The Legend of Zelda: The Totem King- ch 1 Link to the Present
#1 of The Legend of Zelda: The Totem King
I got this idea after playing The Twilight Princess for the bazzilionth time. I hope you enjoy it.
The air whipped past my ears, as I rode my skateboard, which I nicknamed Epona, after the steed of my namesake, Link. I swooped and turned, trailing down the road to school. Hyrule High. I skid to a stop right in front of the steps. I picked up Epona, and went to my locker. After spinning the dial clockwise, counter, then clockwize again, I put her and my bag inside, then headed to the usual gathering spot for me and my friends, Bairda, the sea captain's son, Mightos, the lumberman's son, and Zelda, the princess, who's been practicing magic . And me? I'm kinda the same as the Link from legend. My dad's the blacksmith, and I'm just a lazy teenager.
"Hey, guys," I shouted my usual greeting, "What's going on?"
"Nothing much," replied Bairda. He was dressed in an old one of his dad's coats, his long black hair going past his shoulders. He'd brought his guitar to school today, me 'n him were gonna play at the assembly. My specialty is the ocarana. We're probably gonna play either "Song of Storms" or "Temple of Time".
Mightos tossed me a blue Mountain Honey, my favorite. He's also a player, but he plays base guitar. Despite that, and the immensity of his body, both in girth and in strength, he is one of the most gentle of people I've ever met. He's a damn good artist, too. I popped open my Mountain Honey, and listened as those two continued their conversation.
Zelda stayed out of it, and for good reason. No matter how jolly or kind he is, Mightos ALWAYS seems to get into arguments with Bairda. Which was happening now. It was all in good fun, but they were both so boisterous.
"So how're you?" I asked. Zelda smiled, "Pretty good. I hate it when my body guards follow me all the time though," guesturing to the men standing at a non-obtrusive distance. She made a cute pouty face then, making me laugh. The alarm chimed for us to head to class. We rushed inside, this being the best and most favored of all our classes.
PE. Also known to us as Fight Class.