LoZ: Crescent Light Chronicles

Fantasy: General LoZ stuff, magic, Guardians, Goddesses, mythology, etc.
Maturity: T rated, just to be safe. Battle, eventual romance, etc.


The idea for this fanfiction has already been in the works for two years, and I've been writing on it for a couple of months now. Overall, it has developed far more than I originally intended.

I am also open to constructive criticism, seeing as my goal is to become a published author at some point. Any feedback is much appreciated, and I hope that you enjoy my amateur attempt at a fannovel.


*Please note, the Chapters VI and below aren't as good of quality of those afterwords, but I can at least say that it starts getting much better.*


General Information

Summary: The Triforce's balance is suddenly disrupted. It had been a week since their return. Link and Zelda depart in search of Shadow, unaware of the gravity of the situation.
Lore is slowly unearthed, olden myths taking root as facts. Whilst some actions are taken out of hand, others are not taken far enough. Lesser and greater collide. In the downward spiral, descent into darkness - only a few small pinpricks of light are visible. A faint glow, a whisper of hope.

Pairings: ZeLink, with some other pairings. Some last, some don't.

Length: Roughly 80ish chapters, and it's also divided into Parts (possibly into two Volumes).

Game-Base: Multiple

Genre: Fantasy-Adventure, with a few sub-genres.

Rating: T (for safety)

Website: CLC

Website Art: CLC Art


Character Abbey - Link Pending
Canon Characters

Link Gavriel
Shadow Gavriel
Zelda Harkinian

Original Characters

Selena Raho
Kent Shields
Kain Shields
Miriam Althalos

Lynnette Glade

Well, this is the first chapter of CLC. This one was written a while ago, so it is not as good as the current chapters (Chapter XV (currently unnamed) being the one I'm working on, which I can also say vastly improved in quality), but I hope you enjoy it. ^_^


Part I - Chapter I: Starlit Blaze

Blood spattered the night. Cries rent the air. Flames erupted into the moonless sky.

A raid.

Warriors and lavender eyed creatures swarmed the large town of Lyrako, south of Ordon. Selena broke into a run. The blazing firelight danced around her, making her hip length hair, like strands of electrum, appear coppery in the harsh light. She jumped aside, backing into a smoldering alley as mounted warriors thundered past, the hooves of one’s mount nearly clipping her.

Selena pivoted, darting out of the thin path, coughing as another billowing cloud of smoke wafted to her. Eyes and lungs burning, she ducked around a large draft as it reared up, the whites of it’s eyes showing.

It’s knotted reins caught a foreleg as the plate-sized hooves slammed on the cobblestone, sliding. The large equine whinnied in surprise and pain as the braided leather snapped against it’s leg. Eyes wild with fear, it suddenly lost it’s balance. The dappled horse toppled over on her.

Selena gasped as she hit the ground, the breath knocked out of her. Pain was shooting through her left leg. It was pinned underneath the equine’s ribcage. Someone suddenly grabbed her under the arms, pulling as she attempted to jerk her leg away while the horse’s frantically pawing hooves kicked at everything in reach.

She loosed a sigh as it came free, the person pulling her to her feet. Selena turned, seeing a militia solder. “Run, if you can!” he shouted over the fire’s roar, drawing his longsword to meet the opposing warriors.

Her hand hovered over the rapier in her belt as the lavender eyed creatures quickly surrounded them. Selena quickly unsheathed it as the circle grew tighter. Her blue eyes flicked around the ring of creatures warily, nervously.

One struck. It’s claws pierced the militia solder’s neck. Blood sprayed her white trousers and pale blue shirt, pooling around her brown, knee-length boots as it drug it’s claws down the soldier. It stepped back. The corpse fell at her feet. Selena’s pale complexion turned ashen.

A warrior stepped through the throng, smirking when he saw her favoring a leg. “Drop your weapon, or die,” the warrior snarled, though somewhat startled by her appearance. Blue-eyed blonde Hylians were rare, by any standard.

“And if I do not surrender easily?” she inquired, raising her sword slightly.

“Then you shall suffer a great amount of pain before death, like any other,” he said, motioning the creatures aside. Another warrior was tormenting one of the militia, only drawing out the person’s death. “That is an example.”

Another creature moved towards her, hissing. She lashed out in attack. It burst into as her slender blade connected. Selena paused, puzzled.

“Your choice: Servitude or death,” the warrior snapped, leveling his weapon.

“… Neither,” she returned, stepping back.

A building collapsed behind her, releasing a fresh wave of heat and sparks. There was suddenly more shouting and cries for help. The warrior half-turned.

Someone was cantering through, his steed’s hooves pounding against the stone as he slashed at the creatures and warriors. A mounted foe rode beside the rider, attempting to knock him out of the saddle.

“Moron,” her opponent scoffed, snapping his fingers. “Kill him,” the warrior ordered. Half of the creatures immediately responded. Eight warped around the rider, spooking his horse. It shied away from them as one of the warriors struck.

The rider slipped out of the saddle, rolling away from his prancing steed. He brought his sword across the nearest creature as he straitened. It burst into ash. Another appeared.

Selena stiffened. It was clear they were not going to halt until the order was fulfilled. As she moved forward the warrior lunged. The edge of his blade pricked her bare neck. “A shame … So few Hylians have your appearance,” he drawled, pressing it closer. A thin red hair appeared across her neck. One wrong movement on her part would result in a slit throat.

She froze, knowing the warrior would gladly dispose of her. As her opponent relaxed, his eyes on her sweat moistened and smoke-smudged face. Selena slowly, cautiously, brought the tip of her sword upwards. She struck, immediately jumping back. His blood spattered the heated cobblestone. He swore, his blade barely missing her.

Selena stumbled backwards, feeling the breeze of his weapon. The warrior’s gaze was murderous. She swallowed painfully, her throat raw from the smoke. “And now?” Selena inquired, seeking an alternative route.

“You die, like any other headstrong wretch!” the warrior spat, raising his sword as crimson spread down his tan sleeve. He charged her. She sidestepped, pivoting. The flat of her blade connected with the warrior’s back.

Selena turned, not waiting to see what happened, and broke into a run. She winced, hearing a shrill whiny and sickening crunch. The young woman shuddered involuntarily, knowing the warrior had been trampled. A sharp cry of pain brought her attention back to the rider.

Blood was running down the young man’s bare arm, flowing from the front of his shoulder. Crimson against his lightly tanned skin. It was his sword arm. He grimaced in pain, plunging his weapon into the one who’d attacked him. The creature hissed in agony, the blade jutting out it’s back.

Like the one she had struck, it burst into ash. Though deadly, the possessed a weak physical defense. The remaining creatures saw that he was weakening, and advanced.

Her throat constricted with concern. One somehow noticed her footsteps over the fire’s roar, turning. Selena hesitantly slowed, raising her weapon defensively. Selena moved forward, unnoticed by the rider and the creature he was dueling. The other was watching her like a hawk, observing every movement.

It was as if the creature held Wisdom. The thought was absurd, yet somehow plausible. Selena paused, meeting the lavender eyed gaze. It pounced.

She stepped back, raising her arm instinctively to protect her face. Claws ripped into her forearm. Selena gasped, icy pain burning at the gashes. It moved to strike again.

It’s sharp, curved claws clashed with her sword, sliding. The grating sound raised the hairs on the back of her neck. She jerked her weapon away, thrusting it forward. Her blade pierced it’s neck.

The ashes scattered with a heated gust from a crumbling building. Sparks and bits of blazing wood pelted the ground. Selena sidestepped, narrowly evading a shower of sparks, and dashed towards him.

He looked up, pressing his hand over the claw wounds. Scarlet was dribbling over his fingers. “Are you alright?” she inquired, hesitantly touching his arm. The rider’s emerald eyed gaze locked on her face, startled. He suddenly grasped Selena’s arm, jerking her aside.

A riderless horse thundered past, blood running down it’s flank. She winced as his hand slid over the claw marks, pain coursing through the wounds anew. The rider released her arm, glancing at his further bloodied palm in astonishment.

A nearby whinny caught his attention. The rider’s buckskin was rearing up, pawing at an offending creature. A black hoof caught it in the shoulder as the equine came down, snorting. He wiped his hand on his forest green trousers and sheathed his sword, lightly touching her shoulder. “Come!” the rider said urgently, shouting to be heard over the fire.

He jogged towards his steed, Selena trailing behind him. The onyx haired rider reached up, his fingers closing around the knotted reins. “Steady, steady …” the young man said soothingly, running a hand down it’s sweat moistened neck.

The horse’s nostrils were flared, it’s muscles tight with anticipation as it pawed the stone. Selena gently stroked it’s flank, attempting to calm it more so. She paused as her fingers brushed over a brand, taking her hand away. The outline of a Triforce was branded into the equine’s skin, letters H and K in the center triangle.

Was he a rouge, or a Knight of Hyrule?

The rider swung into the saddle, extending a hand. She pushed her uncertainty away, grasping it. He pulled her up behind him, and slapped the reins against his steed’s neck.

It broke into a full gallop.

* * * * *

A young woman slowly backed up, droids forming a tight half-moon around her. The girl’s hair was a light blonde, her eyes a colbat blue. She appeared to be fifteen or sixteen, naught more.

Her back bumped against the cool stone wall. Fear entered her eyes.

Another person appeared outside the half-moon smirking. Something snapped. The droids parted, allowing the person to enter. “Lycoris …” the blonde said softly, startled.

The dark eyed gaze held hatred, Dark Energy flickering at her palms. The arrival attacked.

Zelda sat bolt-upright. Her sapphire blue eyes were soon shadowed with pondering. “… Who are they?” she inquired softly, standing.

She walked onto the balcony of her chambers, bare feet padding against the cool white marble. A light breeze toyed with her loose, golden blonde hair and floor length nightgown. The lilac silk blew around her legs, shimmering slightly in the starlight.

It had been a week since they’d returned to the world of Light.

The sound of Link’s Horse Call drifted to her ears, gracing the silent night. Zelda leaned on the smooth railing, scanning the garden.

He was lounging in the cherry blossom three, eyes closed as he played the relaxing melody . She pushed herself away from the railing, her thoughts returning to the dream as she turned.

Was it prophetic? Outlining the future?

Zelda sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Who are they?” she asked herself again, exasperation touching her tone. She lowered her hand after a moment, pulling one of the doors open. The guard started, before breathing a sigh of relief. He bowed as she passed, moving towards the spiraling stairwell.

She trailed her hand down the banister, picking up the hem of her gown as she half-jogged down the stairs. Something was prodding at the back of her mind, though she couldn’t say what. The Horse Call abruptly fell silent.

Zelda paused, before running into the garden. Link was now facing the cherry blossom tree, staring at it. Pink petals were swirling around the starlit garden, blowing around the ground.

“What is it, Link?” she inquired softly, slowly walking towards him. He turned, startled.

“Zelda? Did I wake you?” Link asked, stepping nearer. She shook her head, watching the tree lose yet more blossoms. It was as if it were going dormant early, though spring was not yet half over.

“… I do not understand … First the dream, and now this?” Zelda mused, gesturing to the tree.

“You had a prophetic dream?”

“I am not sure, to be truthful …”

“Odd … I have been feeling uneasy since dusk set in …” Link whispered, confusion touching his expression. A sharp, piercing pain suddenly branded the Triforce symbol on the back of their hands. He winced as Zelda bit her lower lip, both pieces of the Triforce glowing.

The affinity based colors faded to gold after a moment, the pain diminishing as the glow did. Link’s icy blue gaze met Zelda’s sapphire blue one. “Goddesses …” Link breathed, the back of his hand still tingling.

“Link … The balance is off …” Zelda whispered, staring at him. The Triforce suddenly seemed uneven - The power incomplete.