A/N: Fila (pronounced fai-luh) Is an original character that came to my head when I was about to go to sleep a few weeks ago and she wouldn't freaking leave me alone. lol. Not to say that I don't like her, but did she really have to disturb my sleep? Anyway, here she is in my very first Zelda fic. Gotta tell you though, I always planned for my first one to be for Ocarina of Time instead of Twilight Princess, but no matter.

This is the only chapter I'm planning on writing in 3rd person perspective.

Reviews please?

Fila was worried. Her sister was ushering her out of the palace. All Zelda told her was that a huge darkness was coming and she'd be safer somewhere other than the palace. It scared Fila, but she listened to her sister obediently.

Fila was wearing a long lavender purple dress with an empire waist, sleeveless, with four long ties of satin, two of which were connected to the very top of her dress and wrapped around her arms to act as an elegant scarf. The other two were wrapped around her torso just below her breasts, making the empire waist, and had golden symbols on them with a triforce symbol on the ends of them. Her brilliant red hair was half curled, half put into a simple ponytail at the very end of her hair. Caramel colored eyes scanned the town anxiously. It was the middle of the night, approximately two in the morning. Zelda said that it was imperative no one saw Fila leaving. Royalty escaping the palace only meant more for the kingdom to worry about, and as future queen, Zelda was willing to go to great lengths to make sure that never happened.

Zelda, Fila, and the two guards with them led without a hitch through the south entrance, never being spotted. At the entrance, right by the stone stairs was Fila's trusty dun colored stallion, Albion, waiting for his rider.

"Just go to Kakariko village. Seek out Renado. He's a good shaman who will look after you." Zelda instructed, helping Fila get into the saddle.

"How do I get there? And what if he knows who I am?" Fila's half-soprano, half-alto voice asked anxiously.

"Follow the path. Do not go off of the path. Make your way to the pass between the rock walls south east from here and continue to follow the path to a wooden bridge. Across that bridge is a gate that will lead you straight into the village." Zelda paused, looking up at her sister, now on Albion correctly. "He probably won't know who you are. If he does, it shouldn't matter. You are a princess of Hyrule and as such he must treat you with respect." Fila nodded once, signifying she understood.

"Fila. Please be careful."

"I will. Zelda."

Zelda nodded, showing her younger sister an apologetic, sad smile. The air was thick with worry. Neither of them knew when they'd see each other again, if at all, and both of them wanted to cry because of it, but held it back, either not wanting the other to see them weak like that or simply not wanting them to worry any more.

"I'll miss you." Fila finally said, her voice cracking just a little on the last part. Zelda shushed her gently, grasping her hand.

"As will I you. You are my sister after all. It is only natural that I will worry for you intensely. But please, you need to leave and quickly. The darkness is coming and I want you far away from here and from danger when it happens." Zelda said, rushing through the last part of her dialogue. Fila nodded, saying one last goodbye to her sister and kicking Albion in the sides gently. She took the soft red reins and turned him around and kicked him in the sides, the horse trotting down the first smooth ramp, cantering down the second, and galloping through the large pass in the stone separating the castle from the field of Hyrule. A tear escaped Zelda's eye as she watched her sister ride away from the palace they both grew up in before a soft smile appeared on her face. She'd see Fila again soon. Then she frowned up at the sky, an ominous feeling overtaking her. Darkness was rapidly approaching. She turned to the two guards with her and putting on her regal mask to guard her emotions, she gave a steady command.

"Tell the rest of the royal guard to prepare for battle. This isn't going to end well."