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Chapter 2:

Rusl had hardly ever been so mad in his life. Here he was tonight beside his wife and children hands bound with all of the other villagers surrounded by men in black robes armed with bows on a secluded cliff in Faron Woods. He felt so powerless when they said that if Link didn’t show himself they would all be thrown to the spiders. He teased up as the ringleader, that name Kain sounded familiar to him, stepped into the torch light.

“Fortunately for all of you, the Hero had enough mercy for you to arrive on time sparing your lives.” He said sounding almost disappointed.

To be Continued...

By the way: my stories have a color-code. This mostly is to emphasize the importance of a character's lines (this was a friend's idea and have kept it this way since).

Hot Pink = Princess Zelda (on white background it was light pink)

Dark Purple = Impa (originally light purple)

Dark Green = Link

Light Green = Farore

Blue = Nayru

Red = Din

Purple = Queen Zelda (originally hot pink)

Black = Ganon/ a person who is Ganon possessed

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This story has long been in the works...as a movie! Now, I will present a novelization of the movie The Legend of Zelda: the Hero of Hyrule. Now, I admit, the title is not THAT creative, but it fits in with the story.

This story is rated PG-13 for mild blood and gore.

                                              The Legend of Zelda: The Hero of Hyrule (the story)

                                          Adapted from the Original screenplay by: Zelda F. Barrow

Chapter 1: Reason Lost

    It was evening and the cloud-concealed sun was setting. In the Hyrule Castle courtyard, Zelda stood, watching the Eastern sky. Since she could could see the sun setting, she did not bother to even face that direction. Also, there was a storm rolling in from the West. Zelda knew that something was wrong.

    Everything had gone wrong since Ganon returned to Hyrule, implementing fear into the hearts of Hyrule's villagers. Fear had soon turned into thoughts and then plans of revolution. The villagers were ready to take down the King of Hyrule and Zelda if they did not get the Hero to come back. But, trouble did not stop there: all of the employees of the King had walked out: even the guards left their posts and took refuge in Hyrule Town. This left the king and his daughter vulnerable. Since that day "he" had returned: the sun never shined.

    The King, in his long, red robe, loose, silky white collar--which was sliding off because he had been too busy to fix it. He wore the special, detached collar because it was the only material that did not irritate the skin on his neck .He had very sensitive skin. He stepped out into the courtyard, where he saw Zelda.

        "The cook just walked out." he reported.

        "Do they not understand? Do they not trust us?" she sighed.

       The King walked further into the courtyard, taking a seat in the white marble chair that was facing West. Awhile ago, the King had the Royal Landscapers put two white marble chairs that faced West, because he knew that Zelda liked to watch the sunset. Sometimes, he would join her and bring her a glass of wine. A sort of Father-Daughter "Happy Hour". The Father-Daughter Happy-Hour was a very special time in which The King and Zelda would talk to each other about things that happened that day or in the case of him having to miss happy hour, catch up on the last week. Today, the King felt more than obligated to talk about this to Zelda and ask her what she thought. Maybe she could figure out how to solve the problem: after all, the Goddesses talk to her. Whenever he had trouble with a matter, he would ask his wise daughter what she thought. Usually, she had a good, long-term solution. Princess Zelda never considered herself a pragmatist: something that would only work short-term was better off not even being considered, even if it did help a great deal.

        "I'm sorry." the King said. "Do you want to sit next to the white flagstone watch the storm clouds?"

Zelda liked watching the storms roll in: even if it was from her bedroom window. She liked watching practically everything that was going on. She enjoyed it, because it gave her a sense of satisfaction. She knew what was going on and to her, nothing was better.

    Princess Zelda was an accomplished linguist, as well: she knew many languages. Not only was that important for the future monarch of Hyrule to be able to communicate with others, but Princess Zelda did it mostly because she believed that everybody had a story to tell. Sure, the official language of Hyrule was Hylian and it was the universal language, but other tribes and races had their own languages. She felt that to get the FULL story--the story which could only be told by the story-teller in their native language--one must have the ability to listen to it. An ancestor of hers had also been a linguist.

    Naira was the daughter of Link and his first cousin, Omeia. Omeia's mother had been raped by the Gerudo King, Ganondorf and because of the consequences of telling her brother, the King : Link's mother, then Queen of Hyrule, had advised Omeia's mother to leave Hyrule and not tell her brother. If she had told her brother, it would have started war with the Gerudos: just as Ganondorf had planned.

    Since Queen Zelda could not find any heirs to the throne (she did not marry and have children because she could not find anyone good enough to giver her a female child), she decided that her niece, Naira was the perfect choice. Unfortunately, Naira had planned to get her University degree at the University of Termina at Clocktown. Before she finished her schooling at Hyrule Royal Academy, she had discovered her calling: Gerudo culture and Linguistics. She knew that her grandfather was Ganondorf and unlike Omeia, did not feel the need to kill herself for it. She had gone to Gerudo Valley to do research. Even though she had been taken hostage by the tribe, she was soon let go after the defeat of the mutinous leader, Commander Kaashsoo.

    That day, Zelda would have preferred not to watch the storm, for it had brewed from Ganon's return to Hyrule. She decided to watch, anyway, because she knew her father was at a loss for how to handle the current situation. She knew she would only just suggest "giving up" and it would not help her father in any way shape or form. She made up her mind to do whatever her father said. She trusted that his ideas were worthy of consideration. She would not fight him, even if she knew it was a bad idea. Normally, her father was not so flaky, but, times had taken a turn for the worst and had become desperate.

        "What were you thinking about?" he asked her as she sat down in the chair next to him.

        "The Hero of Time broke the Triforce of Courage and buried the pieces: they are scattered all over the land." she paused. "The Sages and my ancestor banished only the Gerudo King.  Ganon escaped. "

    The King continued to listen.

       "Now, Ganon has returned. He knew that if he showed his face, all of Hyrule would look for the Hero. They are blind to the truth...he will not return."

    "It is a desperate time." he paused "To the Hyrulians, their hopes are higher than ever."

    "I know the Goddesses: if there is no hero, they will preserve Hyrule!"

    "Even if the villagers don't stand behind you: I always will." he said.

    The King of Hyrule not only stood behind her because she was his daughter, but because it was his kingdom that was at stake. The villagers were madly searching for the new hero: someone to save them from Ganon and preserve the Land of Hyrule. In their search, they had decided to go against the King , because both he and his daughter knew that the hero would not come. Princess Zelda knew that there would be a new era in Hyrule: an era without a hero. But, that did not mean that Ganon would be the ruler of this era. With or without the hero, Hyrule would be at peace. Only Zelda truly knew this. To convince the villagers that it had to happen was another story. The villagers had refused to listen to the King: mostly to Zelda because she could not physically prove it until it was too late. But, they both knew that the villagers had not completely stopped listening: if they heard what they wanted to hear, then they would be more than attentive. However, Zelda doubted that that would bring back the guards and castle employees. The best it could do was delay the revolution. Zelda knew that it was a bad idea to be so pragmatic. This whole thing had effected her father so much that he was willing to abandon all of his principles, just to save Hyrule. He still had an inkling of hope that maybe a hero would come and save the land. Zelda usually agreed with her father, but this time was different: she saw no reason in him abandoning what he knew was right. Zelda only saw death if someone did step up to defend Hyrule.

    The King was very much intimidated by the upcoming revolution, not because he would lose his place as monarch of Hyrule, but because only Ganon could stir up emotions so much that it would make the villagers his puppets: whether they knew it or not. They would be weak from all of this irrationality and the sense of betrayal from the man they once trusted to rescue them from hostile nations and religious-fascist, invaders. Of course, the King's betrayal was all in their fear-consumed heads. The King was benevolent and willing to compromise with them, even if it meant abandoning his principles. He was willing to do anything to protect his daughter from the villagers. He had no reason to doubt that Ganon was the puppet-master: they threatened to take extreme measures; Kidnapping Zelda was one of them. Of course, they did not mention that they wanted the Triforce of Wisdom: they only would use her as a bargaining chip. The King knew that if they did manage to get their hands on Zelda: he would not be able to keep a cool head long enough to be able to save her. Zelda meant everything to him. He was a rational man and it was him who taught Zelda that pragmatism--no matter the circumstance--was never a good thing. Whenever he passed a law, he always made sure it would be a good idea in the long-run. Now that his family has been threatened, he had nothing to stand by. It was an insult to injury when all of his guards--who had sworn strong allegiance to the Royal Family--had just walked out and became slaves to the villagers. Thinking about it, more: the King decided that it was indeed better they had left: they would have eventually turned and the guards he had trusted to protect his daughter, would be the ones who delivered her into the hands of the irrational villagers and in time, Ganon. If they did not kill her, then Ganon would--of course, he would have taken the Triforce of Wisdom from her before ending her life.

    "Maybe, if you play along with their delusions, then maybe we can delay them." he suggested.

    "Fine, I will work with them" agreed Zelda, after long consideration for the consequences of refusing to give up her principles.

    The King embraced his daughter, tighter than usual, for he was still fearful. He knew this plan was hasty and because of that, it would all come crashing down. 

Chapter 2: Birth of Courage

    The clouds in the sky only cleared slightly, but only over Hyrule Town. The sun was already in mid-setting. The Village's Torch Lighters, despite the revolution, continued to light the streets of Hyrule Town. The guards who had once protected the castle, were now walking the streets, talking amongst each other. Some even went to play around at the shooting gallery. The rest went to the Tavern and had their happy-hour.

    A female torch lighter had made her way to the torch near the little grassy spot near the shooting gallery. She saw a blonde girl, about sixteen years of age, sleeping. She was propped up against the wall of the shooting gallery. In her black-slacked covered, lap was a black-handled sword to match. The woman dared not wake up the girl: she certainly needed the rest. She had spent most of the day running errands for the old medicine woman. Today was the day that everybody needed special herbs: herbs that caused them to hallucinate and forget their troubles. The old medicine woman did not like it, but it brought in the Rupees and kept her well-fed. Maybe it was a desperate time, but in desperate times, the old medicine woman finds it indeed beneficial: she was able to give her hard-working employee a raise. After her mother had died: the blonde needed as much help as she could get.

    The blonde's mother had passed away, long ago: when the girl was younger. Her mother had been very kind to her. She gave her all the love a mother could. She always made sure her daughter had what she needed: even if it meant being at work all day long. She worked to keep her daughter fed. She had no husband to help take care of the girl: she was a widow. On some days, the mother would come home early and bring home a bottle of wine. She made sure that her daughter did not drink too much: she was still young and too much wine was never a good habit. There were no drinking laws in Hyrule, but it was strongly discouraged to let children drink. And if you must, the parent must dedicate their very existence to making sure the child did not develop bad drinking habits. They observed those rare occasions because it was an ancient Gerudo custom. The blonde's mother was a Gerudo. But, unlike most of the tribe, her mother never resorted to theft. Her mother was not at all like her tribe, in that, instead of kidnapping Hylian males and using them for reproduction: she obtained a man the legal way, marriage. Instead of staying around the fortress, where she would be criticized for loving a man, she moved to Hyrule with him. She got a good, honest job as an assistant to the old medicine woman.

    After she had given birth to her first and only child, her husband--who worked in trading and commerce--went off on a job. His caravan was robbed by a band of Gerudos. What made things worse, was the bandits instantly recognized him as the "man who kidnapped our sister". They murdered him for what they considered "a crime". From that day on, the girl's mother hated her tribe with a passion. She never liked them, but after they killed her husband, she had even more of a reason to hate them.

    Years had passed and and the girl had gotten older. She was about thirteen when her mother opted to go climb Death Mountain. Her mother had been commissioned by the old medicine woman to extract fluids from the bomb-flower and bring them back for study. The old woman was wowed by bomb-flowers and never could go climb Death Mountain. The girl insisted on going with, because she had not seen her mother in a few days. Not knowing how dangerous Death Mountain actually was: she agreed to let her come with. When they reached the summit, where there was a whole patch of bomb-flowers, her mother took out a syringe and stuck it into one of them. She extracted some fluids. She had hoped she and the old woman could figure out what makes the fuse light upon plucking. On their way back down, as the girl's mother tried to avoid a rolling Goron, she slipped. She held on tightly to the ledge. The girl tried to help her up, but another Goron was rolling carelessly down the mountain. He bumped the girl and she lost her grip. Her mother fell to her death. The descendant of Darunia, Link the Goron, offered to pay for the funeral and if she needed anything, his people would help her in any way they could: even if it meant adopting her. But, the girl did not want to be somebody else's kid: she wanted to be alone. She did not want her caretaker(s)--whoever they may be--to lose their lives. Her father did and so did her mother.

    From that day on, the girl swore she would save people. She had already lost her mother and because of that she would use more of her courage to help anyone who was in danger. She wanted to make her mother proud: even if her mother was watching her from The Sacred Realm. The girl's wish to help people in need had come true: over the past three years after her mother's death, she had done a number of heroic acts. One time, the Bank of Hyrule was being robbed and the girl had stopped the robbers from getting away. Another time, a drunken male was coming home, beat his wife and tried to rape her, but the girl had been watching the man since he went into his house--which was near where she likes to take her after-work naps. She had burst through the door with her sword held high and ready to kill if necessary. The husband insisted that "I'm married to her: I can do whatever I want to her!", but the girl did not buy it: she was familiar with the King of Hyrule's Spousal Abuse Law, which was passed after his daughter, Zelda was born. The law stated that any man who abuses his wife, will be given life in prison and castrated if he rapes her. It seemed cruel, but it was fitting. Of course, castration was not commonly used among wife-beaters: it was used on mostly Child molesters. That law, too, was passed after Zelda was born.

    The torch-lighting woman lit the torch and walked away. Suddenly, a man's voice shouted,

    "Stop thief! She stole my bread!" running past the girl was a veil-less Gerudo, dressed in purple harem pants and silver, hoop-earrings. She carried a loaf of bread wrapped in a blue and white stripped cloth.

The girl was awakened by the cry for help. She used her sword to help herself up. She got straight to chasing after the thief.

    "Get back here with that bread, you paeshkosoo prilsunsh!" shouted the blonde, angrily. The words she had used to insult the Gerudo was something her mother had taught her. It is practically un-translatable in Hylian. The girl's mother had taught her all about the culture and the insults that are used. Prilsunsh was a word that was not in the Hylian language (Marien-ainmame was the rough translation). Even though, there were some of those kind of Hylian girls, that word was never invented.

    The Gerudo looked behind her and saw a very angry blonde running after her, swinging her sword. The Gerudo then thought Es ata daassoo, qaaf? Isk rugar juu tii, raa osh! , she was now regretting she had stolen the bread.  She dropped the bread and hurried away from town. The girl was not able to catch her. She found the bread on the ground, still wrapped in the cloth. She picked it up. A large, red-haired man walked up to the girl and collected the recovered property.

    "Thanks, Lina." he said, taking it from her hands.

Just then, a short silence filled the air. It was broken by villagers' gossip.

    Did you see that?

    She's the hero we have been looking for!

    I can't believe we forgot about her!

    She saved my job!

    She saved me from my drunken husband!

They all cheered Hooray for Lina! Because she had been well-known around town as a hero, there wasn't a villager who did not know her name. How they forgot about her when Ganon invaded Hyrule was something even the Great Goddesses couldn't figure out. Lina was the perfect choice for the next "Hero of Hyrule".

Princess Zelda HAS to believe us now! said a villager.

You know what will happen to that young, helpless maiden if she doesn't...

    Even though Lina was aware of the revolution, she was not aware of what extreme measures the villagers would resort to if they did not get their way. She was busy thinking about how much her mother would be proud of her heroism: saving Hyrule was something only true heroes could do. She did not just do it for her mother: rather, she wanted to do it to convince herself that she did try very hard to save her mother from death, three years ago. The mistake from the past would be completely wiped out.

Chapter 3: A Glimmer of Hope

    Lina was very nervous when she reached the castle gates. Her stomach felt like it was going to explode. She took in a deep breath and told herself that this was her destiny and the Kingdom of Hyrule would be saved from Ganon. With that in mind, Lina got even more nervous. What am I so afraid of? she asked herself If its my destiny, why am I so scared to pursue this?. She made herself stop and take more calming breaths before introducing herself to the King and his daughter.

    Finally, she gathered up all of her courage and entered. Before she entered the throne room, she placed her sword by the entrance: she did not want to seem threatening. She entered the large room. She looked down at the long, red rug that lead all the way to the throne. Surrounding the carpet was black and white tile that was diamond-shaped and looked as if it was a couple hundred years old. The only reason it had not been replaced was because it was an heirloom. It was part of the Castle's long, heritage. Lina picked up her head and looked at the walls. They were grayish, with paintings on it. She saw a window that lead to the courtyard. Hyrulian Folklore says that the Hero of Time, Link had snuck into the courtyard, so that he could ask the young Princess Zelda about why things were getting awkward and what his next mission was. She had instructed him to get the three Spiritual Stones and place them at the altar at the Temple of Time. It was to open the Door of Time.

    Remembering that story made Lina even more excited about being the Hero. She wondered if she would be able to unlock the Door of Time and use the Master Sword to slice Ganon into pork chops. She finally brought her eyes to the back of the Throne room: towards the King and Princess Zelda. Princess Zelda was just as beautiful as the men said she was. Her hair was a light, sun-kissed blonde. Her eyes were different than she had expected: they were hazel... like hers. She then remembered that a distant relative--according to Hyrulian Folklore--had hazel eyes. Old Hyrulian Folklore said that the perfect Hyrulian had blonde hair and blue eyes. After Naira had become princess, that old, rather biased, statement was put to a halt, right then and there. Naira was also a redhead. However, she was 1/4 Gerudo. But, because Naira was so beautiful and was so much like her Aunt Zelda, she was still considered a "perfect Hylian". Naira had broken a lot of old, biased--and racist--standards.

    What also made Zelda absolutely stunning was that she did not look like a starving peasant. She was thin, but she had amazing, perfectly proportionate curves, despite the fact that her bone structure was small. Her breasts were the perfect size: about high A cup. Her feet were small and narrow. Her arms were muscular in all of the right places. It was not a mystery why this was true: Zelda exercised, almost daily. She also fed herself so that she could keep her amazing, gossip-starting curves. She watched what she ate: not too many goodies--cakes and other sweet things-- and lots of bread products to keep up her energy. She also ate meat three times a week to help keep her muscles strong. Zelda never thought the waify look was pretty: in fact, she rather hated the Re-dead look. Sadly, most rich Hyrulian girls think that the "Re-dead" look is sexy. Zelda never wondered why all of the men in Hyrule thought she was the sexiest girl in the land: she looked like a real girl not one of Ganon's creatures. Anyway, that was how all of the men in Hyrule described her. All of the girls say Zelda is perfect because she's thin and somehow can resist eating that rich Castle food.  I wish I could stop eating like that. The men were right: Zelda is the perfect woman. After examining Zelda's features, Lina wondered what would make the girls think she was Too skinny and perfect because she was. Lina knew thinking about that sort of stuff led to what was known as Ashka niniohsu. Ashka niniohsu usually snowballed into Soiamaff Chiil--which was what allowed girls to pursue the "Re-dead look".

    "Um, excuse me: are you Lina?" asked Zelda, curious about why she was staring at her body.

    "Oh, I am sorry." . I just wanted to know if the men or the women were right about Zelda. she thought.

    "Ah, Lina, we have heard so much about you through our villagers." said the King, almost joyfully.

Lina extended her hand and circled her wrist twice. She faced the palm out and gently flung the hand to her forehead.

     "Your majesty"   she stood at attention.  "I'm here to offer my services to Hyrule"

    "And it is a good time, too: our land has seen the face of evil."

       "How may I help?" she asked, now attentive.

        "Do you know who Ganon is?" asked Zelda.

        "He is the dreaded Daemon. I know. I have heard stories from most of the people around town. Also, the castle guards took refuge in the town and are helping us with the revolution."

Oh, that is just great. thought Zelda, cringing. I wonder what kind of propaganda they filled this poor girl's head with. And the guards...we are totally defenseless against them! Father gave them the best training money could buy...remember, Zelda: play along with them...ooh, I hate this! I know she is not the real hero! Even if she rescued a woman...Zelda quickly composed herself and tried not to let her emotions get the best of her. She continued.

    "The Triforce of Courage, as you know is lost. As the Guardian of the Triforce of Wisdom, I give you full permission to find all of the pieces and put it back together."

    Lina repeated her "salute".

    "Yes Princess! Is there anything else you need from me?"

    "No, nothing more." she said, praying to the Great Goddesses that that would keep Lina out of trouble for awhile. At least until Zelda and her father could come up with a better plan.

    "Then, I am off! I will return when I find it!" said, Lina, leaving.

When Lina was out of sight, the King turned to his daughter.

    "Zelda, have you gone mad?"

    "No father, I only sent her away. If the villagers hear of her task, they will not revolt. They know that only the True Hero can find the Triforce of Courage pieces."

    She explained to her father that it was necessary to keep her from going after Ganon.

    "You are wise, like your mother was. Tell me: what will happen if she DOES find it?"

    "I pray to the Goddesses she does not: I do not think she could handle the likes of Ganon." she said, beginning to doubt her decision.

    "Are you sure this was a good idea?" he asked, sensing her doubt.

    "She is not the true hero. I cannot allow such a naïve child such as herself, sacrifice for nothing. Keeping her around Hyrule Castle will only compromise matters."

    "How so?"

 "She cannot protect us from Ganon. Deep down, she is frightened. Her true colours would show if she went face-to-face with him...The villagers WILL revolt. "

    "You realize that we are no safer without her, right? Are you sure you’re doing the right thing?"

    "Please, father." she begged.

       After a little bit of thought, the King instructed his daughter to seek refuge in the Temple of Time: she would be protected from Ganon that way. He told her to not wait for him: he had a lot of work to do.

    "Now, please, go: you are very valuable to Ganon."

   Princess Zelda held out her right hand and closed her eyes. She was concentrating very hard. She was reaching down into herself and extracting the Triforce of Wisdom. It suddenly appeared in her hand. With a little extra concentration, it split in two pieces. The outside was an empty, bottomless triangle: the smaller piece was a full triangle. She opened her eyes and handed the empty bottomless one to her father.

        "Not anymore."

    "You are not serious! The Goddesses trusted you to protect it." he said, shocked by what she had done to the sacred object.

    "If the Triforce of Wisdom is divided in this way, Ganon will never be able to find all of the pieces. It is what Link did before he left Hyrule forever. ...This way, all of my descendants will be protected from Ganon."

    She paused to look at him.

        "I will return in a couple of days." she said, before leaving.

Zelda left the castle without another word.

    "Be careful!" shouted the King.

He studied the Triforce piece that Zelda gave him. Hmm, he thought if Zelda broke the Triforce, Ganon wouldn't even think of looking here! I must make preparations for the "Great Flood" Zelda said the Goddesses will cause. I'll get the Royal Vessel Pilot, Chaymberlyn to help me...I hope he hasn't walked out yet. He can get Zelda out of here and prepare the whole fleet to transport all of the inhabitants of Hyrule to higher land once the rain starts falling.

    "Chaymberlyn!" he called out.

Chapter 4: Field Work

    Lina walked through the wet, green grass. The morning dew still had not dried. She had no idea where she would start looking for the pieces. Well, just start here. You never know what you'll find if you start in the most obvious place. She examined the area near the newly built amphitheater, which was between Lon-lon Ranch and the Kakariko Village. Lina could not understand why it was built there as opposed to Hyrule Town. She shrugged and made herself forget about why it was there: all that was important to her was perhaps finding a Triforce Piece there.

    She soon found herself at the bottom of the canyon near the entrance to Gerudo Valley. The Zora River flowed there. However, it was near dry because of a drought that Ganon had caused when he returned. He dried out the rivers so that he could make finding the Triforce of Courage pieces, much easier. She spent quite awhile searching there. If Ganon expects to find the Triforce pieces here: I guess he might be onto something. Well,

I 'm going to beat him to the punch.

    Eventually, Lina got tired. She decided to climb out of the canyon. She was limping because her knee was sore from all of that walking. Lina then decided to go back to Hyrule Castle and ask Zelda where a good place to start looking would be. She hurried back.

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    Lina was very tired from having walked for hours. Gerudo Valley was a long way from Hyrule Castle. Because of her determination, she refused to sit down and take a nap. Not today, she thought to herself I'm not working for the old woman, Adi-Adi, anymore: I'm trying to save my nation! Can't rest! She finally reached the drawbridge. Since no one cared to close it at night, she just walked right in.

    She dropped off her sword at the front of the door. She was not at all worried that anyone would steal it: no one but the King was in the Castle.She entered the Throne room for the second time that day.

    "Your majesty, I need to speak with Zelda: I have no idea where to start looking for the Triforce Pieces."

    "My dear, Lina, she has gone to the Temple of Time to pray." he said to her, surprised she was not still looking.

    "Great! Thanks!" she said, turning around, quickly.

    "I wouldn’t disturb her, though." he said, now worried that Lina would get more involved.

    "Why not?"

    "Because, it would be useless: once she is talking to the Six Sages, she will not be able to answer you. Just keep looking: I am sure you will find at least one by tomorrow…if you keep at it."

 Without a word, Lina left.

    "I hope Lina does not decide to find her: I don’t think Zelda could keep from telling her the truth. " he said to himself.

Chapter 5: The Truth

    Lina had never been in the Temple of Time, before. But, she had hoped she would get to go back there as often as Link, the Hero of Time did. She walked into Hyrule Town. She hoped Zelda was still there. She ran past the now dried up reflecting pools. She approached the large, dark brown wooden door. The handles were giant, brass rings. She grabbed the giant ring and pushed the door inwards. But, it would not open. Zelda must have locked it. she thought. She decided to look for an alternate entrance.

    She went around the Temple grounds and found a small, white door. She opened it with with a kick. The lock had come undone. Huh, I hope this door wasn't like that BEFORE I came around...Zelda could be in big trouble.

    She saw Zelda in front of the altar. It was unusual to see people from the front.

    "Princess?" she asked, at a medium voice tone.

    "Lina!" she asked, surprised that Lina found her. "Have you found the Triforce pieces, yet?"

  "That’s what I came to talk to you about." she said, having no idea what Zelda's deal was.

   "Yeah?"

    "You are not the Hero." it pained Zelda to have to tell Lina that. She understood that Lina's intentions were good and she had proven herself as a hero in the past. But, she knew that Lina was not "The" Hero.

    "Then why did you send me all over Hyrule to look for the Triforce Pieces?" she asked, not sure about what she was being told.

    "Because, I did not want you to interfere." she said, mildly.

     "Why did you send for me?" she asked, now understand what was going on.

      "Your village sent you to me! I did not ask for a hero." Zelda was now losing her patience with Lina. It was not normal for Zelda to lose her temper: she was usually patient with people.

    "Are you crazy?! Without a hero, Hyrule is in danger!" Lina said, surprised that Zelda did not seem to care anymore.

    "There is NO Hero! He left Hyrule a very long time ago. And now that the world needs him, he cannot be found."  Zelda wished that she would never have to say that. If Lina was the Hero, Zelda would have been more than happy to acknowledge it and even help her out. It would be a sign from the Goddesses that Hyrule would, again be saved from Ganon. But, Zelda knew that it was not true. But, she remained positive that the Goddesses would protect Hyrule no matter what: this was the land They created. This was the blessed land.

     "I am the hero! I did find Hyrule!" she said, now desperate for Zelda to hear her out.

     "No, you are not! The Six Sages confirmed it!"

 The two girls stood in silence. There was nothing Lina could do to save Hyrule. The best thing Lina could do was just forget about this whole thing.

    "Go home, Lina: The Goddesses will take it from here." She finally said to Lina. She had no idea what took her so long to tell her that.

     "What do you mean? "

     "Ganon cannot be stopped by the true hero. The Goddesses are going to flood Hyrule." she felt that hiding things from Lina would not stop her. Zelda had hoped that the opposite would. Lina needs to know. She finally admitted to herself.

     "How do you know this?"

     "Because, They have told me. It is the only way to stop Ganon from taking it... There is no other choice."

     "Zelda, this is all beuvee paeshko! Killing massive amounts of people will not solve anything!" she said, angry and desperate.

     "No one will die! The Goddesses have assured me that they will spare everyone. If you go home, now, you will also be spared."

    "Are you threatening me?" asked, Lina getting defensive.

     "Lina, Ganon will kill you if you get in his way! It’s just best if you go home and forget about this whole thing!" Zelda felt that there was nothing else she could say.

     "I’m leaving! If I don’t stop Ganon, he will kill you and everybody in Hyrule!"

    Lina stormed out of the Temple. 

     "Oh Lina, WHY must you not listen to me? I am now even more positive that you are not the True Hero: the True Hero would listen to me or at least…" Zelda said to herself, now certain that Lina could not escape her fate: which Zelda knew about before she even met her. She knew that no matter how hard she tried, she could not save Lina from getting herself killed.

    Oh WHY, my Goddesses! Why such a cruel fate? She is only a child...but, somehow, I do not think You are the ones who are responsible for this child's death...

 Suddenly, the door that Lina had entered through, opened, again. This time, it was a creature dressed in black. Only it's snout, which resembled and pig's, was visible. It was holding a long, stick. It was not just any stick, it was a powerful, magical stick that contained the power to stun or kill. It also could change people into one of his monstrous creatures.

    Zelda turned around quickly. She saw the creature and knew very well who it was. She began to get scared. Ganon had found his way into the Temple of Time. She knew that he would try to get the Triforce of Wisdom from her. But, the fact that she had broken it, made her less afraid of him.

    "Ganon!" she finally said. "Ganon, your timing is…mixed."

 The air became cold and still. The silence froze Zelda's spine.

    "Thank the Goddesses that Lina was not here when you showed up." She said without fear.

Ganon nodded. The cold and still air got even more creepy. Despite Ganon's attempts to frighten Zelda into submission, she still used great Courage and kept talking to him.

     "But, Lina would not be in this situation if it were not for her villagers...And her villagers would not be ready to revolt if it was not for YOU! "

 Ganon laughed. It was a low-octave and made the room even creepier. Again, this did not stop that Princess from standing up to him.

    "Ganon, I beg you to cease your reign of terror on my father’s people. " she said, slowly giving into his powers of intimidation.

 Ganon laughed at the Princess' decline in strength.

    "I know why you want Hyrule... It is because you are still seeking the Triforce of Courage. You know that The Hero of Time buried all of its pieces. " She said that so that she could raise her confidence. She was determined not to submit to him. Now, she was ready to tell him what she did: she had hoped this would keep her out of his clutches. She knew her father would not be able to deal with it: especially if it was Ganon that kidnapped her.

    "As for the Triforce of Wisdom, I broke it in the same way the Hero broke his Triforce. Taking me as a hostage would do you no good, the Hero will never come. " She hoped that he would listen to her.

    "The Hero cannot stop you. And since you will not back down: Hyrule will be yours for the taking."

She could feel Ganon's anticipation. Despite her strong faith in the Great Goddesses, she now was worried that Ganon would succeed.

Ganon laughed and disappeared. Zelda returned to praying to the Goddesses. She was almost in tears.

Chapter 7: The Fate of Hyrule

     It was very hard to tell what time of day it was: the clouds had taken permanent residence in the Hyrulian sky. Judging by the darkness of the clouds, one could conclude that it was before sunset.

    Inside of the Castle, the King had been pacing in front of his throne. He knew that Zelda's plan to separate the Triforce Pieces was a good idea, but even that did not keep him from worrying that Ganon would kidnap Zelda, anyway. If he found out where it was, he would be demanding that in exchange for her. The Triforce of Wisdom was a very, very sacred object. He would be a fool to give it up to Ganon. If Ganon had it, that would be the end of Hyrule. Once Ganon gets it, finding the other two Triforces would be simple. But, then again, he knew that if he did not give it up, he would lose Zelda forever. Eventually, the piece would be submitted to Ganon, if he did not comply. Not giving in sooner, though, would only make the pain worse. He swore that he would protect his daughter from evil. This was a promise he made to his wife before she gave into her long, painful illness. Zelda was twelve when her mother finally died. His wife had warned him that evil would consume the land in the next decade. He felt his heart-breaking, once more. This time, it was from both the memory of his wife's death and now the possibility that Ganon already got his daughter.

   Just then, the green-shirted blonde walked in: this time, she brought her sword. She was not intent on killing anyone, though.

        "Your majesty, why did you let Zelda send me out to find nothing?" she asked in her grating voice.

    "You went to the Temple?" he asked surprised. I swear if you got my daughter kidnapped, I'll... he thought. He kept himself from showing Lina any hostility. As Zelda told him: she is only a child.

    "Yes. Zelda told me everything." she admitted. The King was at a loss for words. Finally, he said,

    "It is obvious that you didn’t understand WHAT she was telling you. Don’t you ever learn your lessons?" he was now very fed up with this little git.

    "With all due respect, your majesty, I must challenge your daughter’s warnings: Hyrule CAN be saved! You’ve gotta let me go!"

    "I don’t want the death of any of my people on my shoulders. Just go home, Lina: I have boats coming to port and I expect you to be on one of them! The land will be flooded!" he said, hoping she already knew this.

    Just then, Zelda hurried into the Throne room. She had been chasing after Lina. Of course, she did not start going after her until Ganon was out of the Temple. The King took notice. He was very much relieved to see that Zelda was all right. He was sure that the mob of Hyrulians would have grabbed her as she was passing through the town. Zelda had been protect by the Great Goddess Farore.

    Zelda stopped to catch her breath. She was incoherent, so she had to wait a bit before speaking. But, her thoughts were clear and not hurried. Her mind spoke perfect, flowing Hylian. She went into her head and tried to retrieve her thoughts.

    "Lina! Go home, now! Ganon appeared after you left!" she shouted from across the room. She was nearly faint from running to the Castle. She exercised almost on a daily basis, but she never saw any reason to take up running. She almost laughed at herself for not knowing she would NEED to run. She also never cared for it as a sport. Her father had always told her--every time he would catch her running down the hallways of the castle when she was only a tyke--: "Princesses don't run."

    I am glad those villagers are weaker than they look: if dad--in his current mental state-- found out I had a tangle with them, he would have them all killed. Zelda's weight training proved useful. One villager had tried to subdue her, but with her strength, she managed to grab his shirt collar and lift his knee, simultaneously pulling him to the ground by his collar. Another one tried to jump her, but she grabbed a hold of him and threw him to the ground. Boy, I bet Lina would have enjoyed that...if she did not slice their heads off, first. Lina was an honorable young girl: that was what made her a hero. Zelda, then realized that Lina would have turned on her own village if she had seen them trying to attack her. Lina was not out for glory, she was doing this to defend Hyrule: not take it down like her fellow villagers would have done. Protecting Hyrule from Ganon was one thing, but now, Lina had to protect it from her own villagers. Part of protecting Hyrule was protecting it's Princess.

    "Great, now I can defeat him like the Hero of Time did!" Lina held up her sword, ready to battle the great Pig-beast.

    "You must leave, now! The other villagers are going to board the ships. They will NEED a hero in their new land: do you not want to BE that hero?" Zelda felt like Lina was not even listening to her anymore.

    "It doesn’t matter: I’m gonna save their old land and we won’t NEED the ships!" Lina insisted. She was even more determined, now to save the land.

    Zelda's eyes were trembling, preparing themselves to excrete her warm, salty tears. She could not make herself believe that Lina was saying that. She is so young and her village needs her...There has got to be a better way! If her village gets word that she fought Ganon and lost, she will have the honor and dignity she deserves. If she returns to the village and tells them what I said: she will be called a traitor for turning her back on them and left behind to drown and she will be dishonored. Her death is inevitable...if that is the case, Lina will die with honor! Zelda had finally made up her mind. If she told Lina "Ok", then, Lina will start asking questions. She decided to humor her and pretend to stop her.

    "I cannot reason with you!" Zelda said, throwing up her hands, ready to cry.

The King looked at his daughter. He knew that it was time for his daughter to leave Hyrule and tell her the truth.

    "If Ganon is here, then Zelda, you must go: Hyrule Castle will be under siege! I can’t let you stay here!"

 Lina saluted, once more. She was ready to take orders.

    "Sire, I’ll stand by your side! Ganon won’t get his paws on this land!" she was serious.

     "Fine, Lina! I wish you would not, but there is no way I can stop you." Even though Zelda was speaking the truth, she--for once--did not mean it.

 The King walked up to his daughter.

    "Zelda, you must leave, now: the Royal Vessel’s pilot will take you to the ship." Zelda could sense something odd in what he said. She finally figured out that he did not say we should leave.

     "You are not coming?" she asked, half-surprised, but all sad.

    "If I do, I won’t be able to preserve Hyrule: Impa, told me that The Goddesses want me to stay here."

As wise as Zelda was, she had no idea what her father was talking about: was he going to fight Ganon?

     "How do you plan on doing it?" her eyes were becoming moist with sadness.

The King was certain that this was what was best. He hated to think that he would not see Zelda ever, again. However, his mind was more at ease because he was leaving her in the hands of his most trusted employee, who--unlike the rest of the Castle staff--, swore to protect Zelda and will even give his life just to make sure she is safe.

    Chaymberlyn was a good man. He had been born and raised in Great Bay. He came to Hyrule and joined the Royal Navy at the young age of 17. He swore allegiance to the King on his first day of naval training. He dedicated his life to the Kingdom of Hyrule. Soon, he became pilot of the King's Private Vessel. Only the King and his family were to be on that vessel. He considered it a great honor and never once took advantage of his position.

     "I will remain down here to protect the castle. Don’t worry, my child, the Goddesses are going to form a bubble over it all. It will be preserved for many, many generations…and so will I."

    Now, Zelda felt as if she could no longer keep herself from losing it. She was paralyzed and could not keep it in any longer. A tear dropped from her eyes. The light shined on it and made it stand out.

    "If that is so, why can I not stay with you?" she was crying, now.

    "You must leave: you need to keep the Hyrule blood line going." he explained to her. As it turns out, this was what the Goddesses wanted: for both of them. Nayru, please take care of my daughter. he whispered inaudibly to the Goddess.

Zelda's sense of reason was now paralyzed. She could not bear to see her father sacrifice himself for her.

    "I understand, but I cannot leave you alone for that long." more tears poured out of her emerald and dark amber colored eyes.

    "I will always think of you. I will think about your noble deed of passing down the blood of Hyrule. May it flow through our descendants’ veins."

 The King embraced Zelda. But, it was not as tight as it had been, last time he hugged her: he knew he had to let go. He turned to the braver-than-before, Lina.

    "Lina, your last duty is to retrieve the Ship’s pilot to escort Zelda out of the Castle." he looked back at his daughter.

     "You can count on me, your majesty!" she said, serious and ready for battle. She cared for Zelda and wanted to make sure she was safe before she faced off against Ganon.

    Zelda began to slip out of her father's loose grip. Instead of pushing away, she sat on the ground. She did not move. Now, her body was feeling the effects of sadness. Zelda was no longer the princess who stood up to Ganon back at the Temple of Time and fought off angry, foaming at the mouth villagers on the way back f: she was now the helpless princess she never wished to become. She was a different person.                                          

    "Lina, I am going to the basement: whether you want to join me down there is your choice. Before you do, get the ship’s pilot." the King said, before Lina reached the door."I’ll stay with Zelda and try to comfort her until you return."

 Lina saluted, again. She left. The King joined his daughter on the floor and kept trying to comfort her. He could not let Zelda leave in this state.

Chapter 8: The Final Showdown

    Lina ran very fast. She crossed the drawbridge and into the field. She suddenly saw a man, wearing a tight, white rayon shirt. He also wore a black papakah on his head--it was all the rage for sailors to wear them out at sea: it kept their ears and head extra warm. From the back, a tuft of red hair blocked the nape of his neck. Lina wondered if this man was Chaymberlyn. She decided to take a risk. Plus, from behind, she could tell that he was well-fed and only sailors who work for the King could be THAT well-fed.

    "Chaymberlyn! Wait! You must go to the castle! The King orders you to take the Princess with you!"

He turned around. Yep, its him! thought Lina. She ran up to him.

    "I thought she was already there!" he said.

    "No! She’s so saddened by her father’s sacrifice, she is unable to move!"

     "All right! Are you coming?"

    "Only to the Castle: I’m going to try to fight Ganon before the Goddesses flood the land."

     "Well, you’re the chosen hero.", he shrugged.

Lina ran ahead of him and he followed her. Wow, this girl is very honorable! No wonder the King chose her to fight Ganon!

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    Lina and the Ship's pilot arrived at the Castle. The King looked at him. He looked down at Zelda, who was almost finished crying.

    "Be good and go with the ship’s pilot." he kissed the top of her head.

The King went down to the basement.

    "Good bye, my daughter." he said, solemnly.

Now, it was Chaymberlyn, Zelda, and Lina. Chaymberlyn helped Zelda up.

    "The Courtyard." Zelda whispered to Lina. "That is where he is." Zelda had finally given up--in Lina's eyes--trying to convince her not to go. This was the best way for Lina to die: even if Zelda did not agree with this cruel fate.

    "Zelda, you must go with the ship’s Pilot." she said as Zelda was being escorted out. She had calmed down considerably, but Lina still saw the pain in the princess' eyes. The ship's pilot was now carrying out his duty of taking Zelda to the ship.

****

    Lina hurried to the Courtyard where the King and his daughter once had their evening father-daughter happy-hours.

    She arrived. The white marble chairs and flagstone--which she never saw--were no longer there. Ganon was there, waiting to meet this "wannabe". Lina was nervous, but used her Courage and determination to save Hyrule to cover it up.

    "So you’re Ganon! You’ll never get this land!"

Ganon drew his magic stick.

    "You're going to fight me with a stick? First, I'll hack it into little pieces and then I'm making ham hocks!" she said, now ready for the showdown.

She ran at Ganon, he blocked it. They exchanged swings and blocks for awhile. Finally, Lina brought her sword up to make a lethal strike to the Pig-daemon. He took that opportunity and swung his stick, using all of the power in it, to knock Lina to the ground. He knocked her onto her side. Lina was still holding onto her sword. She used it to help her up. Ganon approached her and began pulling the end of it, trying to get it away from her.

    "No you don't!" she said, gripping onto the sword.

Suddenly, Ganon pulled on the handle much harder, revealing a knife.

    "I can't believe that was in there!" she said, shocked that there was a knife in the handle. When she bought the sword, two years ago, she was not informed that it came with a knife. Still in shock, Ganon took the knife and slashed the shocked young woman's neck. She fell over from the shock. She did not feel any pain. She managed to prop herself up. She was spitting blood so that she could speak her last words:

    "I can’t…believe…I lost. I was supposed to be the hero!"

Ganon went over to Lina's dying body and shoved the larger sword that he confiscated from her and stabbed her, violently in the back.

She died instantly. Her body laid in the Courtyard. She had fought Ganon and now she had her honor.

Ganon was preparing his troops, whom were storming the castle and getting ready to find the King. Fortunately, he was locked in the basement: protected from the beasts. He stayed in the courtyard. He had told his minions to come get him when they found the King: he was going to destroy him, himself.

    Suddenly, a beautiful, blue-haired, pale skinned woman entered the courtyard. She wore a long blue-dress and wore a blue kerchief in her hair. She wore golden Triforce earrings. It was none other than the Goddess of Wisdom, Nayru.

    "Stop right there!" She said, stopping Ganon in his tracks, instantly. Ganon approached Her.

    "It is time to take action. I will flood this land with my rain!" She said

Ganon pulled the sword from Lina's back and swung at Nayru. She stopped it with Her hands: not one scratch. He pulled the knife out from the handle: again, She stopped him. She yanked the knife away and put it back into the hilt of the sword.

    "You, Ganon will NEVER see this land, again! Nor will you be able to find the Triforce pieces!"

 Ganon, now unarmed, tried to hit Her with his hands. She blocked it Ganon, then gave up. He disappeared. Only his troops remained in the castle, looking for the King.

    Nayru raised Her arms into the air. Thunder cracked across the sky. The rain was starting to fall. She brought down Her arms and She disappeared. The sword was no longer in Lina's back. Lina's body had also disappeared: Nayru had taken Lina's spirit to the Sacred Realm, where she could be at peace with Her and Her sisters, Farore and Din. Perhaps they would someday send her back to the land...as the real Hero. The Goddesses saw how much Courage this child had. That is what made Them decide that she will be "The Hero" she wanted to be. However, this would mean that she would no longer take the form of a girl: she was to be a young boy who would, on his day of awakening, would rescue a direct, yet distant descendant of the princess she once knew.

****

    Princess Zelda stood on the ship's bow. She stared out towards where she used to live. She also wanted one last look at the land she had and her ancestors had called home for all of their lives. She was the only one who would leave and make way for a new Era in the Land of Hyrule: even if it existed thousands of miles from the land the Goddesses created Themselves.. 

The Ship's Pilot climbed up to the bow. He took off his hat to show respect. He tapped her shoulder. She turned around.

    "Princess, you must get down to the below deck! Farore’s Wind is picking up."

She nodded. He turned and left. She stood on the bow for a few more minutes. Before turning to leave: she whispered:

    "Good-bye Lina."

She turned around and went below deck to join the pilot. The rain began to fall. After awhile, it began to get heavier. This rain would stop when the Great Goddess said so.

The End.

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It is R-rated in content. This story MUST have the R-rated content because it fits in with the story itself (no, it is NOT a pornographic story). You will see what I mean when you read it. When I post more stories, I will move them to a new page.

This story presents a possible sibling that Princess Zelda may have had and the reason not ALL of the Triforces can be guarded by the Royal Family of Hyrule.

Without further ado, I present: Princess Firoei.

                        Princess Firoei

                         By: Zelda F. Barrow

    Originally named Zelda, Firoei was the second born to the Royal Family of Hyrule. Her older sister was also named Zelda. When the day of names came, it was Firoei’s sister who got to keep the name and she who got the name Firoei. Her name was derived from Farore who was the Goddess of Courage. It seemed to fit the younger princess, because she was very courageous.

            When Firoei was an infant, her, then, seven year-old sister—who insisted on sharing a room with her—would either read her bedtime stories or play her ocarina for her (she always played her favorite song, The Royal Family’s Theme or—as it was also called-- Zelda’s Lullaby). Zelda took care of her younger sister. Zelda was the first to teach her sister how to talk, to read, and think logically. Firoei could do all that except the Think Logically part. But, despite that, Zelda swore she would never give up trying, for, if she did, her sister would surely meet an untimely demise.

            Ten years later, it was Firoei who was the protective one. Firoei always insisted on escorting her big sister to anywhere she wanted to go. If that was not proof enough, Firoei ALWAYS carried around a sword. Although she was younger, she acted like she was Zelda’s older sister. Firoei was fearless and had a strong faith in her mother Goddess, Farore.

            One day, Zelda had to join her father in some sort of negotiation that Firoei would not understand—at least not yet. Impa was originally supposed to look after Firoei, but had to guard the king and Zelda while they were in the meeting. Instead, the king had one of the castle guards watch her. Zelda knew this was not such a good idea, because she knew her sister was smart and could trick the guard so that she could go outside of the castle and explore. Her father, as much as he trusted Zelda and acknowledged Firoei’s sharp intellect, he still felt that his guards were competent and could still keep somewhat of a hold on his youngest.

            Firoei sat in a chair, twiddling her thumbs, impatiently.

            “Chaihen-kan, when are daddy and Zelly going to be finished?...I’m bored!” she said to the guard. “Zelly promised to go for a walk with me.”

            “Little princess, your father and elder sister are going to be in there for hours. Those Gorons can be pretty stubborn. They may be friendly, but their heads are as hard as the rocks they eat.”

Firoei giggled. Her giggling stopped. She sat, quietly, every so often, looking at the guard.

            “My dad says I am as tough as Impa.” she began, hoping to start a conversation.

            “I am sure you are. I bet that when your sister becomes queen, she will make you her number one guard. You will still be a princess, though.” They both stood quiet. Firoei began again.

            “If I am as tough as Impa, then I could probably take you on. I do not want to hurt you: I just want to see if I would be able to make you surrender.”

The guard laughed at the ten-year old.

            “You would need LOTS of years of training to beat me. However, you are more courageous than I am, I will give you that.”

            “So, can I? I want to see if I can beat you.” she begged.

            “You just will not let up, will you, Firoei?” signed the guard, giving in.

            “Nah-ah. Not until you prove me wrong. In fact, I am willing to bet on it.”

    The guard was thrown off by that.

            “I am not a gambling man. I also do not have money to spare for such a thing.”

            “Na. I do not mean money. I have all the money I could need. I just want to go outside and play.”

            “Sounds simple enough: if you win, you get to go out and play; if I win, you just sit here quietly until your father and elder sister finish. Is that what you want to bet on?”

    Firoei smiled. It was the smile of a mischief-maker.

            “Yeah…something like that.” she said, being subtle about her true intentions.

She drew her little sword, first. She held her sword in her left hand. The guard drew his. He held his in his right hand.

            “I formally challenge you to a duel.” she said. “And no letting me win: I want this to be a fair fight.”

            “All right, may the best ma…I mean person win.” he said.

    Firoei waited for him to make the first swing. She blocked it. She struck back, he blocked it. This went on for about an hour. The guard was getting tired, but the little girl was not. Firoei gently struck his breast plate. The guard dropped his sword. He was not at all hurt, he just surrendered.

            “Wow! You ARE tough, like Impa! One of these days, you are going to grow up and become a hero.”

Firoei giggled.

            “I guess that means you win.” he admitted. “Just be careful, ok?” he said.

            “Ok!” she said, excited.

    Firoei put her sword back in her sheath and dashed outside, screaming, Wahoo!

    Firoei made her way to the gate. She saw two guards standing in front of it. She knew that if she tried to get passed them, they would stop her and she would be in big trouble—not just with her father. To avoid her father’s wrath—and getting caught—she decided to find some kind of secret shortcut. She saw a tree and decided to climb it. The guard saw her climb and thought: Is that not cute? Little Firoei is climbing a tree, just like a little hero. In the tree, Firoei sought a small cliff she could climb onto that was out of the guard’s field of vision; nothing. She did find a small cliff, though. If Firoei could get the timing just right, she could easily sneak out and make the guard think she is only relaxing on a branch somewhere hidden under the thick leaves.  Soon, the young princess had made it past the castle gates without having had to go through them. She walked through into Hyrule Market. Before she reached the drawbridge, she saw a guard standing in front of it. If he saw her, she would surely be discovered and dragged back to the castle. She was not ready to go home, yet. She needed a distraction for the guard. At that moment, a small, light brown puppy crossed her path, barking. This gave Firoei and idea. She picked up the puppy. She put her face to his back and said,

            “Such a sweet wittle puppy! I am the snuggle monster! Yes, I am!” she said to it as she buried her face into his back. She walked across the drawbridge burying her face in the dog’s back and baby-talking it. The guard did not think anything of it.

Firoei was finally out. She put the puppy down and told him he was a good puppy. She skipped across Hyrule Field, gloating and singing. She outsmarted ALL of the guards. She giggled at that thought and kept skipping.

Ani o mii!

Ani o mii!

Benvu, ani de joi!

Joi! Joi! Joi!

Benvu, ani de joi!

She sang this song atleast five times: or until she bored of it.

 Soon the skipping turned into walking. She had taken the right side of the fork in the road. As she walked, she observed her surroundings. The trees were large and had significant shade. She did not want to rest: she wanted to keep going, preferably until she reached the end.

She stumbled onto the rim of a canyon. She saw a bridge that went across it and into a valley. The valley was very arid. She crossed the slightly unstable wooden bridge. As she headed down the path, she saw a sign that read “Dugankai: Gerudo Nenkella” or Entering: Gerudo Valley. She knew that she needed to be careful: Gerudos were not to be trusted. She drew her sword and continued on.

She reached the entrance into the city. Veiled women with long, red ponytails patrolled the gate. Firoei hid behind a large rock. She waited until their backs were to the entrance until she herself would enter.

She managed to make it to through the entrance and from there quickly hid behind a large crate. She kept her sword drawn. Her plan was to “zigzag” through until she reached the fortress where the Gerudos were based.

Firoei had learned a lot from her sister: she had a good sense of strategics. She was inside the fortress. She saw many exotic things. She was glad she dropped by for a visit. But, this was no visit: this was a secret investigation…inside the lives of the Gerudos. Firoei became very fascinated by their artwork, language, and how they were ALL women. Not one man in sight.

She kept sneaking through until she reached the prison area. She wondered what kind of prisoners they took (perhaps if she was feeling lucky, she could free them—given they were innocent of their crimes). She approached one of the cages. Inside were ALL men! They shared no resemblance to their captors. These men were not Gerudo: they were Hyrulian! One man woke up.

“Who are you? and what are you doing in this place, young lady?” he asked, still tired.

“Exploring.” she said non-chalantly.

The man took a better look at her.

            “Zelda?” he asked. “Dear princess, what would POSSESS you to come here?!”

            “I am not Zelda. My name is Firoei. Zelda’s my sister. And why in the world would you think I was seventeen years old?”

This hit the man.

            “You mean, it’s been THAT long since those ‘women’ locked me up?”

    Firoei was shocked by this. Women who took men captive and kept them for ten years? Would not their people have PAID the ransom by then?

            “Ten years? How much WAS your ransom?” she asked.

    The man stared at the floor.

            “Nothing.” he said lowly. “I was ‘used’ in ways you, my dear, would not understand.” he started crying. 

    They had hurt this man. Unbelievable those women could be so mean. She now had something to ask her wise, older sister.

            “I am going to get you and your boys out of here, ok?” she said.

            “It would not be wise, your highness. These women are…aggressive.”

            “My daddy says I am as tough as a Sheikah. The Sheikah could WIPE these guys out if they wanted to.”

            “Well, I guess you are right, you are NOT Zelda.”

    As soon as she started examining the lock, she heard a noise behind her.

            “Halt! Stop!” yelled a feminine voice.

    Uh-oh. thought Firoei.

            “How dare you sneak in here and try to release our prisoners!” she snapped. “Who are you, anyway?” she asked, mildly.

    Firoei turned around.

            “Princess Firoei? I’ve heard of you; you’re Zelda’s sister.”

Firoei stayed quiet.

            “You are very brave to come in here to save a bunch of Men.” the last line was meant to be derogatory towards the man in the prison cell.

            “They are Hylian, why would I NOT save them? They are my people!”

    The Gerudo laughed.

            “How old do you think you are? Twenty?”

            “No, but I can FIGHT like I am twenty.” she said as-a-matter-of-factly.

    The Gerudo thought for a minute.

            “You know, Firoei, you would make an EXCELLENT Gerudo. You’re tough, you’re strong, and at ransom value, you aren’t worth as much as your sister. So, you could prov