OSPREY….SWOOSH

UO: Hello Fanfic readers. Let me introduce myself. I am UnitedOsprey1991, writer of such hits as Journeys of the Dreamer and the unfortunately canceled 2nd Magnolia.

*Crickets*

Anywho...Welcome to my new story. It is called Legend of Zelda: Remnants of Tri! It's a RWBY crossover, as you can tell.

So you maybe asking yourself how did this idea come about? Well this goes back to when I was finishing Bleach Grand Prix. I wanted to do a story with RWBY and with the stories in the Zelda lore, I figured I could play off it. Also helping is at the time of Writing RWBY Volume 5 is coming out.

Important Questions out of the way. Question 1: Where in the Zelda Timeline is this? Answer: Originally I wanted it to be Post TP. But then my valuable co-writer and beta reader North South Gorem convinced me to do post BOTW. How it will all tie together will be revealed in due time. I'm like the CRWBY, we don't know what we're doing until we start it.

NS: That's a mite conceited, ain't it?

UO: Considering they don't have all of the episodes made yet, from the Writer's words.

NS: Not that, I mean comparing yourself to 'em. :V

Question 2: Who's the pairing? Answer: Well, Jaune is the main guy and in my own way it's a harem. BUT, the girls involved will be important and will cap it at 6 for reasons.

Question 3: How far into canon RWBY will you go? As it stands, since I'm starting out, at least the first 5 volumes, and I will adjust my my plans based on new information and things we feel were wrong. Canon events will have our own twist. Anyway, joining me in this journey are NorthSouthGorem and Kurogane7

Kurogane: Thank-you. By the way, a question: do we have permission to bring in our own characters?

UO: If we can make it work. There will be obvious references to Rooster Teeth productions as well.

Kurogane: I'll work up a character for you then…might as well see him get used by somebody.

UO: Any thoughts NS?

NS: Let's do our best to do both series justice.

UO: Damn right! Miyamoto, Monty this is to both of you as fans of both your Wonderful Series. Of course since they own the properties or in the case of RWBY, Rooster Teeth owns it, we're not making any money of this. So let's see we did the disclaimer, did the preview, revealed a baseline...What's left?

*BOOM*

UO: Of course (Sees a red cloaked woman slam into the wall) Let's just go…

"Dialogue"
Thoughts and Flashback
Text and locations

Bold: Yelling

Prolouge: The Legend Begins Anew

A long time ago, when the world existed in the void, three goddesses descended from the depths of space. They were named Din, Nayru and Farore.

Din, the goddess of power, with her incredible flaming arms, created the earth and cultivated the land.

Nayru, the goddess of wisdom, blessed the earth and gave the rule of law to the land.

Farore, the goddess of courage, with her rich soul created the creatures that inhabited the Earth.

Then the three Goddesses left. It is said that at the point of where they left was an item of immense power. This legendary triangle was called the Triforce, said to grant the wish of anyone who possessed it. If one was pure of heart, the world would usher in a new golden age. But if a being of corruption were to possess it, the world would be thrown into eternal strife.

Before they left, they created two beings to uphold their will. These brothers stood to watch the world develop. But whereas the older brother sought to create, the younger brother sought to destroy.

After centuries of fighting, the two brothers compromised. They created the beings known as Hylians, the ancestors of modern humans. They gave them free will, knowledge and the power to create their own world. Over time, the Hylians thrived.

Then a Demon of darkness appeared, unleashing total devastation wherever it went, threatening to consume the world. Many champions had tried to slay the monster, none had succeeded. The Demon's rampage continued unchallenged, until the goddess Hylia took a patch of land and launched it into the sky, sealing the Demon Lord away.

Centuries passed before a boy descended from the clouds garbed in green. He sought out a friend that had fallen below the clouds, but his journey had taken him to place to create a sword that would banish the evil forever. In time, he created the Master Sword, the Sword of evil's bane. Only the pure of heart could wield it and if evil were to touch it, they would be destroyed by the Light magic imbued in it.

Using the sword, the Hero of the Sky slew the Demon Lord, ending its reign of terror. However, the Demon Lord refused to die, swearing revenge upon the hero and the princess of light. Thus the began the Reincarnation cycle of the Hero, the Princess, and the Demon Lord.

Centuries passed. The Kingdom of Hyrule was founded as Hylians expanded and thrived. The Hero, the Princess and the Dark One were continuously reborn and engaged in fearsome battles. One Legend spoke of a hero that could shrink to microscopic size. Another spoke of a hero that crossed time to ultimately defeat the Dark One. Still another speaks of an eternal twilight brought to an end by a hero that could control the law of nature.

In time, the Dark One had tired of its constant defeats. By breaking the cycle, it gained power to slay the Hero and the Princess. The Hero, severely wounded, was put into a century-long slumber as the Princess kept the Dark one imprisoned, but his reign had completely ravaged a once prosperous Kingdom. When the Hero awoke, he was rewarded with the destruction of his home, and the death of his dear friends. Joining forces with the princess once more, the Dark one was finally slain, the reincarnation of evil banished from the world.

But the damage was already done; Hyrule had fallen into a state from which it could never recover. The Triforce, the long sought-after treasure was lost to the ages. The Princess and The Hero swore one day, that the cycle would begin anew and Hyrule would rise again as a newer, more prosperous Kingdom than before.

Millennia had passed, Hyrule had become long forgotten to the world. Eventually humans, the descendents of the Hylians and their brethren the Faunus, growing out of the void of destruction that befell their home, were born into an unforgiving world. The two brothers, knowing their conflict had never ended, rekindled it anew. The Dark brother had created the creatures of Grimm from the darkness, and for a time humanity remained on the brink of destruction. But the Light Brother gave humans things the Hylians had never thought of. Strength, resourcefulness and a way to control the very elements themselves, via crystalline structures. They were aptly called Dust. With weapons and Dust in hand, they pushed back the Grimm and civilization thrived once more.

But even as Darkness threatens the Light, one Legend is about to begin again. Should this legend succeed, the Darkness will be destroyed, and a new Golden Age shall begin. The power long dormant shall awaken in a boy in a world where civilization is teetering on the edge of oblivion.

Arc Family Homestead (Play: "Kakariko Village Theme")

The Arc family were well-known farmers of Southern Vale. One of the few regions that benefitted from the mountainous terrain to the Kingdom's East, the Southern region took advantage of the fertile soil of ancient volcanoes that dotted the mountain range. The mountain range itself protected the Kingdom of Vale with a natural land barrier. This particular homestead was a fairly large vineyard that grew a particularly hardy grape varietal that could survive the seasons. This in turn, produced a deep red wine with a full, robust flavor that, while expensive to acquire, was well worth every lien. Certain vintages, however, were kept in storage and fetched higher prices than most bottles―the oldest ones commanding at least 6,000 lien per bottle at auction.

A young boy was observing the vines with scrutiny. The scraggly blond was young, not much older than 10, but he'd been working the fields since he was 6. The hard work in the sun gave him a nice tan that contrasted with bright childlike eyes. He carefully examined the ebon grapes in front of him, softly plucking them and rolling them in his hands. Nodding in satisfaction, the boy ran to his father with his findings. "Looks like this year's harvest is gonna be good!"

The larger blonde looked at the grapes and laughed. "You got a good eye Jaune, that line you and Santori helped set up looks amazing. You're a regular green thumb. Alright, go get washed up, Violet's waiting to train you."

Jaune nodded and raced through the grape fields to a large mansion. While not as opulent as those in Atlas, this quaint little estate house was modestly large and backed up into the one of the many hills surrounding the fertile valley. Entering the house, young Jaune walked into the kitchen. It was a decent size kitchen with marble counters and hardwood floors. At the table was the youngest Arc, Wardi Arc. She was playing with some cereal she had on her high chair, the trademark blue eyes of the Arc clan shining innocently.

"Hey there, Wardi." Jaune spoke gently tickling the toddler's chin.

"Jaune dear? Is that you?" A mature woman's voice called out. Jaune turned to see his mother Midori. At thirty-four, the Arc matriarch was still turning heads despite giving birth five times―soon to be six if the slight bulge underneath the apron were any indication.

"Hi mom! Just cleaning up so I can go train with Violet and Aoi."

Midori giggled. "You are so cute wanting to train with your sisters. Most boys your age want to avoid their older sisters," She said pinching his cheek.

Jaune groaned. "Cut it out mom."

"Oh don't be like that Jaune. A mother always worries about their children. Especially their only son."

Jaune pouted but he couldn't deny it. He was a momma's boy and he loved her and everyone in his extended family. After freeing himself from his mother's tender embrace, he raced up to his room and changed into a grey hoodie and white shorts. He also grabbed a small wooden sword from his dresser and raced outside. In the clearing next to one of the groves two teenaged girls were sparring with their weapons. The eldest one was Violet Arc, dressed in a purple tank top and white skirt. In her hand were a pair of tonfas. The other girl dressed in a light blue top and jeans was Aoi Arc. In her right hand was a small short sword and in her left was a buckler with the Arc symbol on it. They paused when they saw their younger brother approach them.

"Hey little brother!" Aoi called out, before yelping as Violet swept her legs.

"Let your guard down sis!" Violet grinned.

"Damn it V! Don't do that~!"

Jaune giggled at his sister's plight as Aoi began to cry crocodile tears. "Wahh...my brother hates me!"

Jaune calmed down. "I don't hate you Aoi. I would never hate any of you."

Violent grinned. "You tell her Jaune! Ready to eat dirt again?"

"It will be a different story this time," Jaune boasted.

The next three hours, the clearing was filled with the sound of wooden weapons striking each other and a body hitting the ground; mostly Jaune's. He'd been training for the last 6 months, but his sisters had trained longer and harder than him. Still, learning to use his sword felt right for some reason. He only wished that his technique with his shield was better, because his Aura had taken a beating.

He groaned as he sat up. "Damn it, why can't I get a hit on you!"

Violet giggled as she and her sister sat down. "Your getting better Jaune. You almost landed a hit on me a couple times."

Jaune pouted. "'Almost' will get me killed by a Grimm. Then who would protect you all?"

Aoi smiled. "You're still young Jaune, you can get some experience with the militia before going to Beacon."

"Don't you have a shift soon?" Jaune asked.

"SHIT!" Violet shouted. "I forgot about it! Later guys!" She quickly rushed back to the house to change into her armor.

Aoi looked at her little brother. "Violet's little…memory lapse aside, she's right." She gazed out over the countryside vineyards and farmland. "You're still 10 years old. Be a kid for once, let us protect you."

"But I made a promise…" Jaune began.

"And an Arc never goes back on their word," Aoi finished, sighing, "That's how we convinced mom to train you. You know how she gets concerning us." She hugged the smaller boy. "You will always be our little brother…" As she said this, a mischievous grin found its way on her face. "Even when you get yourself a girlfriend or two."

Jaune blushed. "Aoi! Why?!"

"You'll understand one day. Come on, Mom's making steak."

His eyes lit up and he quickly ran to catch up to his elder sister. If there was one good thing about living out on such fertile farmland, it was that the food was locally-grown, and guaranteed to be delicious.

Two hours later, as the younger siblings settled into bed, Jaune sat in the living room with his parents, watching a Ray Cruise film. It was one of his first popular ones, about a fighter pilot in a school that trained airship pilots. As Jaune watched a scene where the pilot fell in love with his instructor, his gaze drifted to the shield on the wall above the fireplace. It bore the Arc symbol; two overarching rainbows in gold trim on a white base. Sticking out the top was a blue and bronze pommel. This was the legendary Arc sword, Crocea Mors. This sword had been passed down in the Arc clan for generations. Some legends said that this blade was blessed by some sort of Goddess in the past. In more recent history, his -Great-Grandfather Julius fought in the Great War and was one of its greatest heroes.

He'd never paid it much attention before his 10th birthday, but for the last month, he would always look for an excuse to see the sword. It was if something was calling it to him.

"So, you've taken a liking to our family blade?" asked Jason suddenly, startling the younger boy.

"Gah! Um, well, I just…something's bothering me. I don't know how to explain it."

Jason sighed and walked up to the sword. "You know, your Great Grandfather, talked about how the sword helped him fight against the Grimm and Man. He came in the later stage of the war, but he led his men, women and Faunus alike against the great army of Atlas. Somehow, not a single man died on his watch until the very end, when the King stopped the war." Jason chuckled. "I remember this one story about a Faunus camp that Atlas had set up. It was less a camp, and more a concentration camp. When he helped liberate it, it turned out that one of his old friends had been captured and taken to that camp. Ronald Scarlatina was his name, I think."

"Like Velvet?" Jaune asked. Velvet was a Rabbit faunus the same age as Aoi who lived on the other side of village. She was a nice girl who loved photography, but unfortunately some of the less sympathetic kids picked on her. More than a few bruises were treated by his mother keeping her from being hurt.

"The very same. I never understood the deal with being Anti-faunus. All I see are people with tails and ears." Jason knelt down to his only son. "War is hell, Jaune; pray that the people up top do their jobs right, so that you never have face such horrors." He looked up to the sword. "The day that sword is not needed is the day the Arcs can rest in peace."

Jaune took one last look at the sword in contemplation before going to bed. Climbing into bed and staring at the ceiling, he thought back to what he heard before his dad interrupted.

The time for the Cycle to begin anew...the heck does that mean? I'll figure it out later. He closed his eyes, sleep coming surprisingly easy.

End previous Song Jaune's Mindscape (Slowly play Zelda's lullaby, Skyward Sword version)

When Jaune opened his eyes, he expected his darkened room. Instead he found himself in some sort of forest. Its lush greenery reminded him of the Emerald forest over by Beacon Academy, but without the threat of Grimm. In the distance, he could hear some sort of music playing. He followed it deeper into the forest, the trees humming with life. A few moments later, he came across something didn't expect. It was a large stone building, covered in vines and partially collapsed. Based on the growth of the vines, this place had been abandoned for a long time.

As he entered the temple, the music picked up, echoing in the once vibrant halls. Before long, he reached the center of the temple. The roof was gone, leaving a large stained glass window. The images depicting several swordsmen garbed in green wielding a longsword with a purple hilt. Atop the glass was three golden triangles, based on the other images, the three golden triangles were important.

His attention then turned to the center of the altar where a dark blonde woman as standing strumming a harp. She was dressed in a blue and white tunic with brown leggings and a green hairband. Even though he couldn't see her face, he could see a bit of tan on her neck. The most noticeable thing was the long ears that poked under the shoulder length hair.

He watched her play for a few moments before she stopped. "Did you enjoy my performance?" She asked not turning around. The voice sounded like Velvet's but noticeably deeper.

Jaune stuttered, "Um...Yeah. It was pretty!"

The girl giggled as she stood up. Now at full height, she looked not much taller that Violet. "That song belonged to my family for thousands of years before my home was destroyed." She blinked, looking lost, then curtseyed. "My apologies. My name is Princess Zelda Althena Hyrule. The last princess of the lost Kingdom of Hyrule.

"Hyrule...isn't that some mythological Kingdom?" asked Jaune.

Zelda closed her eyes. "I see. Hyrule has become nothing more than a memory. It's to be expected. After all, it was completely destroyed when I was still alive."

"Still alive?"

"Yes. I've long been dead. Or rather, my spirit has been gone for a very long time. Have you ever heard of the term reincarnation?"

"No?"

"It means that when our bodies die, our souls are reborn sometime in the future. I was part of a great cycle of rebirth and death."

"Huh?" Jaune asked, confused.

"Perhaps I should explain." She turned to the glass windows. "Long ago, three goddesses walked this land and created what you see today. At the point they left, they left a powerful object, the Triforce. It granted a single wish to those who claimed it. If someone pure of heart were to claim it, Hyrule would enter a golden age. Whereas if someone with Darkness would lead it to ruin. When the first hero defeated the demon seeking the Triforce, he swore vengeance on anyone who helped defeat him. Thus beginning a cycle of reincarnation, with the Demon, the Princess who helped seal him away and the Hero who defeat it." She turned back around. "I was the last of the incarnations of the Princess...and until now my friend Link was the last incarnation of the Hero." She waved her hand to him. "You, the reincarnation of my friend, are the one fated to save this world and bring it back to prosperity."

Jaune slowly sat down and held his head. "Me...a hero?"

Zelda nodded. "Yes. Though you are not strong yet, I believe you have the strength and the ability to fight the approaching Darkness."

"But I'm just ten. How am I supposed to save the world?"

"Don't worry, other Links have been as old as you. You have seven years before your journey should begin. In that time, you will learn from me, and from your family."

Jaune smiled. "Alright...I'll do it. I'll bring Hyrule back."

But the princess just shook her head. "Hyrule is gone. I've accepted this. Use your power to push back the Grimm and save the world you still have, before it's too late. Otherwise, your world will become like mine."

Jaune gulped. "I promise to try!'

Zelda giggled. "Good. Now, I believe you're close to waking up. We'll talk more tomorrow. I will train you and tell you more about the history of Hyrule. For now, I wish to say this." She took his hands in her own. "Never lose the light in your heart. You have the soul of heroes, both past and present. You have to courage to succeed."

Jaune nodded with a smile and began to slowly fade away. "Wait. If you said I was the rebirth of your friend...what about you?"

Zelda smiled. "Don't worry...you will meet her in the future. She's going to be very important to you, and Remnant."

Jaune vanished before he could think about it further.

With him gone, the princess turned to the glass portrait and waved her hand. The mirror glowed briefly and was replaced by an image of a small room. In the bed were two girls, one blonde and wearing an orange t-shirt over her budding body. Her focus, however, was on the other occupant. Dark red hair framed a pale face with rosey cheeks. The girl whimpered and she sent some of her magic into her, easing the girl who snuggled into a plush wolf. Unbeknownst to the young girl, her left hand glowed. The Triforce etched itself into her hand, the left triangle glowing before fading away.

End of Chapter

UO: Huh. When it's 8 pages, it doesn't seem so long. Anyway that's the prologue to gauge interest.

NS: I know, right? It's almost like when there's less to slog through, it goes by faster! :V

UO: Almost like if SOMEONE wanted to contribute more than being an editor it would go faster.

As for the two sisters, Santari is Hindi for the Orange Fruit, Wardi is Arabic for Pink. Aoi is the Japanese word for Blue and Violet is another way to say Purple.

Preview: A look back on seven years of training as Jaune prepares for his journey to Beacon. Zelda reveals what he must do and evil works in the shadows.

Next time: Seven Years to take the First Step