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Children gather around the fountain, waiting patiently for the man in front of them to start his story. He scans the crowd of children with a smile on his face.
"Now, is everyone ready to hear the story of the missing prince?" The man asks, his slight country accent poking through. The children smile up at him and nod eagerly. He smiles at them. "Alright now, This is the story of a boy named, Wild."
It all started with the three golden triangles. Once upon a time, three golden goddesses created the land. Din, the Goddess of Power, created the earth. Nayru, the Goddess of Wisdom, brought law and order. And then Farore. The Goddess of Courage, she brought life to the land. When the Goddesses finished their job, they combined their powers to create the Triforce. Now, the Triforce was hidden from the world, but if anyone found it, and placed their hands on it, any wish they wanted would be granted. Centuries passed, and soon, the kingdom of Hyrule was created, and it was ruled by a loved King and Queen. King Time and Queen Malon were about to have a baby, but she got sick. Deathly sick. The king led his soldiers in the search for the golden triangles.
A man, cloaked in darkness, hurries through a small forest, and into a clearing. There, standing in all it's glory, was the Triforce. He runs up to it and drops his hood, revealing an old, corps-like figure. This man went by the name of Ganondorf. He kept the triforce to himself, but he was smart. He knew that if he touched it, it would disappear. But he still used its power. All he had to do, was lay his hand, inches away from it, and sing a song.
"Wisdom, Courage, and Power, let your power shine, reverse back the curse, bring back what once was mine." Color starts to return to his skin, his voice softens. "Do what has been told, fix all the destroyed, save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine." his body starts to grow. "What once, was-" A sudden rustling causes him to flinch, taking his hand back, his figure returning to its corps like appearance.
"Over here! I think I see something!" A loud voice boomed, the King. Ganondorf runs into the wood, watching in the shadows.
The King appears, wearing golden armor, his gold hair pulled neatly into a pony-tail. He scans the clearing. His bright blue eyes widen as he looks upon the sacred relic. A smile breaks out on his marked faces. He drops his sword and bolts to the relic. He falls to his knees as he reaches for it. hesitantly, he lays his hand onto the relic, it glows at his touch.
"Oh Goddesses that watch over this land," He prays. "Please, heal my sick wife, and bring health to our baby, and to have our baby grow to be strong and happy." The Triforce glows brighter, blinding the king. Ganondorf watches from the trees, wrath forms in his eyes as he watches the Triforce shatter. The king stares at where the relic was moments ago. He takes a deep breath before turning to his soldiers, picking his dropped sword off the ground. "Alright soldiers. Our job here is done, let's return to the castle, I need to be there when my baby is born."
The King and his soldiers returned to the castle just in time. Queen Malon was healed, and a healthy baby boy, a prince was born. With beautiful golden hair. And his name is Wild.
To celebrate his birth, King Time and Queen Malon released millions of blue lanterns into the sky. The prince sat in his mother's arms, playing with her bright red hair, laughing. She walks back into the castle humming a tune to her son as she rocks him in her arms. Time comes up behind them, wrapping his arms around her, watching his baby who stares back with bright, blue eyes.
"I love him." She hums.
"Well I'd hope so, you are his mother." He chuckles. She laughs in response, gently pushing him. Wild yawns as the sun sets. Malon sets him in his cradle and rocks him until he falls asleep. She hums softly as Time sits beside her. They sit in silence as they watch their baby. "I promise you, I will protect him with my life." She lays her head on his shoulder.
"Well, I hope you won't have to. He'll be safe. Now come on, let's go to bed, it's getting late." She stands up, giving her baby a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Goodnight my light, I love you." She watches him for a few more seconds before walking back into their room. Time watches his son, a soft smile on his face. "She's right, you know. You're our light, the light of Hyrule. The light of our lives." He stands up and smooths out his son's hair before following his wife into their room.
The sun sets over the horizon, ending the day. In the middle of the night, Time woke up. It was a common occurrence for the King. He walks into his baby's room, smiling at the prince who was sleeping peacefully in his bed. The king steps out onto the balcony, small gusts of wind blowing his blond hair around his face. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He looks up at the full moon, such a big moon, it almost looks like it could fall at any minute. He frowns at it, he'd had nightmares of the moon falling on his kingdom, and his wife dying in his arms. He shakes the thought out of his head and turns back to the room. He passes his baby once more. He hums to himself as he passes through his room, and back to his and Malon's bedroom. He lays down next to her and nods back to sleep. But, before he could fall into a deeper sleep, he hears a faint song being sung.
"Wisdom, Courage, and Power, let your power shine, reverse back the curse, bring back what once was mine." His eyes widen as he shoots up, stirring Malon.
"Malon! Is that you singing?" He shakes his wife awake.
"Hmm? No, why?" He mumbles. faint laughter is heard from the baby's room. Time leaps from the bed, grabs his biggoron sword beside him, and bursts into the baby's room. Ganondorf stands above the baby, a small dagger in his right hand, and a clump of dead, dirty blond hair in his left.
"Halt! Step away from my baby!" Time draws his blade and points it to the man. Ganondorf snaps his head to the man, eyes, glowing a mix of amber and red.
"You! You took my power!" He roars, dropping the hair. Wild startles awake, crying.
"Step. Away. From. My. BABY!" Time yells once more, furrowing his eyebrows.
Ganondorf draws his free hand back, and in one motion, he sweeps it in front of him, flames leaving his fingertips. Wild screams as the flames grab at his face and body, Time dodges the fire, anger fills his vision at the sounds of his child's screams. He pounces at the man, but Ganondorf brings his dagger up, impaling the King's right eye.
"GAH!" He screams in pain, dropping his sword, dropping to his knees, cradling his gushing eye socket. Malon screams as she enters the room, her hand to her mouth. Ganondorf grabs the baby and jumps to the windowsill.
"No!" She screams, tears pour out of her eyes as she runs after the man. But she was too late. In the blink of an eye, He was gone. And so was her baby boy. She stares at the spot. Her long ears flat against her face.
"Malon..." Time coughs, pulling her attention. She gasps at the sight of her husband. He falls into her arms.
"GUARDS!" She screams, as loud as she possibly could. The sound of footsteps race down the hallways, The bedroom door burst open and guards fill the room.
"A-a-a man! He took him! He took our baby!" Malon stutters out, her red hair sticking to her tear-soaked face. "And Time! He needs medical attention immediately!" The Guards grab the King to take him away, while a young knight in training at the age of 12 stays behind, comforting the queen.
"Your Majesty, would you like to step out of the room? I can make you some tea to try and calm down." The young blonde knight asks, trying his best. She nods. He gently helps her off her spot on the ground. "But first, would you like me to get you a new nightdress?" She looks at him confused, before looking down at herself.
"Oh." She mutters. her bright blue nightdress was now stained purple from the amount of blood her husband lost. "Yes please."
"Of course your Majesty."
After a few weeks of healing, the King was back to normal, well, as normal as he could be. His eye was now blind, a long scar covers it, gluing it shut. As soon as he was healed enough, He would take his soldiers out searching for the lost prince. Every day, he'd leave the castle, and he wouldn't return until sundown. He could never find his son.
Deep in the forest, deeper then the kingdom has ever searched, lays a tower. There, Ganondorf raised the boy as his own.
"Reverse back the curse, bring back what once was mine, what once, was mine." the young boy sings, his hair glowing. Ganondorf watches the wrinkles fade away from his hand. He had found his new sacred relic, and he was determined to keep it hidden. "Why can't I go outside?" The child asks.
"Hyrule is a dangerous place. Full of terrible people and monsters. You must stay here, where you're safe. Do you understand, my Wild Child?" The man's response, his voice as smooth as caramel.
"Yes, Papa."
But those walls of the tower could not hide everything. Young Wild, the age of 5 quietly tiptoe down the stairs, his long hair dragging behind him. He pushes open the window and sticks his head out. His bright, innocent blue eyes reflect the night sky. Suddenly, thousands of lights fill the sky, Wild gasps at the sight, a smile appearing on his face.
Every year on his birthday, The king and queen release thousands of blue lanterns, in hope that their lost prince, will return.