Author's Note: This takes place after Link's quest and is a mix of Treasure
Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, and Zelda, Ocarina of Time. This is in
thinks words, he's writing the story, just like Jim Hawkins! Dr. Livesey
(My favorite from the book), Saria (My fav. From Zelda), Link (No
explanation needed), and Captain (a man from the book), will play a big
role in this story. I don't own anything!
For the Sake of Friendship
Chapter 1
The Old Sea Dog in the Kokiri Forest.
It has been a long time, nearly a year I suppose, since I last left these woods. I awoke this morning 7- in the morning, and I had been talking to Saria when she asked me to write down the whole particulars about the guest we once had, from beginning to end, keeping nothing back what so ever. I take up my pen in the hour 10- and go back to the time when I had no fairy and the old buccaneer first came to the Kokiri Forest.
I remember him as if it were yesterday. Saria and I were having our morning meal when a tapping sound arose from the outside. The tapping became unbearable as it turned into a loud banging on her front door.
" I'll get it!" she said with the utmost excitement and ran to the door, slowly turning the knob.
It was at that moment that I saw her small figure thrust to the side by a heavy wooden stick. I ran over to her as quickly as my legs could manage in the early morning.
" Saria, are you alright?" I cried when I saw her wounded shoulder.
She could not speak, tears of pain caused every sound, possible in a Kokiri that is, to escape her. I then allowed my gaze to fall upon the man that had hurt my dear friend. He was a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man; his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulders of his soiled blue coat; his hands ragged and scarred, with black, broken nails; and a saber cut across on cheek, a dirty, livid white.
" Pardon me, sir, but please tell me, what right do you have to treat people in that way," I tried my best to keep my voice from shacking, for I was very, very frightened.
" Well sonny, looks like you gots yourself I good place hear," the man said completely ignoring my question. " I wouldn't mind livin' in a place like this. Much company?"
I replied with a simple no and told him there were twelve others besides my friend and myself, and when I tried to explain that this was Saria's house, he cut me off.
" I'll pay you four gold pieces for this place, I'll only stay a little while. I'm not askin' for much matey. A simple glass of rum and me bacon and eggs in the morning is all. What you might call me? You might call me captain." The old man's tottering voice gave me the shivers.
I look down at Saria who was terrified at the sight of this man. I looked at the man, captain, and told him if he wasn't any trouble, it was a deal. He agreed and asked Saria to fetch his luggage. I went to help her and together we brought in his handbarrow.
" Ah," said the captain, " that's it, that's all me supplies. Now, do yourselves a favor and leave me be, I need me restin' time." and with that, we were shut out of the room.
As Saria and I walked to my house, she began to lose all control over her emotions and cried, yes, she cried. I held her as she cried and when she was done she stared at me with the utmost of fear.
" Link, that man took my house, where do I go?" says she.
" Well, you could stay with me, or if it pleases you further, we could ask Fala or Rala," those were her two good friends, besides me of course.
" Alright, whatever is best for you," she spoke.
" Then you'll stay with me, I don't want that ruffian coming over to Fala's house and swing his stick at you," I said, trying my best to comfort her.
The next morning was far worse than I expected. He, the captain, had completely taken Saria's room a part. Her rug had been torn and stained with rum along with her curtain being torn. The captain seemed to enjoy bossing Saria around. He treated her like a maid and whenever she did something wrong, he would hit her. The captain would force the two of us to listen to his tales. He raged on about the Dry Tortugas and the Spanish Main.
In the evening, he pulled me aside, placed a silver four penny in my hand and promised me another if I kept my eyes open for the seafaring man with one leg. I agreed and when I told Saria of my new job, she became quite worried.
" Another?" she asked me.
" I'm not sure," I said.
When the evening came, Saria was in a great deal of pain. Whenever I came to ask her what was the matter, she answered me with a simple nothing. I didn't believe her words and I left her with Mido as I rode off to Dr. Livesey's. I returned later that night with the doctor. He was a polite man and I described him as the contrast and neat, bright doctor, with his powder as white as snow, and his bright, black eyes and pleasant manners. When we came to Mido's house, we found Saria unconscious on the bed with blood on her pillow.
" Now my good man, tell me what has happened with this girl," the doctor asked Mido.
" That man asked her for a glass of rum and she dropped the mug by accident. He became furious with her and used his stick to smack her in the head," said he.
The doctor cleaned Saria's wound, bandaged both her arm and head, and stood up, looking down at me.
" Link, show me this man," says he.
I lead Dr. Livesey to Saria's, the captain's, house. He had Fala and Fado at his table, forcing them to listen to his horrifying tales. When the captain asked for silence, Dr. Livesey continued to talk with me, completely ignoring the captain.
" Silence, there, between decks!" the captain called angrily.
" Were you addressing me sir?" says the doctor; and when the ruffian had told him, with another oath, that this was so, " I have only one thing to say to you, sir" replies the doctor, " that if you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quiet of a very dirty scoundrel!"
The captain sprang to his feet, drew and opened a sailor's clasp knife, and, balancing it open on the palm of his hand, threatened to pin the doctor to the wall.
The doctor never so much as moved. He spoke to him, over his shoulder, and in the same tone of voice; rather high, so that all the room might hear, but perfectly calm and steady:
" If you do not put that knife this instant in your pocket, I promise, upon my honor, you shall hang at the next assizes."
Then followed a battle of looks between them, but the captain soon knuckled under, put up his weapon away, and resumed his seat, grumbling like a beaten dog.
" And now, sir," continued the doctor, " since I now know there's such a fellow in my district, you my count I'll have an eye upon you day and night. I'm not a doctor only; I'm a magistrate; and if I catch a breath of complaint against you, if it's only a piece of incivility like tonight's, I'll take effectual means to have you hunted down and routed out of this. Let that suffice."
Soon after their argument, Dr. Livesey told me to keep my eye on the captain and to take care of Saria, and rode away; but the captain held his peace that evening, and for many evenings to come.
For the Sake of Friendship
Chapter 1
The Old Sea Dog in the Kokiri Forest.
It has been a long time, nearly a year I suppose, since I last left these woods. I awoke this morning 7- in the morning, and I had been talking to Saria when she asked me to write down the whole particulars about the guest we once had, from beginning to end, keeping nothing back what so ever. I take up my pen in the hour 10- and go back to the time when I had no fairy and the old buccaneer first came to the Kokiri Forest.
I remember him as if it were yesterday. Saria and I were having our morning meal when a tapping sound arose from the outside. The tapping became unbearable as it turned into a loud banging on her front door.
" I'll get it!" she said with the utmost excitement and ran to the door, slowly turning the knob.
It was at that moment that I saw her small figure thrust to the side by a heavy wooden stick. I ran over to her as quickly as my legs could manage in the early morning.
" Saria, are you alright?" I cried when I saw her wounded shoulder.
She could not speak, tears of pain caused every sound, possible in a Kokiri that is, to escape her. I then allowed my gaze to fall upon the man that had hurt my dear friend. He was a tall, strong, heavy, nut-brown man; his tarry pigtail falling over the shoulders of his soiled blue coat; his hands ragged and scarred, with black, broken nails; and a saber cut across on cheek, a dirty, livid white.
" Pardon me, sir, but please tell me, what right do you have to treat people in that way," I tried my best to keep my voice from shacking, for I was very, very frightened.
" Well sonny, looks like you gots yourself I good place hear," the man said completely ignoring my question. " I wouldn't mind livin' in a place like this. Much company?"
I replied with a simple no and told him there were twelve others besides my friend and myself, and when I tried to explain that this was Saria's house, he cut me off.
" I'll pay you four gold pieces for this place, I'll only stay a little while. I'm not askin' for much matey. A simple glass of rum and me bacon and eggs in the morning is all. What you might call me? You might call me captain." The old man's tottering voice gave me the shivers.
I look down at Saria who was terrified at the sight of this man. I looked at the man, captain, and told him if he wasn't any trouble, it was a deal. He agreed and asked Saria to fetch his luggage. I went to help her and together we brought in his handbarrow.
" Ah," said the captain, " that's it, that's all me supplies. Now, do yourselves a favor and leave me be, I need me restin' time." and with that, we were shut out of the room.
As Saria and I walked to my house, she began to lose all control over her emotions and cried, yes, she cried. I held her as she cried and when she was done she stared at me with the utmost of fear.
" Link, that man took my house, where do I go?" says she.
" Well, you could stay with me, or if it pleases you further, we could ask Fala or Rala," those were her two good friends, besides me of course.
" Alright, whatever is best for you," she spoke.
" Then you'll stay with me, I don't want that ruffian coming over to Fala's house and swing his stick at you," I said, trying my best to comfort her.
The next morning was far worse than I expected. He, the captain, had completely taken Saria's room a part. Her rug had been torn and stained with rum along with her curtain being torn. The captain seemed to enjoy bossing Saria around. He treated her like a maid and whenever she did something wrong, he would hit her. The captain would force the two of us to listen to his tales. He raged on about the Dry Tortugas and the Spanish Main.
In the evening, he pulled me aside, placed a silver four penny in my hand and promised me another if I kept my eyes open for the seafaring man with one leg. I agreed and when I told Saria of my new job, she became quite worried.
" Another?" she asked me.
" I'm not sure," I said.
When the evening came, Saria was in a great deal of pain. Whenever I came to ask her what was the matter, she answered me with a simple nothing. I didn't believe her words and I left her with Mido as I rode off to Dr. Livesey's. I returned later that night with the doctor. He was a polite man and I described him as the contrast and neat, bright doctor, with his powder as white as snow, and his bright, black eyes and pleasant manners. When we came to Mido's house, we found Saria unconscious on the bed with blood on her pillow.
" Now my good man, tell me what has happened with this girl," the doctor asked Mido.
" That man asked her for a glass of rum and she dropped the mug by accident. He became furious with her and used his stick to smack her in the head," said he.
The doctor cleaned Saria's wound, bandaged both her arm and head, and stood up, looking down at me.
" Link, show me this man," says he.
I lead Dr. Livesey to Saria's, the captain's, house. He had Fala and Fado at his table, forcing them to listen to his horrifying tales. When the captain asked for silence, Dr. Livesey continued to talk with me, completely ignoring the captain.
" Silence, there, between decks!" the captain called angrily.
" Were you addressing me sir?" says the doctor; and when the ruffian had told him, with another oath, that this was so, " I have only one thing to say to you, sir" replies the doctor, " that if you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quiet of a very dirty scoundrel!"
The captain sprang to his feet, drew and opened a sailor's clasp knife, and, balancing it open on the palm of his hand, threatened to pin the doctor to the wall.
The doctor never so much as moved. He spoke to him, over his shoulder, and in the same tone of voice; rather high, so that all the room might hear, but perfectly calm and steady:
" If you do not put that knife this instant in your pocket, I promise, upon my honor, you shall hang at the next assizes."
Then followed a battle of looks between them, but the captain soon knuckled under, put up his weapon away, and resumed his seat, grumbling like a beaten dog.
" And now, sir," continued the doctor, " since I now know there's such a fellow in my district, you my count I'll have an eye upon you day and night. I'm not a doctor only; I'm a magistrate; and if I catch a breath of complaint against you, if it's only a piece of incivility like tonight's, I'll take effectual means to have you hunted down and routed out of this. Let that suffice."
Soon after their argument, Dr. Livesey told me to keep my eye on the captain and to take care of Saria, and rode away; but the captain held his peace that evening, and for many evenings to come.