Summary: Link growing up in Castle Hyrule, loses his memory of ever traveling through time and why he was even named the Hero of Time. Instead his time growing up is spent with discovering new family, falling in love with a princess, and becoming a Hyrule Captain. When everything seems at peace a new enemy emerges and Link will one day be forced to face those horrific memories that were stolen from him.
Categories: Fan Fiction Characters: Link (OoT & MM)
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 12 Completed: No
Word count: 34855 Read: 48934
Published: Jul 30, 2005 Updated: Oct 26, 2008
Where are my memories? by Tory Jessica
Author's Notes:
Expect Chapter 9 very soon. Of course now that I've said it, it will probably be a while. I am in a very VERY creative mood though. Writing, drawing, and music are all coming from all orifices of my body tonight XD.
It had been half an hour since his father had told him that he was going to announce his leave. No one bothered him while he sat at his lonesome table, eating slowly.
"Don't care if you go..," Link was grumbling to himself. Wiping away his hands, Link looked around the Ballroom. People certainly seemed to enjoy themselves, it was too bad he couldn't. Zelda made her way to Link's table and sat down beside him.
"I wish this stupid meeting would start," Zelda complained.
"You and me both Zel," Link replied.
"Is he delaying or something?"
"Beats me... I think it's unfair that your father would create this dreadful suspension."
Zelda nodded in agreement.
Link looked towards the King and saw that a Zoran warrior walked up to him and whispered in his ear. The King nodded and stood up.
"Everyone, everyone.. Please I would like your attention," the King began. The room slowly hushed down.
"Thank you very much. Now our meeting is going to begin. I would like the leaders or representatives of the Zoran, Goron, and Gerudo tribes along with my daughter, Sir Link, Sir Aleron, and to follow me in the meeting hall."
There was a round of murmur amongst the guests, by those who were called did as they were told. Link saw Darunia and Ruto follow Zelda and him after the King.
Where is Nabooru? Link pondered to himself.
Once in the meeting hall, the large wooden doors were shut cutting out the noise from the Ballroom. Everyone sat down in a sit, with the King and Zelda near the far end. The King stood up once more.
"Thank you once again for-," he began but was cut off by Darunia.
"Damadais, please stop with the thanks yous. You sound like a baby goron whose about to roll down the mountain for their first time," Darunia said. The King nodded.
"I guess I'll get strait to the point," Damadais replied. He sat down once again and a guard brought him scrolls of parchment paper.
"The reason why I have called you are here, is because I want to make an alliance and a council. It would be called The Hyrulian High Council," Damadais began.
"There could be no such thing! With this council the very authority of the respectful leaders would be put in question, and I know my father would dislike that very much," Ruto cut in.
"You mistake me your highness. I do not mean to call this council in order for them to be an overruling body. I only mean to call it so that there will be representatives across the Kingdoms for each respectful body of people. The High Council will have no authority in each others district and will be used solely for problems that will affect all of us. The representatives will be called at a set time, during times of the year to discuss any problems amongst us that need to be addressed. If there is a problem that one of the other kingdoms could assist with, then help will be fully extended," Damadais explained.
"There is also another reason why I am calling this. There have been rumors of a dark figure roaming about the lands, causing small but very noticeable trouble sporadically. This concerns me. I do not want another war," the King finished.
Darunia nodded.
"It seems you have gone through much trouble to try and ease this to our attention. I appreciate your concerns... As leader of the Goron tribe.. I will agree to this council. Karkariko village sits at the base of my mountain and they have always been friendly. I do not expect bad things from them or the ones who live in Hyrule town and would be willing to help any of them," Darunia finished. Link clapped a little bit and nodded at him, and Darunia nodded back.
"Hmph... I will have to discuss this with my father. Before I do I would like to know what is going to happen to the Gerudo, who did not show up, and the rumors of those who live in the forest," Ruto demanded.
"I planned sending the captain of the army to Gerudo valley to-," Damadais began.
"I will not be going to Gerudo valley," Aleron interrupted the King. Link shot a look at his father, who wasn't looking at him.
"Aleron, but you must," Damadais said.
"I am sorry, but I can not agree to such terms. I plan on entering retirement again and if it is true that a Gerudo is going to apart of this council, then I want none of it and so I will plan to stay in retirement," Aleron said looking down at the table. Link shook his head, slouched his shoulders, and felt a deep heavy weight pull at his heart.
"Then.. who can we send?" Damadais said more to himself.
"I don't think we should send anyone. They should have come here in the first place," Ruto remarked. Link slammed his hands on the table.
"This discrimination is ridiculous! It needs to end! I don't know what happened back 15 years ago, nor do I really care. I will go to Gerudo valley," Link angrily announced.
There was a long pause.
"Is it settled then? We'll meet again, once Link has done his errand in Gerudo valley," Darunia asked.
Damadais nodded.
"What about the forest," Ruto asked, a bit more softer with her speech.
"I'll check it out," Link said looking away from them. Darunia looked at suspiciously, but didn't say anything.
"I will begin to gather the gorons and tell them what is going to happen," Darunia said. With that he turned around and left.
Ruto nodded. "I will discuss this with my father. I do think this is a wonderful idea, myself, but please bear in mind the Zora are a stubborn and proud race. I apologize in advance for any trouble and arguing that will come," she said giving one last look at Link, with guilt written in her face.
With the others gone, Damadais turned to Aleron.
"Is what you are saying true Aleron?" Damadais asked. Aleron nodded.
"It is your highness," Aleron said with unnecessary formality that only showed due to his anger. Damadais nodded.
"I see you have lost faith in my wisdom Sir," Damadais replied. With that Aleron walked away and disappeared behind the meeting hall doors towards the courtyards. Damadais turned and faced Link.
"It's up to you Link then," he said. Link nodded.
It always is. Can't seem to rely on anybody, not even my own family. Link thought to himself.
* * *
Link sped quickly across Hyrule field on Storm. The long travel required his stronger horse, for the endurance. The sun was beginning to set and he needed to make camp. He chose to camp next to a lonesome tree. While cooking a dinner and feeding his horse, Link's mind ran over Ruto.
"There's something about her that I just can't put my finger on... I know she gave me the spiritual stone of water.. What else did she do?" Link pondered out loudly to his horse. He shrugged his shoulders and the question and wondering slowly faded away from him. He looked up into the sky and saw a large bird flying above.
"I wonder if Nabooru will remember she is the sage of spirit," Link pondered some more, "Zelda remembered she was the sage of time." Link again found himself trying to remember something that wasn't there. He counted on his fingers the sages he knew, and could only remember Nabooru, Zelda, and Impa. He shook his head again.
"Am I loosing my memory? If I am where are they going Storm?" Link asked his horse. The horse just continued to eat the oats in the bag hooked to it's head. Link shrugged, this horse was not Epona.
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