I do not own The Legend of Zelda franchise, Legend of Zelda characters or Legend of Zelda items! This story is meant to entertain and all that jazz...

Besides all of of that necessary drivel, enjoy my writing!

The trees of Ordon swayed in the gentle breeze, a Hylian symbol of Spring. Seventeen-year-old Link reclined in a comfortable hammock, self made from Ordonian Wood and net plucked from an abandoned fishing kit lying on the banks of Lake Hylia. The hammock was a strung between two trees, that just so happened to be at the correct height to hang across the high-up, rocky ledge outside Link's house. Link was good at building things, and his tree-house was stuffed with items from small trinkets, to dining tables. Link himself was slung across his newest creation, left leg hanging out of the string mesh, and was swaying lazily in the wind - fast asleep. Link was a notoriously rough sleeper, but after the retreat of Shadow, -when she left last year- Link found himself able to slumber peacefully. The Spring zephyr made the air extremely pleasant, but, once again, Link's dreams were not.
He was suddenly in Gerudo Desrt, atop the Arbiter's Grounds, the stifling heat sticking his green tunic to his body. The green tunic! Another relic of the departure of his companion, friend, partner in crime. Ever since, he had worn his Ordonian tribal attire. Black marble, standing in a slab in the sand reflected the harsh sunlight into the deep blue eyes of the Hero. Squinting, Link ascended the small amount of steps up to the Mirror platform. The familiarity of this place made his heart ache, and yearn for the presence of his friend again. Then, a sight that Link never thought he'd see again made him inhale loudly - the Mirror of Twilight. Intact.
All of a sudden, when Link stepped on the etched design on the floor, the Mirror shone to life, projecting its light onto the marble, in its slowly reaching tendrils. Just before it had touched the marble on the far side of the chamber, something changed for the worse. The ground shook violently, and the light turned blood red. The usually peaceful, serenely beautiful pattern on the marble was but a swirling mass of red and black, like a tornado. The sky was cold, empty and dark, as it would be from the top of Snowpeak.
"Link..."
Link thought he had imagined it at first; her voice. But then again, it called.
"Link!" There was not a shadow of doubt in Link's mind as to the identity of the voice's source.
"Midna?" Link cried back into the rotating colours in the mirror.
"Link... Help us... find the... other... mirror. Come back... to me..."
"MIDNA! Don't leave me again!" The Ordonian had so much to say to his old companion, but was cut short by a sudden appearence - a Shadow Beast, dropping from the portal in the sky.
Link tried to draw his sword, but watched in horror as it disintegrated into dust. The creature landed its deadly blow powerfully, immediately. Link expected the last things he was to see would be was the clear desert sky, his final feeling the sand, scorched by the intense sun. Instantly, the forest sky was above Link's head, the cool wind ruffling his layered blond hair. He knew from previous experience that this was not just a bad dream - it was a premonition. Just in time to clear his fuzzy head, Link caught wind of a sound.
"Link! Are you awake?" Yelled a young voice from the clearing at the foot of Link's tree-house.
It was Colin, Link's young friend to whom he was teaching horseback riding and basic swordplay.
"Yeah..." the Hero replied "I'm afraid the riding lesson is off today, I've just found that I need to do something really important."
Which was absolutely true and, furthermore, Link knew his first port of call - Hyrule Castle.
Despite his look of disappointment, Colin managed a smile.
"That's fine, Link! After finding out about some of the things you've done..."
Link grinned at his apprentice's new-found steeliness and resiliency. Before Link had started training him, he probably would have sulked for days at the delay in his sessions. But after his realisation on the meaning of his father's words, Colin had toughened up considerably. Link had been reduced to a fit of giggles when Talo had challenged Colin to a sword-fight, and Colin had ended up chasing him into the ranch with a practise sword after Talo had breached the rules. And while on the subject of Colin and his family...
"Colin!" Link yelled to the foot of his tree, "Is your father still in Castle Town?"
Colin's father, Rusl, was Link's mentor, but due to Rusl's new royal appointment, Link had taken it upon himself to teach Colin what he knew.
The boy frowned in thought for a second before responding.
"He's in Zora's Domain at the minute, on a peace keeping task between Prince Ralis and Princess Zelda."
Link's heart fluttered a little at the royal woman's name. The princess, his princess, the beautiful fair maiden at the helm of the great Kingdom of Hyrule. He had almost sacraficed his life to save Zelda's and would happily have done so. Not just for the Kingdom, the justice and the honour, but because of one thing.

Link loved her.

"However," Colin continued, matter-of-factly "He is due a day off tomorrow. He'll probably be at Telma's"
Link smiled at the convenience, and finally mustered the energy to remove himself from the hammock. Maybe he'd swing by the bar to tell Rusl about his dream.
"Well," Link sighed "I'd better get Epona saddled up."

N.B - I decided to save time and resources by not putting in very detailed descriptions - face it, if you're reading Twilight Princess fan fics, you've clearly played it. All reviews are appreciated!