I can feel your heart
Beating through time
Present and past
Both worlds
Familiar Enemies
Chapter 1
Mama and Papa pt I.
It was the result of a one-night stand. The events that had occurred that night had happened so long ago that the two who were involved could no longer remember. He was a simple Hylian delivery man, gifted with a voice that could calm even the fiercest of animals. She was a feisty Gerudo guard, given a high level of discipline from her sisters…
Or so she thought.
It was the first morn of the Hyrule summer. The wet showers of the spring had passed and dissipated with the first dawn of the warm sun. Birds chirped innocently from the branches of the trees, flying quickly from tree to tree. The sun brought her warmth onto the ground, given to the land by the goddesses Din, who had created the ground itself, and Farore, who had sprinkled life onto the bare land. The waters given by Nayru gladly welcomed the sun's light, sparkling over Lake Hylia far to the east.
"Ho! Elsa!"
The sound of a familiar voice rung in the man's ears. For a moment, the weight upon his shoulders were forgotten. He turned around, the soft red fabric of his shirt rubbing against his ivory skin. The world blurred for the moment, the jerking of his head too fast for his eyes and mind to keep up with.
"Oh, hello there, Talon," the man greeted with a smile once the world stopped spinning, "How are you this fine morning?" He continued his walk along the dirt road toward the castle, indulging in the fine weather.
"Quite grand," the other man replied. He was short and stubby, not too clean-shaven at that. "The wife's holdin' in our first-born!" He let out a hearty laugh.
"That's very good news!" Elsa smiled into his statement, "I'm very happy for you! You give her a name yet?"
"Wife's been thinkin' Cremia," Talon replied, smiling brightly as he walked along with his childhood friend, "Been thinkin' Malon." He remained quiet for a moment. "Whatcha think, Elsa?"
"Well, I think that the first born naming should be given to the mother," Elsa replied, looking toward the short man in overalls accompanying him, "After all, she's the one giving birth."
"Spoken like a true man, eh Elsa?" Talon exclaimed, laughing as he patted his friend on the shoulder, "Always know the wise way!' He calmed down as they approached the castle town gate. He stood across his friend and grinned. "One'na these days, yer gunna find a honey of yer own." He held a hand out to shake. "And when ya do, bring 'er, bring 'er famiiy, bring 'er friends…" He paused solemnly. "But most of all, bring yer kid with ya. Ya'll are always welcome at the ranch. Besides, yer like family t'us."
"I sure will, Talon," Elsa spoke with much dignity, shaking his friend's hand, "The ranch is like home to me."
And so, they parted.
"Has Lord Ganondorf returned yet?"
A warm, feminine voice.
"No, not yet."
A whispering high-pitched voice.
"When's he gonna come back?"
The voice of a nag.
"A few hours, maybe."
A mature voice.
The sunlight streamed into the concrete room, blazing heat encapsulating them in the room. The walls themselves seemed to burn any touch. The wooden bed creaked as the four women giggled, sitting cross-legged on the worn-down sheets. A flash went off, and the girls smiled into a glass. The flash had gone as quickly as it came, and a small white paper came from the device. A picture of the 4 girls. Smiling.
"It was awfully nice of Aveii to give us this pictograph box!" The high-pitched voice spoke.
"We should say thanks, don't you think Asirin?" the nag voice spoke to the girl who had spoken prior.
"It seems polite," spoke the warm voice, "After all, she traveled all the way from Termina."
"Aveil does think good things of us, you know," the mature voice spoke, "She respects us, especially mother."
A silence.
"We need to say thanks," the warm voice spoke out, looking at the mature-voiced girl. The purple mesh outfit that she wore, like all the women, had been glistening the sunlight. "I know we're Gerudos, but we at least have dignity."
"The Gerudos in Termina are pirates as training, Meyri," the mature voice spoke with slight irritation, "If they don't practice theft, then they can't practice stealth and such. The fortress there doesn't have a very good training ground."
"So then what did you do while you were there, Aruna?" Asirin's high-pitched voice asked, shifting her weight on the bed.
"A lot of stealth missions," the woman replied, straightening up against the wall, "We constantly lingered around Zora Hall, making sure we didn't get caught. We only stole one or two things like wallets and money. We also stole their hookshot."
"They have one there in Termina too?" Arisin inquired. She was always quite interested in her elder sister's stories about Termina. After all, she and Meyri were the only two out of the four sisters that did not go to train with the high-ranking Gerudos in Termina.
"Yes, except it's gold there," Aruna replied, nodding, "You'll see when you go there, Asirin." The girls smiled at the youngest sister.
There were four sisters in this family, and despite their Gerudo nature, they were quite close and supportive of each other. There was Meyri, the eldest, who was the closest to their father, who had been deported to the Gerudo Mesa several years ago and had not returned since. The second born was Raise, the second-born, who had the most motherly and warm tone of voice. She was followed by Aruna, who had a mature and calm voice. She was like the elder sister of the group, the closest to their mother, who had been killed in front of her and Raise while on a mission in Termina. The youngest was Asirin, a 16-year-old young woman who had just been recruited into studying at the Termina fortress.
"You must be really excited, Asirin!" Meyri and Raise squealed in unison.
"Actually, I'm a bit scared, but I'll make it through, I hope," Asirin nervously chuckled, "I mean, Aruna and Raise came back, so I will too, right?"
The girls all nodded as they got up from the bed, grabbing their spears on the way out.
Today would be a very hot day.