a clear body of water.
On the other side of the river in which the moon reflected stood a house. Another house could be seen a bit farther away from it, and another house, towards the northeast of it.
If the moon would take a peek closer and lean its head into one of the windows, it'd see a small door that led to a small room under the main staircase. If somehow it sent its rays on the other side of that door, it'd land straight onto the body of a young teen.
Illuminated by the faint rays of the moon, Link blinked, trying to catch some sleep. Even if he was tired, his muscles were aching, and it kept him from getting any sleep.
"Damn..." he swore, turning around, looking for a more comfortable position.
Sighing, he raised his eyes towards the crack under his door, gazing emptily at the pale rays of the moonlight filtering into the house that were trying to get through his door and illuminate his pitch-black room.
Closing his eyes, he tried out a trick he'd learned at the academy, when he was still a young Sheikah in training. Closing his eyes, he made a complete blank in his mind, then drew a long, gentle breath. Instead of blowing it back out, though, he held his breath.
The first twenty seconds were easy to hold. After that, his lungs slowly started burning, becoming more intense by the second. Still relaxed as much as he could, the blonde felt his members numbing, and it became hard to move his hand. After the first minute, he finally felt darkness covering the rays of dim light that were bypassing his closed eyelids, and smiled. Good.
"When the brain realizes that there is no more air flooding the lungs, it panics. It tries everything it can do to make you draw your breath again. So it'll knock you out so that you can't willingly hold your breath anymore, and will order your lungs to breathe. That's why you drown if you're in water or in a fire, and why you can't commit suicide just by holding your breath. This trick can be used at any time if you feel like you'll get insomnia, and you know you need your energy for the next day. Everyone got that down?"
"Thanks, Impa-sensei." Link smiled one more time before his brain reacted to the lack of oxygen and made him let out the breath he was holding just as he faded to black.
"Hey, what should we do today?" Sheik asked, leaning against the wooden fence that separated his parents' property and Link's employer's property.
"Don't know. I haven't gotten any orders from Cole yet, so I guess that means I'm free today." Link shrugged.
"How bout we go to the Village Behind the Waterfall. They have some great pools there, and it's damn hot today." Dark noted, wiping some sweat off his forehead.
"Sure. It shouldn't take more than a couple of hours to get there." Sheik noted.
"Alright, I would, but seems someone's here to give me a message." Link turned up to a tree not far away from them just as a familiar figure dropped down.
"The messenger is back I see. Way to ruin our day out." Dark sighed, glaring daggers at the long-haired boy who was advancing for them.
"What is it now, Byrne? What does your father want me to do today?" Link sighed, lifting some hair out of his eyes so that he could see the yellow ones peering into them.
"I don't know. He just told me he wants to see you in his office. And by the way." He turned to Dark and returned his dagger glare. "I never chose this job. You think I WANT to play messenger with a bunch of losers like you?"
"Maaaaybe. Cuz in secret, you love us." Sheik snickered.
"Shut up, kid." Byrne growled and promptly disappeared into a nearby shadow, jumping onto the tree afterwards and disappearing.
"Well, better go see what the old man wants. Sorry about your day out, you guys." Link apologized with a sigh.
"No problem. Just go see before the old man throws a tantrum." Sheik laughed.
"Sure." Link shrugged lazily. "You guys head to the village, see if there are any news worth hearing."
"Kay. Later." With that, the three boys jumped off, Sheik and Dark jumping on the tree above them, and Link disappearing into a nearby shadow and jumping from shadow to shadow until he reached his house.
"Come on in."
The door opened slowly with a creak as Link's bare feet thudded on the wooden planks of his employer's study.
"You called, Sir?" he asked, trying not to frown at the word 'sir'.
"Yes. I need you to do something for me. Run an errand. It won't be long, but try not to mess up." Link looked up from the wooden planks to meet a couple of black eyes peering deep into his icy blue ones. Orange hair covered his employer's head, cut short up to the nape of his neck. An orange moustache crossed his face, giving him an evil look when he grinned. Under his head, he was wearing a green dress shirt, and the rest of his clothes were concealed by the wooden desk he was leaning on.
"Sure." Link nodded.
"Let me inform you that this is not an errand just for me. It's been given as a task to me by our landlord, Ganondorf. You'd better not screw up, or I'll kick your ass, clear, boy?" Sir Cole glared at him sternly.
"Crystal, Sir." Link bowed his head lightly. "So what do I have to do?"
"Alright, listen up, cause I'm only gonna say this once." Cole got up, exposing his relatively small size and his plump body. "Our landlord, Ganondorf, who kindly gave us the property we now own upon our arrival in Hyrule, has secured himself a wife in Termina. It's a young girl around your age, and she is destined to marry our landlord." He started explaining.
Link turned away for a moment, biting his lip, pitying the poor girl who had to marry the evil man who was their landlord.
"So your job is to escort her to our lord's mansion, which is located north of here. You'll meet her when she arrives to our meeting point, and escort her, then come back and make a full report to me. Understood?" he asked.
"Yes Sir…" Link nodded understandingly, thrilled at the idea of seeing a girl his age. "So when will she be coming, and where will I meet her?"
"She'll be arriving at the Ocean Pier in a couple of hours. She'll be on a ship bringing Ladies of the King from Termina, one that no one was supposed to know about. So at least you will find her easily while the docks are still free of the crowd that will follow once the village gossip girl spreads the news." He sighed. "Anyway, don't be late, so get going already. You'll find her easily. The girl's name is Zelda."
Running out of the house, Link was panting heavily even if he had just started running. Ladies of the King? Coming here? In a couple of hours ONLY? THAT WAS AMAZING!
His momentum was so hard that when he opened the door to his master's property, he immediately slammed into his two best friends, sending all three of them tumbling to the ground.
"SHEIK! DARK! GUESS WHAT! GREAT NEWS!" Link grinned once he got up.
"SAME HERE!" the two boys screamed together.
They read the news in each other's eyes, and grinning, they took a giddy leap in the general direction of the ocean, running towards it like little girls.
"TO THE OCEAN PIER!"
EDIT: Lots of people wanted a disclaimer as well as a warning, so here it is xD
I DO NOT OWN LEGEND OF ZELDA NOR NARUTO, NOR ANY OTHER REFERENCE IN THIS STORY. AND PLEASE, DO NOT TRY THE BREATH HOLDING TRICK AT HOME EVEN IF IT'S MY PERSONAL REMEDY AGAINST INSOMNIA.
Well, that's the prologue, folks. Basically, I want all of you to understand the setting, where the story is taking place, the surroundings, and the people. If you have ANY questions at all, don't hesitate to ask! ^^
So Hyrule is a colony of Termina. It's like the New-France/France relationship.
Ladies/Daughters of the King are orphan girls who are at the age to marry. The King of Termina pays their voyage to Hyrule so that they can find a husband and help populate the colony. If there's a proper word for it in english, someone tell me, cuz as far as I know, I'm using the direct translation of "Filles du Roi" since my classes are in french.
And the names. Basically, Hyrule is a country that has many villages. A village can vary in size, the biggest ones are big like a city, but are still called villages. All of them have a pattern. They're all called: Village *insert nature trait here*.
Then, the last names and titles. Mura means village in japanese, and tate means shield. So the village leader is called the Muratate of the village. Midori means green. I just ran out of names I could use. Midori, the village leader, is Vaati's and Saria's mom.
Kage means shadow. Akai means red, and kuroi means black. So Dark's and Sheik's full names are "Sheik Red-Shadow" and "Dark Black-Shadow". Those two are cousins from the same clan. If anyone's watched Naruto, they have the same relation as Neji Hyuga and Hinata Hyuga. They're from the same clan, but from different branches of the entire family. They're both settlers from Termina whilst Link is a native Hylian.
Also, Sheikahs are like shinobis, for anyone who's watched Naruto. They're like ninjas who are trained to help the people, though some of them use their power to cause chaos.
And cookie for anyone who can find a direct quote said by Link that was taken out directly from Naruto. Tell me who says it, and which quote it is =P
I also put three cameos from Spirit Tracks, the new Zelda for DS. It's an amazing game, so buy it, even if the train sounds weird to you. I finished the game, and the ending is SOOOO sweet! Even if it's sad a bit too. Aaaand.... THERE'S LOTS OF ZELINK IN IT! *squees* It's MUCH better than Phantom Hourglass =D Can anyone tell me who the 3 characters from Spirit Tracks were? =P
Anyway, thanks for reading you guys! I wanna check how many people are interested before continuing to write. The first chapter will come in a while, kay? Gotta give me time to write. Anyway... PLEASE REVIEW!!!
AND MERRY CHRISTMAS! (And just in case I don't get the next chapter before New Year,) MAY THIS BE THE START OF A GREAT NEW YEAR, AND A GREAT NEW STORY! HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!