The Legend of Zelda: Forgotten Memories
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the legend of Zelda characters. All of them are copyright to Nintendo and are used solely for enjoyment and storytelling purposes.
Synopsis: Link and Zelda once had a deepening love for one another, until Link left mysteriously and returned not knowing anything of their relationship or who he was. It is up to Zelda to help him remember the times they shared, but will Link love her as he once did?
It was a dreary rainy day, and looking longingly out the window of the Caste tower, Zelda watched the raindrops slide down the glass and hit the ground below in a vast torrent of water. A low sigh escaped her firm ruby lips, as her dull blue eyes reflected a pale longing pulling at her heart and making it ache with worry.
Link had been gone for almost three days, and she heard not what happened to him. It was evident he was the type of person to be highly independent and secretive, but she had never known him to go somewhere without telling her. Zelda felt guilty to worry as if she was some sort of chaperone, but she had a terrible feeling etching inside her that something was wrong.
In the light from the gray sky, she looked very pale and delicate. Zelda would not tell anyone she had stayed up all night waiting and hoping Link would return, and by morning she was simply exhausted. Sleep would give her no ease as she could not sleep at all, nor could passing the time by reading books or taking walks. Reluctantly the princess fell into one of her cushioned velvet chairs next to the window, and immediately after her head turned to resume her empty gaze at the rainy world outside.
It was very quiet in the castle that morning, although some of her servants were on edge and tense because she had isolated herself and spoke very little since Link's departure. Zelda could find no words within her to speak, and she felt not the energy she normally had when Link was around to keep her company. With her hands placed gracefully on her lap and her flowing white dress elegantly positioned in the chair, Zelda listened listlessly to the pounding of the rain on the roof of the castle. The sound was subtle and relaxing in almost a repetitive way, but for the princess it was an excruciating reminder that perhaps the weather was preventing her beloved from returning home...
Zelda was not expecting to hear a loud rapping on the door of the tower, which caused her to jump in her chair and look wildly around as if awoken from a dream. The rapping sounded three more times, until she abruptly rose from her chair to acknowledge the person on the other side. For a brief moment she hoped it was Link, that he had come to surprise her as he always did and hold her in his arms, and so she said expectantly.
"You may enter."
It was not Link, but a servant who walked inside, though her steps were swift and urgent. Zelda was about to sink back into her chair bitterly, until the servant said joyfully while motioning the princess to the doorway.
"My lady! Sir Link has returned from his venture!"
A relieved smile spread across Zelda's lips, and despite wearing a long dress the princess flew to the door. Her long fine golden hair added to the sparkling brightness in her eyes, as some stray strands fell in front of her pointed ears. For the first time in three days, Zelda was able to speak with enthusiasm in her soft gentle voice.
"He has? This is wonderful news!"
However, when she was about to leave the servant took hold of her arm with a firm grasp. At first Zelda tried to pull away, unaware of why she was being held back from seeing the man she loved so dearly, but when her eyes fell upon the servant's serious face a feeling of dread crept through her. The words the servant spoke next only added to Zelda's pending fear of the worst.
"My lady...Sir Link was found wandering Hyrule field a bloody mess. No one knows why he did not return to the castle, or what happened to him during his outing. All that is known is that...something is different about him..."
Confused, Zelda's brow furrowed daintily as her thoughts swirled in her mind. Something is different about Link? What in Hyrule's name was the servant talking about? If it was something different, she hoped it did not affect their relationship. As quickly as she felt joy over Link's return, the joy faded into worry when Zelda asked nervously.
"Different? What do you mean?"
"Follow me my Lady, and you will see for yourself..."
The servant replied vaguely, and Zelda walked with fast hurried steps behind the servant, down the steps and through the many corridors of the castle. As she went she wondered why Link had left in the first place since he simply vanished from his room one particularly dark night without explanation, and she hoped when she reunited with him she would get an answer for his disappearance.
When they arrived at Link's room, the servant ushered her in silently. The room was dark because the large crimson drapes had been pulled over the windows overlooking the dreary rainy fields and houses in the distance. Zelda immediately went to Link's bedside where she saw her beloved laying weakly, his eyes open though his body very much still.
"Link, I'm so glad you have returned and are safe at last!"
Zelda said furtively, her voice quavering though still soft and quiet as to not disrupt him too much. She watched with wide hopeful eyes as Link's head turned slowly toward her and looked at her with an expressionless gaze. His face was streaked with blood and he was still dressed in his forest green tunic, though there were many evident cuts on his arms and face. The young Hylian's honey colored hair was messy and tangled in some places; his long bangs hanging just over his azure blue eyes.
Reassuringly Zelda took one of his hands in hers, and found his hands to be dreadfully cold like ice. She had to be strong for Link, and support him as he healed from his injuries. The princess leaned in close and kissed his cheek tenderly, while caressing his worn hands. To her utter shock, Link suddenly pulled away and glared at her maliciously, tucking his hands beneath the covers of his bed while he responded with disgust.
"What do you think you're doing? Who are you?"
His words came out so harshly Zelda's mouth gaped slightly in surprise. She watched with glassy eyes as Link folded his arms across his chest and continued to glare at her as if she committed a dreadful crime by touching him so affectionately, when really that was how they always had been with one another. What had become of him to make him act in such a manner? Though she was surprised, she thought perhaps something had traumatized him and he momentarily didn't recognize her as being someone he knew and trusted.
"Link, it is I Zelda!"
There was no response to her words, other than what she feared she would never have to hear from someone like him. Link looked at her, as his mouth curved into a slight frown that was evident by anger, while his eyes turned a steel blue and continued to stare at her questioningly. Finally, his words came out in a blunt form that nearly made Zelda collapse from being overwhelmed.
"Zelda? What kind of name is that? Whatever you call yourself woman, I am not familiar with you or this place for that matter at all."
She was shocked by his change of attitude, especially when he addressed her as plainly 'woman' and not beloved as he always did before. His voice was cold and plain, as if he were talking to a complete stranger and not the woman he loved. It hurt Zelda deeply in her core to be so belittled by him, yet she had to pursue the matter to clear things up. Maybe Link was playing some sort of a joke? Or...had something really...changed him?
"Don't act so foolishly Link, you know who I am better than anyone else! We have spent a lot of time together here in Hyrule Castle. If you still want to play such a game than maybe this will bring back your memory...."
Though fearful, Zelda touched Link's lips with her own, thinking he would quit acting so immature and respond by finally acknowledging who she was so she wouldn't have to worry any longer. Instead, Link drew back and turned his head away before moving his body away from her on the bed and swinging his legs over the other side as fast as lightning. Zelda backed away, feeling tears burning in her eyes, especially when Link went to the drapes and pulled them back to let light into the room. For a while he stood in front of the window, silhouetted by the pale gray light from the sky, until he turned suddenly, looked at her and said calmly.
"I don't know who you are. I'm sorry, but...I can't respond that way to someone I don't even know! I have no idea where I am or why I carried such weapons as a sword and bow around with me, but I suppose that doesn't really matter now."
"It certainly DOES matter!"
Zelda said between sobs, looking at Link and confirming her worst fears – he had no idea who she was, anything they did or shared – or anything for that matter. How? Why? What went so terribly wrong to wipe out his memory and that their love ever existed? Zelda realized she was becoming overbearing and had to calm down, but still she felt empty. Maybe it was only temporary? Or...maybe it was permanent unless she did something about it by trying to regain his lost memories of his life. Though she cried over him, Link appeared much the same and wasn't shaken in the least by her outburst.
"I'm sorry."
Was all she could say to him, and with that she left the room to go to the courtyard to think. Would Link remain this way forever? If so, she would have to help him become himself again, but she knew it wouldn't be an easy task...
Author's Note: How was it? Sorry if the ending was abrupt, but I decided to cut it off there in hopes that people would review and tell me if they liked the plot to this story. In order for me to continue it I will need to see reviews, because I don't want to write something no one will read. This is a Zelink romance fic if you haven't noticed yet, and it will be more developed in the next few chapters if enough people like it. Thanks for reading, and if you're interested you can check out my other stories by looking up my pen name.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the legend of Zelda characters. All of them are copyright to Nintendo and are used solely for enjoyment and storytelling purposes.
Synopsis: Link and Zelda once had a deepening love for one another, until Link left mysteriously and returned not knowing anything of their relationship or who he was. It is up to Zelda to help him remember the times they shared, but will Link love her as he once did?
It was a dreary rainy day, and looking longingly out the window of the Caste tower, Zelda watched the raindrops slide down the glass and hit the ground below in a vast torrent of water. A low sigh escaped her firm ruby lips, as her dull blue eyes reflected a pale longing pulling at her heart and making it ache with worry.
Link had been gone for almost three days, and she heard not what happened to him. It was evident he was the type of person to be highly independent and secretive, but she had never known him to go somewhere without telling her. Zelda felt guilty to worry as if she was some sort of chaperone, but she had a terrible feeling etching inside her that something was wrong.
In the light from the gray sky, she looked very pale and delicate. Zelda would not tell anyone she had stayed up all night waiting and hoping Link would return, and by morning she was simply exhausted. Sleep would give her no ease as she could not sleep at all, nor could passing the time by reading books or taking walks. Reluctantly the princess fell into one of her cushioned velvet chairs next to the window, and immediately after her head turned to resume her empty gaze at the rainy world outside.
It was very quiet in the castle that morning, although some of her servants were on edge and tense because she had isolated herself and spoke very little since Link's departure. Zelda could find no words within her to speak, and she felt not the energy she normally had when Link was around to keep her company. With her hands placed gracefully on her lap and her flowing white dress elegantly positioned in the chair, Zelda listened listlessly to the pounding of the rain on the roof of the castle. The sound was subtle and relaxing in almost a repetitive way, but for the princess it was an excruciating reminder that perhaps the weather was preventing her beloved from returning home...
Zelda was not expecting to hear a loud rapping on the door of the tower, which caused her to jump in her chair and look wildly around as if awoken from a dream. The rapping sounded three more times, until she abruptly rose from her chair to acknowledge the person on the other side. For a brief moment she hoped it was Link, that he had come to surprise her as he always did and hold her in his arms, and so she said expectantly.
"You may enter."
It was not Link, but a servant who walked inside, though her steps were swift and urgent. Zelda was about to sink back into her chair bitterly, until the servant said joyfully while motioning the princess to the doorway.
"My lady! Sir Link has returned from his venture!"
A relieved smile spread across Zelda's lips, and despite wearing a long dress the princess flew to the door. Her long fine golden hair added to the sparkling brightness in her eyes, as some stray strands fell in front of her pointed ears. For the first time in three days, Zelda was able to speak with enthusiasm in her soft gentle voice.
"He has? This is wonderful news!"
However, when she was about to leave the servant took hold of her arm with a firm grasp. At first Zelda tried to pull away, unaware of why she was being held back from seeing the man she loved so dearly, but when her eyes fell upon the servant's serious face a feeling of dread crept through her. The words the servant spoke next only added to Zelda's pending fear of the worst.
"My lady...Sir Link was found wandering Hyrule field a bloody mess. No one knows why he did not return to the castle, or what happened to him during his outing. All that is known is that...something is different about him..."
Confused, Zelda's brow furrowed daintily as her thoughts swirled in her mind. Something is different about Link? What in Hyrule's name was the servant talking about? If it was something different, she hoped it did not affect their relationship. As quickly as she felt joy over Link's return, the joy faded into worry when Zelda asked nervously.
"Different? What do you mean?"
"Follow me my Lady, and you will see for yourself..."
The servant replied vaguely, and Zelda walked with fast hurried steps behind the servant, down the steps and through the many corridors of the castle. As she went she wondered why Link had left in the first place since he simply vanished from his room one particularly dark night without explanation, and she hoped when she reunited with him she would get an answer for his disappearance.
When they arrived at Link's room, the servant ushered her in silently. The room was dark because the large crimson drapes had been pulled over the windows overlooking the dreary rainy fields and houses in the distance. Zelda immediately went to Link's bedside where she saw her beloved laying weakly, his eyes open though his body very much still.
"Link, I'm so glad you have returned and are safe at last!"
Zelda said furtively, her voice quavering though still soft and quiet as to not disrupt him too much. She watched with wide hopeful eyes as Link's head turned slowly toward her and looked at her with an expressionless gaze. His face was streaked with blood and he was still dressed in his forest green tunic, though there were many evident cuts on his arms and face. The young Hylian's honey colored hair was messy and tangled in some places; his long bangs hanging just over his azure blue eyes.
Reassuringly Zelda took one of his hands in hers, and found his hands to be dreadfully cold like ice. She had to be strong for Link, and support him as he healed from his injuries. The princess leaned in close and kissed his cheek tenderly, while caressing his worn hands. To her utter shock, Link suddenly pulled away and glared at her maliciously, tucking his hands beneath the covers of his bed while he responded with disgust.
"What do you think you're doing? Who are you?"
His words came out so harshly Zelda's mouth gaped slightly in surprise. She watched with glassy eyes as Link folded his arms across his chest and continued to glare at her as if she committed a dreadful crime by touching him so affectionately, when really that was how they always had been with one another. What had become of him to make him act in such a manner? Though she was surprised, she thought perhaps something had traumatized him and he momentarily didn't recognize her as being someone he knew and trusted.
"Link, it is I Zelda!"
There was no response to her words, other than what she feared she would never have to hear from someone like him. Link looked at her, as his mouth curved into a slight frown that was evident by anger, while his eyes turned a steel blue and continued to stare at her questioningly. Finally, his words came out in a blunt form that nearly made Zelda collapse from being overwhelmed.
"Zelda? What kind of name is that? Whatever you call yourself woman, I am not familiar with you or this place for that matter at all."
She was shocked by his change of attitude, especially when he addressed her as plainly 'woman' and not beloved as he always did before. His voice was cold and plain, as if he were talking to a complete stranger and not the woman he loved. It hurt Zelda deeply in her core to be so belittled by him, yet she had to pursue the matter to clear things up. Maybe Link was playing some sort of a joke? Or...had something really...changed him?
"Don't act so foolishly Link, you know who I am better than anyone else! We have spent a lot of time together here in Hyrule Castle. If you still want to play such a game than maybe this will bring back your memory...."
Though fearful, Zelda touched Link's lips with her own, thinking he would quit acting so immature and respond by finally acknowledging who she was so she wouldn't have to worry any longer. Instead, Link drew back and turned his head away before moving his body away from her on the bed and swinging his legs over the other side as fast as lightning. Zelda backed away, feeling tears burning in her eyes, especially when Link went to the drapes and pulled them back to let light into the room. For a while he stood in front of the window, silhouetted by the pale gray light from the sky, until he turned suddenly, looked at her and said calmly.
"I don't know who you are. I'm sorry, but...I can't respond that way to someone I don't even know! I have no idea where I am or why I carried such weapons as a sword and bow around with me, but I suppose that doesn't really matter now."
"It certainly DOES matter!"
Zelda said between sobs, looking at Link and confirming her worst fears – he had no idea who she was, anything they did or shared – or anything for that matter. How? Why? What went so terribly wrong to wipe out his memory and that their love ever existed? Zelda realized she was becoming overbearing and had to calm down, but still she felt empty. Maybe it was only temporary? Or...maybe it was permanent unless she did something about it by trying to regain his lost memories of his life. Though she cried over him, Link appeared much the same and wasn't shaken in the least by her outburst.
"I'm sorry."
Was all she could say to him, and with that she left the room to go to the courtyard to think. Would Link remain this way forever? If so, she would have to help him become himself again, but she knew it wouldn't be an easy task...
Author's Note: How was it? Sorry if the ending was abrupt, but I decided to cut it off there in hopes that people would review and tell me if they liked the plot to this story. In order for me to continue it I will need to see reviews, because I don't want to write something no one will read. This is a Zelink romance fic if you haven't noticed yet, and it will be more developed in the next few chapters if enough people like it. Thanks for reading, and if you're interested you can check out my other stories by looking up my pen name.