The Legend of Zelda: The Influx

Prelude…

A promise is a promise.

He pledged revenge…revenge for his day of defeat. That fateful day where only one man got in his way and ruined everything. Everything that could have been his, and should have. He deserved it, didn’t he? All that hard work and ass kissing for all those years–everything he sacrificed–to receive all that power he longed and hoped for. And finally, when it was almost all his–when he was at the climax of receiving the world itself–the kid came along. Then it all collapsed.

Ganondorf never accepts defeat…never…

He said he would find a way out of that prison they sent him into…locked within the Golden Power itself. And he managed to slip through, break free, and hid while he thought of the most perfect scheme that would blow the minds of all the people of Hyrule and of those distant.

Oh…the sweet, sweet taste of much longed for revenge.


Looking into her mirror, she combed her long strands of golden, silky hair, her blue eyes glowing from the moonlight. She smiled at her lovely reflection of pure beauty that was before her. Her lips were a deep pink, and her skin flawless. She was considered one of the loveliest creatures of Hyrule.

There was a knock on her door. “Princess Zelda…” Then, a split second later, the soft knock went to a wild bang. “PRINCESS ZELDA? PRINCESS ZELDA!” Recognizing the voice, the princess jumped up and ran to answer the door of her room. It was Impa, her aunt, of course. She had her hands crossed and a smile on her face. “Lights out,” she proclaimed, “I wanted to say good–why aren’t you in your sleepwear yet, Princess?” Zelda looked down at herself and saw the lovely dress of pink, white, and silk that was on her. Oh, great… she thought. “I was just about to do that before you knocked, ma’am,” she answered with a royal smile. Impa nodded, even though it looked like she didn’t believe her that much. “Right… Goodnight, Zelda,” she told her.

“Goodnight… Oh, and Impa…?”

“Yes?”

Zelda hesitated before answering, “Um… Can you make sure I’m not interrupted tonight? I really need to get some rest.” Then, nodding with a soft smile, she left. Afterwards, Zelda abruptly shut her door and locked it with her key. She went by her window, opened it, and then looked out to see if there were any guards in view. She sighed a breath of relief as she blew out her candle and carefully climbed out of her window.

Who would have known what Zelda was up to all those nights when they all thought she was in her warm cozy bed, sleeping liking an angel. She successfully managed to escape many nights in a row for a while now and found her way in the market place. It’s not like she knew how to fool those guards all on her own. Someone had taught her. He taught her. He was the very reason she was even out here tonight.

She waited in the dark by a shop, all alone. Zelda tried to pretend she wasn’t scared, even though she was trembling at every single noise she heard. Five minutes went by, then ten. Where is he? She thought, getting more angry and annoyed than worried. Thinking he was not going to make it tonight, she turned around and began to head home.

She felt a touch on her shoulder, and with an instant rush of panic coming over her, Zelda turned around with her eyes shut and side-kicked who she thought was her predator. Of course, she regretted it later on when she recognized whose yelp it was and opened her eyes.

“LINK!!!” She ran to the man who was now on the ground, embracing his stomach. “I’m SOOO sorry!” she exclaimed as she helped him up. His light blue eyes looked at her and his soft lips gave her a weak smile. “No, it’s my fault,” he told her. “Now I know never to surprise you again.” Zelda smiled broadly, and then gave Link an affectionate hug that didn’t end. “I thought you forgot about me,” she whispered, moving a strand of blond hair away from his face. “Of course I didn’t,” he replied. But, before he could explain himself, Zelda sunk her lips into his and gave him a long, supple kiss.

Who would have known? Zelda, the beautiful princess of Hyrule, and Link, a true hero with tights and a tunic, would surely fall in love? Now, they were eight-teen years old, and they knew what they were doing. This was the perfect secret relationship that no one would know about.

But he knew…and he was watching… And he couldn’t wait.


No one could believe their eyes the following evening at the dining table. “May I have another glass of milk, sir?” Zelda asked her personal waiter and chef as she gorged down her evening meal and her seconds. Impa watched her carefully, struck with curiosity as she wondered about the sudden change in the petite lady’s appetite. “Are you feeling okay?” she asked the princess.

“Yes,” Zelda answered her. “I’ve just never felt this ravenous before.” The second glass came, and she decided to take a sip and slow down. She looked down at her bloated, full stomach. All at once, she began to feel faint and nauseous. How much did I eat? She wondered in her mind. Is there something wrong with me? Then, she felt it. She couldn’t stop it either. The acidy vomit went from her stomach, to her throat, and out her mouth so quickly that it were almost as if it didn’t happen.

Impa jumped up, mouth agape. “Princess Zelda! What–? We need some water here!” She, and many of the servants, began to run around frantically as Zelda only sat there, astonished as she just realized why she didn’t feel quite as normal as she usually did.

Oh no… she thought to herself. “Oh no…”


Impa took it upon herself that night to tuck Zelda in herself. She felt her forehead with the palm of her hand. “What happened?” she asked the princess. Zelda only shrugged her shoulders, even though she knew the answer to that question very well. There was silence for a few seconds as Impa stared at Zelda, as if she was trying to find the answer by the look on her face.

“Do you think you’ll feel well enough for the Royal Hylian Ball next week?” she finally asked her. “You know you can’t stay single forever.” Zelda gulped as she tried to figure out a way to slide pass this one. “Um…maybe,” was all she could think of. Impa sighed as she motioned that she was about to leave the room. “Well, then goodnight, Princess,” she told her, “And don’t worry, I’ve got the guards covered.” Zelda jumped up from bed. “WHAT?” she proclaimed. Impa gave her a look of confusion.

“You know…for your restful sleep,” she answered her. Relaxing with a relieved sigh, she laid back down. “Oh, alright. Goodnight.” Unfortunately, when she left the room she blew out the candle as well. Carefully, Zelda got out of bed. Great… she thought, now I can’t see anything. Trying to get to her window, she bumped into her dresser, then the wall until she finally reached it. Slowly she opened it, and then looked out for guards again. There was one by the garden who seemed as if had fallen asleep on the roses. With an unsure feeling, Zelda climbed down her window, holding onto the bricks for support. She moved past the guards and climbed a hill the rest of the way so they wouldn’t see her–the same route as always. The next thing she knew, she was at the marketplace once again.

She waited for Link, thinking about how she would tell him. Zelda knew it was the right thing to do. How am I supposed to tell him…? She thought to herself, now quite worried. I mean, it’s partly his fault anyway. Actually, it IS his fault! Thinking of that made her smile. But, the bigger problem was…how was she supposed to tell Impa? And how would the royal throne of Hyrule react to her news?

“Oh my… How am I going to tell him…?”

“Tell me what?”

Quickly, the princess turned around, but didn’t use violence this time to cope with her surprise. She saw before her a handsome, smiling Link with his arms behind his back. She smiled back, but didn’t kiss or hug him as usual. “Oh, it’s you! You scared me…again,” she told him, avoiding his question. Sensing something was wrong, Link released his arms from aback to reveal a picturesque flower, unlike any that was in her garden. Beaming broadly, Zelda grabbed the flower from his hand. “Oh, it’s so pretty! I love you so much!” Without thinking, she kissed his lips, but then regretted it when she saw the sour look on his face afterwards.

“Er…Zelda?”

“……Y-Yeah…?”

“Did your aunt cook for you again today?”

“No…I…um…Well, you see…” she began, but couldn’t finish. “Is there something wrong?” he asked her. “Are you feeling okay? You seem pale. You can tell me anything, you know that.”

Then, she yelled the words that she hoped would never come out of her mouth. “LINK, YOU IDIOT, I’M PREGNANT!!!!”

That’s when Zelda wondered if it were truly possible for a man’s skin to change from peach to pale white that quickly. She had never seen Link so astounded. “Um…Link, honey, are you all right?” she asked as she took his hand. Perhaps I should have found a more appropriate way to spill the beans to him. Finally, he seemed to come back into reality. Softly holding her stomach, he looked down and smiled. “You mean…Little Link is in there?” Zelda laughed smugly. “It’s more Little Zelda than it is Little Link.”

Then, he gave her a big hug, and she hugged him back. “I’m so happy you aren’t upset,” Zelda said, “But, I don’t think I should tell Aunt Impa.”

“Well, I think she’s sort of going to notice, Zelda.”

Knowing he was right, she scrunched her face. “And that ball is next week. How am I supposed to tell her everything? About you and me and the baby, and, well, everything!”

“For a spoiled princess you sure worry a lot,” Link teased. “Okay, good. Then you’ll come to the ball and you’ll tell her everything!” she exclaimed.

“What? Wait, Zelda–”

“Oh, thank you, Link! I knew I could count on you!” she finished, and then gave him a quick kiss, “I have to leave.” Hurriedly, she ran off, leaving Link dumbfounded.

“Zelda!” he cried out, “WAIT!” Unfortunately, there wasn’t a reply. She leaves me with all the dirty work, Link thought, and then heaved a sigh.


The rest of the week leading to the ball was lunacy. Everyone was running around all over the castle getting prepared for the event. Zelda, however, remained in her room as she ate cake and knitted blankets for her baby. Even though she was apprehensive on the subject, a part of her was filled with excitement. Would she bear a boy or girl Hylian? What would she name it? Of course, there was the concern of becoming very fat as well. Maybe I should slow down with the desserts, she would think, so I don’t look like I gained too much weight…Or, I should eat everything in sight so no one will notice that I have a baby in my abdomen. Evidently though, that was a stupid idea also. Zelda knew that she laid all the pressure of revealing the truth to everyone to Link, knowing that he never really did agree to it, but went on with the idea to please her.

The most obvious reason Zelda didn’t want everyone to find out about the relationship right away was from the risk of rejection. Even though Link was pleasing to the eye, he wasn’t exactly king material. He shows more leg than Zelda reveals her neck. Also, he is not a prince or of any political or royal background. Sure, he’d be fit as a head guard in the eyes of the sovereigns of Hyrule, but he wouldn’t be first choice as king.

But they loved each other, and that was all that counted. Link knew how to fight, use a sword, and treat a lady like a treasure and not property. Zelda remembered the first day she realized how much she cared for him. It was that day in the garden when she was sixteen. Link had decided to “drop by for a visit” and was caught by the guards. As they were debating whether to lock him up or throw him off of the property, Zelda caught a glimpse of their unfortunate prisoner.

“Take your hands off of him!” she commanded.

“But, our dear princess, he is a trespasser and–”

“I said, OFF!”

And her orders were obeyed. They spent the day together in the garden. They talked about anything and everything. She had never been so close to everyone in her life as she was with Link that day. She could understand his need for adventure and how he must feel not having a steady place to live. And Zelda knew that Link valued her opinions and points of view in life.

When she had asked him why he had highly risked being captured by guards in daylight just to visit her (which, in fact, he did), his reply was, “I don’t know. I just felt as if I had to see you.” With that response came a smile that was more than words could ever say and worth more than all the rupees that could ever be offered to her. And at that moment, she didn’t know why, but she kissed him.

The affair didn’t begin right away, probably because of the fear of commitment at such an early age. It was probably on Zelda’s eighteenth birthday, when Link came knocking on her window at night to bring her a gift he bought for her. Just the fact that he remembered her birthday was just enough for Zelda. Ever since then, they’ve been inseparable…well, during the night, that is.

And now, they were going to have a child. A part of her wanted to tell Impa about her and Link just then, before the ball, so Impa wouldn’t waste her time. But, she didn’t want to ruin a good time for the whole family. So, she waited, and decided to let Link do it. Besides, it was his fault, anyway.


It was the night Zelda greatly anticipated. The Royal Hylian Ball. Her seamstress prepared a dress for Zelda of fine silks as Impa commented on how Zelda had gained some weight since she was last sized.

“I don’t know…Maybe we should have gone with the royal red silk curtains instead of the blue suede…” Impa told her niece. “What do you think?” Zelda, not paying much attention to what was being said, promptly looked up when she heard her name. “What?” she replied dully. Impa shook her head at her, “I swear, what has been wrong with you lately? You’ve been almost as dense as a log.” Impa then walked away, leaving Zelda feeling even more worried than before.

Oh, wonderful…she thought, Impa is so overwhelmed about the party that she’s going to be furious when I, I mean Link, tells her about the pregnancy. Since the thought of that was very overpowering, Zelda went to her room and began knitting a sweater for her infant. The ball would be in several hours, and, until then, here she would stay and knit all her troubles away.


Before she knew it, Zelda had been knitting for hours, having made a read sweater and brown blanket. Now, it was almost time for the big ball, and she couldn’t be any more nervous than she was now.

There was a knock at her window.

Anxiously, she rushed to and opened it to find a smiling Link. “Hey, fatso,” was his greeting to her. Quite upset with his welcoming, she harshly closed the window on him. Unfortunately, when she heard the yelp from outside, Zelda looked down and saw the tips of his fingers sticking out. Gasping, she opened it again.

“Sorry,” she said, then helped him in, “You deserved it, anyway. For calling me fat. I know I’ve probably gained four or five pounds in the last week.”

“Am I invited to this great ‘ball’ thing of yours?” Link asked, “Or am I not enough of a gentleman or don’t have enough rupees in my wallet?” Zelda smiled, but then shook her head at him. “Of course,” she answered, “How else are you–”

“Why are you bailing this all out on me?” he interrupted, pretty much predicting what she was going to say, “This is your responsibility, too.” Zelda just wanted to be so angry at Link at that point, but she couldn’t. Because she knew he was right. All her life she’s been given everything she wants and, even though she is a good person, has been spoiled rotten as well. She wanted her own rose garden, she got one. She wanted Link, and she got him too! And, even though she didn’t ask for this baby, in her heart she wanted it as well. Now, it was time to start acting like a real adult and not a pampered brat.

“Fine,” she replied after a moment of silence, “I’ll tell her. But you’ll have to come with me…Is that what you’re going to wear?” Link looked down at himself, wearing the usual: white tight, boots and a short tunic, this time a noble red color. He shrugged his shoulders as if it were no big deal. “Yeah. So?” Zelda chuckled and smiled at his response. That’s another thing she liked about Link. He never cared much about what other people thought of his appearance.

“You know, you have some pretty brainless guards,” he commented, “I came here tonight without a problem. They’re all by the gates, welcoming all those prudish snotty people you invited to your wonderful ball.”

Of course, her boyfriend was a major smart alleck as well.

“Link, let’s just go downstairs and get this over with.” Pulling his hand, she opened the door and left her room, dragging him downstairs to where Impa was once again observing her curtains.

“IMPA!” Zelda exclaimed, “Aunt Impa! Look who’s here!” She turned around and then smiled in a quite pleased but also quite confused manner. “Oh, Link! Welcome!” she greeted, then narrowed her eyes, “…How’d you get here?” Link opened his mouth to say something, but was hastily interrupted by Zelda. “We really need to talk you…RIGHT NOW,” she hinted, “Right now meaning as in now.”

“Yeah…what she said.”

“What’s this all about, you two?” she asked them. “You know this is the biggest event of Hyrule of the year, and Zelda, you still need to meet all those people.” But, Zelda insisted, “Please! This is important! Let’s go in the other room. Please!” Marching in front of them, Impa went the other direction. “Fine, but you better make this quick.”

“How do you think she’ll take the news?” Link whispered to Zelda before they followed Impa. “You know…” she began, “I have a strong feeling that she might handle this better than I would expect.”


“WHAT?!”

Uh oh… was the first thought that ran through Zelda’s and Link’s minds when they saw Impa’s reaction. The woman firmly rose from her chair and looked at the couple sternly. Her eyes seemed to glare red and she looked as if steam were to come out of her nostrils at any given time. Impa was definitely not as lenient as Zelda hoped her aunt would be.

“I absolutely cannot BELIEVE you Princess Zelda!” Impa shouted. “How could you keep something as substantial as this a secret from me for so long? Especially now! NOW! The day of the ball! The day where you’re supposed meet someone and fall in love and–”

“IMPA!” Zelda yelled, interrupting her, “For goodness sake, haven’t you been listening to a word I’ve said? I already AM in love!”

Then, Zelda stood up and the aunt and niece began to argue and yell at one another. Link, on the other hand, didn’t know what to do besides watch them. Then, an idea hit him. He went forth to the bickering relatives and said, “Guys…er, girls! Stop quarreling about this. Impa, you should have enough respect for your niece to value her choice and Zelda, you should respect your aunt enough to not scream right in her face! You both are acting like little babies. And I don’t feel really safe knowing that babies are in charge of Hyrule and not reasonable and responsible adults.”

To Link’s surprise that made them hush up. After a moment, Impa took a deep breath. “We shouldn’t discuss this now,” she ordered, “But you, Zelda, still have many, many men out there you need to meet and dance with. Whether you plan on marrying any of them or not.”

Zelda nodded, even though she didn’t seem very happy with the idea of it. “And you,” Impa continued, indicating Link, “…we’ve got a lot of work to do if you’re going to be the next king of Hyrule.” This made Link turn white again. Impa smirked.

“That’s right. You better believe it; because that’s the road you’re heading to now.”

Zelda moved a strand of her long hair back behind her. She knew what she had to do now. As she was about to leave, Impa took a hold of her arm. “Princess,” she whispered, “…I know he’s hard to resist when it comes to your eyes…but, does your heart feel the same?” With a soft smile, Zelda answered her, “My heart feels three times more to whatever my eyes feel.”

“I hope you know what you’re doing.”

“Don’t worry, Impa. I know.”

With that, Zelda moved forward, and found herself back in the dining room, now filled with many elegant people. Zelda gulped at the sight of them. Slowly, she walked up to a man and tapped his shoulder. It wasn’t exactly the most polite and ladylike way of getting someone’s attention, but it was all she could think of at the time.

He turned around. Even though she had no idea who it was, Zelda swore that she had seen him before. Especially those eyes of his. “Good evening,” she introduced, “I am Princess Zelda. And you would be…?”

“I am Gain of…Gerudo Valley.”

Gerudo Valley…? Zelda wondered, Wasn’t…? No, it couldn’t be.

Suddenly, things were quiet, until Gain spoke up. “Would you…like to dance, Princess?”

“Yes,” she answered plainly as he took her hand for a waltz. He decided to engage in a conversation with her.

“What are your political intentions for Hyrule when you become queen, my lady?”

“Uh…I haven’t really thought about it yet.”

“Oh, has something else been keeping you occupied?”

Zelda didn’t like the tone in his voice just then. It sounded like he knew more than what he was leading on. “No,” she replied coldly, “Not at all.”

His smirk was sneaky and deceiving. “I’m sure you’ll make a wonderful queen,” Gain told her. “And I’m sure you’re king will be very lucky to have you and the child.”

Instantaneously, Zelda pulled away from him. “Excuse me?” she said, “How would you…?”

“Oh, I know, bitch. I know.”

Her eyes widened, not believing what they were seeing.

“No! It can’t be!’ she proclaimed a bit too loud, drawing some attention, “The Triforce sealed you away! You…No!” His grin widened incredibly.

“IMPA!!!!!”

Zelda ran trying to find her aunt. Within a split second, Impa was to her. “What’s wrong?” she asked her, seeing the fear in her niece’s eyes. “It’s-It’s him! It’s him! Oh my goodness, it’s HIM!” Zelda kept yelling frantically.

“Who?”

“Ganondorf!”

Impa gave Zelda a puzzled look. “Excuse me? Don’t you think our guards would notice if Ganondorf walked through the doors of this castle, Zelda?” Out of fear and anger, Zelda stomped her foot. “That’s the point! It’s him but it’s not him. He’s in disguise, Impa! He’s right over there!” Zelda stated, and then pointed to the man who called himself Gain.

“Stay right here,” Impa said, and then went off to speak with him. Zelda watched her walk into the next room and the movement of their lips as the two spoke. To her surprise, Impa came back looking as if things were as normal as usual. In fact, she even brought Gain along with her.

“Zelda…” Impa began, as if she were going to give her a lecture, “This is Gain, a politician in Gerudo Valley.” Zelda looked at him and shivered. “I don’t understand what happened,” he began. “She saw me and started yelling this nonsense that I was someone named Ganondorf.”

“Zelda, I think you need to give an apology.”

“Excuse me?”

“I am very sorry for the inconvenience, madam,” Gain said.

“Zelda? Well?” Impa waited for a request for forgiveness. However, the princess only gave him a disgusted look then spat on his face.

“Zelda!”

But it was too late. She already started running in the other direction. I need to find Link, she thought, We’re in big trouble. She found him with a group of maidens, showing off. She didn’t have time to be angry at him now. There was a major crisis at risk. Rudely, she pulled him away and took him aside.

“Link,” she began, not letting him speak, “…He’s here.”

“Who’s here?”

“HE is! He as in him! HIM!”

“Who?!” Link kept insisting, becoming confused from his panicking girlfriend.

“Ganondorf!” She whispered loudly.

“What?!”

At the corner, she pointed to where he was conversing with Impa. Link commented, “That doesn’t look like Ganondorf.”

“He’s probably in disguise. He went by Gain and he cussed at me! It’s him, I know it is. I could see it in his eyes.” Link stared a little longer, until Gain caught a glimpse of him, and jumped back.

“There is no possible way that could be him,” Link said, “How did he get out?”

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” Zelda told him, “and Impa doesn’t believe me so he’s got everyone fooled. He’s after something. That’s why he’s here tonight.”

“What are we suppose to do?” Link asked, and Zelda replied that she didn’t know. “If he messes with this baby I’ll kill him with my bare hands,” she said with all seriousness, placing her hands on her stomach. Link took her in his arms and held her close. Zelda hugged him back tightly.

He was back. Already, he was back.


For the rest of the night, from a distance, Zelda kept her eye on Gain. She didn’t trust him the least bit. She rejected any offers to dance and stayed pinned to Link’s side, squeezing his hand as if it were a matter of life or death. In this case, to her, it might have been. He’s trying to act so kind and innocent…Zelda thought, and the scoundrel knows I’m on to him, too. He’s going to try and pull something tonight. I can sense it.

Suddenly, the music stopped. Impa made her way through the center with a pleasant look on her face. The room became silent. What is she doing? was the thought that rang through Zelda mind as her aunt cleared her throat to begin a speech.

“Welcome, all gentlemen and maidens of Hyrule and of other residence. I thank you all for coming to my niece’s, our own Princess Zelda’s, ball. She has already chosen her king, a friend since youth, and I apologize for all the men here that wanted a chance for her hand,” Impa began, and indicated her niece and her fiancé for admiration from the guests, “…Now, we have a special guest today who has just joined the political party of Gerudo Valley. Since there is only one male born there per one hundred years, this makes him the only man on the political party among ALL women! He would like to make a very important speech. His name is Sir Gain.”

Zelda scowled as Gain made his way through the center. Then, he began.

“I’ve always admired Hyrule…its people, the market place, and its lovely fields. It has been my dream to have the chance to rule Hyrule someday, and be even more than that…”

That’s when everything erupted into a complete pandemonium.

He reached for his face and seemed to peal off his skin, causing shouts to erupt from the room. It revealed his face. The familiar face of a tyrant named Ganondorf. With the snap of his fingers, every door was closed and locked, and the undead rose and stood in watch. Panic erupted, but Ganondorf hushed them.

Even Impa was astounded, but was too afraid to make a move.

“I could’ve had the world!” the madman exclaimed, banging his foot to the ground, which caused the whole room to shake. “The Golden Power could have been mine! But then, this kid came along and ruined everything with his little trollop!” He pointed his finger to Link and Zelda, and began to walk towards them, but stopped halfway there. Ganondorf smirked at them.

“Thought you got rid of me, huh?” he grinned, “Thought you saved your precious Hyrule! Well, I found a way out. I’m here now and this is my revenge. My revenge for the power and glory that you took from me! And now, I am the king! I have claims to this castle! And pretty soon, this world will belong to me.”

“We stopped you once, Ganondorf, and we’ll do it again!” Link yelled out to him, which caused a chuckle from his mouth. “Little Link…no wonder you possessed the force of courage. But, courage isn’t enough…” Suddenly, from his vest he pulled out a tiny bottle. “I have a little wedding gift for you, Princess,” was what he said right before he opened the bottle and dozens of poes took over the castle. Everyone ran in many different directions, trying to avoid the deadly ghosts as Ganondorf laughed his head off. Impa grabbed Zelda’s hand, then Link’s, and led them off.

“I told you!” Zelda yelled, “I told you!” But, Impa ignored her as the three ran from the attacking poes. “Where are you taking us?” Link asked.

“I need to find some magic,” she briefly explained, “He’s going to take over Hyrule!” However, when they made it, an undead stood right in front of the door. It jumped on Link and began to suck on his energy. He reached behind him, took his sword, and pierced its side as Impa grabbed her key and opened the door. She began to rummage through all her bottles of magic and pulled a blue one out.

“What’s that?” Zelda asked.

“I was hoping that I never had to use it,” Impa began, “But I feel as if I must. I need more time to figure out a plan…”

“Impa, what are you doing?”

“We can’t stay in this time, you two,” she explained, “This potion will freeze this time period as we are sent to a different one. However, it will only last for a limited amount of time.”

Link stepped up, “What are you saying? We are going to be reborn?” Impa nodded, “Exactly.”

“Won’t we remember anything?” Zelda asked, now terrified of the idea. Sadly, Impa shook her head, “The ones who are born again will not.” “And what about you?” Zelda asked her again, “Will you…be born again?” Impa responded, “The spell only works on the youth. And you two are considered to still be in your youth. Are you ready?”

“So, we’ll be in a whole other time,” Zelda concluded.

“In a whole different world,” Link added.

“And we will not remember one another,” Zelda stated.

“I will come get you when the time has come,” Impa finished. She grabbed a large book with her as well. It was then when she opened the bottle, and the magic spread all over the room. After that, everything changed.


Impa awoke and found herself by a tree. Nothing was the way she remembered it to be. There were these items riding by full of people with wheels that went faster than any horse could ever ride. Women exposed their bodies with tiny skirts and little tops. This world and time was not as quiet and peaceful as hers.

She looked down and saw two little babies resting in her arms. She gasped at the sight of them. Link… Zelda… They were tiny little things with curved ears instead of pointy ones. She felt her own ears as well–curved and short. Instantly, she stood up as she wondered what to do with the children. “I can’t raise them…” she said to herself, “and they must not know about any of this until I can find a way to fix it.” Suddenly, an idea came to her mind. Impa looked around at all the many strange looking homes there were. She went and left baby Link on the doorstep to one of them. She knocked loudly at the door than hid with Zelda in her arms. She watched a woman answer the door who was shocked to see the child laying there. Immediately, she brought the infant in her home.

Impa did the same for Zelda a few blocks away.

I hope this will work, she thought to herself, and I pray that their love will bring them together again, even though they won’t remember a thing of what had happened. For now, she was trapped in the future. A strange future at that. She would have to find a place to live and get accustomed to the different way of life.

But, sooner or later time would run out. And the clock was ticking even now…

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THE INFLUX

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