Link didn't want to become the hero. In fact, he was scared and just wanted to go home with his new fairy partner, Navi. But things don't always work out that way for the heroes of Hyrule...
Danger lurks in his very shadow and heartbreak appears to...
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Deep in the southernmost forests of Hyrule, bordering the farming province of Ordon and the long, treeless plains of Faron, there is a beautiful and magical place called the Lost Woods. Those enchanted forests hold the greatest secret in all the world of Light; children who never grow up. They are the Kokiri Tree Sprites, who stay young and fair as long as a tree stands tall and strong. The birth of a new Kokiri child is very special. On the western side of the Forest, there is a small grove. The Sacred Grove. Whenever a new tree sprouts in that magic garden, a baby Kokiri is borne of it's roots. That baby is taken to the Deku Tree, the father-tree of the Sprites and raised there until his or her fifth year. When the end of five years is reached, the child is given a gift and a fairy partner to act as a parent, then sent to live in the Village with all of the older children. Except for one.
His name is Link.
That boy was never given a gift, nor assigned a fairy, but sent out to live on his own on the edge of the village. He's always alone and never talks to anyone. He may be a little bit of a troublemaker, but he's just trying to get attention, see...Navi the Fairy, it is time for you to go to him. You shall be his partner and bring him to me. Be careful with him, Navi. He's been abused by life and the people around him, so he may be a little rough around the edges...
Link crouched on his roof, a glass bottle in his hands. The morning sun had not yet risen, but a faint grey tinge lit up the tops of the trees with a whisper of dawn.
He shook the bottle. The spiders inside stirred and began to crawl around, trying to find purchase on the smooth glass. He grinned to himself and pocketed the bottle, then pulled off his shoes. He stood and stepped a couple of paces back, measuring the distance between his roof and the next. He hopped a bit to get himself going, then sprinted across the rooftop. He leapt lightly off of the roof and landed in a roll on the next, making virtually no sound with his bare feet. Only a couple more houses to go, and he'd reach his destination.
He walked to the edge of the roof he was on and sat down, his back facing the edge. Every Kokiri home was basically the same: white washed walls, a single door, round windows, and flat roofs. Each roof had narrow beams across the edge, for what purpose, Link didn't know. He just knew that they were sturdy enough for him to hang from.
He hooked his knees over the beam and hung upside down against the outside wall, right next to a window. He pulled a small metal pick from a pack on his belt and wedged it under the window. He wriggled it around for a moment, his tongue protruding from the corner of his mouth. With a click, the window popped open. He pulled an envelope from his tunic pocket and lay it on the windowsill inside. He paused to smile at the person inside.
It was his only friend and her fairy, Saria and Lillian. She often helped him in his schemes, but she hated spiders and would think that this particular plan was cruel. He shut the window and pulled himself up back onto the roof. The blood rushed away from his head and left him dizzy for a moment. He shook the black spots from his vision and looked up to the sky. He only had a few minutes to do this. He leapt from rooftop to rooftop, making hardly a sound as he did so. He finally reached the house he wanted and hung again near a window. Except, in this house, he knew for a fact that the owner's bed was right next to the window.
He pried open the window and pulled the bottle from his pocket. These spiders were common forest spiders. They weren't poisonous in the least, even if you ate them. They may be small, but they tickled something awful when they got into your clothes. Or bedsheets. He pulled the cap from the bottle and dumped the entire seven spiders on the bed. He pressed his lips together to keep from laughing, closed the window, and hoisted himself up. Two rooftops later, a shriek echoed through the village. Link grinned and leapt to his own rooftop. His rooftop was harder to reach, because his was in a tree, but he could still make the jump.
He retrieved his boots, then vaulted into an open window. He shut the window behind him and tossed his boots in a corner.
His house was smaller than most Kokiri homes, with a single room and a small fireplace in one wall. The ceiling was low and the rafters had all sorts of things hanging from them--handmade mobiles of paper fairies or multicolored leaves, strings of drying spices, laundry. The walls were drawn all over with any scene imaginable. Battle scenes, Kokiri Dances, Fairy Ceremonies, Maps, even a couple of poems in a different language. On the farthest wall from the door was a bed that was sort of straightened out. A wobbly table stood in one corner, and a chest of drawers in another. The fireplace had a cast-iron pot hanging over it, but both the pot and the fireplace were empty. Above the bed was tacked a very childish drawing of a stick figure boy with a stick figure sword, fighting off a misshapen creature that might have been a dragon. The stick-boy was protecting a stick-figure girl in a crown, a stick-princess. Above the stick-hero's head was a circle that was half colored in with wings drawn on it's side; a fairy.
Link flopped down on the bed, a blissful smile on his face. Sunlight was just pouring into the windows and children were just getting up. He shrugged to himself and folded his hands behind his head and, without meaning to, fell asleep.
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Greetings and Salutations to my fellow human beings! This is my very best work, seeing how I've been writing it for over three years now. And only this first book too! I love Legends of Zelda so much, that I'm pretty much obsessed with it, but I tried to write this book as if Zelda was my own creation and no one had ever heard of it before. I want it to be interesting to people other than Zelda geeks like myself. So, enjoy and comment, vote, and follow. Ciao! ~Ridley
