The Legend of Zelda: Whispers of Calamity

Introduction:

Hello and welcome to my latest effort in fanfiction, The Legend of Zelda: Whispers of Calamity. I felt a brief introduction was necessary. I began to get ideas for this story while I was reading MiniJen's Bound Destinies trilogy. Please be sure to check out her stories too. She is my favorite Zelink author on and her writing provided a lot of inspiration for my own.

At first, I wasn't certain I was going to write it at all. That I might just leave it in my mind as my own personal story but I really wanted to sure this vision. My head was swimming with scenes playing out. So I decided I would write this story after all. I am so glad I am able to post the first chapter on the day Mass Effect: Andromeda launched and I would like to give special thanks to my fiancee for her input and proofreading assistance.

I hope you enjoy this story or at least what I have of it so far. Please review this story and if you like it, give it a follow. I look forward to hearing your feedback and I am happy to hear of any issues or ideas you have that may come up. Thank you.

And of course, I do not own The Legend of Zelda (property of Nintendo) or Mass Effect (property of EA/Bioware). With that out of the way, enjoy.

Chapter 1: Their Time Has Come Again

The realm of the Golden Goddesses was a place few mortals could comprehend, let alone ever experience for themselves. It was a place that existed and yet did not. It was a place where time and space had no real meaning. Thousands of years could pass here in the blink of an eye, yet thousands of years could pass in the realm within the time a mortal needed to say a greeting. Travel had little real meaning as it was a nearly-empty white void, brighter than even a white dwarf star.

It was here that a woman materialized from seemingly nothing. With tan skin, flaming red hair that was tied back into a ponytail, and a fairly liberal red dress to match, one that showed off her stomach and her right leg. The woman's very being oozed confidence and pride, strength and power. "Typical," she muttered to herself. "I am always the first to arrive at these gatherings."

A chuckle came from within the void. "And that will never change, my dear sister." Just as suddenly as the first woman appeared, another warped into existence. This woman had a skin tone of porcelain, long straight hair as deep blue as the ocean and was wearing a dress that was colored similarly, though far more conservative. She looked like a princess in every sense, loyal and wise. "Hello, Din."

The woman known as Din nodded to her sister in greeting. "Nayru." Din looked around and noticed that their sister had yet to be present. "I wonder where our sister is. Late again?"

Nayru pondered this. "Farore is a free spirit, but I am confident she will arrive shortly. She would never miss this kind of meeting. She regards her chosen one as her own son, in a way." Nayru, of course, privately felt similar feelings for her chosen spirit and the goddess she was descended from. Hylia was their technically sister, being a goddess like them, but both she and the spirit of Zelda were like daughter and granddaughter to her.

Din scoffed at this. "You two let yourselves get too close to mortals. Hylia doubly so." She took a serious look at her sister. "Your hearts always break for them whenever they must depart from the mortal realm."

Nayru remembered this and her long talks with Hylia and Farore, whenever they needed to comfort each other in their grief. Yet they always knew they would return again. They had to.

With a flourish, the sister in question arrived. Farore's skin tone nearly matched Nayru's, though not quite as pale. Her green hair was long and wild, going in whatever direction it chose, and her green dress was likewise. She was the very personification of the nature and life she created and cherished more than anything else. "Greetings, sisters." She was beaming with excitement. "Their time has come again."

Nayru smiled in response. "Indeed, it has, Farore. The Hero and the Princess, blood of our sister Hylia, return after a long absence." She looked at Din with a slight frown. "Along with the spirit of Demise, who, even now, is causing chaos throughout the galaxy."

With a slight pause, Din looked at Farore. "The world they are returning to has changed greatly. The Land of Hylia's Rule is no longer just a beacon of light and strength for the world, but for the galaxy as a whole." The flaming goddess was skeptical. "Will they be ready for the challenges that lie ahead? All three of them?"

"Of course they will be, sister," Farore interjected. "The galaxy has many problems. Problems the Hero can finally resolve."

Din laughed at her naive sibling. "Problems? Try galactic extinction. The destruction of all the intelligent life you hold dear." Farore looked down, fear gnawing at her normally happy demeanor. 'No. Not again.'

"We all know what they face. Them, and our favorites in the galaxy," Nayru scowled at Din. "Tell us, Din. How do your favored people fare?"

"You know very well how they fare, Nayru!" Din snapped. "The damn genophage the Salarians created and the Turians unleashed has weakened the Krogan. Greatly." She paused. Though it was hard for her to show it, Din cared deeply for her people. "Only 1 in 1000 pregnancies are viable. Many Krogan kill each other for basic necessities and many others flee their homeworld, Tuchanka, with no hope or sense of a real future. Many believe their species is doomed and they indeed face extinction at this rate."

"Well, they plunged their own homeworld into nuclear winter," Nayru said in a clinical tone. "They drove the Rachni into extinction. They threw the galaxy into chaos in their greed and thirst for more worlds, more resources. Their very nature makes them a danger to all."

The red goddess crossed her arms and took a threatening step towards the blue goddess.

"Are you saying they deserve their fate?" Din asked in a low, dangerous voice. Nayru gave her a small, emotionless smile and stood her ground.

"I am not sure that with their rather violent history, they could be trusted to take a proactive role in galactic affairs," she replied dismissively.

Farore looked sharply at Nayru. "No life deserves extinction and it is not our place to decide that!"

"Easy for you to be so high-and-mighty, Nayru. Your Asari practically run the galaxy," Din added.

The azure goddess held her nerve. "Only through beneficial cooperation with other species do the Asari have so much clout in galactic affairs. Since being the first to master interstellar travel and find the Citadel, they have served well as diplomats and have shown the galaxy their wisdom and grace through every crisis." Nayru gave her sister another small, antagonistically wry smile. "Perhaps the Krogan could learn from their example."

"Ha. I am sure that is the only reason you chose the Asari," the crimson goddess laughed. "I am sure their coloring had nothing to do with gaining your favor."

"Don't be rude, Din," Farore scolded.

Din had had enough of this line of conversation. She looked at their third sister. "You have yet to choose a people to guide, Farore. Will you ever choose or are you simply content with your partial responsibility over Humanity?"

"Indeed, Farore." Nayru turned to her with curiosity. "How about the Turians or the Quarians? Both seem quite brave, after all."

Farore regarded this question for a moment. "Remember, sisters, that I have responsibility for life and the balance of nature itself, as well as courage. The Turians are certainly brave, but have disqualified themselves by using the genophage on the Krogan," she said impassively. "Neither party was innocent in the war, but the Turians' use of the genophage was ultimately cowardly and unjust. Not to mention, they are rigid and uncompromising by their nature.

"As for the Quarians," the emerald goddess continued. "They are brave, but incredibly stupid at crucial moments, panicking at the worst times. They created a poor imitation of life in creating the Geth. As though the first mistake wasn't enough, they then made another one when the Geth started to show signs of intelligence. They tried to take away the life they gave. They do not hold life as dear as I do, yet they believe they can fill my role." She thought of her anger when this happened. Rarely was she angry. Passionate, yes, but rarely as furious as she was with the Quarians during this event. "Now the Quarians wander the galaxy in their massive but crumbling fleet, with no home to call their own. And the Geth..." Here, Farore paused. "They are beyond our sight. I can sense every intelligent being in the galaxy, but not the Geth."

Nayru spoke up once it was clear Farore was done. "We have gotten a little off track. We are here to send forth the Spirit of the Hero once more. The current Queen of Hyrule is already pregnant with the latest incarnation of Princess Zelda. The Hero is needed to drive back Demise again, as always. Yet, his destiny will be greater than any previous hero. The great Enemy is returning soon. Even now, one of their number is plotting their return."

"Indeed, sister," Din said. "I suggest we keep a close eye on this one. His life will certainly be extremely difficult. I fear for his spirit. He will need help on this journey."

"And we will certainly send him the aid he needs," Farore agreed. "We cannot intervene directly but we will send him guidance. Hylia and Fi will know what to do and we must grant Them the freedom to aid in any way they can and must. Now, it is time."

The other goddesses nodded in agreement. The time had come. They moved toward each other and linked their three pairs of hands together and recited the Prayer to the Hero together.

"Spirit of the Hero,
Chosen of the goddess Hylia,
Wielder of the sword that seals the darkness.
We call on you once again."

A bright green orb, the very soul of the Hero himself, appeared over their clasped hands.

"You have shown great courage,
over many lifetimes and journeys.
You have proven your worth time and again
to Hylia and the old gods."

The orb gathered energy and began to hum. It knew.

"Whether skyward bound, adrift in time,
steeped in the glowing embers of twilight,
or lost in the wilderness of Hyrule,
You have never failed. Never faltered."

The orb glowed brighter. It was time.

"Go now, Hero. Return to the mortal realm.
Find the bearer of Hylia's blood.
Claim the Sword of Evil's bane.
We will guide you."

The goddesses released their hands and directed their power directly at the orb.

"GO!"

The orb shot away from the golden goddesses, traveling at great speed to the mortal realm. The mission was clear.

September, 2153 CE

A clinic in Hyrule City, Kingdom of Hyrule

A doctor walked into her office, where one of her patients was sitting, clearly nervous and anxious to hear the news. The patient looked into the doctor's eyes, looking for any hint. 'Best not keep her in suspense.' She closed the door behind her to allow some privacy.

"I have good news, Mrs. Shepard."

Hannah Shepard's expression suddenly changed from nervousness to complete elation.

"Congratulations. You're pregnant."

So, what do you think? I know it is not much to go on yet but again, I really want to hear your thoughts. Please feel to review or even PM me if you feel inclined to do so. I plan on posting one chapter a week, at least for the moment, to allow myself time to write more and have more material ready to post if I am unable to write for any reason like work or writer's block, any writer's worst enemy. Thanks again and I hope you liked it.