What's up people and welcome to my newest fanfiction. This idea came to me a long time ago, and I've recently been inspired to finally post it. This story will take place before the undead's invasion of Quel'Thalas. Not like the day before but no more than three months. Also Link is based off of his Ocarina of Time character model and will also have the items from OOT, for his voice I usually think of Tapion from DBZ(yes he will talk, but sometimes he will speak through facial expressions and body motions. And even though he has a set voice his grunts and yells are still the same as in OOT). Also the units won't be gender specific, meaning there can be female swordsmen or male sorcerers etc. How will Link affect the events of Warcraft, and will he ever return home? Read and find out!

Chapter One: A Link to Another World

It had been a few years since Ganondorf tried to take over Hyrule, his plan almost worked but it failed in the end. He didn't count on Link becoming such a threat. Link was an eighteen year old Hylian man, he was a descendant of the legendary hero who shared his name... because of this he was destined to become a great hero himself. Upon pulling the legendary Master Sword out from the pedestal of time, he was able to challenge and defeat Ganondorf once and for all. He still kept all of the items he had gained over the journey, and the Master Sword was safely strapped to his back.

Now the noble hero spent his days in peace, taking the time to appreciate Hyrule more. The more he explored, the more good he felt inside. It was a great feeling to know that he was doing good for the world. Despite each race being different they all had some problems to face, and luckily Link was there to help. The brave hero was ready to tackle any challenge that was thrown at him.

In order to save Hyrule he needed to go to every single corner of the land, and he almost always had to help out the people that were there. It was a chance to meet them and get to know their ways. In the end he always received nothing but kindness for his services. Sometimes it was nice to stay in that area and enjoy himself for a little while. Lake Hylia looked beautiful during the sunrise, and fishing was only sometimes frustrating. Atop Death Mountain Link could see all of Kakariko in the distance, it was quite a sight to behold.

Even after saving the world from evil there was still trouble being caused. Just the other day he had to stop bandits from robbing Lon Lon Ranch, it wasn't too difficult for him and Talon had rewarded him with free milk. It wasn't like he was expecting a sack full of rupees or anything like that, but the milk he received wasn't the freshest it's ever been. Luckily, if one could say that, he did receive another reward. It came in the form of a kiss on the cheek from Malon herself. The Hero of Time ended up leaving the ranch with a huge blush.

After that 'incident' he traveled to Kakariko Village to stay in the inn(I'm not sure if it's an inn but it's the place Talon slept in when you're an adult), he slept comfortably for about twelve hours. He awoke the next day with a big yawn. 'That might have been the best sleep I've ever had.' He thought to himself as he got out of bed and dawned his Kokiri tunic and boots. Link walked out of the building and was heading for the potion shop, he was going to fill up his empty bottles before leaving. He turned right and went up the stairs, he then went up the next set of stairs and then entered the potion shop.

The man behind the counter smiled as he watched a familiar customer approach. "What will it be Link, two red and two green potions?"

"Yes, please." He reached into his very deep item pouch and pulled out his empty bottles, he then handed them to the man. He watched as the store owner poured the respective potions into each bottle.

With each bottle full the man handed them back to Link. "That will be ninety rupees."

The hero reached into his wallet, which was conveniently located next to his item pouch and gave the man one purple rupee and two red rupees.

"Thank you, come back again soon."

Link waved goodbye and left the shop. He was now making his way towards the exit to Hyrule Field. As he was walking the hero looked up to the sky, it seemed pretty clear. There was something that looked like a tornado off in the distance, but Link didn't seem to notice it though. The Hero of Time waved to the people of Kakariko Village as he was leaving.

"Farewell Link." Anju said as she waved to him

He smiled and then continued on with his business. Link walked down the stairs to Hyrule field, but once he left the village things took a dark turn.

Right away Link could tell something bad was happening. He caught sight of the huge swirling storm in the middle of the field. It seemed to be expanding in size, and it also shot out several lightning bolts. The courageous hero had never seen or heard of anything like this before, the winds in the Desert Colossus were pretty bad... but they never did anything like this. 'This is bad!' He thought to himself as the now tornado started moving towards the castle.

Thinking Quickly he started running towards it, he hadn't any idea on how to fight off a tornado, but he would give it his best shot. As Link came into a good distance he pulled out his bow and an arrow. With some mental chanting the arrow tip started glowing blue, after a few seconds he fired the ice arrow at the swirling storm. The arrow didn't do anything however, it just passed right through. Trying to freeze it didn't work, it seemed like a good plan though.

Link was now trying to think of another plan, but as he was thinking the tornado was pulling him towards it. The courageous hero tried to resist but it didn't work, the winds were just too strong. A few moments later Link found himself spinning around in the storm, he screamed as it spun him around very quickly. All the while his clothes were being ripped to shreds and his hat had flown off his head. The tornado kept going for a few moments before slowing down and then eventually stopping. It hadn't done any damage but Link had been sucked up and taken away. The legendary hero was gone...

A few days later and everyone was still searching for their missing hero, but they had yet to find him. Two days ago Zelda had sent out some guards to bring Link to the castle. She waited for hours and eventually the guards came back, although they came back empty handed. When asked where Link was her guards told her they couldn't find him, this worried the princess of Hyrule and she decided to send out a message to all corners of the land. Thus the world search began.

No part of Hyrule was left un-searched, and almost everyone was helping. After looking for days they came up with nothing, it was as if Link had just disappeared. Zelda was still hopeful that he would turn up, and she continued her quest. Days turned to weeks as the princess barely slept, there were still no signs of the legendary hero. Eventually she gave up, and it seemed that he died somehow. The only thing found of him was his green hat.

It was then that she remembered the vortex that a villager in Kakariko told her about, he said he could see it from the roof he was sitting on. She guessed that Link tried to stop it and had perished trying to do so. The legendary hero who saved all of Hyrule was gone, but thanks to Zelda he would not be forgotten.

Near the border of the forest land of Quel'Thalas and Lordaeron, was the High Elven village known as Foreithel. The people there were tasked with watching/protecting the entrance to their land. If any invaders or enemies showed it they would have to get through the initial wave of forces stationed there. Sure, not all of the Elves at the village were soldiers, but a good amount of them were trained to fight and be ready to fend off any attacks. If need be they could send word to other villages for reinforcements.

If it really came down to it they would call upon Silvermoon City for aid. Silvermoon was the capital city of Quel'Thalas, and that was the place where most of the Elven affairs took place. War meetings, councils with other high ranking members of other races, or even just the current state of the Elven lands. Are they managing resources well, should new towns and cities be built etc. It was also quite the sight to behold, making it known as one of the most beautiful cities in all of Azeroth.

It was nighttime and a good amount of the Elves in Foreithel had gone to bed, others chose to go out to the tavern and have a few drinks. Most of the time it was off duty guards, there was nothing better than getting drunk after a long shift. Others just got drunk for the fun of it. For all the non soldiers they generally worked during the day, and at night they could do whatever they wanted. Sometimes people would just pass out in the center of town because they couldn't make it home... but they were almost always brought home or to the inn.

While the people either slept or were awake, there were always guards watching over them. Foreithel had several watch towers, to ensure no part of the town would be defenseless. Of course there were also ground troops patrolling the roads and many buildings. High upon the guard towers, several Elven warriors, mages, priests or archers were sitting atop it, keeping eyes out for any sign of danger. "I can't believe how boring these night watches can be." Valmir droned as he sharpened his arrows. For the past couple of months the night watches had become boring, rarely anything happened during the dark of night.

The sorceress standing next to him scoffed. "At least it's better than some sort of attack."

"Yeah, be glad we don't have to fend off an army." Another archer added.

He looked over to the two females with a smirk on his face. "Don't tell me you wouldn't be excited if we got attacked?"

The two looked at each other and then back at the archer. "No!" They shouted in unison, and then they all shared a laugh.

The night went on and nothing of interest really happened, the two women shared some idle conversation while the male Elf kept sharpening his arrows. He was secretly hoping something would happen, but it seemed as though it would be just like any other night. On the one hand these boring nights meant that nothing bad was going to happen, on the other hand it meant nothing was going to happen at all. Part of him wanted to just go and get drunk during his shift, but that was how one would lose their position as a guard. So he just decided to count his blessings and take the good with the bad.

It was then that his ears perked up, he looked out into the deep forests.

"What's up?" The female archer asked.

"Shh, listen."

All of them were now listening hard, and thanks to their big ears they could hear a faint scream in the distance. It was as if someone was falling from a great height, they also heard a hard landing happen. "What was that?"

Valmir shrugged. "I'm not sure, but we should check it out." He was ready to go but the others weren't so eager. "Come on we have to go."

"Should we just leave the tower unguarded, what if something happens?" In times of war that would have been a good point, but since Quel'Thalas was usually peaceful nowadays it wasn't much of a concern.

"Nothing ever happens around here these days, and what if somebody out there is hurt or in need of help?"

While he made a good point she still didn't like the idea of leaving their post, even if it was for a little bit. What if something happened when they were gone? That was also how one would lose their job. "How about you two go and I stay and watch the tower."

"Fine, come on Anarial, let's go."

She nodded and the two of them went off, leaving the sorceress behind to watch over things. Anarial grabbed a lantern so that they could see better, Elves could naturally see better in the dark but additional light was always very helpful. The two of them ran to the stables and mounted their horses, with two whips of the reigns they took off into the night. There was no telling what just happened, but they still needed to investigate.

They traveled as fast as their horses could take them, neither were sure where the scream had exactly come from but they had a general idea. 'This had better not be a waste of time!' The male Elf thought to himself as they navigated through the wooded lands. After several minutes the two Elves neared the border of northern Lordaeron. Their horses stopped as they looked to each other. "Alright whatever screamed couldn't have been farther than here, so if we search around here we should find it."

"Right, I'll search west and you search east." Anarial turned towards west and prepared to leave. "Meet back here after the search, hopefully one of us will have found something."

He nodded and the two headed off in their respective directions.

The Elven soldier was scanning the entire landscape, he guessed he was looking for some sort of person or animal. Either way it wouldn't be too hard to spot around here. It would have been easier with some light but Anarial had the lantern, he would make do though. His horse galloped across the grassy fields, doing it's best not to run into any trees or big rocks.

Owls could be heard in the distance but that was it, the woods of Quel'Thalas were usually pretty quiet and peaceful. Occasionally there were Trolls making a ruckus, or Ogres banging around in their mounds, but other than that nothing would really happen.

"Is anyone out here?!" Valmir asked to the forest, hoping to hear something from the screaming thing. There was no reply, but his Elven ears could hear some footsteps in the distance. His horse started to slowly trot over to where the footsteps were coming from, in the distance he could see a man lying face down and a troll creeping towards him. The archer readied his bow.

"Dinner time." The Troll licked his lips and raised his axe in the air. He brought it down but then dropped it, his body then fell to the ground as well. A well shot arrow pierced his head and killed him.

The archer smirked as he dismounted his horse and went over to the man. His clothes appeared to have been torn up by something, they weren't fully gone but still pretty tattered. 'He doesn't seem injured, but he does look a little hurt.' He picked up the downed man and brought him over to his horse. The elf placed the man on the back of his horse and then galloped away. He made sure to take it slow so that this person wouldn't fall off the back of the horse.

Anarial didn't find anything in the immediate area, she searched all over but found nothing. After several minutes of searching she decided to head back to the border. Once there she waited for her fellow guard to return. She waited for another few minutes and then finally he returned. "Hey what took you so long?" It was then that she noticed the unconscious man on the back of his horse. "Who's that?"

"Not sure, I found him face down on the ground, a Troll was about to kill him until I stepped in."

"The scream must have come from him, but what was he doing out in the woods this late at night?" It didn't make sense, nobody would dare wander the forests at night. Sure Quel'Thalas was peaceful, but the woods had a certain magic to them. That was why the Elves rarely chopped down the trees, and why they didn't wander the woods at night. Disturbing the trees and the land was a scary thought for the High Elves.

Once again the male Elf shrugged. "I don't know but we should take him back to the village, he looks like he could use some help."

The female Elf agreed and the two went back to their village. Luckily Foreithel was close to the border, and the ride back didn't seem as long this time. Of course, they still had to be careful though. They didn't have anyway of knowing everything that was out there. After about a ten minute ride they made it back. The two rode to the stables and returned the horses, hitching them up to their respective posts. The two grabbed the man and headed for the inn. They entered the inn and walked up to the innkeeper.

Running the inn was a young male Elf with short brown hair. He wore a long blue shirt, brown pants and boots. "How can I help you two?" He asked with a smile.

"Our friend here needs help, we were hoping to get a room for him to sleep in."

"Of course, here is your key." The innkeeper handed him the key. "His room is on the second floor and all the way at the end."

"Thank you." They said in unison as they walked up the stairs to the second floor, and then they walked to the end of the hallway.

Inside the room was a medium sized bed and some various pieces of furniture, he set him down onto the bed. "There you go buddy." Valmir then turned him over and removed the sword and shield from his back. "This is a weird looking shield, I've never seen this symbol before."

"Perhaps it belongs to one of those Human clans, like the Nation of Stromgarde." Anarial guessed as her partner placed the sword and shield against the wall.

"Maybe, but this person doesn't look Human. His ears are those of an elf."

She took a closer look and realized that he was right, plus his skin was a little paler than a Human's. "Maybe he's Elven, that would explain why he was wondering around the woods. Not to mention his pale skin and pointy ears."

It was one idea but the male archer didn't think she was right. "I'm not sure, we would have surely seen him pass through Foreithel at some point."

The male archer then noticed his golden gauntlets, it appeared to be the only armor he had on. "Why would he only wear armor on his hands, surely he would want his whole body protected? Judging from his sword and shield he must be a warrior, and most warriors would want to protect their body."

"Maybe he's choosing to be more agile, the lack of heavy armor makes him faster." She pointed out. Anarial quickly realized that this was getting them nowhere, so she decided on what their next course of action should be. "I think we should get a priest over here, to heal up his wounds. Once he wakes up we can ask him who he is and where he comes from."

The male archer nodded and the two headed off.

Twenty minutes later the two Elven guards returned after visiting the chapel, they explained the situation to High Priest Anandor; an older man with long grey hair and a white and blue robe, and he agreed to come help. The three headed back for the inn and went upstairs. The man was still lying down on the bed. Anandor inspected the man, looking for signs of injury. "He doesn't appear to be too injured."

"Can you help him?" Anarial asked as the priest chuckled slightly.

"Of course, there is little that the light can't do for someone." While some Elves chose to study arcane magic, there were still a few who chose to remain faithful to the holy light. Arcane magic for the most part was more offensive magic, while holy light was more defensive and protective. Anandor's hands started to glow yellow as he moved his hands across the man's body, this caused the person to start glowing yellow as the light was healing him. This continued for several moments before the high priest stopped. "There he should be all better, but I would let him sleep for tonight before waking him up."

The two sighed in relief. "Thank you Anandor, we'll let you know how he is in the morning."

The priest nodded before exiting the room.

Now it was just the two Elves and the unknown stranger in the room. "We should return to our post, I'm sure he'll be fine if we leave him for the night." Anarial said as the male archer slowly nodded, part of him didn't want to leave this man alone. Then again what was the worst that could happen. They walked out of the room and went back to their guard tower. In the morning they would hopefully get some answers out of the man they rescued.

There is the first chapter and I hope I did a good job of setting the stage. I chose the High Elves because they are my favorite Warcraft race, plus Link sort of looks like one himself. The next chapter will have both questions and answers, along with more Elves making an appearance. I know I didn't really describe or name some of the Elves I wrote about, but the next chapter I'll go into more detail. I also had to look up some names of Elves and Elvish towns, and I won't use the names they have in WOW. I think those places were named after Arthas came through Quel'Thalas. Things will get crazy later on so stick around for that. R and R and Merry Christmas from my big ol heart!

FutureShock