Zelda06

• The 15th generation Zelda is unsure of Captain Ganon, he personal knight. When her prophetic dreams call, she can't find the hero of fate who has been there for every generation of Zelda before her. Where is the hero? And is Captain Ganon to be trusted?•
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The Last Zelda: A Legend of Zelda Fanfiction

I stood there shivering. I was holding the Master Sword in my hands, with a dead body in front of me. Tears streamed down my cheeks in waterfalls. I killed a man in green. My mother's killer. And even worse, I had the Master Sword. Meaning, I was the fated hero. 


  The man's dead body arose. He gave me a stoic glare. I was already shaking, but the horror intensified as I watched the dead man rise. I panicked and raced past him and through the door. He continued to follow me through the castle grounds.


  I ran to the forest and a silent horror dawned upon me when I realized that I was in the Lost Woods. Only the Kokiris and the special people of the royal hyrule family knew the way through the woods. Unfortunately, I wasn't one of those knowledgeable people. And legend said, anyone who wanders through the woods that does not know the way will forever remain lost. 


  I had to rely on luck. Or I had to advance my premonition power quite a bit in a matter of seconds. Since the latter wasn't happening, I relied on dumb luck.


  Suddenly, a shot went through my mind. I recalled in my dream which way I had went through the logs. I first took a left, and then I went through the middle log. 


  I snapped back into reality and I realized what I had to do. A focused mindset dawned upon me and I dodged obstacles, cutting leaves when needed, and sprinting through the forest. 


  Although in retrospect, what I was doing was mind-blowing, the dead man kept up. He kept shouting but he followed me as I moved. A word that was begging to bring back memories.


   "HYAH," he would yell, every move he made. 


  I proudly reached the Kokiri Village, and I had never been more proud or terrified of myself. From the point of the Kokiri Village, everyone knew that there was an easy entrance to the deku tree. 


  I had no idea what my prophetic logic was, going to a dead tree, but after Mom, I had learned to accept my dreams. And I had learned to follow them.  


  I reached the deku tree and hid behind it like in my dream. Nothing was happening. I started to panic. The dead man was coming in closer and closer and nothing was happening. I realized, I'm going to die.


  I fell over, accidentally collapsing on top of the poor dead tree. And another vision shot through my mind.


•03~ The Master Sword