Dis: I don't own any Zelda stuff.
This is during Twilight Princess.
Three
Ch 1-Prelude
"It's always mine, isn't it?!" The small room, literally glowing shades of red, green, and blue, shook with the speaker's rage.
The little room was normal shaped with four walls and a floor. The ceiling was another strange feature, having the appearance of the sky instead of shifting between three colors. The artificial sky here, however, wasn't clear like it would normally be, and became storm clouds with the angry mood of the room. One of them got bored one time and imbued the place with a real atmosphere.
"Sister, it's not like that." A green-haired woman, shorter than that of the taller angry woman with fiery hair, tried her hand at calming the other. "It's just that...you always seem to give your attention to the most volatile of people." The tense atmosphere made her back into her nearly invisible seat, which also glowed as the walls and floor did.
"Farore..." the taller, frustrated woman started as she sat in one of the three chairs, "You and Nayru both know that's not how it is. They are not dangerous until they're given our attention."
A third woman with aqua hair sat farther away, just as quiet and calm as her green sister, Farore. She was minutely invested in her long blue ponytail slung over her shoulder and a leg crossed over the other. She drug her blue eyes up to meet the blood red eyes of her sister's. "Most of the gerudo have turned because of your gift to their only man, Din. And that misjudgement and gift have resulted in too many deaths to count."
Din's eyes turned toward the white table under her vision, away from the sight of the other two. Farore shifted a wooden rod with a spiral vine wrapping around it and a curved, hook-like head to her other hand before speaking her almost airy soft voice again, "Is it not enough that you have already created matter and substance?"
"NO, it's not!" The hands of the red goddess slammed against the table and the ceiling's storm clouds returned. "Even if I've created the bodies of those people, you've both chosen more than one favorite race, and you both are even called by more than one name. By your logic, I am to be kept from having a race to favor or a way to communicate with them."
When neither spoke and Din's voice quieted only slightly, she continued. "How is it that the one who ignited their sun is to gain less love than the other two, who provide only almost as much? I don't want more than you, I just want equal. May I point out that it was not I that gave people the ability to be evil, and it was not until we created the triforce that people began to want anything so strongly."
Nayru's normally apathetic seeming face had a tinge of hurt to it. "That was not our intention, we-"
"And it wasn't mine for a gerudo man to be corrupted by my gift so that both of your favorite sentients had to kill him." the red goddess stated as her anger finally began to die like a weakened fire.
Farore glanced between them, trying to block any extra animosity and smiled. "Perhaps we should just never pick singular people to give our power again."
Din's own eyes drew to her sister's bright green eyes, just as she drew a thin and almost sarcastic smile across her face that caused Farore to remove her own. "Actually, I might reverse that thought entirely."
The two others looked at each other in question and the fire goddess stood to leave. The water goddess stood. "Din, where are you going?"
She turned when her hand met the knob of the door that was only an outline on a wall of rainbow and spoke. "Down to Hyrule."
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