A/N: So here's the prolog to this new story, the draft of the first chapter is all done, I just need to type it up and correct it. I'll have that done at some point during the week.
She had watched the whole exchanged between the masked Imp and the forest kid. When the kid had been knocked from his horse, she had wanted to rush out and help him, but she couldn't do a thing. The forest around her was only an illusion, showing her the path that the imp and the boy were taking. In silence she watched as the boy, Link, chased after the imp, trying to retrieve his stolen horse and Ocarina.
"Now why would he still have the Ocarina of Time?" She asked herself as the illusion rippled and changed around her.
A smile graced her lips at the next image appeared before her. Link had been transformed into a Deku Scrub. He still wore a wrap of green cloth around his waist and his ridiculous green hat with boots and gloves. Her brown eyes saddened when she watched the fairy that was left behind by the imp try to catch up to her brother and the imp. Then Link and the fairy were stuck underneath the Clock Tower with only up to go. The illusion faded around her as she listened to the exchange above her between the fairy, Link, and another man.
When she heard the door of the Clock Tower close she stepped out from the darkness and moved up the ramp which brought her to the ground level of the tower.
"He is going to need your help, he can't do this all on his own." The man standing there said without looking at her.
"He hasn't needed any ones help for two years, not since he defeated Ganondorf." She commented, moving to stand next to the Happy Mask Salesman.
"Majora's Mask is its own evil, unless he has some aid there is no way he'll be able to figure everything out on his own. It's impossible for him to do everything in three days, and you're one of the three here that time will not affect."
"I can't do this on my own either, I'll need their help."
"And so you shall have it."
The Happy Mask Salesmen registered the small nod she gave. Closing his eyes he rubbed his hand over them before looking at the door of the Clock Tower. He gave a small smile as he watched her leave, hoping he hadn't made a mistake in asking for her help, praying they were both ready for this. After all, two years was a long time.