In a land far from the realm of mortals, there existed three goddess. Din, the goddess of fire that leaves terror and fury in her wake, creating mountains to stand against the flow of time itself. Nayru, the wisest of them all, who created both law and order with her words and deeds, their actions seen upon the waves of blue. And lastly, Farore, whose courage propelled many heroes to create numerous heroes, their legends sung on the wind. Between these three goddess, they created the land of Hyrule. A kingdom blessed with both ferity in the fields, and a wise family of rulers to guide the people through the ages. Aided by a powerful artifact, the Triforce. A powerful and long sought after device created by the Goddess separated into three sections by three traits. Courage, Wisdom, and Power, if one was bestowed with these three gifts, then they would have complete command over the Triforce and all its power.

But, there was a fourth Goddess. By the name of Hylia, this single goddess was reborn throughout the centuries. Always born to the first daughter of the royal family, to stand against the forces of Demise. Who, in turn, was created through the act of hatred by demonic hands.

But, to aid her in this task, there is always a boy in green. Armed with a sword of evil's bane, and a shield with the bird of red.

Time and time again, has the boy and the girl stand against the forces of evil. Sometimes winning, sometimes loosing. The cycle repeats itself time and time again. For as long as the land of Hyrule could remember, these three beings waged their war ever since the foundation of the land itself. And once more, this three will met yet again.

This a telling of tales, passed on through the ages by humans. With just a slight variation this time around, that is. For you see, this time, it's not always a boy in green that saves the day.

In the small town of Gevin a young, blond haired youth yawed. Barely awake, the youth groggily looked around the room before settling back down into the peace of deep, deep, slumber.

"Connect! Where are you Connect?!" A voice called from outside, ruining the serenity of the moment with all the force of a battering ram.

Groaning, the youth answered as loud as possible, "Here!" Forcing the body to rise, the young girl know as Connect rose from her bed, her hair a mess, but thankfully still clad in her usual getup of trousers and linen shirt, a far cry from what the normal girls wore, but it suited her just fine.

"Come on!" The voice called again, "Today's the day you go to Castle town!"

Slipping daintily at her tea, the Princess of Hyrule, the royal heiress known everywhere as Zelda watched the sun rise over the horizon. The crimson lights mixing together with the azure sky to create a brilliant display of colors.

It proved a wonderful distraction from her chancellor's incessant nagging.

"You will stand next to the king as the villages prepare to celebrate the yearly harvest feast. Obviously, some mingling with the commoners will be required, but it shouldn't be too straining if you focus on the pleasantries. Still, you should maintain some distance, wouldn't want any fingers grabbing at your pretty dress." He went on, listing off several other things Zelda really wasn't paying attention to. Nodding here and there to keep up the pretense, she occupied herself by doing the ever-dignified act of daydreaming.

"Oh princess Zelda, you are so perfect and regal, you should rule on high from the tallest tower and command a massive army and be bathed in luxury in every way!" Said one of her many loyal subjects. Wisely, she shook her head in a majestic way, causing many of her subjects to swoon dramatically. Yes, just by shaking her head, she caused many of her citizens to become little more then puppies in her presence, don't question it. She's the princess.

"No, I must go on many adventures and set right what is wrong, for I can hear the call for a hero in far distant lands." She answered beautifully, raising the Master Sword to the sky.

Meanwhile, in the real world...

"Oh, and one last thing, the village of Gevin will be attending as well. So your old friend should be there as well."

Zelda's eyes narrowed.

"Not so fast!" Said a new voice from behind her, ruining the magnificence of her refusal to queenship and all it's luxuries, "I am here to reclaim the throne for myself!"

Turning around and offering a kind smile to one her life long and most hated enemies, "Ah, Connect, what brings you here?"

Smiling the most wicked of all wicked smiles, because it was that wicked, her enemy, who was also the enemy of everyone in her castle and the world, just because, laughed haughtily, "You heard me princess. I have grown tried of your ever perfect ways and have come to claim the land of Hyrule as my own!"

Zelda just smiled the prettiest of all smiles because it was that pretty, in response, "Oh? And what will you call this land of yours?"

"Grooseland!" Connect replied without missing a beat.

The silence was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"...Really?" Zelda said, there were no other words.

Looking downcast, Connect shuffled around awkwardly, "Well, it's just, my dad really liked the name and I promised him that I would call it that if I ever took over the world so..." She turned her head away in embarrassment, her face beet red.

Well, now Zelda felt like she kicked a puppy and sat on it for giggles, "It's not that bad..." She tired to console her archenemy, by placing a hand on her shoulder. Just because you were archenemies with someone didn't mean you had to be a jerk about it. That was like, a rule or something.

"Yes it is!" Connect said, her much shorter blond hair swaying in the wind, "I never wanted to be an evil dictator, I wanted to knit!"

"... Like sweaters and socks?" Zelda asked.

Connect nodded earnestly, tears beginning to well up in her blue eyes,"Yeah! And shirts! Coats! Funny little hats that don't really make sense! Pouches that can hold a lot of heavy stuff even though that should be impossible!" She looked up to the taller woman, her cheeks puffed.

By the goddess, now Zelda just wanted to take her home, put her in fancy little outfits, give her bubble baths, put ribbons in her hair, take her shopping, and go boy hunting together! You know, general sister stuff.

Zelda tried to smile, but it didn't really work, "Well, I'm sure that you can take over another land! I think Termina could really use a work over!"

Connect sniffed, "R-really?"

Zelda nodded, "Yes, I'm sure that you'll make an excellent dictator with a hobby in knitting!"

Connect hugged her life long and most hated enemy, burying her face in Zelda's most ample bosom, especially when compared to Connect own much falter chest. Petting the blonde's head, Zelda whispered sweet nothings to her archrival. Removing her head from Zelda's breasts, Connect looked at her and said something that she didn't really hear.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you." Zelda asked.

"Princess Zelda, are you paying attention to me?" Connect said in a distinctly male voice.

Zelda blinked and let out an eloquent, "Eh?"

"I said, are you paying attention to me?" Male voiced Connect asked again, moving her arm up in Zelda's face.

A quick snap of the fingers brought Princess Zelda back from La La land and back to the Royal Study, "Huh? I mean, yes, of course." She said, eloquently.

Kayad raised an eyebrow; "You want a pack of mules to run rampant throughout the fair grounds? Well, you are the princess so I guess I could get it past the King but..."

"Err, no. I'm sorry, it's just I have a lot of things on my mind and I need to prepare for tonight. Could you give me some time to get ready?" Let it never be said that Princess Zelda couldn't make things up on the spot.

Nodding, Kayad took his leave and left the room. When all was silent, Zelda looked down to her less then impressive chest and sighed. "Stupid Connect, why did she get bigger and I got smaller?"

"I really hope these things don't any bigger..." Connect sighed, grabbing another pair of melons and putting them onto the cart.

"They do!" Her adopted sister, Aidan, answered cheerfully. Aidan was an almost petite girl, though you wouldn't believe it by the ease she carried the heavier cargo. She had brown hair in a ponytail, with brown eyes to match. Dressed in an outfit similar to Connect, but more of a dress and less of a tunic. Handing Connect a much larger watermelon that was so heavy that she nearly dropped it when she went to grab it.

"Oof!" Connect strained to lift the thing before finally setting the fruit down on the cart with a loud THUNK!

"It's been a good harvest this year huh?" Aidan said gleefully, grabbing a crate of grapes and handing them to Connect again. Thankfully, this one was a lot lighter then the previous load and was set down a lot easier then the other.

"I guess." Connect replied, more for the sake of replying then anything else.

"I mean, last year was pretty good too, but this year is a lot better. Hey! Do you think I'll get to see the Princess again?" Aidan asked suddenly, stopping the delivery process.

Connect shrugged, grabbing the next load from her friend, "I dunno. I hope not."

"What?! Why!" The pony tailed girl demanded to know, her brown eyes casting a surprised and pleading look to her friend.

Connect, for her part, had a flashback.

Two years ago...

The two stared each other down, waiting for the other to make the next move. Whoever did, would be declared the loser.

"Your hat still looks stupid." Connect said, apparently the winner.

Zelda bristled, "Well, you look stupid."

"Well, I don't really like her." Connect answered honestly, crossing her arms.

"Oh come on. I know you two still have this rivalry thing going on..."

Three years ago

"You need to multiply two by ten, what does that get you?" Zelda asked sternly, holding a book in her hands.

"... Twoooo... Million?" Connect answered lamely.

Zelda smacked her over the head with the book.

"But that's all in the past! You two have been fighting ever since you met when you were little. You need to let these things go."

"Coming from you? That's rich."

Six years ago.

"I will have vengeance! You hear me!? I. WILL. HAVE. VENGENCE!" Aidan yelled to the red horse that would soon receive its name. The horse in question looked puzzled by this statement, then went back to eating hay.

"It's different." Aidan said defensively.

"You swore to have revenge against Epona, for the grievous crime of...not letting you ride her. Right." Connect rolled her eyes.

"Really different."

"Tell you what? I'll tone down my rivalry with Zelda if you promise not to try to kidnap my horse."

"De...dea..."

"Aidan."

"Deal!" Grabbing Connect's hand for a handshake, the two adopted sisters shook on it.

"What are you two doing?"

Jumping in the air with a squeak, the two teenagers turned to face a much larger man with a goatee and brown hair. His build not unlike a Goron, a mountain of a man that looked like he could crush them in two. His gaze like a searchlight, looking over the two girls likes a hawk. Known by many as Bedagi, but to the two girls, he was known as...

"Dad!" The two girls squawked.

"Not doing the chores I see." He growled out, looking over to the cart with only a half load on it, "You two want to run laps again?"

"No, of course not!" They said in unison, and then began loading the next batch of grains and harvest as fast as they could.

"Really? It sounded like you two were talking about the Princess and the Horse over there." He gestured over to the red horse that was nearby, who was standing next to a hay bale and munching away.

"Depends on which one's the horse." Connect muttered under her breath as they loaded, causing Aidan to snicker.

"Well now, disrespect to the Royal Family? That is punishable by death." Bedagi said, crossing his arms and looking thoughtful.

"But Dad, Connect wasn't disrespecting the Family, just Zelda." Aidan said cheerfully, causing Connect to sigh.

"Really? Well, that's even worse. That means the only way to to repent for such a grime crime...is to give your dad a hug."

Aidan, eager to be free of any punishment, ran up to her father and gave him a running hug. Connect rolled her eyes, but couldn't keep the smile off her face.

"Come on Connect! Give Dad a hug!" Aidan pressed.

"Adopted."

"So?"

Rolling her eyes, Connect walked over and gave Bedagi a hug as well. Taking his two daughters in his embrace, he lifted them both up in the air causing Connect to shriek in surprise, while Aidan laughed in glee.

Setting his two daughters down, Bedagi rested his hands on their shoulders, the man stared longingly into their eyes, "Ah, I remember when you both so little, you two could fit into the palm of hands. We'll have to find you both a man soon enough."

Aidan looked shocked, "But Dad! I don't want to get married! I wanna go on adventures and have lots of exciting romances and...and kyaa!" She said, clasping her hands together as she daydreamed, "Oooh, I'll have a big horse, and a flaming sword, and be dressed in all green! Like the Hero of Light!"

"The Hero of Light? You mean that Link guy from those old stories?" Connect asked, placing a hand on her hips.

"Yeah! He rode together with the Princess of Hyrule to defeat the evil Ganon pig man and got married!" Aidan said, sounding like a fangirl, which, in fact, she was.

"I thought the legends said he disappeared not long afterwards."

"Eh. Details. Let me have my fantasies." Aidan said quickly, and then looked at Connect as if apprising her, "You know Connect, you look a lot like him, actually. Blond hair, pointy ears, wolf like face-"

"Hey!"

"And really good with the bow and arrow! Not so good with a sword though..." Aidan placed a hand to her lips, as if contemplating something, "I wonder what you'd look like in a green hat and clothes..."

"Uh, I'm not up for fighting evil, thanks." Connect refused, putting her hands up in a placating gesture, "I just want to work on the farm, that's it."

"And you're name is Connect!" Aidan said, continuing on like Connect hadn't spoken, "That's like the female name of Link!

"Dad...Please do something about this." Connect moaned, to her displeasure, Bedagi just laughed.

"What can I do? You know how she is." Bedagi said, patting her on the back, "Now, get back to work. Don't want to be late for the festival after all." Rolling her eyes, Connect grabbed Aidan by the arm and dragged her back to the cart.

"Oh, and Connect."

"Huh?" Turning back around, she looked at her adopted father, who had a pensive look on his face.

"Fate is a strange, you can plan to be many things, but sometimes, it has plans for us. Just remember that." He said, then turned around and walked away.

Connect turned her eyes downward, trying to comprehend what was just said to her.

"Huh. Wonder what he meant by that." Aidan said, popping another crate onto the cart.

"Yeah..."

"I bet it was a warning! You know how it goes, the father figure says something cryptic and meaningful, and that's part of the call to adventure!"

"You read too many stories." Connect replied, rubbing her friends' head, causing her to pout.

"You read me them!"

Author notes:

Well, let's get it out of the way.

Yes, in this story, the new Link is a girl named Connect. Why Connect? One, it's more feminine then Link. Two, It beats just adding an "a" to the end of Link. Three, it same basic meaning. Link=Connect.

Why did I write this? One part boredom, one part because I find the idea funny, two parts because I'm trying to expand my horizons. Who knows? This may turn out to be good thing after all.

To those of you who find the idea abhorrent and this should be burned in flames, well, go away. I normally appreciate criticism, really, but if your review is nothing but a strand of insults and mockery, then prepared to be ignored.

To those of you who have well thought out opinions, then bye all means, review. I would like to hear your thoughts on the story and what I did wrong.

Thank you for reading this story.

Truly Wandering, Outlaw.