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- Apr 16, 2010
Here's a story about an idea I've been playing around with for a while. It is kind of like the Percy Jackson series, in that it has most of the Zelda characters and some places, but it takes place in our modern Earth. Enjoy! I hope you like it and please tell me any mistakes I make:
Link Sullivan and the Odyssey of the Master Sword
This story is dedicated to kokirion for unknowingly getting me more active on ZD and sort of inspiring me to write again
1: Devastation, Destiny, and Double Cheeseburgers
I sat there playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time that morning with no clue of what I would be in the middle of the next day. I had gotten the game on my first birthday and had *played it ever since. I kept track of how many times I had beaten it.
I looked at the sheet of paper while Mido told me I needed a sword and shield to get to the Deku Tree. 386 times I had beaten it, and I was aiming for another before my birthday in a week.
"Come on, Link, you'll miss the bus!" my mom told me.
I forgot to mention my name is Link, and it is my real name. No lie, my parents were such big fans of Zelda that they named me after it's protagonist. I loved it, the name Link Sullivan just kind of flowed together. I didn't look much like Link, short brown hair with a little blond, I was much taller than the normal twelve year-old Link's and I had blue eyes like the ocean.
I picked up my backpack, and ran out the door towards the bus. I took a seat in the very back next to my best friend, Colin.
Me and Colin were just about the two coolest kids at our middle school, point guard and center on the basketball team, all the girls liked us, etc. Colin had short brown hair a lot like mine, and he was a little shorter than me. He was listening to our favorite song, "Teach Me How to Dougie" on his iPod. We rapped it all the way to school.
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Once we got to school, me and Colin went to our homeroom which was math. A few minutes into class, the phone rang.
"Mr. Sullivan, the principal would like to see you. Take someone with you if you would like to do so," our teacher, Mr. Newman, said.
I took Colin with me and walked down the hallway to the office. The principal rarely talked to students so I knew something was going on.
"Hello Link, I bring bad news, both of your parents have been killed by terrorist attacks. Specifically plane crashes into both of their workplaces."
I started crying, and felt stupid doing it in front of Colin, but then I noticed he was about to cry, too.
"This is there will," the principal said, and handed me a sheet of paper.
I read it to myself:
Link,
Although I cannot be there to tell you this, you must listen. This is your destiny! The people that will soon enough kill your father and I will come for you next. You must go to the Amazon, you'll know when you are at the right place. Your grandpa will take you there. Meet him outside of the school and follow his every direction. And remember that your father and I love you so much!
I folded it and shoved it in the pocket of my green Jordan shorts. Me and Colin just left the principal's office and went outside to my grandpa standing next to his black Hummer. I must mention my grandpa became rich after winning the jackpot on three lottery tickets at once. Some said he used magic, but that was ridiculous. He had his own private helicopter, and a huge mansion. He wore a light blue polo shirt, khaki pants, and black sunglasses. He was about my height, and had very few wrinkles and gray hairs considering he was 63 years old.
"I guess I must leave you to it," Colin said to me. He put his head down and turned around.
"No, you're coming with us," my grandpa said.
Colin slowly turned around with his eyes open wide.
We got in the car, and I double-checked for my phone, iPod, and wallet. They were all there.
My grandpa drove us to McDonald's to get some food before we left. I got three double cheeseburgers, fries, and a chocolate milkshake. I chowed it down like nothing, and finished about the same time as everyone else.
We got back in the car, and drove to my grandpa's house. He had me and Colin go put on some nicer clothes for the "presentation". I put on a green polo and khaki shorts, and Colin had the same thing but his polo was dark blue.
"I knew you would put on the green one," my grandpa said. I guess I did wear green a lot.
We walked around the large, white mansion, and looked at the big, black helicopter.
"Get to the choppa!" my grandpa joked. Colin and I laughed. We boarded the chopper, as we set off I realized my grandpa could fly pretty well.
There was two rows of two seats, me and Colin sat in the back two.*
My grandpa said it would be about six or seven hours and that we should get some sleep. So I rested my head back and did just that.
End of Chapter
Link Sullivan and the Odyssey of the Master Sword
This story is dedicated to kokirion for unknowingly getting me more active on ZD and sort of inspiring me to write again
1: Devastation, Destiny, and Double Cheeseburgers
I sat there playing The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time that morning with no clue of what I would be in the middle of the next day. I had gotten the game on my first birthday and had *played it ever since. I kept track of how many times I had beaten it.
I looked at the sheet of paper while Mido told me I needed a sword and shield to get to the Deku Tree. 386 times I had beaten it, and I was aiming for another before my birthday in a week.
"Come on, Link, you'll miss the bus!" my mom told me.
I forgot to mention my name is Link, and it is my real name. No lie, my parents were such big fans of Zelda that they named me after it's protagonist. I loved it, the name Link Sullivan just kind of flowed together. I didn't look much like Link, short brown hair with a little blond, I was much taller than the normal twelve year-old Link's and I had blue eyes like the ocean.
I picked up my backpack, and ran out the door towards the bus. I took a seat in the very back next to my best friend, Colin.
Me and Colin were just about the two coolest kids at our middle school, point guard and center on the basketball team, all the girls liked us, etc. Colin had short brown hair a lot like mine, and he was a little shorter than me. He was listening to our favorite song, "Teach Me How to Dougie" on his iPod. We rapped it all the way to school.
*****************
Once we got to school, me and Colin went to our homeroom which was math. A few minutes into class, the phone rang.
"Mr. Sullivan, the principal would like to see you. Take someone with you if you would like to do so," our teacher, Mr. Newman, said.
I took Colin with me and walked down the hallway to the office. The principal rarely talked to students so I knew something was going on.
"Hello Link, I bring bad news, both of your parents have been killed by terrorist attacks. Specifically plane crashes into both of their workplaces."
I started crying, and felt stupid doing it in front of Colin, but then I noticed he was about to cry, too.
"This is there will," the principal said, and handed me a sheet of paper.
I read it to myself:
Link,
Although I cannot be there to tell you this, you must listen. This is your destiny! The people that will soon enough kill your father and I will come for you next. You must go to the Amazon, you'll know when you are at the right place. Your grandpa will take you there. Meet him outside of the school and follow his every direction. And remember that your father and I love you so much!
I folded it and shoved it in the pocket of my green Jordan shorts. Me and Colin just left the principal's office and went outside to my grandpa standing next to his black Hummer. I must mention my grandpa became rich after winning the jackpot on three lottery tickets at once. Some said he used magic, but that was ridiculous. He had his own private helicopter, and a huge mansion. He wore a light blue polo shirt, khaki pants, and black sunglasses. He was about my height, and had very few wrinkles and gray hairs considering he was 63 years old.
"I guess I must leave you to it," Colin said to me. He put his head down and turned around.
"No, you're coming with us," my grandpa said.
Colin slowly turned around with his eyes open wide.
We got in the car, and I double-checked for my phone, iPod, and wallet. They were all there.
My grandpa drove us to McDonald's to get some food before we left. I got three double cheeseburgers, fries, and a chocolate milkshake. I chowed it down like nothing, and finished about the same time as everyone else.
We got back in the car, and drove to my grandpa's house. He had me and Colin go put on some nicer clothes for the "presentation". I put on a green polo and khaki shorts, and Colin had the same thing but his polo was dark blue.
"I knew you would put on the green one," my grandpa said. I guess I did wear green a lot.
We walked around the large, white mansion, and looked at the big, black helicopter.
"Get to the choppa!" my grandpa joked. Colin and I laughed. We boarded the chopper, as we set off I realized my grandpa could fly pretty well.
There was two rows of two seats, me and Colin sat in the back two.*
My grandpa said it would be about six or seven hours and that we should get some sleep. So I rested my head back and did just that.
End of Chapter
one of the first zelda-related fan-fics in the modern age.
. He's at school, a minute later he hears his parants are dead, yet another minute later his grandfather brings him to the amazon and 5 seconds later his best friend is leaving his parants to join 
