Notes: Umm, all Wind Waker fans should know this scene. Just saying :D
Chapter Sixteen – Brave New World
“So the year after Ganondorf’s return, Lake Hylia flooded?”
“Yes. The river rose exponentially. The Sheikah and the Hyrulians fled for the high ground. Some of the Zoras fled as well, some stayed. The Gorons were wiped out.”
“And the Gerudo? The Sages?”
“They left the desert, believe or not,” the King of Red Lions rumbled, “Somehow. The Sages weren’t so lucky. Rauru was slaughtered as Ganondorf passed through the Sacred Realm. Impa, Nabooru, Darunia and the others…we don’t know what happened.”
Link chuckled, “I feel sorry for the Gorons,” he said softly, “I suppose the wish was not adequate enough.”
King of Red Lions shook his head, “They all had sufficient warning. Even the Kokiri survived.”
“Good,” Link said whimsically, “That’s good.”
The King of Red Lions snorted, “I don’t why I have to educate a ghost on the matters of the past.”
Link laughed, “Well, if I’m a ghost, what does that make you? You were long dead before that crisis came to pass.”
“And I still don’t know why I’m here,” the King of Red Lions said grumpily.
Link smirked, “But Zelda is here too, Your Highness. Surely you would want another chance to see your daughter?”
The King of Red Lions snorted in Link’s direction, but said nothing. Link averted his eyes away from the King and looked at the Fortress next to them. All around, there was only sea. This sea stretches as far as the horizon of this new world. Dimly, he recalled the dream of Hyrule resting underneath the waves. A vision of the future, like the ones Zelda would see.
“I suppose I leave you here,” Link said softly, “You need to find the hero on your own.”
“The Hero of the Winds huh?” the King of Red Lions said, “Will he be anything like you?”
“For your sake, I hope not,” Link said, “Anyone like me would be an earful.”
“No son of mine was an earful,” the King of Red Lions said, watching Link’s reaction carefully, “I always knew, even though I never talked to you for long.”
Link shrugged, “I never realized until the end,” he said wistfully, “I don’t think it matters anymore.”
“I disagree,” the King of Red Lions said angrily, “but that is solely my fault anyway.”
They were quiet as they watched a large ship pull closer to the fortress. Link stood there, hovering slightly above the water and the King of Red Lions was close by his side.
“I’m sorry,” Link whispered, “that I lost your Hyrule.”
The King of Red Lions didn’t reply. They continued watching in silence as a large bird tossed something into the air. Something small, green and screams rather loudly. Link smirked and the King of Red Lions sighed.
“Please tell me that wasn’t the Hero of Winds,” the King of Red Lions begged.
Link winked, “Really. I think you’ll like this one,” he paused and slowly reached out from his pocket and handed a thin silver wand to the King of Red Lions.
“The Wind Waker,” Link said, “Give it to him when you feel is right.”
“You’re going now,” the King of Red Lions said quietly, feeling disheartened.
“You don’t need me anymore,” Link said cheerily, “A new Hero with a new World is here. And I think,” Link said, turning his eyes to the sky, “This world will be far more successful.”
“How so?” the King of Red Lions said, unable to hold back his resentment.
“Because we gave up everything that held us back,” Link said, fading away into the dark blue of the sky, “and received far more than we wished for.”
The King of Red Lions watched his son fade away into a small golden shard and watched it drop into the sea, slowly sinking away into oblivion. He could see only his reflection in the water, but he knew if he looked hard enough, he could see parts of Hyrule submerged and abandoned by its people.
He suddenly pulled his head away from the water and slowly headed south.
He had a Hero to save.
I still can't believe it's over. D: