Category: Fan Fiction Friday

We left early in the morning for Mount Lanayru. Zelda had changed into a pure white dress, adorned with golden jewels. The attire made her look much older and I realized that soon, my little bird would no longer be a child. As we neared the trail up the mountain, I wrapped my cloak around the princess so she would not catch cold.  “Not much longer now,” I said, mounting my horse again and riding next to her. “I shall…

A year had passed since we laid my dear friend to rest. In that time, the Yiga Clan had risen to be a greater threat, and my concern for Zelda continued to grow. After much consideration, I chose to travel to Hyrule to pay a visit to old friends. I took the necessary precautions of preparing my soldiers for a potential attack in my absence. “Lady Urbosa, the troops are prepared. Our people will be safe,” Ateir, one of the…

My entire life moved like the shifting sands of my beloved Gerudo Desert; fiery in the day and icy in the night. I had become known for my possession of a great fury, but I like to think that I lived a peaceful life before the Calamity. Eventually, I came to know a ‘little bird’ and I grew to love her greatly. I believe this powerful feeling began with the love of my homeland and the people within it. My…

Three days had passed. After seeing the bond between Midna and the old Hero, Link decided he should further rest himself… for Storm’s sake; it’s what his companion would have wanted, and will want to know when he came back. Phantom had requested that Link go to Gerudo Town, the place of the people of his origins. Phantom felt an obligation to repay his people for all the terrible deeds Ganondorf and Ganon had done, and he saw aiding Link…

Link grew tired. Despite his former resistance to doing so, he now wished madly to pull over at a shrine or stable — or even beneath a tree — to find slumber. However, the will of Ganon’s phantom would not let him. Through some strange power, he was kept awake. But for how long this would last, he did not know. But what little he did know was that he needed to rest.  “I know not the extent of your…

“At last, Faron Woods,” Link announced in relief. “That was quite the lengthy trip.” “And you almost got us killed,” criticized Friend, Link’s mammothian companion of a horse.  “Link, you really should get some rest,” insisted Makar, soft toned. “You can’t go on like this for much longer.” “No, no…I can’t. Not until I have Storm back. I can’t afford to waste a single moment.” “If you try not to waste a moment,” Friend said, “you may very well end…

Though it had only been a matter of seconds, it felt like an eternity. Realizing that his horse was lost, Link entered into a frenzy of rage, attacking Guardians and Stalnox with his Ancient Arrows, which he saved for situations like this. As soon as he had slain the monsters, Link took to his Sheikah Slate and entered the coordinates of the Highland Stable. Then he wasted no time in rushing toward his goal. Climbing over the adjacent mountain and…

“‘A Royal Recipe’ has been registered to the Quest Compendium,” rang a feminine, electronic voice. It was accompanied by a slight series of vibrations. A fitting name, I suppose, thought the young — if you exclude one hundred years of slumber — Hylian. “No promises, but I’ll be sure to get those recipes to you as soon as I can.” “Are you sure? I mean, you do look like the type to handle himself, but I didn’t expect you’d actually…

“Hurry,” Aldwin said, turning and limping onward. He and Osmond burst out onto a wide street. Remains of an overturned cart were scattered about as the fires were beginning to spread into the area. A small well was near the center of the clearing, surrounded by a few homes. But what drew their attention was the gargantuan armored skeleton monster, pulling its sword back to strike. Aldwin mustered all the speed he had and lunged ahead. He reached out with…

“Zelda!” Daphnes shouted over the noise. “I’m here!” his wife called back. “I’m alright too,” the princess said from above. She had actually managed to grab hold of the ledge as the ground below had given way. “Get to Lady Impa, she can get us to safety with the soldiers.” Zelda heard her father, but she could see him. The man that had suddenly ambushed them. The man that had made her family look weak. “Father, I have a shot!…