Nyeh hehehe...my fic...plz review..., Ok, I got bored. Serious. Just review.

[Dirty Harry]

Okay, it's been done a-hundred and gizillion times, but here goes.

I am doing an OOT re-write, with HEAVY influences from the manga, and other random things from my imagination. A lot of the characters have been changed slightly-you have to see to believe, and you'll notice the poor standard of grammar and spelling, which comes with my abysmal typing skills. Therefore, I hope you can ignore it and tell me how the plot is going, whether the writing is engaging enough, and whether or not there's anything you want me to change at this point in the chapter. THIS IS ONLY A 3/4 COMPLETE CHAPTER-DO NOT VIEW IT AS A COMPLETE ONE YET!

The Ocarina of Time: One Big, Long, Messy Quest

The Great Deku Tree

Every night. It’s the same every night.

Cold walls rise up, white bricks towering menacingly overhead.

Every night, the nightmare begins...


He’s alone, standing at the edge of a dark field. There’s something...something huge in front of him. It looks familiar; it’s as though he’s seen it before, even though he’s never left his home in his life.

Have I?

Thoughts ring through his mind, the protective shells breaking under the freezing rain. He shivers; the biting chill eats at his mind, consuming him with an all-out need for warmth.

So cold...

Then, something happens. Something, something. It’s being lowered down, it’s flat surface connecting with the hard ground. It looks very solid, as though...as though...what is it?

Did they call it a bridge? Why is called a bridge?

Two people ride quickly across. One has a fox face, the other as one eye on the centre of their face. Who are they? He doesn’t know. Why should he know?

I’m a kid. Why am I here? Please, let me go.

Something’s coming. Something scary. Something frightening. He wants to run. But he can’t; he’s rooted to the spot. He was always brave before; why is he so scared?

Move.

It’s coming out of the shadows.

Move.

The solid night, swept into a cloud of darkness, materialises in front of him.

Move!

He can’t get out. He can’t run. He has to escape, even though he knows the black shadow will find him, will kill him.

MOVE!

And with that, he’s running. Running as fast as he can, while the shadow looms menacingly behind him. It catches his heels, and he falls down.

Somebody! Anybody! Help me!

He hears a low, guttural chant issue from the dark depths of the shadow. He’s screaming. And then all is darkness.


Link awoke with a start, his brain hammering the sides of his head. Again. For the fifth night in a row, he’d been woken by this stupid dream! Can’t someone get some sleep around here?

It was fairly early, but Link knew that most of the Kokiri were already awake. The Kokiri were the race of children that he lived with. Never to grow old, the Kokiri, who looked like children, behaved like them too; except for the fact that they centuries worth of knowledge. Of course, the actual interpretation of that knowledge was based on a child’s point of view.

Hehehe...a whole lifetime full of knowledge! And never growing old! How cool is that?

Link, having forgotten his previous nightmares, and his qualms about being woken up so early, had hurried out of his tree house, all ready for another “typical Kokiri day”. It consisted of talking with Saria, picking flowers, fruits, tending to groves and helping the Great Deku Tree, their guardian spirit.

The Great Deku Tree was very powerful and wise; he had ruled the Forest for many years. The hustling hub of life was luscious and green thanks to the power of the Great Deku Tree, who had aided the Kokiri in their day-to-day lives. In return, the Deku Tree had advised the Kokiri on matters concerning the preservation of the Forest, and asked for their help in looking after the Forest. It was a symbiotic relationship between Kokiri, and Forest. Hence, Kokiri Forest.

Of course-

Link’s mumblings and musings on Kokiri society were brought to an end by a well-timed crash with a fairy.

“You darn things are so hard to avoid! Dammit, get out of my way, I was thinking there! Now-”

“Can Hyrule’s fate really depend on a boy who cusses so much?” That caught Link’s attention. Not the cussing bit. Just the Hyrule part. Of course, he just sat there dumbly, realising what the fairy had just said.

“Sorry about crashing into you and all, but I think we’ve addled our brains. I either did NOT just hear you say what I think you said, or you went crazy when smashed into me.” Link’s long-winded explanation was cut short as the fairy again repeated her statement, in a teeny, high-pitched voice.

“Number one: your voice is annoying the crap out of me. Number two: what are you talking about?” Link’s irritation was conveyed through his tone and words. The fairy, unfazed, hurriedly began introductions.

“My name is Navi! The Great Deku Tree sent me to be your fairy partner! The Great Deku Tree wants to see you, so let’s go and find him!” Navi the fairy said this in one big, long sentence. And then grabbed Link by the hair and dragged him toward the ladder that was the exit from his treetop abode.

Link had grabbed his green hat as he’d left the tree house, and now he made an attempt o jam it onto his head, while screaming in pain as Navi pulled him down the ladder. He succeeded, simultaneously trapping Navi inside his hat as he pushed the cap onto his head. Navi flew out from underneath it, and in a severe tone reprimanded Link. Well...not really reprimanded.

“Why did you go and do that? You could have got us both killed! Without my guidance, who knows what could’ve happened? We could’ve both been killed for Goddesses’ sakes!” Navi screamed at Link, in her teeny, high-pitched voice. Again. She seemed to love screaming. “If I got trapped underneath your hat somehow-”

“You got out easy enough, and you dragged me all the way to a ladder, and down it quite fine.” Link stated bluntly, massaging his scalp. “Jeez, I’m sure you pulled out some hair here!”

“That’s beside the point! You shouldn’t have done something so risky! What if-”

“What if I stick you in a bottle, and take you out when I really need to listen to your annoying voice. How’s that?” Link murmured threateningly. It had the right affect; Navi stopped talking. However, Link didn’t see a certain green-haired, green-eyed girl walk up to him, and cover his eyes.

“Wha- What? Saria? Is that you?”

“Tee-hee! Got me!” Saria was a small girl with elfin features and green-hair. While she was mischievous and a bit of a prankster, Saria was the most matured of all the Kokiri. Where this maturity came from, no-one knew.

“Hello Link. Are you being rude to a fairy, Link?” Saria’s beaming face changed to a mask of mock seriousness. “You’d better not be, or else...” Saria’s eyes burned with a green flame, and then...

“GAHHH!” Making a loud noise and yell, Saria raised her arms and twisted her hands into a claw-like shape.

“Somebody help me!” Link yelled, backing away, and nearly climbing up the ladder again, to escape from Saria.

“Relax, Link. I’m not a monster. It’s just a joke!” Saria grinned, and pulled Link, who was halfway up the ladder, back to the ground. It was then that Saria noticed; Navi was still hovering around Link.

“Who are you?” She asked Navi. “Why are you still here?”


“I’m Link’s fairy partner. My name’s Navi.” Saria appeared shocked.

I never knew he had gotten a fairy partner...

Looking, from Link, to Navi, Saria turned to her own fairy.

“Hey,” she whispered, “do you anything about Navi?”

“Very mysterious fairy. Old, that’s why her voice is so high-pitched. Looked up to by other fairies, but she can be a bit pedantic. Other than that, we don’t know anything about her. Apparently, she was sent out to help someone get to the Deku Tree.”

“Keep your hat straight. Stand up straight. For heaven’s sake, wear that like a tunic, not a mini-skirt!” Navi’s grating voice crunched at Link’s ears. Saria winced a bit, feeling sympathy for her bumbling friend.

“Link! I heard you had to see the Great Deku Tree! Well, anyway, I hope you can do some stuff with him! He’s cool! I’ve heard you’ve never actually’ve seen the Great Deku Tree, and I think it’s a bit of a walk, so I’ll take you there!” Saria’s cheery attitude was never damaged by anything, and even the relatively important matter of seeing the Great Deku Tree didn’t faze her. Instead, she paid attention to how Link and his fairy partner collaborated.

“No! I’ll wear my hear how I like it!”

“Wear it this way!”

“No!”

“Wear!”

“NO!”

“Fine! Be difficult!” A rather huffy Navi flew away, flashing, while Link gritted his teeth, and turned away.

Two very interesting people. They’re opposites of each other, and the fact that they were paired together is interesting.

“Hmph...annoying kid.” Saria heard Navi grumble in an undertone to herself.

One is a strong-willed, pedantic fairy.

“Stupid fairy...doesn’t know how to dress...” Link grated out aloud, temper flaring.

And the other is a care-free, stubborn young boy.

“What did you say?” Navi was furious, and even more so as Link repeated his statement.

Who will win in this battle of wills?


Link, annoyed with the commands and orders of his new partner, huffily walked with Saria toward the entrance where the Great Deku Tree resided. It was just a simple arch that signified where the Great Deku Tree was rooted, but it was an important arch none the less.

As the pair, along with their fairies, neared the entrance, a ruddy haired boy jumped out of the shadows, surprising the two.

“Mido?” Link asked, as the boy, his hands on his hips, boldly strode to block Link and Saria’s way to the Deku Tree. “What are you doing? We gotta see the Great Deku Tree. Can we pass, please?”

“No. No one passes without a sword, a shield, and a fairy, you false Kokiri.” Mido gritted out. He obviously was having a bad day; while on most days he was a bit snobbish, he and Link didn’t feel a need to provoke the other into doing anything rash.

“Mido, I have a fairy. Why do I need a sword or shield?” Link had suppressed his temper at Mido’s remark, and instead countered Mido’s verbal jousting with questions. “Is there something I need to know?”

“You have a fairy? I...well, you’re still not a Kokiri, no matter what!” Mido seemed enraged, and his further prodding at Link’s rejection by many Kokiri only served to light the fuse that was Link’s anger.

Link swung his fist at Mido, connecting with the boy’s jaw. Mido fell to the ground, stunned, shaking his head as he realised what he’d said that had provoked Link into hitting him. Mido was remorseful; his pride, however, got the better of him. He refused to apologise for his part in the altercation, leaving Link’s ready admission of guilt a wasted thought.

“Link! Mido!” Saria chided. “Why do you two always have to be like this?”

Sighing, Mido explained why Link needed a sword and shield would be needed to talk with the Great Deku Tree.

“Deku Babas, great big plants that eat people, have been growing along the pathway. I couldn’t keep them out; they were too strong for me.” Mido sighed wistfully, then continued. “If I had a sword and shield, I’m sure that I could get rid of them, but I’m not sure about you, Link. I’m sure Saria doesn’t want you to get hurt, so it’d be best if you let me cut a path for you.” As Mido said his last word’s, his voice changed, and he made a poor attempt at imitating one of the great Heroes that the Great Deku Tree told stories about.

The reason for this was because Mido always was trying to impress Saria. He was brave and tough, especially around her, making Link feel insignificant. Link felt that he could never be brave, like Mido was. Mido always told people what to do, and he supervised all the other Kokiri. Link, if he’d tried this, would have gotten too nervous to say a word.

No-one comes up to me for advice, that’s for sure. It’s always, “Mido, can you help me with this?” or “Mido, how do you do this?” And never asking of Link’s opinion. And they always talk of how he saved Saria during the expedition in the Lost Woods. I’ll never be that brave.

But, even then, Saria was kind and friendly to Link. She was the admiration of all the Kokiri. A knowledgeable girl, Saria was outgoing and wise; it was these qualities that attracted everyone to her. Even Link. It was besides the point that Link thought her cute; she was one of the few, or maybe the only friend Link had among the Kokiri, and Link was determined to continue their friendship.

The rest of them think I’m an anomaly. Probably Mido’s doing...I guess it’s just because I’m different that he refuses to properly accept me.

Mido’s stance on not letting Link through was adamant. However, Link knew that he had an audience with the Deku Tree, and nothing that Mido did was going to stop him.

“Fine. I’ll find a sword and shield.” Link muttered blandly, and walked off, leaving Saria with Mido. Mido’s clumsy flattery and honeyed tones began again as he made another attempt at flirting with Saria. Link didn’t stay around to watch; instead he walked towards the training grounds. Navi, who’d been whispering in his ears while he and Mido had ‘talked’, now began to inform him of what she knew about the Training Grounds.

“Rumour has it that there is an ancient sword made by Kokiri hands. The Great Deku Tree ordered it to be placed there about six years ago, but its exact location is unknown; all I know is that it’s in the training grounds.” Navi whispered to Link gruffly, but not in a tone as severe as the one she’d ordered him around with beforehand. Even though Link hadn’t noticed it, her admiration of him had grown ever since she’d seen him stand up for himself against Mido, who she’d heard from other fairies to be a bully.

As Link reached the training grounds, the other Kokiri drew away from him. They left him in his seclusion; just the way Link liked it. He scanned the area, but he saw no signs of any swords, or anything that might have contained swords. Link’s eyes fell upon a large crack in the wall, just big enough for him to crawl through. It was a tight fit; Link was covered in cuts from the sharp edges of the rocks by the time he’d managed to crawl through.

Link was greeted by a...

“AHHHH!” He fell backwards, on to his butt, and watched, mouth agape, as a large boulder, heavy and... well, large, rolled past. Somehow, it kept rolling, just rolling along, as if held in its patrol by some kind of magic force.

Link stumbled to his feet and watched the boulder roll past again. As it somehow turned a corner, Link gathered his courage and ran after it, rounding the corner, and expecting to see the boulder as he turned the corner. He ran, and turned...

To be greeted by a loud rumbling behind him. Whirling around, his horrified eyes met with the sight of the massive boulder rolling toward him. Seeing the massive rolling rock, advancing towards him, Link’s feet moved of their own accord. Suddenly, he was floating to another corner. He turned to his left...

And the boulder followed.

“AHHHHHH!” Link screamed like a girl. “SOMEBODY HELP ME!”

“SOMEBODY HELP US!” Navi wailed, adding to the din caused by their noisy shrieks.

Link continued running, the monolith of rolling doom threatening to run him over. When he came to the same corner that he’d turned left at before, Link steered to the right, and breathed a sigh of relief as the boulder rolled away from him.

A large chest seemed to spring out of nowhere, as he turned around. It smelled of old, ancient powers, powers of preservation, of defending...

Of death? This casket...it smells like blood...

Link was curious as to what could be inside this casket, this chest whose odour smelled like blood. He pushed the heavy lid off, to reveal a short sword inside.

“It’s the Kokiri Sword, Link!” Navi whispered in his ear. Her voice betrayed her wonder; the steel was cold, the wooden handle exuding a peculiar odour, unlike any that Link had smelt before.

“I remember...this wood...it doesn’t smell like the other trees in the Forest. It smells...it smells like blood!” Link held the sword, the bloody handle’s odour nearly causing him to near drop it. Voices, voices of the Forest Spirits filled his head, and initially, this bout of chanting from the ghosts of the Forest did not frighten him.

Until he heard what they were chanting.


“Death. Kill. Eat. Ravenous. Hunger. Blood. Drink.” They chant in unison, their continuous monotony a mind-filling echo of pain and terror.

“Flesh, so sweet, we like to eat, we like to eat, the meat, so nice, we like to bite, to cut the flesh to shreds, to shreds, to pieces...” Their voices chanted solemnly. And among their chants came the hissing of the beasts and monsters, only encountered in dreams.

Only encountered in dreams.


“It’s only a vision, Link. It’s not real! Link!” Navi’s high pitched-voice rang cut through the horrors of Link’s never-ending night, and sobered him up. As Link regained his senses, he realised what the weapon he held was.

Made by that which is alive. Made from that which is alive. All that it knows is death. That’s all it knows...

The thoughts came unbidden into his head, and he brushed them aside. He slipped the sword onto his back, and tied a makeshift knot with a piece of cord he’d found conveniently placed in the chest, so he could carry the sword in an effective manner. Running behind the boulder, Link ran back to the crack, and painfully crawled out again.

Link was now encountering the stares of fellow Kokiri. They warily eyed the sword on his back, and muttered words behind his back. Gritting his teeth, Link forced himself into ignorance, and headed towards the shop. Of course, he didn’t mean to buy anything...

Link slipped behind the shop, toward its back entrance, and crept in. Hidden in the shadows, behind the shopkeeper, no one noticed him. The shield he wanted was right next to him; he tucked it onto his back, and was about to leave, when something caught his eye...

It was a slingshot. It was made out of wood of high quality, with a sachet of seeds to use as ammunition. The sign read ‘For the naughty troublemaker, the ultimate tool of havoc’. Link was drawn to it.

“Psst! Hurry up! We need to get out of here!”


If you want a word document of it so far, give me an email and a place to send it to. 'Cause there's way too much stuff I'd need to change in this format, so I'm leaving it as it is. Tell us how it is, loves, thanks.

[Alantie]

"Wear that like a tunic, not a mini-skirt!" *falls over laughing* I love OoT rewrites! And this one so far is incredibley funny and well written. The exchanges between Link and Navi have me cracking up

[Dirty Harry]

OMG! Thank you! Biggest compliment ever as of yet! Thank you! I'm in the middle of class, though...sorry, can't talk too much. Hopefully moe people will review it!

[AmayaSaria]

This is seriously coming out great, I want more~! Firefly, your work ish teh awesomeness, I'm sorry I didn't say anything before!

But keep this up, its wonderful!

[Dirty Harry]

HIHI! I published this chapter on fanfic.net, this is the URL if you want to read the full chapter.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/3038413/1/