It was a dull, foggy morning at the Castle Town. All of the children were huddled in a room together, sitting though yet another dull morning lecture. It was usually about the same things. The History of Hyrule. The Civil War. The Hero of Time. Blah, blah blah, blah blah. Keeva slouched into her seat. She really hated it here.

Even though she was one of the older orphans at sixteen, she was picked on often because of her appearance. She was very tall and skinny, with dark skin. That in itself wasn't too bad, but her hair was a very light shade of blonde that stuck out next to her dark skin. And her eyes- they were a strange shade of dark red. Keeva never met anyone else with eyes like hers, and she hated it. It also didn't help that she could see and hear ghosts, but she kept that fact to herself.

The incstructor banged somethign against the wall to get the childrens' attention. The instructor held up a photo of a blonde haired boy in a green tunic. The Hero of Time. He had shown this picture to the class about a million times. You all know who this is. You all know what he did. He was a hero sent to us by the gods to stop a great evil from destroying Hyrule, and quite possibly the world. Since he died 200 years ago, who will protect the world from new evil?"

A kid in the front raised his hand. It was Luke, a fourteen year old boy that always knew the answer. He was very smart, perhaps the smartest of all of the orphans. He was one of the few people at the orphanage Keeva liked. He was also picked on due to his smarts, so he and Keeva usually stuck together "The gods will protect us. They will send us another hero to get rid of the evil."

A girl, who was about twelve, shot up her hand angrily. Her name was Amelia. Keeva did not like her. She was mean, immature, and unwilling to just keep her opinions to herself. "Why does the Hero of Tiem get so much credit? All he did was weaken Ganondorf! It was Princess Zelda XXIII and the seven sages that did all of the work!"

"As you should know, Amelia, Princess Zelda and the Sages are honored just as much as the Hero of Time. The reason the Hero of Time is so respected is because he was not born into a position of power like the Sages were. he was a regular Hylian who stepped up and assisted those with way much power than him. He possessed much wisdom, power, and courage.

"I want to be a sage," cried one of the younger kids. "Can I be a sage?"

The intsructor frowned. "No. Let me tell you how the sage cycle works. When a sage has a child, that child will inherit the powers of his parent. However, the child cannot use these powers until they learn that they are the sage. So when the child is old enough, the sage will tell their child of their identity as a sage, which then allows the child to tap into the powers."

"But what if the Sage dies before they have a child?" asked Luke.

"That has happened. It is the reason any of the sages are unknown today. When a sage with no direct descendant dies, the next closest relative to be born will recieve th pwers. Sadly, they usually never find out and die without ever knowing that they were a Sage."

The intructor noticed the fog was now seeping into the room and dismissed the class. "Something is happening. Nobody go too far," he said as he got up and left the orphanage. Luke got up and followed him outside, and Keeva found herself following as well. A few of the older orphans got up and left, as well. Outside, the fog was so thick it was hard to breathe and nearly impossible to see. As she struggled to beathe, Keeva noticed something about the fog smelled funny.

Suddenly the air around the place got warmer. Keeva thought it was just her imagination, but the other orphans noticed the sudden rise in temperature as well, judging by their reactions. Keeva looked over at them, but the fog grew thicker and their outlines slowly faded. In a panic, she turned around and ran back to the orphanage. She turned around to be greeted by a ghost. She had seen quite a few different ghosts over her lifetime, and they all looked similar: white hair, red eyes, and tan skin. She did not know if ghosts had these traits in life, or if was just part of their ghostly appearance. This particular ghost, a short muscular woman with a stern face, often appeared to her in times of need. She spoke to Keeva in a moaning whisper that made no sense, but she somehow understood. "Do not flee, you are needed. The answers you seek lie in Kakariko Village." Keeva stared in horror as the ghost vanished. She was used to seeign and hearing ghsots, but never at the same time.

She ignored the ghost and went back to the orphanage to check on the other kids. Many of the younger orphans were crying, and the older ones looked scared. Keeva was about to ask someone what was happening until canon blasts sounded. "Get away from the orphange!" the ghost cried shrilly, causing Keeva's heartbeat to rise. Something told her to obey the voice, so she silently backed away from the orhange. Suddenly, loud booming noises sounded all through Castle Town as bulings and walls began to crumble. One cannonball shot through the orphanage and a wall collapsed on some poor kids. She looked away, sensing the loss of life there.

Keeva looked up as the temperature rose higher. She looked up in horror she she realized the fog was actually smoke. There was so much of it because the Castle Town was on fire. How was this happening? She wanted to see what was going on, but the thickeness of the smoke made it impossible.

Keeva's body was telling her to run, to escape the smoke and fire, but her mind was telling her to stay put. Since the walls of Castle Town were now badly demolished, the smoke was seeping through and preventing her from seeing. She was about to give up escaping when she heard a slight whispering in her ear that sounded as if it were another language. "Go left." It was the ghost woman again, she was sure of it. Trusting the only chance she had, Keeva ran left... and hit a wall. No, it wasn't a wall, it was a ladder! She climbed up the ladder and walked forward, still blinded by the smoke. Suddenly the ground slipped away and she began to free fall as she fought the urge to scream. She plummeted into cold, dark water and swam forward until she felt land.

The smoke was less dense here and she could see where she was. She turned around and realized she had fallen into the moat of Castle Town. She noticed the gate was busted down and gruff men were holding all of the people inside. She didn't think twice as she turned and sprinted away so that she wouldn't suffer the same fate as the rest of the townspeople. Castle Town was under siege and she was lucky enough to make it out alive. Now she was alone and she had nowhere to go.

She began to cry, brokenhearted at leaving behind the only home she had left, when she ran into road sign. It said " - Kakariko Village".

Suddenly, Keeva did have somewhere to go after all.