The Legend of Zelda: The Forgotten Legend

Legend of Zelda: The Forgotten Legend
-By Forgotten_Sheikah
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Disclaimer: I, Forgotten_Sheikah, do not own Legend of Zelda. Any Legend of Zelda related items are respectfully owned by their respectful creators.

Author's Note: [READ] This story is a mixture of fictional writing created by my own imagination and some plot lines from; Ocarina of Time, Majora's Mask, Wind Waker & Twilight Princess. The plot and basic concept of this fanfiction was created by me; Forgotten_Sheikah.

Warnings: Sexual Situations [Lemons, Citrus etc..], Violence/Gore and Language. This fanfiction is rated M/NC-17 and is for mature readers only. Any one under the age of 17 and with the mental maturity of that of a 10 year old and younger please leave. Thank You.
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Forgotten_Sheikah Corner;

Hello and welcome to my very first Legend of Zelda fanfiction. I have truly been fascinated in the Legend of Zelda since 1998 and since then, have been drawing Doujinshi and Manga for it. I am now atttempting an original fanfiction that is for mature readers. I have noticed no one has used this idea yet so I quickly used it. I based it off the Twilight Princess trailor; Link is seen dressed as a stable hand and it came to me. I am making Link silent yet not completely mute.

In all the games we do not hear him talk but makes noises when he fights. Link actullay does talk in the games but we do not hear [or see it] it because we are controlling him and the characters just answer questions you would have asked. This is a Zelda x Link pairing and I am truly excited to write the many lemons that are going to pop in when Zelda is found. This fanfiction is also on Fanfiction.Net where I posted it as well. Anyways, I hope you enjoy the story and will like it enough to Review. I am looking forward to your comments;

-Forgotten_Sheikah
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Chapter One
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A soft breeze blew across a large field, the lush green grass gently folding forward to the ground underneath the feathery pressure of the wind. Large beasts similar to bison ate the grass with zeal, their shaggy brown fur trailing behind them as they walked to and fro to gather their delicious meal. In the midst of this field lay a figure clad in a white shirt with a leather piece covering one shoulder. The buckle of the leather assemble was worn and tied around a lean, muscled chest of the figure. The loose shirt ruffled a bit when another gust of wind blew from the North, making strands of fine blond hair whip softly across a high cheek bone. Long ears, pointed at the ends, twitched at the sounds of the nearby herd of Auroch's growling and munching, their mouths ajar to only close again to chew the grass. Turning on his side, the boy placed his hands comfortably underneath his head, his body splayed out on the ground in a comfortable position.

A tiny smile of contentment pulled on his firm lips while the boy continued to lightly nap and ignore his chore of keeping an eye on the Auroch herd.

"Link! Link!" A small voice yelled.

A beautiful blue eye cracked open reluctantly at the sound intruding his mid-day relaxtion. Wincing due to the direct sunlight glaring into his eye, the boy frowned and sat up from the grass padded ground, yawning slightly. Looking to find the bearer of the voice, he watched a tiny figure running towards him from a distance, their golden hair trailing behind them. Smiling a bit despite himself, he propped his arms on his knees and waited for the tiny girl to make her way in front of him.

A little girl of no more then eight years soon stood before the handsome young male, her own blue eyes sparkling with delight.

"Good morning, big brother! Were you sleeping?" The little girl questioned curiously, her own pair of sapphire eyes large with excitement.

The boy raised a dark brow and glanced at the girl. Looking at the herd that stood still and continued to eat, he shrugged. The little girl stepped forward to the older boy, apparently intending to express her innocent opinion. Turning her gaze to the Auroch herd, she pouted and cast the elder boy a stern glance.

"So what are you going to do when Mr. Kuroso finds out you were sleeping on the job, Link? He will get mad at you and you wont get your rupees!" Seeing her brother's innocent facade, the girl scowled. "Don't look at me like that! You really need those rupees, Link, if you wish to buy your sword and sheild to attend Orca's defense classes this year!"

Link shrugged again and smiled silently at his little [and only] sister. Taking the smile as an invitation, the girl sat down beside him, staring out across the seemingly endless fields of grass and random flowers. Her brother didn't talk often; infact it was rare to hear his voice. Why? She did not know. Link's face and eyes were expressive enough, however, for his many friends and family to understand his unhearable speech. Playing with her two blond pig tails, the tiny girl smiled energetically at the reminder of her task. Turning to her older brother who merely gave a questioning look by cocking a black brow, the girl jumped up from the ground and continued to do so exuberantely.

"Link do you know what day it is? Do you!" she demanded with addictive enthusiasm.

Link blinked and shook his head 'no'. The girl giggled and hugged her older brother. "Link, how silly of you! How could you possibly forget?" Waiting for him to miraciously remember, the girl rolled her eyes and announced gaily, "Today is your sixteenth birthday! Today is the marking of your training with Orca!"

Link blinked in surprise. Today was his birthday? Frowning, the elf calculated the Hylian calendar mentally and found it was indeed his birthday. Smiling at his sister, he stood and stretched.

Stopping her running of circles around her brother, the child looked embaressed at her forgetfulness and smiled at the curious appearing Link. "I just remembered Grandma sent me here to bring you to the village! She has a surprise for you Link!" The girl gushed out excitedly.

Skipping along her quiet, smiling brother the girl hummed an age old song of her village. "I can't believe it Link! You're sixteen! That means...you're...old now."

The girl heard her brother laugh at that, his beautiful face pulled into a stunning smile.

Sighing, the girl pouted. "I can't wait 'till I'm sixteen! I'll be the best warrior around! Everyone will know my name! They will fear me; the Great Aryll!" she stated confidently.

Link rose a brow at his sister, his look saying 'I-bet-so'. Aryll smiled at Link, her small white teeth bright. "Big brother, why is it all of the boys in our village train to be warriors? Grandma says that the days of war have been done and gone for many centuries now. Yet we still have the boys learn to play with swords and arrows." Aryll frowned. "I'll never get to have a sword or target with arrows. I'm a girl which means I have to learn all those boring legends, stories and songs on our ancestor's harp to play."

Link smiled at Aryll, his blue eyes sparkling with laughter. Aryll hummed a bit. Turning to her brother thus stopping his swift stride, Aryll cast a pleading look. "Link I have to tell the story of Hyrule tonight at your ceremnoy...can I tell you it now as a practice? I'm really nervous."

Nodding, Link sat down on a forgotten, lone log. He then cast an encouraging smile at the girl and waited for her to begin. Aryll cleared her throat by coughing, a bit nervous even though it was only Link there. Straightening her dress, she wiped her hands on the apron tied at her front. Her dress was a simple color of dyed blue and her apron that tied at her tiny waist had small, intricate designs sewn onto its white front. The symbol of the Hylian people, three triangles, had been malticiously placed onto the article of clothing. The Three Goddesses were also sewn on top and were dyed green, red and blue for their appropiate colors. They were the sign of Aryll's heritage.

Link smiled, his gaze softening in memory. He remembered watching their Grandma sew the apron and dress for months for little Aryll. Aryll had other dresses and aprons but she preferred the blue one. She insisted it matched her eyes perfectly; which it did.

Raising her small hands as if to calm down a loud crowd, Aryll smiled confidently. "Long long ago, as the Legends say, there lived a Royal Family of the Hylian people. The Royal family lived in a beautiful palace of the Gods known as Hyrule Castle. Hyrule Castle was the castle of all of Hyrule and was the place where the magical artifact given to the Hylian's by the three Goddesses; Nayru, Farore and Din, was kept to keep safe.

This object was known as the Triforce. The Triforce was passed down to the daughter of the King. The princess was known for her powers in magic and her beauty. Hyrule remained peaceful and prospered while the Princess kept the Triforce and the Sacred Seal safe from evil's hands. However, one day a shadow fell across the Land. An evil man ladden with greed rose from the depths of the ancient lands of evil and took a part of the Triforce; the force of power.

He was eager to take all of the pieces and soon captured the Princess who held the piece of wisdom. The last piece, the force of Courage, however was impossible to find. The man tore apart Hyrule with his evil and many tragities took place. Just as the people thought that all was lost, a boy came out of no where. He bore the Triforce of Courage for his bravery knew no bounds. Clad in green and bearing a magical sword, the boy and the evil fought. The boy defeated the evil but suddenly, the Goddesses had had enough of the destruction and fighting. They banished the Hero of Time, the evil man and the Royal Family. Intending to rid of anything that was of high significance to the war, the Goddesses then destroyed Hyrule Castle and its lands. They cast the people of Hyrule across the world, leaving them to forget the past of their ancestors. The Triforce was sealed away for good by the Goddesses who hoped to stop all the fighting and evil in Hyrule. The Hero unfortunately disappeared with the evil. However, Hyrule was finally at peace and the Triforce was forgotten. Harmony was finally restored to the lands."

Stopping, Aryll turned to face her reserved brother. Her grin blossoming, she demanded, "Was I good?"

Link nodded stiffly, his blue eyes downcast. Frowning in dissapointment, Aryll glanced at her solemn looking brother. Stepping forward, she placed her hand on his arm. "Are you okay? You always seem to go some where else when someone tells that story, big brother. Do you not like the Legend? Did I say it wrong?" she asked in confusion, her blue eyes showing her concern.

Link stared into his sister's tiny face. Her large blue eyes, blond hair and little pointed ears gave her the look of all his people. All Hylian elves were blond, blue eyed and attractive. Lean and perfectly porportioned, Hylian elves had specail abilities in potion making, magic and psychic powers. Sighing, Link smiled grimly and shook his head. How could he possibly tell little Aryll of his own confusion over his distrubance of what was only a myth among their people? How could he explain the disturbing mixture of fear and longing he experienced when he heard of the princess and the Triforce? What about the anger and fright when the mention of the evil that stirred within him? Bowing his head, Link sighed. It was bad enough he did not talk a lot and with the insecurity of his feelings plus his ignorance of speech, it was impossible to explain to his sister of his thoughts and much less, his feelings.

Standing up, he began to walk, intending to try and drown out the questions dwelling in his mind. Yet the questions continued to pester him, as if they too wished to be answered. His brow furrowed, the boy contemplated his own reaction to the story. For some reason, every time the princess was mentioned, Link felt a tremendous rush of feelings. Sadness, hope, desolution and even warmth. It was odd.

But where as the princess was named when the evil was spoken of...

Link shuddered. The mentioning of that shadow of darkness made his skin crawl, his body suddenly go cold and the urge to find a weapon a desirable longing. Glancing at his hands, he tightened the leather bindings over them, trying to distract himself. Why did he feel like this every time the story was told? And why did he feel this peculiar longing?

"Big brother come on!" Aryll called from the other side of the field. She had apparently ran ahead of her brother who had walked slowly during his pondering.

Glancing up, the boy ran forward, sprinting to his sister. Aryll giggled, clapping her hands.

"I'll race you to the village, Link! Whoever gets to the hut first gets out of feeding the pigs tonight!" she called from behind her back as she continued to run.

Smirking at the childish fun, Link easily caught up to his sister, his lithe, elegant frame light due to its size. Running beside the giggling girl, Link suddenly froze, his legs stopping their flight. The feeling of dread forced itself within his stiffened body, giving him a sense something wasn't right. Looking up and seeing Aryll running ahead, Link swore under his breath and ran as fast as his long legs could take him. He had to catch up to Aryll. He needed to stop her from going to the village. Something was not right! Trying to catch up to his giggling sister, he climbed the hill that over looked his village, breathing heavily through his nose as the over whelming fear overtook him. Finally climbing the large hill, Link almost tripped when he saw it.

The huts of his village set in the fields and forest of Hyrule burnt to the ground, smoke rising from the ashes. Many bodies lay on the ground; either dead or in the midst of dieing. Stunned, his blue eyes wide with horror and shock, he stood there as if frozen in time. Hearing the shrill screams of his fellow villagers, Link panicked when he remembered Aryll and his Grandma. Running into the village turned battle field, the boy felt his heart stop when he heard Aryll scream.

"Aryll!" he yelled in response, hoping his rarely used voice would calm his lost sister.

Pushing his legs and body to their extreme, the boy slid to a stop when he was met with a gruesome sight. A large army of monsters were carrying off all the women and children, their beady eyes inspecting the elves heads as they pulled back their hair. Cursing, Link hid behind a tree and watched, trying to figure out how he could save the survivors of his village. The monsters were disgusting. They had a body of a man but the skin was colored a purpulish-brown. They wore tiny orange pants and had odd tatooes in blue gouged in the flesh of their barrel chests. Their heads were that of a pig, their odd nose pierced with a golden hoop. Link stared at the weird creature's blood soaked weapons; malets, swords and spears dripping with the red blood of his people. Tears gathering in his eyes, Link clenched his hands tightly. His body shaking with his fury, he looked around at the bodies of his people in search of a weapon.

Looking around the area desperately, he noticed a sword stuck in the mud, its hilt calling for his grasp. Glancing at the creatures and seeing them starting to organise the terrified women and children all the while growling at each other in a form of dialect only they could converse to eachother, Link grasped the leather-covered hilt and quickly pulled the sword from the thick mud. Turning to the monsters and twisting the sword in his hand, Link let out a battle cry and jumped at the creatures.

"Heeeyaa!" he screamed as he sliced the sword into the thick, fat belly of a nearby pig.

Squeals and howls sounded off at the sudden attack by the furious elven boy. Seeing a spear coming his way, Link back flipped and landed on his feet gracefully, his blood stained sword raised to his face.

Snorting and squeals deafened the boy as he fought off the monster's weapons.

"Link! Link!"

'Aryll!' His mind screamed in response to the tiny voice.

Turning to his sister, he saw her pushed into a wooden cart filled with the captives. Growling, Link began to run to the cart that was guarded by some more snarling pig monsters. Fighting his way desperately, Link stiffened when he heard a booming cry that resembled the sound of an eagle's shriek. Looking up, the boy stumbled when he saw a huge bird the size of a guard tower clasp the cart of women and children in its golden claw. The wooden cart groaned under the pressure of the claw, the bars straining from the force of the bird's grasp. Link stood in shock, watching the huge bird pick the cart up and begin flying away with the screaming women and children.

Running forward, Link focused on the sight of his little sister at the back of the cart, her tears dropping to the ground bellow.

"Link! Link!" she screamed in terror, calling for her brother to save her despite the knowledge the rescue she wished for was impossible.

"Aryll!" he screamed, his hand reaching out to the tiny hand escaping through the bars, as if trying to grab his sister's hand and pull her into the safety of his arms.

"Big brother! Watch out!" Aryll screamed, pointing behind him.

Sliding to a stop, he turned to meet the attack but found himself attacked from the front as well. Fighting vainly with the sword, Link screamed in pain when he felt a spear slice its way through his unarmored shoulder. Falling to the ground and sinking in the mud, the boy stiffened when the beasts surrounded him, laughing and snorting maliciously. Suddenly, Link felt a huge splitting crash on the back of his head, the blow caused by the blunt end of a sword. Hearing the snarls and growls of the monsters, he slumper into the muddy ground, his mind blanking out. His vision fading, the boy watched the cart and his sister fly away in the bird's claw until he finally lost consciousness.

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"Link? Link..." a crackly voice, sounding so far away, called to him.

Groaning, blue eyes opened reluctantly to met the sad pair of eyes belonging to an older woman. Blinking, the boy swiftly rose from the ground only to regret it. Hissing between his clenched teeth, Link grasped the back of his head. Feeling something sticky and warm slide over his fingers, the boy drew back his hand to see blood sliding down his hand, the red liquid dark and warm. His face paling, he looked at the elder woman at his side, noticing the concern in her worn, gentle face.

Clasping, his shoulder, Link glanced around him, shocked. His village; his home of sixteen years was destroyed. Aryll and all the people he knew were gone. They were either captured or dead. Bowing his forward to hide the grief he felt, the boy gripped his injured shoulder tightly, ignoring the burning pain he felt from his own strong grasp.

The elder woman watched the boy's oddly calm body tense when she moved towards him. "Link are you alright? O my poor, sweet Link! I saw everything....O...Aryll...Aryll!" The little woman moaned, her wrinkled face wrinkling more with her frown.

Link watched his Grandmother cry, feeling useless as his only present family member wept. Forcing himself from the ground, he pulled his only living relative other then Aryll into his arms and hugged her. Gently, Link pushed his Grandmother away from him, his blue eyes searching her old, blue ones.

"What happened." he demanded in his soft voice.

He watched his Grandma wring her hands together nervously. "I was readying our hut for your party to celebrate your birthday, my dear Link, when I heard yelling and screaming. I looked out to see Orca and his students rush to defend the village but those...those...beasts slew them in one hit! It was horrible! They grabbed all the young women and children and pulled their hair back. They seemed to be looking at our ears, Link. What is it about our ears? Why did these monsters come here and do this? Is this not the time of peace?" The elder woman sobbed, her tears trickling down her worn face.

Nodding, Link stood shakily, looking around the desolate place. Softly pushing his Grandmother to tell her to follow him, Link saw the smoking remains of his home. His jaw clenching, he stared at the black-charred structure. Stepping through the pile of bodies, debree and pot holes filled with mud, he stopped infront of the broken steps of his home. Staring at it, a rush of savage hatred welled up with in the boy, his blue eyes darkening to a navy color in their anger.

"He-Help me..." a voice croaked, interrupting the tense moment.

Glancing at his confused Grandmother, Link looked around. Who was calling for help? Hearing a groan and then a rather terrible gurgling sound of someone choking on their own blood, Link saw a broken form shuddering underneath a large piece of what had been a roof. Hurrying forward, Link pushed the heavy wood off of the shaking form of an old man, ignoring the pain on his injured shoulder due to the movement. Dark eyes looked up into his own, the man's old face stained with blood and scratched.

"Li-Link...?" The man whispered, relief apparent in his voice.

Link's Grandmother stepped forward and gasped. "Orca! You are alright! I thought that you had fallen..." she trailed off uncertainly.

Orca smiled grimly. "It is saddening to know the old have survived whilst where the young have not. How cruel Fate is to its puppets."

Link's Grandmother frowned at her silent grandson. Kneeling beside Link and Orca, she felt tears gather in her old eyes. "Why did this happen, Orca? Why did those beasts attack us? What is happening to the times of peace and prosperity?"

Orca stared into the sky, his breathing shallow. "I-I do not know. But to say I did not expect this, I would be lieing. I have felt an ominous aura enter Hyrule for a long time. At first I thought it was nothing but my imagination until I noticed the dark shadow falling over our world." Pausing he stared into the old woman's eyes.

"The Legend...of our people...is being re-inacted. The shadow that tore this land apart many centuries ago has some how risen from the depths of its imprisonment to rule over Hyrule once more." he whispered.

Link felt his gut twist and his hand started shaking. That feeling. The feeling of familarity...why was this happening now? Nodding, Link listened, sweatdotting his smooth forehead as he tried to restrain the shaking of his body.

Orca continued, oblivios to the distress he was placing on the youngest of the trio with his explaination. "The Hero of Time is the only one who can save us but it is said in the Legend he dissapeared; the Goddesses sending him far away from this world." The elder sighed. "Without the Hero and the sword of evil's bane...we are doomed."

Orca paused to cough again.

Gasping, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, the old man forced himself to continue in his soft, whispery voice. "Our world has come to an end. The evil will spread across the world, polluting all in its path with its potent destruction. Goron, Fairy, Korok, Kokiri, Zora or even Elf...it will not matter. Nothing and no one will be spared." Orca's eyes hardened. "This evil is a disease and will be caught by every one. Except...this time...there is no cure."

Link clenched his teeth, his eyes tearing up. His hand's hold on his shoulder intensified as he tried to cease the odd sensations prickling in the back of his head and the sudden violent pain in his body.

Link's Grandmother looked at her grand son, her face concerned. "Link....what is wrong? Please tell Grandma what is wrong!"

Link growled, his eyes tightly shutting. The pain...the horrible, flashing pain in his mind! Orca watched the boy struggling with himself, awed. His wise old eyes narrowing, Orca frowned. Could it be? Using his psychic powers, Orca gasped at the golden light shinning in Link's soul.

'Can it be....that Link is...? No..it couldn't. But yet...this is impossible.' Watching the boy pant from the pain his soul and body were under, Orca's wise face lost its grim look to be replaced by one of hope. 'He is the one. The one who can save us all. He may be a boy...but wasn't the Hero just a boy as well?'

"Link."

Link shivered as the sweat pooled down his back. The light in his mind was spreading, its hot warmth making him gasp under its heat. Bringing his sapphire eyes to the old black pair of Orca's, he nodded stiffly at the old man to show he acknowledged him.

"Link....You are the only left and capable to stop the evil. Only an elf of Hyrule can draw out the Master sword." Orca waited for Link to absorb this. "Link....go. Go on the journey to save our people and Hyrule. Do the quests that is required to enter the chamber where dwells the Master Sword of evil's bane. You are strong. I sense it in your spirit." Gasping, Orca coughed weakly.

Looking into those beautiful blue eyes set in that stunningly handsome face, Orca whispered. "You are the only one who can defeat this evil and save us all. Please Link. Rise now as a Hero; Hryule's Hero."

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Forgotten_Sheikah: Yes, I'm sorry to cut it off there. But a cliff hanger is always good or is it not? I will probably have the other chapter up later today. For all of you curious, I did indeed mix together all my favorite Legend of Zelda games and put them together into this story. The following characters will appear in this story;

-Link
-Zelda
-Sheik
-Nazi
-Royal Famiy [Daphnes, Impa etc..]
-Sheikah People
-Deku Tree, Jabun etc..
-Farore, Din, Nayru
-Epona
-Dark Link
-Ganondorf
-Nabooru
-Tingle [I just love him...]
-A few of the bosses from WW, OOT, MM

There's a lot more but until then, I'll just leave it at that. I am considering pairing Sheik and Link together on the journey. I wont tell you the ending but Link will get a nasty surprise when he finds out who Sheik is of course. That is it for this chapter. Review and Thank You for reading.