Hyrule, once a land of peace and prosperity, now waged war within its own borders. Brother battled against brother, people who were previously friends killed each other in the name of their leader. A terrible and dark time of Hyrule.
Little hope shined for the peoples, it seemed as though this war would never end. Those who could not fight were in hiding, barley managing to stay alive. Food and water were scarce and even those in hiding would bicker amongst each other on who would get the last piece of bread. Though it was mothers that had it the worse.
Bearing the burden of a child was more than most Hylian mothers could bare. The shores of Lake Hylia were littered with bodies of dead babes and children. Of course, there were some mothers who would do anything to protect their children.
A woman, running fast through the field, carrying a small bundle in her arms. Men chased her, shouting to give them back their belongings.
"She's my baby!" the mother screamed, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.
The woman leapt over a river, missing the shore. She fell into the frigid waters and was swept away by the currant. The soldiers chasing after her stopped and shook their fists; the woman and their 'belongings' were lost to the river.
Coughing and gasping the woman kept her head and the bundle above the water's surface until she hit a solid form. A grate that led into the castle of Hyrule or what was left of it at least. The mother, desperate to get her baby to safety, hauled herself onto dry land. She flopped over, coughing and clutching the now screaming bundle to her breast.
"Shhh…shhh….everything will be fine my baby. Everything will be fine." She said sitting up.
She pushed herself to her feet and staggered forward towards a set of stairs leading towards Death Mountain. At the base of the mountain was an old Village, Kakariko village, home of the Sheikha.
Walking warily forward she slowly ascended the steps, hoping to find shelter. Alas, the village was all but destroyed. In the center of the rubble was a grouping of soldiers, sitting around a fire.
She looked up to the looming mountain before her. No one dared ascend the mountain for fear of the vicious Goron peoples that were said to dwell in the rocks. Horrible creatures that would kill a Hylian as soon as look at them.
"I've got to try…" the woman doggedly said.
She snuck around the encampment of men, her heart beating rapidly.
"Oy! Who's there!" one man stood up and called.
The woman gasped and fled, her small bare feet taking her swiftly across the ragged ground. The soldiers stood, grabbing their weapons and gave chase.
"Leave me alone!" the woman shouted in despair. However, the men did not stop their pursuit.
She ran up the slopes of the mountain, her feet bleeding from the sharp rock she was forced to run over. She suddenly turned and corner, out of the soldiers' sight for a brief instant, and hid behind a large rock. They barreled by, shouting obesities unbefitting to a woman's ears. With a deep sigh of relief she looked behind her. There was a hidden path.
She started down that path and, to her surprise, found a large opening in the side of the rocks. It was perfectly carved out, not some cave nature had created. With a deep breath she walked inside of the large opening.
It was a large, cave dwelling city. Massive brown creatures walked about smiling and talking to each other or munching on rocks. None seemed to take notice of the fire haired Hylian woman that suddenly appeared in her presence.
Sticking to the shadows, the woman crept through the hallways of the Goron city, silent as a barn mouse. The Gorons never saw her as they went about their pleasant daily routines. She stopped before a large door, perhaps belonging to their leader. She quickly opened the door and walked in.
Not a second after she answered came a booming voice, "Who's there?"
The woman froze in horror and turned to her right. She faced the biggest Goron of them all, with white, tear-like marking down each cheek. He was nearly double the tiny woman's height as he squinted down at her.
"Well, who are you?" he questioned again.
"Please…don not harm me," she responded, backing away from the large Goron, clutching her baby closer to her breast.
His black eyes darted to the bundle, "What's that?"
"It's…well it's," she began, but there was a shout from above.
"Hylians! Hylians are coming!" someone shouted.
The large Goron looked down at the mother. "You lead your people here to destroy us, didn't you?"
"No! No I swear I didn't! I was running from them and accidentally found this place. Please, I'm just trying to find somewhere safe for my baby." She pleaded with the large Goron.
The Goron raised his eyebrows and reached forward, pulling back the swaddling. A small round face blinked up at him. Big blue eyes shined up. The baby's mouth suddenly stretched into a large, toothless smile. She giggled and squealed, reaching her tiny hands up to the Goron. To the mother's surprise, the Goron's hard face softened as he reached forward and touched the babe's cheek with the tip of his finger.
He looked up suddenly and shouted, "roar at the Hylians, they'll leave!"
A few seconds after a massive Goron roar could be heard from the top most areas then someone shouting 'Never come back!' followed by abrupt cheering. The Goron man nodded gruffly and looked back down at the woman.
"We can watch after the child, but you cannot stay here. This place is not fit for a Hylian used to the Hylian life style." He said with finality.
However, she could be taken care of and would be safe from harm with these kind, but ferocious seeming creatures.
This look was not lost on the mighty Goron leader. He grunted and touched the child's face again.
"Once the Hylian's war is over, you may come and collect your child. We shall keep it safe from any harm, this is my vow."
The mother nodded and held her bundle forward; the Goron took it, able to hold the child in one hand.
"Thank you, how can I ever repay you?"
"By not returning until the war is over."
"I will," she said. She leaned forward and kissed the child's forehead. "Be safe my sweet daughter, be safe" with that she turned and fled.
The Goron man stared at the infant for a moment, and then a thought dawned upon him.
"Wait! What's the child's…name," he called after her, but she was long gone.
At that moment a tiny Goron child came out from an adjacent room. He was holding a blanket and rubbing a sleepy eye.
"Daddy…what's happening?" he drowsily asked.
The Goron man turned and knelt down to show him the new addition. The Goron child woke up fully and gasped, staring at the small baby.
"What is it?" he asked in wonder.
"It's a Hylian; we are to watch over her for a time. You will help me right, big boy," he said, patting the child on the head.
"Of course daddy! What's it's name?"
"Well…her name is…well it's…I don't know…"
The child reached forward and held the babe in his arms. "Well…I have a new little sister then…" the child said happily.
"Little Sister…yes that will do. Well done Daurnia…well done"