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Ocarina of Time (Chapter 4)
By Darth Chicken
Chapter 4
Saria played her ocarina as she listen to the spirits of the forest. When Link had left the other day the spirits became restless and Saria rushed to see what the problem was. She listen to what they had to say as they listen to her playful music. Their voices sounded like flutes as they spoke to her.
“Saaaarrrria, our dear Saria.”
“The earth is weakening do to man and there inventive ways.”
“Already creatures and plants are dying and disappearing.”
Saria could not believe what she was hearing it could not be true. The great Deku tree always protected the land of Hyrule, and no evil would ever be able to show its self. Or so she thought...
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A young girl of about ten years old sat brushing her hair on the balcony outside her room. She sighed. Today had been boring, mostly. Her father had brought in some diplomats from other lands, he said, and had done several other important things, but this meant little to her. Her long blond hair fell down around her waist as she got up and went inside, leaving the door open. The sunlight and the calm breeze made her want to take a nap, and she put down the brush and headed for the bed when she something made her stop. She shuddered despite the warm sun. Whatever was down there wasn't a good thing.
Slowly, she turned around, and was about to go back out on the balcony to investigate the voices she heard below at the front gate, but she was stopped when she heard her name from outside her door. Someone knocked.
"Zelda! Zelda, are you in there? Your father wants you to meet his new advisor, and I have to give you the lecture before you can go down and terrorize him, okay?" It was Impa, Zelda's nursemaid and trusted friend. Forgetting about the voices, she grinned and opened the door. "Oh, come on, I've heard it before, can't I just say it to save you the trouble?"
"Afraid not. I have my orders, Your Highness."
Zelda winced at being called by a royal title. "But if I say it, it'll only take a minute or two, instead of a couple of hours. Daddy wanted me down there sometime this year, right?"
Impa laughed. "All right, then, let's hear it."
Zelda scrunched up her face into the most serious look she could muster. "Zelda," she mimicked, "I want you to go downstairs to meet some weird important person that somehow means a lot to this kingdom of Hyrule, and I want you to be good and act like the wonderful little princess I just know you can be. This means a lot to me, so I want you to be on your best behavior, and after they leave I'll bribe you with something, I promise. Okay?" She dropped her look and replied to herself, "Okay, I'll be good, I promise."
Impa laughed again and picked up Zelda's crown and her traditional cloth she wore around her head. Zelda sighed, because as much as she hated wearing these things, she had yet to gain any ground on that argument. With Impa's help, she put them on, and headed down the stairs.
"So," she said to Impa, "Who is this guy, anyway?" Impa sighed and told her, "Your father's new advisor, and, if you want to know the truth, he's the Gerudo King. We're trying to make peace with them, so they'll stop robbing and attacking our towns. But I don't trust him. Maybe it's because he's a Gerudo, but to me, he just doesn't act right." She looked at Zelda. "I'll let you judge for yourself, but knowing you, you won't so much as look at him before you start thinking up ways to make him miserable, day and night." Zelda was astonished. "He's going to live here?" Apologetically, Impa told her, "Yes, I'm afraid so."
"Just great," Zelda muttered before stepping into the light of the meeting hall. She put on a fake smile, and said to her father, "Hi, Daddy!" She waved to him. Her father was waved back, and called her over. Impa, having done her job, left. She hated these meetings just as much as Zelda did. She preferred to wait in the courtyard, until she was supposed to come and get Zelda.
"So where is he?"
"In the other room over there, talking to someone. He'll be right out."
"Okay."
Her father looked at her and sighed. "Now, Zelda, I want you to be-"
"Behave, I know, I know."
As the door on the other end of the room started to open, Zelda felt the same sensation she had in her room only half an hour before. She shuddered and faked a pretty good sneeze. Her father fell for it immediately. "Is something wrong, honey? Do you feel okay?" Zelda was facing away from him, so she didn't see the person coming out of the room. "I feel a little sick, Daddy. Maybe I'm coming down with something." She wasn't lying by much, she truly felt nauseous and cold. He studied her. "You look a little pale. Why don't you take a nap, and meet him when you feel better?" Zelda managed a small smile. "Okay. Thanks." She hugged him and went straight out the door, before whoever this person was could get any closer.
She found Impa in the courtyard, like she usually was when Zelda decided to play sick. Impa smiled and shook her head. "You got out of it that fast?" Then she saw that Zelda really did look pale. "Hey, you really are sick, aren't you?" Zelda shook her head, then nodded. The truth was she didn't know if she was sick or not. Maybe she was losing her mind.
Zelda broke down, and told Impa everything. About her weird feelings when the man was at the front gate, she now knew it must have been him, and how sick she had felt upon nearly encountering him. She had always had dreams and visions, had always seen what most people couldn't. Dreams about lost items, or what the weather would be like, being able to tell if a person was lying to her or not, all sorts of things. But never anything as sure and strong as this. And never anything this evil.
Impa listened intently, and when Zelda finished, she sat back against the hard wooden bench and told her, "I knew he was bad news." Zelda just nodded. She looked pretty shaken up. "I'm going to have to meet him eventually, aren't I? I don't know if I can do that." She looked at Impa. "Please, don't tell Daddy. You know he won't believe me." Impa replied, "I know, but this guy is obviously up to no good. If he's trying to hurt you or your father, I have to."
And Impa and Zelda did talk to him. As she had predicted, it only made him angry. He and Zelda argued, they argued for a long time. Finally she went up to bed, feeling sad and defeated. In the next few weeks, Zelda began having dreams. This caused her to talk to her father again, and again they argued. One of her dreams was of clouds, lots of clouds, hovering over Hyrule. They were destroying it, ripping it apart, and she cried out in her sleep. But then a light shot through the clouds, pierced their darkness, and chased them out of sight. Just as Impa was shaking her awake, she made out a boy, about her age, with a fairy, and wearing green clothes. He was carrying a green, shining stone.
Impa was getting more concerned over the situation. It seemed no matter what they tried to tell the King, he wouldn't listen. In the following months, Zelda had more and more nightmares, and wouldn't go near the man, but made a habit of watching him through the courtyard window. Always watching and worrying. She acted differently around her father, but he took no notice. The guards now had to use Lord when addressing him, and he gained more and more power.
His name was Gannondorf, King of the Gerudo, and eventually some of the other Gerudo started visiting the castle. Most of them stole things, or tried to, and weren't very friendly, but a few seemed genuinely happy at the prospect of peace, and were nice to Zelda. She felt bad for them, because they didn't realize their king wanted anything but peace.
Zelda, only being ten, did not know how much longer she could keep this up. She had recurring dreams about the boy, and dreams about her father and the rest of her world being utterly destroyed. She had still not come face to face with Gannondorf, until she ran into him one day in the kitchen by accident. This caused her to nearly throw up, and she rushed off before he could say a word.
That night she had a new dream. She was She and Impa were riding on a white horse from their stables, away from a flaming castle, passing a boy, was it the one from her other dream? She had only her locket and the Ocarina of Time with her. She didn't have time to wonder what she was doing with that precious treasure before she saw herself throw it into the moat. Then Zelda watched herself ride out of sight. Another horse appeared.
Deadly black, and wearing armor, the horse reared up, and when he came back down, she could see the rider was Gannondorf. He asked the boy in a deadly whisper, barely audible above the raging storm..
"Where is she, boy? Which way did they go?"
The boy remained silent, but withdrew his sword, which was more like a big dagger, and held up his tiny wooden shield.
Gannondorf laughed, an evil, horrible laugh. His nostrils flared. "So, you think you can defeat me, with those puny toys?"
The boy held his ground.
"You know you can't protect her. No one can."
Still he didn't move or speak.
"Fine! You've got guts, you know, but you don't stand a chance against me."
He held out a gloved hand, which began to glow with an evil, purplish light.
The boy turned around and tried to run away, but the spell caught him in the midriff, and he landed flat on his back on the muddy ground. Gannondorf laughed again, and rode off without another word in the direction she had seen herself and Impa go. A white ball of light hovered around the boy's head, trying to help him, but before Zelda could see anymore, she was being shaken awake by Impa again. She told her about the dream, and finally she could take no more. She cried into Impa's shoulder until dawn.
Little did Zelda know it, but far across the land, in a small, uncharted forest, another boy, dressed in green clothes, had had the same nightmare as she.
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Link and Navi, finally found there way out of the Lost Woods. And without a sheild. Link studied the village as the came down the path from the tangled Lost Woods. Saria was running towards him, crying.
“Oh Link!”, she hugged Link nearly making him fall over, ”I don’t want the land to be covered in darkness!”
“Aaaaa Saria, um.. are you feeling ok?”
“The Deku tree!”, snapped Navi who was clearly getting annoyed with the amount of time it was taking to get to the Deku tree.
“Oh yea, right. Um.. Saria I’ll talk to you later”, and with that Link walked down the path and entered a small shop.
“Yes my I help you?”, said a very stout store keeper.
“Yes, I was wondering if you had any Deku shields left?”
“Here we are, young master, eight rupees please.”
“Here you are.”, Link nearly said in a daze he was intoxicated by the shield. It had an amazing pattern on its face that was as red as the setting sun.
Link left the shop, with a sword, a shield, and most important courage.
9/22/2003 10:16:47 AM
(Updated: 10/13/2003 10:25:59 AM)
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