All right, everyone, there's been a change of plans. I'll only post three chapters in this spot so it doesn't get ridiculously long. Then I'll post three in the next spot I post a chapter, and I'll do that until the end of the story.
As Chapter II is a different color than Chapter I is, you should be able to tell it's from a different perspective. This time, it's Zelda's. Enjoy!
Chapter I
Link
As I walked out of the treehouse in which I lived, I was in a state of shock. Somewhere, some part of my brain told me I had to leave the forest, that the Kokiri would lynch me if they found out that I had killed a fairy, that it didn’t matter if it was an accident. I couldn’t go to anyone for comforting words or help, though. What would I do? Killing a fairy was the worst thing a Kokiri could ever do, and I couldn’t get anyone to help me! Saria would never return to the forest. The Great Deku Tree was dead. It occurred to me to use the ocarina to speak to Saria, but I didn’t have it anymore, having given it up to Zelda.
Zelda!
Rushing back into my house, I donned my boots, belt, and bandolier. I placed the mysterious fairy’s limp body into the pouch in which my ocarina had rested and sealed it. Strapping my shield onto my right arm, I picked up and sheathed the Kokiri Sword. Then I left the house again.
There was a Kokiri boy coming up the ladder leading to my house, probably to greet me as usual. I leaped over him, crouching silently on the ground when I landed. I didn’t have time to stop and enjoy the beauty of the forest; instead, I charged at the girl blocking the way out of the forest, then dodged around her and ran out into Hyrule Field.
Running across Hyrule Field, I avoided monsters, not having time to fight. I entered Market town a short while later. Hurtling through the town, I reached and walked up the path to Hyrule Castle, ignoring everyone who shouted at me for bumping in to them or whatever ridiculous complaints they had.
Once at Hyrule Castle’s gate, I decided to take the short way through. I hurried up to the guard outside the gate. “I need to speak to the Princess. Now!”
He began laughing, then he stopped. “Hey, I remember you! You’re that kid who wanted to be let in a few months ago! Well, kid, the answer’s still no!”
He didn’t understand my vital need to see her. I took the easy was through and knocked him out with the flat of my sword, remembering, with a sick feeling, the fairy in my ocarina pouch that I had killed the same way…
I quickly scaled the gate and dropped down to the other side. Then, after deciding against stealth (I didn’t have time! I had to talk to Zelda now!), I threw caution to the winds and simply ran through the outer courtyard. The guards saw me, and tried to catch me, but I was too fast and agile. Dodging around a guard, I encountered another and took a swipe at him, again getting that sick feeling…
In the end, I was surrounded by guards on all sides. There was only one way out of this—I couldn’t fly, after all! I performed a Spin Attack. The sword caught one of the men in the chest. I saw a spurt of blood, but also an opportunity—the man collapsed, leaving me an opening. Without a second thought, I took it and sprinted for the brick wall that I had climbed on a day that seemed so very, very long ago…
I felt hands touch my shoulder and immediately shook them off. Then I whirled around with my sword out, now feeling nauseated at all the bloodshed I was causing. There was a flash of silver and a splash of red, and another body lay on the ground. I felt tears in my eyes, because of what I had become: a murderer.
I felt more hands on me, and rolled to get them off. I did not want to kill anymore. The roll slowed me down, though. A guard leaped on me, pushing me to the ground. I was relieved of my sword. The guards dragged me to the dungeons and threw me in roughly.
“We’ll be back,” hissed one, who was missing several teeth. “And the princess will be with us. We’ll see what she has to say to you!”
With that, they left, leaving me to my frenzied, troubled thoughts.
Chapter II
Zelda
I was interrupted in the vigorous action of staring out the window by a pounding at the door of my room. I glanced at it, then called, “Come in.”
A couple of sweaty soldiers that looked as if they’d just been fighting entered my room. “Your Highness,” one gasped. “There is a boy…we have captured a boy that asks to speak with you…he has killed two soldiers. We thought it best if you see what he wants before we execute him…”
I pondered this for a moment, then ordered, “Take me to him.”
We made our way down to the dungeons, and I was wondering who this boy was and what he could possibly want from me. I wrinkled my nose at the smell of the dank and moldy dungeon before we even entered it. The soldiers led me farther and farther in until it seemed I could go no further without gagging. There they stopped, and indicated a cell. I turned towards it and received the shock of my life.
Link was sitting in the cell!
“All right, kid,” spat the guard. “Whaddya want?”
Link ignored him and surged to the front of the cell. “Zelda! Oh, Zelda! I need to use the Ocarina of Time! And I really, really need to talk to you as well!”
“Who are you?” I asked, drawing myself up haughtily. He looked hopeless, and retreated.
“Zelda! You know me!” He didn’t sound very sure of himself, though. “It’s me, Link!”
“I have no idea who you are,” I exclaimed, winking at him. I had to fight to keep the smile off my face. He looked as though he were doing the same. I turned to the soldiers. “Have this boy executed at dawn tomorrow, in the center of Market Town so that everyone can watch. I want nothing more to do with him.”
With that, I turned and strode out of the dungeons.
Dusk fell. It was time for me to go see Link again. I slipped out of my dress and changed into a formal black one that I thought I’d never wear. Guess these things can come in handy after all, I thought. I just wished I had something besides dresses to wear. I opened my door silently and looked around. There was no one in the corridor, so I exited my room and shut the door again.
Thankfully, I didn’t meet anyone on the way down to the dungeons. There was a minor problem, however: there was still a guard at Link’s cell. I solved this problem by hurling a loose brick at his head. He collapsed, clutching at his neck instead. (I had terrible aim.)
“Zelda?” Link’s whispering voice came from the shadows.
“Yeah,” I murmured. “Link, we have to get you out of here! I ordered you killed!”
“Yeah…I noticed that…but we need my sword still.”
I bent down to speak to the guard. “Where is this boy’s sword?” I asked harshly.
His response was to cough up a little blood. “Oh, man, don’t make me use magic on you…” I muttered. He began vomiting.
I hurriedly began casting a spell, but was interrupted. “Zelda,” Link murmured. “Pour this down his throat.” And he offered me a bottle of thick red liquid.
“What is it?”
“Potion. It’ll heal him. Get it down his throat!”
I waited for a lapse in the vomit, then swiftly poured the potion into his mouth and pulled propped his head and upper body at a slant. He swallowed, and started talking.
“Sword…in armory…” he gasped.
“And give me the keys,” I ordered.
He handed me the key to Link’s cell and I opened it. Link exited the cell with a relieved look on his face, and embraced me. We exchanged a few words of greeting and hurried off to the armory.
When we reached it, he opened the door and strode inside. And there was his sword, just lying on the ground as if it had been tossed in without thought. He scooped it up and sheathed it again.
“Zelda, I need to use the Ocarina of Time to talk to my friend Saria. I’ve killed a fairy, Zelda. I need help. And I need to talk to you about something as well. But the ocarina is the most important thing right now. Where is it?”
“It…it was stolen from me.”
“By who?”
“A sorcerer named Vaati. He announced himself to me before knocking me out and taking it. He said he was gonna use it to revive Ganondorf!”
“What? Ridiculous!”
“No, Hero,” came the unmistakable voice of the Gerudo King. “Not ridiculous. For he stands here before you!”
And then he appeared. I screamed, but Link immediately leaped into action. Literally leaped. He jumped aside and pushed me away as Ganondorf tried to slice me in half with his sword. Then the hero leaped rolled forward and stabbed Ganon through the heart.
The evil man looked down at the sword sticking out of his chest. Then he took one last choking breath and collapsed as Link wrenched the sword out from between his ribs.
“Come on, Zelda!” he shouted, as the sound of boots running reached our ears. And together we ran for the castle gate…
All right, I'm tired of waiting. I'm adding the next chapter. Read it, everyone! I know it's short, but it's mainly to introduce the third person whose perspective this story is told. So...
Chapter III
Vaati
Ganondorf! That useless b@stard! How could he have gotten himself killed by a mere kid?!? Stupid idiot!
I stormed back and forth across the room. Now, you have to understand that when I say stormed, I don’t mean “stomped”. I mean STORMED! Lightning crackled outside, and hurricane force winds blew bricks from the outer wall of my room across the room, to be pulverized against the opposite wall. It was a tribute to my power that even in my anger, I managed to stop any objects from hitting me. Still, you didn’t want to me in the same room with me when I was angry. Annoyed, sure. Mildly pissed off was also fine. But my anger was something to watch out for.
The Skull Kid telepathically contacted me. <Calm down!> he snapped. <Calm down and meet me in the main chamber. We need to call our forces together for a little meeting.>
I pondered this for a few seconds. Then I stopped the raging storm and exited my room, responding, <I’m on my way.>