Hey everyone this is my first legend of Zelda Fic. Let me know what you think, and check me for error, and wrote this to get the idea out before I forgot it. I have to go study for a huge exam I have tomorrow, I couldn't do it till this was done. I already have the ideas for the next chapter, I just want to be responsible before I start writing it. I was in a hurry so I apologise for any errors.

Lenia was on her morning patrol when she found him. A Sheta, man with no identity, unconscious and had clearly been attacked. It wasn't unusual to find somebody dead after wondering through the desert. Whether they were lost and trying to find their way back to Hyrule, or simply leaving it altogether they never knew, but it was standard practice for them to at least examine them. They would check their belongings find out where they belong, and take their bodies back to their family. Only they haven't done this since the civil war, Sheikah were unwelcome in Hyrule since then.

It had been a long time since a body had washed up upon the sands outside their village, Hyrule had been troubled, but the Sheikah tried hard to stay out of it. Perhaps those times were over for them; maybe that was why another man found his way here. Lenia walked at her usual pace toward the body, they were always dead anyway, still, she kneeled down and checked. She ungloved her hand and held it bare over the man's nose and mouth. She thought she felt something, but it was like the lightest brush of a feather. This can't be, she thought to herself as she moved to the man's neck, and felt a weak pulse.

"You are a lucky one; I suppose we will see if you continue to survive." She spoke to him; it didn't matter to her if he heard. It was the truth she spoke to him. She grabbed his bare arm, and the worn brown cloth that covered his thigh, and pulled him onto his back. His skin was brunt from exposure to the sun, on top of some nasty looking bruises and cuts. He was not like any of the others; none of them got this far in this condition. She took his arms and got him onto her shoulders, and carried him back home.

"Another one?" asked the guard at the gate when she arrived.

"Yes," She replied, "But this one is still alive."

"Al Dante," He swore, "Felane will want to hear about this one."

"Yes, will you arrange that while I take him to the healer?" She asked.

"I'll do it myself; my relief should be here soon." He said.

Lenia thanked him, and finished her way to the healer. She pushed the door open with her hip, and set the man on the closest available bed. She arranged his limbs gently, making him more comfortable, when the younger healer Tay came near. "Lenia? Who is this?" She asked.

"I found him on patrol, he's still alive, is Sehen here?" Lenia said.

"My master is here, I'll get him for you." Tay said with a bow and left, returning a moment later with a large man, Sehen, the master healer.

"Who have you found Lenia?" He asked her in a deep voice.

"I'm hoping you can help me find out." She explained.

"I'll see what I can do." He said as he began to examine the man. "Tay, bring drinking and rinsing water and bandages, needle and thread, a salve for wounds and bruises and then brew a tea for pain."

"Yes, master!" She called before rustling around the place to gather those things.

Sehen gently lifted the man's head, turned it checking on a nasty burses there. He prodded a bit through sandy hair and pulled his hand away with blood. Then he gently turned his head to the other side, "Lenia."

"Yes," She had wondered away for a moment to help Tay carry some things.

"This man was tortured."

"Are you sure?"

"Come look." He told her, Lenia set a bowl of water and wash cloth down within his reach, and looked to where he indicated. Someone had cut his ear off.

Someone walked through the door, Felane. He wore meditation robes, and walked with a light stride. He pulled a stool up to the Sheta's bedside, "This is the man?" He asked Lenia.

"It is." She replied.

"What have you found out so far?" Felane asked.

"He was tortured." Sehen told him.

"He is Hylian, and from his features he looks royal, a pure blood knight I think, except he grew up in Ordon village." Lenia told him.

"How can you tell?"

"These tattoos," She pointed to them on the man's upper arm, "The first one is only given to children, and then as they get older and become men, they get the second. The third, well that one is rarely seen; usually it's given to those who have earned the title of hero."

"Anything on who did this to him?"

"Not yet, I can only assume the Gerudo, because it would make sense that he could escape, and make it all this way in his condition. Any further, would make him…inhuman."

"Lenia find out what you can. If it was the Gerudo they could possibly be a danger to us, and if he has any ties to the royal line of Hyrule they might be looking for him. They won't be happy if they get the impression that we did this to their own."

"Would they think that?"

"After the war, there's no telling what they will think. We can only expect the worst."

"I'll begin immediately."

"Keep me informed."

Lenia bowed, Felane returned the bow and left. She then turned to Sehen, "I would like to see his other injuries, and perhaps they can us more."

"Help me turn him over then," he ordered.

Together they gently rolled him over onto his belly, "I don't like the look of this Lenia," Sehen stood up.

"Where are you going?" she asked.

"Some of these are infected; I need to mix something stronger." Then he did so, leaving Lenia alone a moment.

He had been whipped, more than once, some of the wounds were older than others. One of them was burnt shut, across his lower back. She reached up and moved his hair away from his neck, shifting dirt and letting sand fall from it. His hair was tangled and matted, enough that it would be better just to cut it. She brushed sand away from the back of his neck, and saw the bruises there. They put a collar on him, she looked below his chin, a nasty scab covered that area.

Sehen came back then, and began cleaning his wounds. "Anything?" He asked her.

"Yes, he was tortured for information." She continued, "See here," She pointed to his neck and chin. "That is from a torture tool, a rod gets lodged into the chest and chin, and it's held there by a neck collar. They crank the rod just a bit longer, causing pain and eventually breaking the neck, and killing them. He's alive so either he talked, or well, they wanted him alive. See that burn on his lower back? It was too deep; he would have bled to death if something wasn't done."

"So he is someone important then?"

"It seems that way, but that Ordon tattoos confuse me. What would a pure blood Hylian knight be doing growing up in Ordon village and what would he know that's so important?"

"Have you seen enough here?"

"No, I want to see everything." Sehen nodded and finished clean the man's back, stitched a few of the wounds, and then had Lenia help turn him onto his back. He had been beaten and burned here and there, and deep cut in his chest confirmed her suspicions. The healer checked his left shoulder, where it was bruised, then moved down his arm toward his wrist. He did the same with the man's other arm.

"That shoulder is dislocated, and wrist of the same arm is broken, the other arm is broken too, as well as some fingers."

"Can you tell if his head injury was their doing?" Lenia asked.

"It's too hard to tell." Sehen replied. Lenia pulled out a small knife. "What are you doing?"

"Cutting his hair, I need to have a closer look."

"Are you sure you should be doing that?"

"It's ruined beyond fixing, it will need to be anyway" She had already begun cutting pieces and discarding them on the ground. She left him with shorter hair, she didn't shave him, and it was an inch or two in length now.

She looked at his head wound, and then reached over and took his hand, examining the back of it. "Now I've seen enough. Be careful with him Sehen, keep me informed on his condition, do what you can." She rose and left them. Sehen won't understand why she suddenly cared; he didn't see nor understand the mark on his hand.

Lenia went to Felane, and burst in on his meditation without knocking. "Has the return of the Hero of Time been revealed to you?" She spoke loudly.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because it appears that he is being tended by the healer as we speak."

Felane Stood and faced her, "I have seen a darkness fall upon Hyrule, and I have seen it lift a little, but nothing of the Hero."

"I'm going there."

"Lenia."

"I won't be stopped, something big is happening here."

Felane tenderly took her face into his hands, "Then do what you must, and be careful." He kissed her forehead gently, and let her leave.

It didn't take her long to gather her things, she strapped on her sword, and put on her pack and she was off. She was stopped by the guards on her way through the gate, "Lenia where are you going?"

"To Hyrule, but I'll be back. Don't let that Sheta leave here without my say so. Pass on the word."

"I will, but Hyrule, won't that be dangerous?"

"It may, but this must be done."

"Stay safe then, we will watch for you."

Lenia said good bye, and began the two day journey through the desert.

Tried to go for a mystery genre here, I hope it works I've never tried that before. Feel free to correct me or help me make it better. Also this takes place after Twilight Princess, I'd tell you where I got this idea from but it might ruin the mystery.