Legend of Zelda: Death Raven
Chapter One
By: Dark Star
17 years later......
Link yawned as he woke up on a hot, summer day. He tried to cook his own breakfast but, he couldn`t. Link would just have to eat burned sausages today. He had planned to visit Zelda, the princess of Hyrule. So Link climbed down the balcony, and called Epona, his trusty companion. Epona galloped out to Hyrule field. Once they were in the town, Link jumped off Epona and greeted some people. Then he saw a boy. A boy holding his mother`s hand, smiling cheerfuly. Link couldn`t stop staring. The boy and his mother reminded him of something, but he could not remember. Link stopped staring, and walked to the castle.
"Stop right there, where do you think you`re going?" a guard blocked the entrance of the castle with his spear.
"Let him through, Jake!" said a voice. It was Zelda.
"Okay then," answered the guard. He lowered his spear.
"So, what have you been doing lately?" Link asked, anxious.
"Oh nothing, really." Zelda replied. Zelda led Link to the dining room. Lots of different kinds of food were on the table. It all looked really delicious. Link sat down on a chair, and so did Zelda. Link picked up a knife and fork and he began to eat. After the meal, Zelda showed Link around the castle. Link saw many beautiful paintings of famous battles and portraits of past kings of Hyrule. But one painting, looked very familiar, it looked like,
himself. Link hestitated.
"Whats wrong, Link?" asked Zelda.
"I`m fine, thank you." said Link. The man in the painting had his eyes, and his smile.
"What`s this?" Link said curiously. He pointed at the painting of the man.
"Oh, my father told me that his name is Mark, a very brave warrior, just like you, Link." Zelda explained. After, Link said goodbye to Zelda, and went back to the Kokiri Forest. He couldn`t stop thinking about the boy and his mother, and the painting. To keep his mind off of any more troubles, Link decided to clean up his house, which was really messy. Link folded all of his clothes and put them in the right drawers. But while dusting his closet, Link came across a small picture. It looked like a sketch of himself when he was a baby. Link looked at the back and it said: By, Melania.
At night Link couldn`t sleep. He couldn`t stop thinking about what had happened today. The boy and his mother, the man in the painting, the sketch... it was all coming together now. Before he fell asleep Link thought, I just want to know the truth.
