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Zelda Gaiden

- Chapter 1 -
The Quest Beckons

Link was cold. He looked outside and saw the rain had not yet let up. It was pouring so hard that Link was sure the stables at Lon-Lon Ranch would get flooded soon if it didn’t let up. Then he thought of something. Link got up from his hollowed-out log bed and walked over to his dresser and turned it around so the back was facing him. After a quick, glance out the door of his tree-house in the Kokiri Forest to make sure no-one was coming or watching, he opened the secret back drawer with the key he always kept in his Rupee wallet and looked at the drawers’ contents. Brushing aside some Bombchus and arrows, he picked out his old, dark-red Goron Tunic. Picking off the dust and lint that practically covered the tunic, he thought, ‘Just as good as when little Link the Goron gave it to me.’

After Link got the tunic out, he shut and locked the secret drawer and turned the dresser back around so no-one could tell the secret drawer was there. Link pulled the Goron Tunic over his own green Kokiri Tunic and it made him instantly warmer though it went down to his ankles and the sleeves reached just past his elbows.

“Why can’t they ever make a kid’s size of these things?” Link wondered aloud as he walked back to his bed, stopping abruptly when he realized that Navi wasn’t there.

Link held his breath and ceased moving and listened hard. He had heard something he didn’t want to. Slowly, he moved his left arm over to the Kokiri Sword that lay by his bed and, even slower, he unsheathed it. The footsteps were coming closer. Whoever it was, they were now climbing his tree-house ladder. Link stayed still and hid his sword in front of him, his back facing the tree-house door. The footsteps were on the small balcony in front of the door. Link whipped around and yelled a little battle-cry, the sword pointed at the intruder. Sora screamed. Link’s sword was almost on her neck. Link backed away and threw his sword behind him quickly, rushing over to her.

“I’m sorry Sora! I didn’t know it was you! Are you alright?” Link cried hurriedly, taking her shoulders lightly.

“Uh…” Sora mumbled, still looking as she had when she had seen the blade almost pierce her neck.

“Don’t do this to me, Sora. You’ll be fine. C’mon.” Link led her to his bed and sat her down and got a bottle of Red Potion off his dresser. “Here, drink this. You’ll feel better.” Sora held the bottle in her hands and slowly put it up to her lips and drank while Link brushed her short, green hair behind her pointed ears. He thought she may be cold so he took off his long, green hat and put it on Sora’s head, revealing his own dirty-blonde hair.

“Wow! This stuff is amazing!”

“Better?”

“Yeah! I feel great! Wow!”

Link sighed a sigh of relief, “Oh good. You had me worried there.” Sora blushed, her big green eyes twinkling. “Sorry about that. Why were you coming though? And in the middle of this storm?” Link pointed outside to the rain that still hadn’t shown any mercy on the hapless Kokiri.

“Well…I…um”

“What? You what?”

Sora looked at the ground and slowly twirled her left foot, as if unsure how she could say what she had seen, “I…um…I-I saw Navi and I-“

“Navi!” interrupted Link, remembering that Navi was gone, “Where? Where’d you see her?”

“Well…um…she…uh…she ran into me when I was…um…headed back to…uh…my tree-house and I…uh…I heard her say something about someone named…um…what was it? Oh yeah! Someone named Venr,” Sora explained nervously.

“Did she say something about me?” Where’d she go?”

“Well…I-I think she was heading for the…uh…west exit to Hyrule Field.” Link just sat there taking it in, deep in thought. His blue eyes looked darker than usual to Sora but she had only known him for a fortnight. She was the first Kokiri the new Deku Tree had given life to and she was a lot like Link’s old friend, Saria, who was now the Forest Sage. Sora took off Link’s hat and set it beside her on the bed as she looked down at Link somewhat curiously. It felt like he was miles away but she knew he couldn’t be. Sora hadn’t known the Hero of Time that long but she had always known he would play a big role in her life. It was some sort of gut instinct one might say and she wasn’t sure of this feeling but she had no idea how true it was.

“Link?”

“Hmm? Oh, yeah. Well I guess I’m off then,” replied Link, as if he’d just woken up, while he walked back over to his dresser.

“What do you mean, you’re off?”

“I’ve got to go find Navi, don’t I? Now promise me you won’t tell anyone about what I’m about to show you.” Sora was getting very curious at this point and it was evident on her face.

“OK Link. I promise.” Link turned the dresser around and unlocked the secret drawer. He went over to his bed and picked up his old, brown haversack and went back over to the dresser. After he tied his sword’s sheath to his long, brown shoulder belt he placed his sword into it, slung the belt over his shoulder and fastened the buckle. Link shuffled around with the haversack until he undid the knot and was able to open it and he proceeded to put his equipment in it. Sora watched intently as he put in some Deku Sticks, Bombs, Bombchus, and took off his Goron Tunic and put that in as well as his deep-blue Zora Tunic. He then settled his Fairy Slingshot and a little pouch of Deku Seeds into the right side of his waist belt by his wallet and put his Fairy Boomerang on the left. Next, Link put in his two bottled Fairies, his bottle of Green Potion and the remainder of his bottle of Red Potion. Along with his Mask of Truth and Bunny Hood, the haversack was pretty much full, but Link managed to cram in his Lens of Truth, Fairy Ocarina and two Magic Beans.

“Where’d you get all that stuff?” Link locked the drawer and turned the dresser back around, “It’s a long, long story. I’ll tell you some other time but right now I can’t afford to wait much longer. Navi’s pretty fast when she wants to be.”

“Why the rush? Do you know something about this ‘Venr’ guy?”

“No, but I don’t think Navi’s coming back in a hurry and I have to find out so I can help.”

“Maybe she doesn’t need your help, though.”

“I don’t think so, Sora. There’s something totally wrong here and I intend to find out what it is,” Link picked up his hat, put it on and headed for the door, grabbing his Deku Shield on the way, ”Can you do me a favour?”

“What is it, Link?”

“Tell the Deku Tree. Tell him I’ll be fine and that I’ll be back as soon as possible.”

“But you can’t leave! Any Kokiri that leaves the forest will die! You can’t die!”

Link looked on towards the west exit somewhat hatefully, remembering past struggles, “I sometimes forget we haven’t known each other that long. It seems like we’ve been friends forever. I’m not a Kokiri, I’m a Hylian. That’s why my hair’s blonde instead of red or green and why my eyes are blue instead of green. I’ve been out there many times before.”

‘He seems so serious. So much…darker,’ thought Sora. Link looked up and glared at the sky. It was still raining.

“What are you doing?” But Link was concentrating too hard to hear her. It was still raining. “Link?” Link continued his look of disgust upon the skies. The rain slowed. “Link! Snap out of it!” The rain stopped.

“What is it Sora?” Link’s voice didn’t even sound like his own to Sora anymore. It seemed deeper, older, jaded. Sora only looked at him, in a slight state of shock. Link grinned impishly and blushed slightly, slinging his Deku Shield over his sword and hooking it onto the back of his shoulder belt. Sora walked over and stood beside him at the tree-house’s entrance balcony. Her hair was still wet from the storm that appeared to have been stopped by the same person she was standing beside. A fourteen year old Hylian named Link.

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