~18 years ago~
Nayru frowned at the uncomfortableness of her glamour, the small human disguise masking her true form and powers, even the daringly blue shade of her hair.
The woman frowned and looked around the pub, pulling her cloak tighter around her. She wanted to return to her true form, but had to do her job. She spotted him then and smiled. The only human she had ever fallen in love with, hopefully the last. He knew his role and would do it with dignity only a true Hylian man could muster, even if it cost him his family, and it surely would. The man stood and ran a hand briskly through his deep brown hair, moving the sturdy wooden chair away from the equally sturdy table and pushing it back, walking to stand next to her.
"Shall we?" He took her arm and smiled sadly, knowing that something so trivial as a child would surely change the world, hopefully for the better.
She nodded and kissed his cheek, sad that this would surely be one of the last times she saw him.
The two left the pub together and embraced for the first, and only time together.
~9 months later~
The newborn baby girl cried as her mother and father cleaned her off in the fairy fountain, her deep brown hair matching that of her fathers, eyes the very same blue hue as her mothers.
The parents smiled at each other and traced their fingers down her cheeks, glad she was healthy.
"Its good. She'll be strong and sturdy for the coming darkness."
"Or so we can hope..."Nayru sighed and leaned into the man's arms, exhausted from labor, "Will you take good care of her for me?"
He sighed and kissed her forehead, suddenly world weary, "I'll have to choice but to, even if I could say no. She's as much my baby girl as any of my others, and I will raise her as so."
"wait...you cant take her back to your family, she'll be found much too easy!"
The brown haired man stared down at her confused, "What do you mean?"
"If you take her into a town, once her powers start developing, the people will talk. Its not safe to take her back to Kakariko! Please, I beg of you, don't put my baby in harm. She's the only one I'll ever be allowed to have, you cannot do this to me! I may have put a strong glamour on her, but it won't mask who she truly is if that accursed Ganondorf finds her! He will use her to no extent, killing her for her gifts if you don't run with her!" the old fairy and goddess had shimmering tears in her eyes as she pleaded to her lover.
"But I cant just leave them!" He shouted back at her, causing her to flinch.
"You will have one week every month. That is all I can afford you. You must keep her safe. I can protect her for a week alone, but not directly... I... I will never be able to look on my baby girl directly again except for this moment..." She trailed off as the little girls eyes flashed a violet hue and faded do a deep blue, seeming to stop breathing for a moment.
Her father shouted and stopped as the mother grabbed his shoulder, "Stop, all is well."
The baby girl cried as images flashed before her eyes:
A blonde haired boy in green ran through a clearing, grasses overgrown and high, softening the landscape with varying hues of yellows to deep greens. A young horse followed him, stopping to paw at the air every now and again on slowly steadying hoofs of a newborn. He was 10 then.
The same boy, but now five years later, a different horse underneath him as he rode along in the woods, looking like he just got back from town, his clothes an assortment of odds and ends. His sword arm was bare and defined, but he still looked young and lanky.
Two years later this time. He was nearly 18 by this point, same horse, hero's clothed draped over him as if they belonged. Thick woods surrounded him, different than the last. The trunks where tall and it took maybe 15 men to reach around the average sized ones. He stopped in a clearing and dismounted, knocking on the door of a weather beaten cottage, gaining no answer. But this was different than the last two...
Instead of it being like she was looking from above, it was like she was watching him from the trees themselves, like she was sitting on a limb.
Her mother sighed when the glowing stopped, it was over.
"What the hell was that?" The brunette shouted, his deep voice echoing in the cavern.
"It was her first vision. It sealed in her powers for now." Nayru kissed her daughter's cheek.
"For now?" He wondered to himself, standing and helping her up.
"For now." She repeated then felt her face drain. He was here... the one man who could ruin it all in one deft stroke, "Ganondorf. He's found us."
The man stiffened and backed away to the opposite side of the fountain, a nearly invisible crack in the wall leading outside. He backed against one of the many ornate white pillars surrounding the blessed waters as the tall, red eyed man walked in, the very air around him permiated with darkness and mirth.
"Give her to me, Goddess." He chuckled, spitting out the last word.
"Her name is Lynn, and you shant touch her, you brute." She snarled out, the fountain waters rushing towards her feet to support her strength and try to ward him off longer.
"Oh, but I do believe I shall." He chuckled and clenched his fist, darkness raising off him as he slowly started to change his form.
"You can't kill a God." She smirked, feeling strength fill her limbs, throwing off her glamour.
The brown haired man ran then, the distraction he had been waiting for happening. The cavern filled with a holy golden light, shots of blue and gold streaking the air around him, her last words to him whispered in the air.
"I love you... Dylian..."
His pointed Hylian ears, those of a true blooded one, picked up the last words that the blue Goddess would utter to a human man for a long few years to come.
~end of prolouge~
-Written by: Ren Takeda
-Edited by: Lyra Lynx