Their Little Worlds: Sequel To Our Little World
Prologue
Our story opens in a far away and unknown kingdom with two elven teenagers. One a girl with long brown hair, the other a handsome boy with blue eyes and messy blonde hair.
"You honestly don't miss them?" He repeated.
The girl brushed a strand of hair behind a pointed ear. She crossed her arms and glared at the setting sun.
"No, I don't miss them. I'm glad to be home." She answered hotly.
The boy frowned.
"How can you say that? They helped in saving my life, you know." He pointed out.
"They're the ones who put your life in danger in the first place." She countered.
"Well, I'm alive, aren't I?"
She scowled and glanced at her fingers. Little tongues of fire ignited from her fingertips. The boy watched her and jumped off the wooden fence post he was sitting on to stand next to her.
"Without her, you wouldn't be able to do that." He said softly.
The girl sighed and focused back on the sun, extinguishing her flames. He stared at her rather expectantly. She shifted her weight and put her arms down to her sides. The boy grinned as she turned to him. She rolled her eyes and moaned.
"All right! I miss them! Happy?" She exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air with frustration.
"Yeah, yeah I am." He answered with a smile.
She huffed and looked back at the sun. He followed her gaze, and his smile soon faded.
"I wish I could see her again..." He murmured.
Suddenly, a star whizzed in front of the setting sun in the oncoming darkness. The two watched it fly by. The boy leaned forward and started to smile, but his hope vanished with the star. He leaned back on the rail and stared at the ground.
"No, it's not possible." He whispered.
"You don't know that, Link-" Zelda glanced over at him, but the hero was gone.
"Link?" She cried.
But he was no where to be found.

Why can't I get her out of my head?
A young, handsome boy around seventeen was in the middle of a forest, pacing. He was creating a rut in the grass. A beautiful girl about his age was sitting on a rock, watching him. The boy ran a hand through his tousled, auburn hair. He glanced at the girl with his golden eyes. The girl stared back with her own gold eyes.
"You need to relax." The girl murmured.
"RELAX? You expect me to relax?" The boy snapped, not stopping his pacing.
"Edward," The girl whispered.
"What?" Edward growled, coming to a halt in front of his adopted sister.
She only cocked her head. Edward's fast, furious breathing slowed. His shoulders slumped. He sat next to his sister on the rock.
"I miss her so much." Edward said softly.
"We all do, Edward." Alice responded.
"Bella doesn't." He snorted.
"Well, Bella doesn't matter-"
"But she does!"
Alice gave him a confused look. He moaned as his face fell into his hands. Bella seemed to be the one, but when she came along... He was so confused.
"I just want to see her one last time, Alice. That is all I wish..." He murmured.
As soon as he finished, a star shot through the dark night sky over the canopies. The two gazed at it till the star faded away into the night.
"Do you think-?" Alice whispered.
"No, no I don't think so." Edward muttered.
Then, he heard a cry that no normal human would hear. Then again, Edward and Alice weren't "normal" humans.
"Bella!" He gasped, already running toward the cry of his beloved.

She tossed and turned in her bed. The blue-haired girl gasped and sat up as her eyes flew open. It was another dream about...them. She looked towards her window and saw that the stars were still out and sparkling. The girl sighed and hopped out of bed. She threw on a robe and left her dark, gloomy room.
The candles bolted into the hallway's walls gave off a rather eerie glow as she slowly walked down to the balcony. The wind swept up, and her blue hair flew behind her, whipping around her face. She put a hand on the rail and closed her eyes.
"You had that dream again, I'm guessing?" A soft male voice said from behind.
The girl of about sixteen grinned, her eyes still closed. She only nodded. The boy, also sixteen, came up behind her and securely put his arms around the girl's waist. She smiled and wrapped her hands around his. He wasn't wearing a shirt despite the cold air; she could tell because of the wave of warmth that covered her. The boy rested his chin on her head. And the two stood there in the cool, blowing wind.
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but Roy, I kinda miss them." The girl whispered.
"I sorta do, too, Elice." Roy responded.
"I don't." A harsh voice said from behind.
Roy immediateyl released Elice and stepped away. Elice turned around, red in the face with embarrassment. To try and cover it, she put her fists on her hips.
"Marth, you don't mean that." Elice scolded her brother.
"Oh, yes I do." The young dark-blue-haired prince retorted. "And I don't see why you two are trying to hide this relationship. All of Altea knows about it! I don't really care...unles you run off with or without her. Then I'd care."
The young couple blushed and exchanged glances.
"What good did those girls do, anyways?" Marth continued. "They hated me, humiliated me, and one even physically hurt me! I'm glad to be away from them!"
"They didn't get to know you, Marth. That's only why." Roy offered.
"Sure." Marth snarled.
Elice frowned at her brother, but he only looked up at the sky. She decided not to bring a certain someone up. It seemed to hurt him too much. Silence. Marth finally looked back at his sister, hints of tears in his eyes.
"I know what you're thinking, and yes, I do miss her...and the others." He admitted reluctantly. "I kinda wish we could see them all again."
"Look!" Roy exclaimed.
They followed his finger and saw a shooting star just before it disappeared among the other stars. Roy, Elice, and even Marth smiled.
"It worked in their world, so do you think it will work here?" Elice asked excitingly.
Marth sighed and shook his head.
"Our world is too different for that to work." He said remorsefully.
Elice frowned, then gave a sudden, violent cough. Roy rushed forward and gently grabbed her hand.
"Let's get inside," Marth said, but was drown out by another more violent cough by his sister.
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