Nagori, Saimon and Senkyoku - A Wind Waker TaleBy achitka
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Chapter 1: Prologue: Link Who?
Zelda wound down the path as she followed the sounds of the gentle melody that drew her even further into the garden. The music was soft and tentative, as if the player was unsure of the next note. It lilted through the trees and made her ever more curious as to its source and as quietly as itbegan, it stopped and so did she.
The cool night breeze blew gently past her and she wished she'd grabbed her robe, a shawl, or something. She rubbed her arms to warm them and she looked around at where she ended up. Though she was sure she'd never been here in her life, she knew this place. Confused, she frowned and meandered further down the path.
"Hey!" a man's voice called out in disbelief behind her.
Startled she turned around to see who had spoken, but there was no one there, just the trees. Her nervousness heightened when from the other side she heard, "Is it really you?" the voice continued, "Are you there?"
There was a very audible sigh and the voice said, "Well, even if you are just a figment of my imagination, it's the best I've had in weeks." More silence.
Puzzled now, Zelda realized she knew that voice and there was something else about it...him, but her memory of it was clouded. It irritated her that she could not figure out why just the sound of it, made her feel intense anger. A familiar face popped into her head that she almost recognized. The answer was so tantalizingly close, she could see it, but she could not quite figure it out. Her frustration built and the garden that seemed so familiar to her before, began to close in around her.
She wanted to run, but the path that led her here was gone. Zelda squashed her panic and forced herself to stay put. As she fought the urge to dash into the woods, the melody began again. It jarred at her senses and sounded almost as disjointed as her fragmented memories. Even stranger, she now was able to put a name to that voice, Link, the music stopped. She looked around she did not realize she'd spoken aloud.
The Princess stood there at the base of the hill and looked at the trees. They looked like normal trees, but some part of her kept repeating they were not supposed to be there. Something was missing. This made no sense, of course there were trees in the forest...right? It was late and Zelda thought that maybe she should head back when the music started up again but this time it sounded note perfect. She closed her eyes when brilliant light surrounded her for a moment. When Zelda opened them, she was amazed. The scenery all around her had altered dramatically.
Night turned to day and the garden now held a small reflecting pond. Near its edge sat a young man wearing a style of clothing she'd only seen on the statue in the great hall of the castle. He played an ocarina, which resonated the sounds of quiet spring morning. She was struck by how carefree he looked as he played. He was dusty and had the look of someone who had traveled a great distance. His sword and shield were propped nearby within easy reach.
It was in this moment Zelda realized, this must be Link. The intense anger flared again and the Princess wondered why she would be this angry with this person she was quite sure she'd never met. She fought down her anger and watched him as he played. Oblivious to everything around him, he continued to play the poignant, sweet song that had drawn her out of her bed.
She listened for a while and enjoyed the beauty and warmth of the morning sun when there came from somewhere nearby, an answering refrain. Zelds scanned the trees around them for the source, but could not find one. It sound as if it were coming from everywhere and nowhere all at once. As the new music wove itself into the other, the harmonies intertwined with that strange descant, which almost perfectly echoed the anger she first felt when she had heard his voice.
Even now, her irritation for this person made no sense to her. Zelda was beginning to feel very annoyed, so much so, that she hadn't even noticed that he had stopped playing and the only music that could be heard now came from the angry sounds of the harmony. She looked toward him again and was a little startled as he stared directly at her. No movement at all; as if he expected her to turn into something unnatural. It left her more than a little unnerved.
"What are you staring at?" Zelda asked irritated. As soon as she spoke, the harmony stopped. She tensed up as she looked around nervously, half-expecting something to jump out at her. The young man looked around warily as well, as if he anticipated the same, but when he looked back; she was greeted by a look of complete surprise. He shook his head a little, looked at her and smiled. Something in that expression made her heart skip a beat and she noted he looked at her with a familiarity that chased away what remained of the menace from his dark eyes.
"It's good to see you too, Tetra," he said and laid back. Well, she thought, wherever you came from you certainly appear to be very relieved. He smiled with eyes closed drinking up the warm glow of the sun and without warning began to fade away.
"Sir?" Zelda felt an unusual moment of dread. "Excuse me?" she just could not shake the feeling she should not be here. "HEY!" she shouted, then in a calmer tone, "Umm... Link?" He solidified a bit. He wasn't just going to leave her here was he? "Hold on a second... "
He didn't move or open his eyes but replied, "Yeah?"
"Where am I?" she asked.
Link turned his head toward her and gave her an odd look for a moment, took a good look around and replied, "Where are we?" he mused. "Well that I don't actually know, but this place does seem familiar somehow. Like I've been here before...kinda weird really." He gave her that odd look again, "and to be perfectly honest, I don't really care it's probably all just a dream." He looked her up and down, cocked an eyebrow and added, "Nice dress by the way."
She took a quick look at her clothes and started. Her nightgown had been replaced by a light blue skirt and white linen blouse. Still, she also noted they were nothing unusual or even fancy. She was beginning to see why this Link person bothered her. As a Princess of the Royal family of Hyrule, Zelda was not accustomed to being chided about fashion by unkempt young men and said in sarcastic tone, "You're a fine one to talk about clothes. What's with that get up? You playing Hero of Time? I hope you don't go around Castletown in those clothes, you'll frighten the children."
Link, it appeared, was also completely unaware of his clothes. He gave the hat on his head a little tug, as came it off a tightly wrapped ponytail of sun bleached blonde hair fell out. His eyebrow shot up as he looked at the long green cap. A quirky half smile crept on to his face and he chuckled, "Well, what do you know about that?" he asked no one in particular and replaced the hat on his head. He sat up then and pulled out an old leather pack, where he'd kept it until now was a mystery, for she was sure it wasn't there before. Without another word began to rummage through it.
"Do you always ignore people when they speak to you?"
After a moment he said, "Depends on who it is."
"So, it's just me you're ignoring. Some hero you'll turn out to be."
"Well Princess, here's a secret; I never play at being a hero. In fact," he said as he reached deeper inside. "I've been avoiding that lately." He scowled and continued his search and said, "Let's face it, Tetra, if any of this were real, which by the way it's not. I wouldn't have that sword," he said with a gesture behind him. She looked at the sword and her eyes widened as she recognized the legendary blade of evil's bane. That was the Master Sword, only the Legendary Hero could pull that from the Pedestal of Time.
Zelda looked back at him and realized he did bear a remarkable resemblance to the statue of the Hero. The young man did not seem to notice her intense look and continued his search. All she knew was he shouldn't have that. As she looked at it the memory of another time crept in. It showed her this man, when he was still a boy as he fought with a man twice his size. She snapped back out of her thoughts when he said,
"The last time either of us saw that, it was happily stuck-"
"...in Ganondorf's head at the bottom of the ocean..." she finished for him. "Ocean?" She blinked when she realized what she'd said.
The young man nodded and said, "Uh, yeah..." he paused and gave her another odd look. He shrugged and pulled at the green material of the tunic and said, "As for this? Well, I haven't a clue, but I know I haven't had clothes like these since I was twelve. Good fit though." He upended his pack on the grass and started to sift through an odd assortment of items.
"What are you looking for?" she hated being ignored.
"A box." he replied without looking up.
"Well, could you hurry it up?" He was really getting on her nerves. "I'm in a hurry and while you're at it, tell me why do you keep calling me Tetra. My name is Zelda."
"Really? In a hurry to get where? Did you hit your head or something? You know your name isn't Zelda." He shook his head and continued to sift through his pile. "Well, not in the real world anyway..." He frowned. "Crap," he said and absently poked at an errant item that rolled away from him. "Anyway, why am I arguing with you? You're the dread pirate remember? Exactly who you've chosen to be, and your name is Tetra."
That did it, now she really was mad. "Look, you arrogant...stupid...flaming little fairy boy! I know my own-" She covered her mouth, stunned at her language.
"Flaming? There's a new one," he said with a laugh. "Nice Princess, but-" he stopped when he looked up and saw her look of utter confusion.
"My name is...It's...not Zelda?" He raised and eyebrow and shook his head, "You're sure?" He nodded, "I could have sworn..."
"You really aren't sure, are you?" She could only stare back at him. "Well there's a good sign." He ceased his search and sat upright to face her. "You know, I hate to say I told you so, but boy, you really need a holiday. I think maybe you should sit down for a minute and get your bearings."
What was going on? Thoughts spun wildly around in her head, how could she have forgotten her name? A look of genuine worry crossed his face and even though she felt she was on the verge of throwing a rock, she was even further irritated that she felt comforted by his presence. "AUUGGHHH!" she yelled at him. "Will you stop looking at me like that?" This time she did throw a rock, which he dodged easily. She fumed and glared at him and struggled with a sudden urge to shoot him out of a cannon.
He shifted uneasily. "Tetra, are you gonna be alright?"
She stood there, glaring at him and savagely squelched the voices in her head that yelled at her to run back the way she'd come. When he looked like he might get up she glared at him again. He sighed and sat back while she sat down on the spot and shot him a look that dared him to come any closer. After a moment, she shut her eyes in an effort to calm herself as her anger rose up again and made her heart beat faster.
What the hell was happening to her? Something inside her told her she was bound to this person, but an almost unnatural anger she felt was working to undo that. After a few deep breaths, she looked to see if he still watched but he seemed to have lost all interest in her. He quietly put his assortment of oddities back into his pack, all but the ocarina, which he set aside.
With the rest of his things neatly stowed away, he picked up the instrument. The song he played this time had an eerie, calm quality to it. She let the tranquil sounds wash over her and calm her anger feeling great relief as it ebbed away like the tide. She smiled when she realized the other music had returned as well. This time though, the harmony, so discordant before took on a more melodic quality.
Just when she was sure she was able to think again, images of him ran through her head. She could tell from the variations in age that they were all disjointed and out of order. Her anger returned and Tetra rubbed her head in frustration. "I can't... I just can't seem to remember anything. It's all fractured. I see your face in my mind, but it's all mixed up and angry. I don't understand...You seem to know me so well. Who are you?" she demanded. Tetra's voice echoed her anger though she hadn't meant to say it that way. It just came out all angry further heightening her irritation.
Her tone made the expression on Link's face change to one of disappointment and Tetra wondered again. This was obviously a topic he did not want to discuss and after a long moment he said, "Just who I've always been Tetra, your friend." His voice sounded tired, as if this were a conversation they'd already had many times in the past. There was something else he was going to say, but instead he rubbed his face with his hands.
"Just my friend?" she coaxed, but this time he only smiled in reply. Tetra realized she was now even more confused than her fractured memories. She sensed behind her anger was something else, something she needed, but when she tried to reach out to it, it slipped even further from her.
Her head hurt and noticed as she looked down, that she was in her own clothing again. No more dress, just the shirt, vest and trousers. This whole mess was getting weirder by the minute. Tetra pulled her knees up under her chin and said, "You said this was a dream but if this is just a dream, why would just the sound of your voice make me so angry?"
"Well," he said, "it may be because we had an argument the last time I saw you." He tapped the ocarina before putting it away and added, "A very loud and very angry one. It seems like that's all we're good at anymore."
That she supposed would explain some things. "We really don't get along well do we."
He shook his head and for some reason that made her feel sad and a little lonely. They said nothing for a time and Tetra watched him as he looked out over the water. Tetra felt her anger evaporate as she sensed the something she needed, was there again. It taunted her and left her with the impression that once he had been more than just a friend. The why of it was missing and when he did finally look back at her he said, "Where have you been? I've been looking for almost three weeks. I was actually on my way back when I got sidetracked."
Tetra felt suddenly very light headed and closed her eyes again with the hope it would help clear her head.
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- Chapter 1: Prologue: Link Who?
- Chapter 2: Chapter 1: Within the Main
- Chapter 3: Chapter 2: Missing Tetra
- Chapter 4: Chapter 3: Fairy Crossing
- Chapter 5: Chapter 4: Coffee is Good for You!
- Chapter 6: Chapter 5: Harmony
- Chapter 7: Chapter 6: Everyone knows it's Windy
- Chapter 8: Chapter 7: That's a Problem
- Chapter 9: Chapter 8: Saimon Says
- Chapter 10: Chapter 9: Messing with Murphy's Law
- Chapter 11: Chapter 10: The Unseen Dangers of Pie
- Chapter 12: Chapter 11: Don't look into the light...
- Chapter 13: Chapter 12: A Little Piece of Darkness
- Chapter 14: Chapter 13: The Trouble with Fairies
- Chapter 15: Chapter 14: Breaking up is hard to do
- Chapter 16: Chapter 15: The Song of Reminiscence
- Chapter 17: Chapter 16: Meanwhile...
- Chapter 18: Chapter 17: Brightest Day, Darkest Night
- Chapter 19: Chapter 18: Evil's Children
- Chapter 20: Chapter 19: The Captain and the Bird Lady
- Chapter 21: Chapter 20: Sleeping Beauties
- Chapter 22: Chapter 21: The Best of Friends
- Chapter 23: Chapter 22: Look before you Leap...
- Chapter 24: Chapter 23: Jasper
- Chapter 25: Chapter 24: Chances are
- Chapter 26: Chapter 25: Shadow Puppets
- Chapter 27: Chapter 26: Five Arrows...One Broken
- Chapter 28: Chapter 27: Lost and Found
- Chapter 29: Chapter 28: Shadow Dance
- Chapter 30: Chapter 29: Guardians
- Chapter 31: Chapter 30: This is all your fault
- Chapter 32: Chapter 31: The Once and Future Princess
- Chapter 33: Chapter 32: Accidental Tourists
- Chapter 34: Chapter 33: The Tower of the Gods
- Chapter 35: Chapter 34: Fairy Woods
- Chapter 36: Chapter 35: So now what?
- Chapter 37: Chapter 36: The Fourth
- Chapter 38: Chapter 37: The Beginning of an End
- Chapter 39: Chapter 38: Unbinding
- Chapter 40: Chapter 39: “Everything is possible with time…”
- Chapter 41: Chapter 40: Choices
- Chapter 42: Chapter 41: Living on Borrowed Time
- Chapter 43: Chapter 42: Needs of the Many
- Chapter 44: Chapter 43: Needs of the Two
- Chapter 45: Chapter 44: A Thought Lost to Magic
- Chapter 46: Chapter 45: A Link from the Past
- Chapter 47: Chapter 46: For the Love of Pancakes
- Chapter 48: Chapter 47: Bindings Broken