Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Legend of Zelda, the characters and settings are used only for storytelling.

The Hero that Holds my Hope: Prologue

It was as silent as the grave. The land seemed to be smitten by the curse of mute, however it seemed that one slight touch would make it burst with anger. So it was at that time, a war occurred in this beautiful land called, Hyrule. However, it was so quiet during that specific time, only suspense grew in the hearts of many. However in the hearts of one family, it did not have existence.

Just recently, a husband and a wife's first-born son was delivered, who was known by the name of Link. The mother poked at his hands, like a cat batting at a ball of yarn. The little one reached his hands upward and wiggled his legs all 'round and about. The father watched silently and smiled.

Link's mother was incredibly beautiful. Her hair was a golden yellow and held up with braids and hazel eyes. Her dress was that of a poor woman's, however, poverty or richness did not matter to her, but the happiness of her dear family. For she believed the home was a very sacred place, and it is the home where children should be brought up righteously, and the happiness of her family brought it to that state.

Her husband thought the same about the home as well. He continued to watch her with his blue eyes, as he let his blonde hair fall, which was tied back. He had his hands behind his back and stood with feet apart as he smiled down at his two most precious things he ever had.

Link was laughing and laughing as his mother poked at him. His laughs were so sweet to the ears; it would make one so emotional shed tears of joy. Link's smile dazzled and seemed to show out more than anything in that place. His eyes were so bright and glittered like sapphires; they were so deep of a blue. He bore a head of silky blonde hair, that shown partly in the front, despite having that little green hat on. Link's mother picked him up, with the little child still laughing, and faced her husband.

"It is best you get going now, you mustn't keep the captain waiting."

"I fear that you are right, I must go, however, my time was not wasted watching the two of you smile so."

Link's mother smiled sweetly. She kissed her husband on the cheek, still holding onto Link, before he gathered up his things, and left the house. Link's mother set the young child in the little crib and tucked him in bed after noticing that he yawned horrendously. She kissed him on the cheek and sat down beside him in a rocking chair and began to knit a new pair of socks for him. They were quite adorable; she had designs of little swirls on each sock, which was fluorescent.

She noticed his little eyes had closed and his little mouth slightly hung open. His small chest slowly rose up and down along with the inhaling and exhaling coming from little Link. His hands were clenched gently, and his mother noticed how small they were along with his feet, despite the fact that his legs were little chubby legs. She giggled silently to that, and continued to knit the socks.

Her husband had left to see the captain, due to his beckoning unto him. He was a soldier, loyal to the captain of that region. The land was split into many regions, and left king-less. The captain lived far from his home, so it took the day to reach the quarters of the captain. When he reached there, they sat down and discussed different matters.

"Lon... as you know, there has been a war in this land... and I am troubled to tell you, you must join us in battle as a soldier."

Link's father paused; however, he did not show that he was shocked. He didn't want to leave his dear family. He continued to listen quietly.

"The people have lost all hope in our region, and if we have a strong soldier by our side, victory will be ours, and the land will be in our possession... so please... if you would, Lon."

He interrupted him, "Captain... I am prepared to go into battle. However, my being on the fields would not resurrect hope, it has always been with you. I will go into battle as you have asked, but it will not be for the land, but for the bringing of light to this land and an act for peace in this world. For if you wish to gain peace... you must go through war... but I do wish that wars and conflicts may be erased, but they cannot be avoided with the corrupt hearts of people now."

"Lon..."

"When do we set out?"

"Tomorrow, in the afternoon. Battle awaits us at the horizon."

The next day, it began with a cold silence as usual, except it was deeper, it seemed that so soon from then it would be a roar that would shake the land. The hours passed and the sadness grew deeper. It was then the afternoon and the town had gathered to bid farewell to the soldiers that were leaving out to the battle waiting for them. Each of the townspeople looked down in depression, clinging on to their children's shoulders. The poor children could not comprehend what was happening.

Link's mother held onto the little one very tightly. She looked down the road and saw her husband approaching. She held a handful of purple flowers in her hand to give to him. As he passed on his horse, she took his hand and placed them into his palm. He took his other hand and rubbed the top of his wife's then continued on. When they let go, she still held it out as if he were still holding it. She looked after him, as if it seemed he was riding out of her whole life. So the army rode out of the town and rode toward the battle that awaited them.

No one spoke to each other that day; it was not until the night when screams were heard throughout the streets. Link's mother sat in her rocking chair, still knitting the last of little baby Link's socks. He was awfully quiet as well, he would only grunt here and there. It began to rain hard, and thunder was heard. The mother sighed deeply, until she heard a scream from outside. She quickly sat up as she heard a bang on the door. It was then broken down and evil men came in swords raised, as well as torches.

Link's mother did not panic, however, when Link started to cry, the guards murmured to themselves, "Kill the baby, too."

Link's mother quickly grabbed the sword off the wall and slashed at them. They fell to the ground, along with their weapons, and one of the torches caught the floor on fire. The maiden quickly thought to herself as she grabbed Link out of his crib.

"I must take Link to a safe place." She thought, "He must not be slain!"

She quickly escaped, tightly clinging onto her baby and held him close to her breast. She mounted the white horse outside and grabbed onto the reins. However, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back, then a cold substance ran down like a waterfall. It stung like fire as she looked back; it was one of the evil men. She grabbed a nearby spear and threw it at him, piercing him in the chest. She then rode off quickly.

Out of the town she went, as Link still cried. Thunder brought death along with it, and the rain was the tears of the grieved. Blood was still dripping from her wound, and the arrow remained. She had to make it, until she reached safety; she could not die, until Link was safe.

There was fire in every direction that night. The stars were blank and the moon was dead and faded. It seemed daylight would never sweep the lands ever again. The mother rode toward the only place without fire, a forest that seemed so empty and deserted. She suddenly remembered the stories of an ancient tree that dwelt there, who guarded many other small ones. She decided to go there, Link would be safe.

The pain was getting worse, and her vision began to get blurry, however, she still clung on tightly to little Link and the reins. At last she reached the sanctuary of the forest. It was quiet there as she rode quickly to the tree. When she reached there. She dismounted and walked toward a broad tree.

"We do not allow intruders in this forest, be gone!"

"Oh, Great Deku Tree... I ask you only one favor, a wish of mine I desire so much to be granted..."

The Deku Tree then noticed the blood dripping from her, and listened to her plea. She fell to her knees and looked up at the towering tree.

"Please take care of my baby... Raise him amongst yours, as Link..."

She then fell to her side, with Link beside her. It was then and there when she died of the much loss of blood.

Author's note: How was the prologue? I can assure you that Link won't be a baby in the next chapter... Keep reading, because it gets better! PLEASE REVIEW... and I will except fires because for those of you who send them, I know you are people who are just lost and confused... I get worse at school, so bring it on... But if you must make any suggestions to improve my work, I prefer polite criticism.