I had a lot of trouble writing this chapter. For some reason, the words wouldn't come to me. Well anyway, this is a prequel/sequel to, "Goodbye, My Friend," though you don't really need to read the first one to understand this one. But it would help if you did.
Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, and this applies to all chappies.-------------------------
A wind blew through the skies, telling of a darkness that threatens to eliminate all of existence. The wind also foretold of a hero that will rise up and banish the darkness back where it came from, but the hero would lose everything. The wind can be unforgiving, even to those who use it, yet it can also be a beacon of hope through the eyes of the brokenhearted. The wind tells of the stories that will be remembered through history even if it is forgotten, as the wind braves the test of time. This is the story of a young Rito, unknowing of his fate. Through the life and death of this Rito, the wind will continue to speak of his part in this fateful tale. Because even if one dies, their story will live on forever…
Komali woke up to the sound of Valoo's roaring. Komali grudgingly got up and yawned. Why is Valoo roaring so early in the morning? Komali thought. He looked out at the sky and saw the sun at the highest point. It's noon already!? Komali thought. He started to panic, ran out of his room, and crashed into Medli.
"Ow!" Medli cried, "Can't you watch where you're going Komali?"
Komali blushed and stuttered, "Sorry, Medli. Didn't see you there." Medli shrugged. "So what are you doing here anyway?" Komali asked.
"Well since you asked, I was sent to wake you up, because tomorrow's the most important day of the year." Medli saw Komali's blank stare and said, "You do know what tomorrow is, right?"
"Friday?" Komali asked.
Medli sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll just tell you later. But we have a special guest, and you need to get ready before you see her."
"Her?" Komali asked as Medli walked away. "Who's her?" Medli still didn't say anything so Komali followed, then bumped into another Rito, one he didn't know.
"Ouch!" the Rito cried, "Can't you watch where you're going?"
"Sorry," Komali said hurriedly, when he saw who he bumped into. It was a girl. And not just any girl. It was the most beautiful Rito girl he's ever seen. Though it didn't really count for much since the only girl he's really seen was Medli. She looked older than him, and had amber hair and wore the traditional Rito garb. But her eyes were a different color. The color of the azure sky.
"You should be," the Rito girl said, "That's no way to treat a lady." Komali kept staring at her. "Um, can you look somewhere else? You're kinda creeping me out."
Komali quickly looked down at the ground and said, "Sorry. I haven't seen you before. What's your name?"
"My name?" the girl said, "It's Moquila. What's your name?"
"Komali."
"Oh! So you're the young prince I've heard so much about. Thought you'd be taller or something." Komali blushed. "Well, I have to go, Quill said he'd give me a tour of the place. Bye." Moquila flew to the higher levels and Komali stared after her.
"Looks like our young prince has a little crush." Komali turned around and saw Medli.
"I don't have a crush!" Komali said.
"Then why were you staring at her?" Medli teased.
Komali said nothing for a second, then said, "It's her eyes, I've never seen eyes like hers before."
Medli looked at Komali, expecting him to say more. When he didn't she said, "Even if you do like her, don't get your hopes up. Moquila is a fierce warrior and she wouldn't be distracted by things like that. That is why she was the first to return from her pilgrimage."
"Pilgrimage?" Komali asked.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you." Medli said, "Haven't you ever wondered why there weren't any female Rito on the island other than me?" Komali shook his head. "Well, your grandmother told me that when we were still little, the Rito sent the girls to faraway lands, only giving them a scale of the great Valoo. They were to learn survival skills and find the shrine of the goddess Din. When they did that, they flew back to the islands and we celebrate their return. That's what's tomorrow, the beginning of a two-week festival praising the return of our kin and our protectors, Valoo and Din. On the final day, we take Din's pearl and pray to it in hopes for a successful mailing season."
"Isn't Din's pearl gone?" Komali asked.
"Well, yeah," Medli admitted, "But we'll manage without it." Medli started to fly away. "You better get ready for the festival because you don't want Moquila to see you stuttering like an idiot!"
Komali had nothing to say to this, because he didn't like Moquila. No, the one he liked was the girl flying away from him.
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Medli flew to the upper levels and started walking. She walked for a few minutes when she saw Moquila. "Oh," Medli said, "It's you."
"What?" Moquila said, "No hugs or hellos? I thought you had better manners than that."
"I do have better manners, I'm just thinking about something. Shouldn't you be with Quill?" Medli asked.
"Nah, I ditched him. He was really boring." Moquila replied, "Besides, I wanted to talk to you."
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to tell you the real reason you were never sent out with the rest of us." Moquila said.
"Isn't the reason because I needed to be Valoo's attendant?" Medli asked.
"That's what they want you to think."
"What do you mean?"
Moquila sighed. "The reason you're Valoo's attendant is because you're the weakest Rito in the tribe."
"What?" Medli said with malice in her voice.
"I mean, you have to be the worst flyer on this whole island!" Moquila said.
Medli slapped her. "Shut up."
"Why? Everyone knows you can't look after yourself."
"I said shut up!" Medli threw herself at her, trying to hit Moquila. Moquila skillfully dodged and pinned Medli down to the floor. "You're weak, and you know it." Moquila said as she got off of Medli.
Medli stared at Moquila for a moment and stomped off. She didn't want to believe Moquila's words but she knew they were true. I really can't look after myself, Medli thought. I always had to be saved, even when I was a sage. She bumped into Komali. "Oh, Medli," Komali said, "I was looking for you." Medli didn't listen, and continued walking away. "Medli?"
Komali followed her to her room and grabbed her shoulder. "Medli, are you okay?"
Medli shook him off. "Go away, Komali."
"But-"
"Just leave me alone okay!" Medli shouted and slammed her door shut. Moquila appeared behind Komali, and he asked, "What happened?"
"Oh nothing," Moquila answered, "Just a little girl talk."
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I hate this chapter. Hopefully, the next one will be better. Please review!