Authors note: Pardon reader, if you can sit through these first three parts I think youll find a more conventional styled story . I wanted to try something new and make these summarized prologues to set up a bit about the world, Ill explain more at the end. If you wish to skip them, here is a bit of a TLDR: Much like Ocarina of time, Link was raised by non hylians [In this case the Gerudo] and will probably set off soon with his care taker as one of the champions. My goal is to combine a bit of the old and newer zelda games such as OOT, MM, Twighlight princess, Hyrule Warriors and BOTW, and make a more original story with those components. The theme of these prologues are mothers, the first is from the point of view of the caretaker of link, the second from Zelda's parents and the third from the point of view of someone who is responsible for Ganons Early return. I urge you too read them anyway, but if you wish to go in blind and discover along the way, maybe youll prefer to skip to chapter four. I hope you all enjoy.

The Legend of Zelda: Echoes Through Ages

Prologue Part 1: The First Echo

I've always desired adventure, but I wasn't always slated for it. My name is Laborra, of the Gerudo. I was meant to become a high general in the Gerudo military, however, I never thought this would be my path. In reality it would be nothing, my older sister, Labaugo would take all the recognition and power for being born a year before I. She is the chief of the Gerudo people and someone I love dearly, even if we don't get along. She said my fate was beside her too help her lead, but she will be fine without me, I want to be known as a great adventurer, I wish to discover things about this world, and i've seen a number of places across Hyrule from Death mountain to Zora's domain. Of course I've spent some time in the heartland, I can't get enough of the soft looking Hylian Voe's in the beautiful rolling hills.

However, I briefly took a job as a mercenary to make ends meet, I was escorting a small caravan from Death mountain to the capital. Over the ridge in one of the Hyrules great plains at night came another caravan, on fire and being attacked by strange looking bandits, or at least I think they were bandits. The bigger ones wielded single edged blades that fit their frame, they would slash and wind would slice through foes and wood like butter. The smaller bandits used strange looking sickles and other weapons, needless to say the soldiers and knights defending the large caravan were meeting their match.

The Hylian caravan members screamed over the ridge, and the survivors began to run for us, perhaps hoping to regroup and chase off the masked men and women. I awoke the caravan and drew my Scimitars. We waited and allowed the knights and soldiers to guide the survivors into our space as the strange bandits rushed us, some disappeared into smoke and would reappear with a bow, arrows piercing my comrades at the time. The battle turned south quickly, I downed a number of the larger ones, their windbound blades no match for my own Suntouched blades. However we too had to abandon our caravan, during the escape, a woman in full plate armor sheathed her sword and approached me with tears in her eyes, she held an infant in her arms. Her features were obscured by the helmet she wore, but I could tell by her eyes she had been fighting for a long time. She had been injured and wouldn't be able to run, she could fight, but not with the infant.

She outstretched her arms too me and begged me to take her child. At first I resisted and offered to carry her, it would be easy… But she said she needed to end this fight, to drive off the scent of the child she carried; for I would discover how important this baby was.

She removed the cloth covering the crying child's hand, glowing on the back of the childs hand was the symbol of the triforce, with only one section in full bright color amidst the duller sections connected to it. The triforce of Courage. This was no ordinary child, this was the child of legend. The reincarnation of the hero of time, the young man who has slain the forces of evil for centuries untold.

"His name is Link" She told me, with tears falling down her face.

I knew that fate had offered me a life changing opportunity and I would take it, I would take this child at the behest of his mother and spirit him away from the villains who would hurt him.

And I would watch him grow. I took him back to the Gerudo, at first I got resistance for bringing a male child into the Gerudo capital, however I made a plea with my sister. I showed her the symbol and how important his growth is, and how much different things could be for the Gerudo.
We know that Long, LONG, before this era Ganon once tricked our people and turned us into thieves and murderers, and since then we've lost favor. But raising Link could be our redemption, finally denouncing ever having been associated with the King of Darkness.

And I offered to raise him, raise him into Link of the Gerudo; Eventually my sister capitulated, she wanted the same thing I did but needed to make it look convincing if we were going to convince the other chiefs across the desert.

A home was provided and on top of raising Link I would have a place in my sisters court for the time being.

I know this boy is my ticket to adventure, sure the trip through motherhood a bit early is not exactly my plan but we all make sacrifices. But moreover, it's the right thing to do, the assailants would never dare attack the heart of the gerudo or be fated to a humiliating death.

As the boy grew, the symbol vanished and he became quite excited and playful. He was teased a lot for being a Voe, but that teasing turned into infatuation as they grew older probably for the same reason. Although Link never pursued anything, he became rather quiet and timid as time progressed.

When he was twelve he inquired to me about wanting to look more like me, hoping to dye his normally black hair red, and grow it out. He already wore gerudo clothes, I saw no problem with changing his hair. He actually looked rather cute with red hair. But that's neither here nor there.

I began training him back when he turned Ten years old, with a moonlight scimitar and a radiant shield being his first gift as a warrior. Almost every depiction of Link had him wearing a green tunic with the fabled Master sword and Hylian shield. Of course, him with gerudo weapons and clothes would be natural offshoots to fit the desert and valley we inhabit.

He took to combat training very well, almost as if the skill was built into his muscles he skillfully mastered any weapon I put into his hands. He was also quite the puzzle solver, not the wisest, preferring to jump in to solve a problem as its happening rather than stay back and wait. But he is as courageous as they say.
Soon it will be his Fourteenth Birthday, and then he would begin a trial to become a recognized warrior to the Gerudo. For the girls joining him in this trial, they will go on to work or join the military. But for link and I, well I'm not certain. But I do know adventure awaits me, but what also awaits is an omen. Where there is courage, there is wisdom… and with them comes power.

And where there is power? There is Ganon.

Prologue part 1: Complete

Don't forget to review, its been a bit since I've committed anything to writing due to work and school. But I had this idea and wished to put it to paper, if anyone has any constructive criticism I would appreciate it deeply. Next time will be similar, but from the point of view of a familiar character. When I actually start writing some episodes there will be full interactions and dialogue, just think of these prologue parts as the opening cutscene of the game. If these aren't exactly up your alley, feel free to skip, they're something new that I'm trying out.

See ya next time