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(by the way, i'm 12 years old)
CHAPTER 1: The Story Begins
The master blade hummed a few inches from Links shadowed face as he sat underneath the tangled boughs of the lost wood, his eyes closed in silent preparation for the next section of his training routine.
In a sudden burst of speed and power he leapt and spun his blade towards the cowering kokiri kid, resting it an inch from his neck.
''Oh, it's you Pathos,'' he said lowering his sword to his side''I thought I told you not to interrupt me during my training routine, it's too dangerous!''
''I know, Link, but it's really important!''exclaimed Pathos.
''What wrong?''Link's friendly smile turned into a serious look of shock,''what is it?''
''It's Saria, her music has stopped, she must be in danger!''
Link ripped open his rough, leather travel bag, removed the glistening Ocarina of Time, grabbed his sword and brought the magical instrument to his lips.
As the last notes of the song of Soaring began to fade away into the depths of the forest, Pothos shouted one last sentence at the now rapidly departing ball of light.
''Save Saria, Please save her!''
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Link's feet had barely touched the ground as he ran towards Saria's pale, limp body that was lying atop a tree trunk a few feet away from the forest temples entrance. Link's triforce piece burned as he touched her, he recoiled, his triforce had only ever reacted this way in the presence of the evil king, Ganondorf! He overcame his fears when he saw that her eyes had rolled and that her chest was barely rising as she breathed. He grimaced in pain as he slung her, like a doll, over his shoulder.
Reaching, once again for his ocarina, he glanced around the sunlit meadow. It seemed different, somehow. He shook his head, it must be his imagination.
A glistening butterfly, resting on the top of an overhanging branch, watched them disappear away towards a towering castle in the distance.
Link crouched, shaking, in the middle of an almost exact replica of the temple of Time. His tense grip shifted from the hilt of his Kokiri sword as he realised this, for the temple of time is protected from all but the most powerful evil!
He made his way towards the protective oak doors and pushed gently at them, gasping at the terrible sight that awaited his eyes. Desolation. Darkness. The once-beautiful shrine of the temple lay burnt and destroyed on the charred ground.
Be hind Link a twig crunched under the heavy foot of a powerful demon that been posted by Ganon a long time ago to protect the temple from being used as an escape route for the people of this world. Pitiful beast, Link thought as he spun to face the towering menace, he doesn't even know that his master is long dead.
Link swung his sword in a powerful arc to connect brutally with the monster's spiked legs. Screaming in pain, the creature brought his firey fist down, like a burning meteor, to crash into the ground where link had been a few seconds ago. His eyes full of fury and confusion, the demon turned, only to be smacked in the face with the worn hilt of link's blade. As the demon recovered from this deadly blow, he kicked out with his large, horned foot. Link, taking advantage of the situation, brought his sword round into one finishing blow, slicing neatly through the out stretched leg of the hellish creature. He fell, dead, as his still eyes watched the blood-soaked leg roll towards the temple.
Link cringed in disgust as he wiped his sword clean of the dark red blood.
"less artsy more fartsy"
-M-