Ok, ok I have a reputation for producing pointless fics, but this time around I've thought thoroughly about it. This has to be the most convincing yet of my fics, I promise! I nice full chapter, although its just the start its going to turn out to be a great story! Hope you enjoy it...comments and critism is always appreciated! If however this one fails then its obvious that I must stop and erase it from my hobbies

A Sailor’s Life for Me
During Link’s quest to rescue his poor sister he decides to travel with the Windfall sailors across the vast Great Sea. Despite being guided now by the King of Red Lions he decides to abandon him and venture with the sailors instead to lead a more interesting life and under no obligations. Dampa, Loot and Candy are experienced sailormen and have all accompanied in undertaking this voyage of discovery. Link has requested to go with him yet he will face a different adventure altogether. While out at sea, the crew shall face many hardships and a series of unfortunate events. Life-threatening situations shall arise and they will rely on there wit and wisdom to hopefully endure in this epic voyage out in deep, dangerous seas. Link has never sailed these seas before and now the opportunity is there as he ventures freely and with some company. They come into encountering pirates, monsters of sea and many other trials and tribulations that follow. It’s no doubt going to be a breath-taking adventure that Link will always remember. Yet the true nature of this sea-quest shall soon become very clear. Yet he has certain incidents to face on land too.


Chapter I: Unmasking the Mysterious Mugger
On the island of the Windfall, Dampa, Loot & Candy are almost preparing to set sail into the vast, distant ocean making the necessary adjustments to the ship. Link however is at the Chu Jelly Juice Shop stocking up on health potions that may be handy when becoming fatigued during the adventure. It’s going to be a long time before he returns to Windfall Island again.

“I’m really grateful for the half price potions, thanks!” Link said

“No thanks necessary my friend, I appreciate you’re business as always and supplies such as potions are beneficial when traveling and the expectancy of danger is afoot!” replied the generous Doc Bandam

“Well I’m off now; it’s been great an all and I hope you’re inspiration in researching new potions is always with you!” Link uttered whilst shaking his hand

“I surely hope so! And remember always remain optimistic, it’s the key to conquering you’re misfortune!” said the scientist in a faithful manner

With that Link was out of door and saw Dampa approaching him.

“We are gunna set sail soon chum! So finish what you gotta do here then report to the docks where we shall set sail for the high seas!” Dampa enunciated as he wondered off into the distance

Link now needed to ensure that he had all the right equipment and resources necessary for the long voyage. He sat under a nearby tree and started to organize all of his belongings and equipment. Unfortunately he hadn’t come into possession of the Wind Waker yet since his journey of the King of Red Lions would lead up to that. Therefore he could not control the direction of wind during the course of there sea travel. Despite that he continued to assort his belongings, and checked his wallet for how many Rupees he had left.

“Hmm…40 Rupees, well that won’t go too far! After compensating for those broken bone-china vases I accidentally smashed with my sword! Thanks to that little incident it’s made me rather tight on funds! If it goes at this rate I will be in a state of destitute!” Link grumbled recalling the incident which was a little harsh on him for being only a young kid and having to pay compensation

Then just as Link put his wallet away a person was standing in front of him staring at him in a most sinister way. He wore shabby rags and his hair was messed, and he looked a right state. His eyes were securely fixed on Link as he then stood up to inspect the person.

“Yeh, umm… can I help?” Link questioned despite the fact he had no idea who he was talking to

“…You know nothing of being in destitute! I for one suffer from extreme poverty and I am left helplessly begging to passers for some money, from night till day! Why I have no home, no refuge to seek for I walk the streets in search of money no matter what the weather may invoke upon me! A man with no wealth can buy no housing and yet I struggle yet survive and sleep under a tree or on an outside bench. There is no warmth in my heart no love, no passion, only desperation and suffering…tell me why is the world so cruel! Why is money required to pay for your housing why is it needed to pay for your food and drink, I ask WHY??” exclaimed the poor man as he slowly walked towards Link staring closely at his wallet

“Commiserations, I’m sorry but that is not my problem and why may I ask are you staring at my wallet?! You’re not attempting to mug me are you?? Cause if you are I may have to hurt you!” Link hollered in response as he began to reach for his sword

The man stopped for a moment to inspect Link, his wallet in particular and had the desire to somehow steal it from him. He remained silent and still for almost 30 seconds and Link was becoming annoyed that he was becoming increasingly disturbed by a scamp of some sort.

“That wallet you wield…it contains Rupees, does it not? And yet you fail to offer a poor man some! Why do you fear me child? Is it because I am poor and look hideous to you! Why that is so offensive and vituperative! It is merely because I do not have the wealth to look good…please I beg of you spare me some of those Rupees!” the poor man demanded

“No! You’re just a rupee-pinching scoundrel! I’ve encountered you’re type before, your not getting a single Rupee off me go bother someone else!” Link bellowed in a very authoritative fashion

The poor man sighed as his head faced directly to the ground but one eye on the wallet as well. Link was vigilant and remained calm until the head of the man returned to face Link’s face.

“Fine! Then I guess I will have to earn it through means of pilferage!! If you won’t be reasonable then I won’t either SCUM!!!” shouted the poor man as he pounced onto Link

He literally ambushed him violently and Link was sent straight to ground while knocking his head on the stump of the tree. This blow to the head rendered Link unconscious and the man reached for his wallet while he had the opportunity. His arms stretched to get a tight grip on the wallet; he saw two red Rupees within it and his eyes illuminated at the sight of easy attainable money.

“AH!! 40 Rupees!! Enough to cover the cost of a weeks worth of meals and 6 coffees at the Café Bar!! I MUST have them!!” shouted the desperate man as he almost came into tight grasp of the wallet

Then just as he came almost finger-tip distance of the wallet someone from behind grabbed him and smashed him against the wall knocking him out. It was Neville the rich man that lives in the two-story mansion. He assisted Link to his feet as he regained consciousness and opened to eyes to reveal a shocking image in whom he was being helped by.

“Huh…?! Aren’t you…the man in which I broke your bone-china vases and had to pay 80 Rupees in compensation?” said Link bewildered and also feeling rather nauseous

“Correct, I heard a loud racket which interrupted my reading and well I had to find its source and put a stop it immediately! Next thing I know a youngster is being intentionally mugged by a beggar in need of some money which lead to his carelessness in attempting to knock you out then run off with your wallet. Being a rich man I must eradicate the number of crimes involving poor, helpless beggars for I have no sympathy for them whatsoever! So, are you ok?” questioned Neville

“I…think so, well…I have nothing against paupers for I sympathize for them, but he was just a scoundrel! Attempted to earn money through means of violating the law, he knocked me the…! Well, never mind that aside I can get back to organizational issues” retorted Link as he approached the body of the poor man

Link saw that his attacker wasn’t a pauper of such but a rotten thief attempting to earn money using illegitimate methods. He then became surprisingly curious of what was going to happen to this poor man after this incident.

“Hey, umm…Neville what’s going to happen to this guy because he is only knocked out he’ll be a wake soon!” Link curiously said

“Never mind him, he shall be convicted of theft and assault and locked up accordingly, serves him right for violating the law! I’m sure the Windfall Prosecutors will take him off my hands, anyway you get along now I will see to this” uttered Neville as he picked the body and took it off in the distance

Link was relieved to be back on his feet and so he took a short stroll around Windfall before his departure. He admired the scenery Windfall had to offer, lush cool sea breezes a fresh, calm atmosphere as the people stroll by and chatter to one another. Gossip of the incident involving Link and a beggar was spreading like wild-fire. Link was being constantly stopped by the townsfolk into what happened but he tried to ignore all the attention and just enjoy the sites. Suddenly Link heard a rumble as if it was giant footsteps, he turned around straight away and there standing was 3 tall strong-built men wearing black bandanas around there necks. They also wore black masks and all that it revealed was there eyes, they approached Link in a strong manner. Whilst Link was a little bewildered of whom they were.

“Err…who… are you?” Link hesitantly questioned

“You Link?” one of them retorted loudly

“Umm…yeah that would be me *gulps*” Link replied still confused of the response he had and the frightening giant bunch of people he was facing

“We are the feared Windfall Prosecutors, the names Drake and the other two are Garleon and Rafek, we are here to justify the convictions upon you’re attacker and once clear he can be successfully convicted and sentenced to a punishment!” Drake exclaimed

“It would help if you would come with us! The place where he is temporarily held to later be convicted is in the Hall of Wealth, the 1st floor of the second story mansion! The owner was kind to lend us a hand in this case, so please if you would follow us it shouldn’t take long” Garleon bellowed as the three turned around and stomped away in direction to the house which Link followed slowly behind.

This one incident was now affecting his venture to the seas with the sailors, but he reluctantly tagged along. He followed the terrifying trio to the red opulent door which led into the Hall of Wealth. Upon entering he noticed that his enemy was sitting helpless on the floor. The owner of the house Neville overlooked the scene from the aurulent banister and sat on his big cerise chair and observed. One of the giant men picked up the poor man and shoved his backside on a small wooden chair.

“Ahem…Prosecution Court is now in session! Compared to a court this is a quicker process which just involves stating the facts and precisely what happened. If the offender cannot object then it is declared officially that ye will be convicted of the crime and will face a punishment! Clear?!” exclaimed Rafek to Link and the poor beggar

Link also had a chair and sat opposite of the beggar almost facing each other but from a short distance apart. He was confident he was going to get an easy, fair trial as the pressure is now on Link to explain the incident

“Before we start, may I add that the use of offensive language is prohibited within my house? I shall not tolerate foul language of any kind in my home! If you do I shall have the authority of kicking you out and allowing the Prosecutors to deal with you there own way!” Neville shouted from atop of the banister

“Aye, you heard him no bad language now and then nobody will get hurt…yet! Now then let’s begin the Prosecution Trial already! Now then Link if you would like to stand and explain to use what precisely happened! Honesty is required here for we do not accept liars and liars end up getting what they deserve! Now then speak…!” roared Garleon as he and his two others brothers closely observed

Link then stood up not particularly proud or confident but he needed to clear this mess so he can worry about other more important matters. However the opposition was biting his dirty nails and a stench began to circulate the room.

Drake snuffled, and then said “Wait just one moment! Pause…! I smell something…” Drake sniffed again “Something… RANK!!! ERRR!!” complained Drake then holding his nose

“That’s…revoltingly disgusting!!! And it’s in my house!! Wait…! It smells…FECULENT!! OH MY!!” shouted Neville almost falling off the banister

“Someone in here has deliberately soiled themselves!! In other words blaming pooped there pants!! That’s uncalled-for!” exclaimed Garleon then holding his nose

“Don’t look at me I didn’t do it!” shouted Link to ensure he was on the safe side

Then there was a slight pause and they all stared at the poor man who was sitting still biting his nails in anxiousness. He then looked up at them all and there eyes were almost scary-looking, he wondered what was going on.

“So urr…we going to get on with the trail or what?” the beggar muttered as if everything was normal

Once again a moment of silence followed.

“You stink! You absolutely stink! That’s foulness!” roared Drake

Meanwhile on the 2nd floor of the mansion Neville is having a hard-time opening the window which seems to be stuck and at a very inconvenient time. He is beginning to suffocate just like everyone else, hence no fresh air just a contaminating stench that never seems to fade. As Neville struggles to open the window a knock is then heard at the door on the 1st floor.

"I wonder who that could be!” said Drake as he covered his nose and approached the door

He opens the door and its Ilari the Rito Postman with mail

“Yes, umm this is the Hall of Wealth isn’t it…? Well there are two parcels here addressed to this…*sniff* what’s that strange aura? It smells like…*sniff* oh dear…I shall… resign, this job is to stressing and nauseating!” Ilari shouted as he left the parcels and flew off in quite a huff

The smell was slowly fading and it became more bearable, Drake closed door and the smell now became a mere slight scent.

“Right, now resume the trail! I believe Link you were asked question of what happened so speak out…!” commanded Neville as he sat back in his chair

Link removed the hand from his nose and stood up to face the trio of Prosecutors awaiting an answer.

“Ahem! Well, I was peaceful organizing my equipment until this strange man looked me straight in the face and it was a very disturbing look to! He was blabbering on about how he has suffered a hard life and tried to make me sympathize for him and give him precisely what he wanted…Rupees!! For ages he kept staring at my wallet with the weirdest eyes and I knew he was up to something! So he attempted to bribe me for his nonsense so he could have my Rupees, then when he became impatient he ambushed me and knocked me out! Can’t remember much after that only then waking up again to reveal he had also been knocked out by Neville I believe!” Link announced then sat back down again

Neville twiddled his fingers and scratched his head nervously in response to Link’s statement. The trio Prosecutors turned there faces to Neville up on the banister and gave him that look of suspicion.

“So…Neville has some involvement in the incident well he is a suspect just like any other so he must come down to be interrogated!” exclaimed Drake in an orderly manner

“This is preposterous! I had nothing to do with it…umm...honestly I didn’t! But then maybe I did but you’ll never bring me to justice fools MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Luckily I planned a perfect escape route, so long suckers!” chuckled Neville as he got out of his chair and ran off and his footsteps could be heard slightly echoing and then fading

“Damn!! He was behind this all along! He is the culprit behind this incident, he must be captured!!” exclaimed Rafek in anger

“Huh? Wha…? I don’t get it…how it could possibly be?!” Link said in bewilderment

“Ha! Appearances can be deceiving buddy! I guess we won’t know for sure yet until we capture the fiend!” Garleon exclaimed

Link and the three giant men tried to think of a solution while the beggar sat quietly trying to avoid becoming involved.

“So, he used an escape route on the upper floor…! But we are going to need to get up there first aren’t we? …But how? This is no way of getting up there via the bottom floor! That’s a bummer!” Drake retorted in frustration

Then Link had an idea, a Grappling Hook.

“How we get up there…? Simple, using alternative Rito technology! If I swing this hook and manage to get a firm grip of the chandelier above it may just get us up there!” Link exclaimed as he equipped his Grappling Hook

“Ah! A great idea…oh with the only exception, how will it support our body weight we are quite heavy! I mean we could end up breaking or snapping the damn thing! Not to mention bringing the chandelier down with us!” said a concerned Rafek

Link ignored him and continued to swing until he got an accurate targeting of the golden chandelier. He then threw it and it wrapped around the chandelier perfectly providing safe easy access up to the upper floor.

“Well who would like to go first then? Remember don’t put to much pressure on the hook and rope that supports it, we don’t want it snapping now do we?” Link said as he demonstrated by using it firstly to show the others

He grabbed a hold of the hanging rope and took his legs off the ground and then started to climb up the secure rope like a spider up a web. He continued to climb until he was only a short distance from reaching the banister, which followed with a swinging movement. He began to swing back and forth to get a good jump distance at the banister on the other side. And then, with a boost of speed and strength he let go of the swinging rope launching him in direction to the banister. He was very close and had hoped he had enough swing time to possibly make it. He then while in the air noticed the guys weren’t below watching him, but they had disappeared along with the beggar. Link remained focused on the banister and lifted out his hands in hope of grabbing onto the side and climbing up. He then miraculously had a grip with one hand only and then started to get his other hand up to pull himself up. Before he could do so he heard the opening of a door and didn’t know what to do, so he remained quiet. Footsteps followed as Link knew he was going to be in for it.

“Link! Link…is that you?” exclaimed a voice from above

Link was confused and then poked his head up and realized it was Drake, Garleon and Rafek to his rescue

“Huh? What are you guys doing up here already?!” Link questioned in shock as he was constantly holding on

“We figured it would be too much hassle using your strategy so we took the easy alternative of finding the entrance to the second floor! Ha, it was far easier than how you did it! Ha, the look on your face…priceless” chuckled Drake as he pulled Link up

“Real smooth guys…real smooth!” Link grumbled as if time was wasted

“Right now that we are all here let’s investigate and track down Neville! Apparently he mentioned he had an escape route, it must be up here on this floor someplace lets look for it!” commanded Garleon as they all searched around the place.

Link searched the many closets and big cupboards for any clues; it was beginning to enfold into quite an enigma and a complex situation of ambiguity. Upon searching all the closets Link finds nothing, they were all completely bare as if they were stripped of there contents. Drake was across the room standing by the large window staring out at the ocean view. He was contemplating all of the occurring events and couldn’t quite see any reasonable explanation for it all. Like the others he was in a state of disarray. He then walked slowly towards the fireplace which was burning as usual and put his hands out and felt the warmth travel down his back. Then Link walked from behind him and stood beside him near the fireplace while the others searched the other ends of the house.

“You know, sometimes everything is not what it seems…almost misleading to be honest! Yet at the start we don’t realize the true nature of what’s going on, yet when it has become quite clear you can’t quite believe it! I mean…" And he said with a sigh, "…I can’t really explain it!” uttered Drake staring right into the fire and not a single blink

“I know what you mean; I mean who would have suspected Neville! The beggar was certainly the perpetrator, but at the start I would have never expected it would come to this! I was knocked out temporarily so who knows what Neville might have been planning, oddly enough there is no evidence whatsoever discovered yet!” Link retorted whilst looking at Drake

Then the two were particularly curious about the painting hung on the wall above the fireplace. Just before they were going to speak a loud knock of the door was heard. The four of them were unaware of who it could be so the unfortunate one nearest to the door had to answer it. Once again another knock followed, which was even harder and the 3 advised Rafek to answer it quickly. He approached the door and turned the doorknob slowly to push it open revealing Ilari the Rito Postman once again.

“Huh? What are you doing here?” questioned Rafek shocked

“I could ask the exact same question! What are you doing here? This is private property, Neville advised me to keep intruders from trespassing on his grounds! I’m afraid I’m going to have to ask you to leave!” exclaimed Ilari in a very authoritative manner

They all stared at him for a moment and Link noticed he didn’t have his Delivery Bag attached to the back of his waist. Link began to wonder why Ilari was enforcing them and constantly spying on them. He then got up and ran to the door to face Ilari who was stood looking grumpy with his arms crossed.

“We are currently investigating! You say Neville advised you?? So what’s in it for you then?” Link questioned formally

“…What? I have no idea what you are implying!” Ilari shouted

“I’ve been noticing that constantly ever since the incident you’ve been secretly spying on his ensuring we weren’t to cause any trouble! You seem to be unemployed too, no delivery satchel for storing letters, you no longer a postman? What motivates you then?! Huh? You working for Neville to acquire a certain profit? It seems very much so!” Link bellowed as the others were in shock to his speech

Ilari remained silent for a moment and Link looked deep into his eyes in an angry emotion. Ilari had realized that he had indeed been caught and was deeply thinking of what to say and do next.

“I know you are speechless, and you can admit that you were part of this act along with Neville! Now, because of your wrongdoings and the betrayal of your people to work for Neville I advise to give us some information and then get lost!” Link roared as the other 4 came by him to aid him

“You’re not going to get any information from me! I and Neville began negotiating not to long ago about the scheme we had planned! He offered to pay me a handsome reward for my participation and role in this act so I couldn’t reconsider! This “private” business is top secret however so I don’t have the stupidity to brief you of the details!” Ilari declared

“So you betrayed your people to join in this scandal!!” Link shouted in extreme anger

“It pays off, that’s the main thing! Captivated by money has led to my betrayal of my own people, I couldn’t exactly turn down a deal this superior! And now that I have you trapped and within my grasp I shall dispose of all of you! For you shall never discover the secret!” shouted Ilari as he took flight into the air and the door slammed shut releasing a gust of wind that blew Link and the rest down to the floor



Chapter II: Realising the Truth
COMING SOON

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