Autumn has reached mid season in Hyrule, casting many trees in the gleam of orange and reds. Link had long donned his Ordon clothes, trying to suppress his depression of a few months ago. The love of his life, the one who went along with him in his journey to save the Light Spirits, the Twilight Realm and the entire of Hyrule, had left him in just two minutes with ease. Midna, she had broken the mirror with her tears. The only link left to the Twilight was gone, and even though she said she would see him later, how much longer would that be? How much longer until his heart caved in and his mind decided to think suicide? But, the Hero couldn't kill himself, for there were still monsters lingering about the lands even after the Dark Overlord Ganondorf was defeated. He was still needed, and when there are people in need of help, he would leap in like a Hylian knight.

The day was going by so slowly, when it finally reached close to night, Link was absolutely relieved. He assisted Fado in herding the goats in as usual before closing up on his shift. When the moon hit nigh, the townsfolk of Ordon huddled inside their homes, warm and safe. The young Hylian sighed as he led his beautiful horse, Epona to her usual spot of rest beside his house. She neighed in concern, which Link almost understood, thanks to his heightened abilities as of being a wolf. "Don't worry, girl. I'm just going out for a little walk. I have my sword with me. Rest well." He petted her mane, allowing his fingers to slowly brush into her wooly white mane. The horse was pleased, and then watched her master walk out of the area, and disappearing into the darkness of the forest.

Link bypassed the Ordon Spring, taking a glance at the fluttering fairies around the pond of holy water as he walked by. He could still hear the pleasant humming of the Light Spirit, Ordona—whom looked like a giant goat—sometimes.

He crossed the firm, wooden bridge that led to the Faron Providence, guided and protected by the Light Spirit, Faron. That spirit looked and shaped just like the monkeys of the area, a possibility of the living creatures to be nearly sacred. That was something to ponder on a different day. It was exceptionally dark outside now, the moon beaming its bright, lulling rays onto the dark cast trees, giving them a bit of a dull shine of their autumn leaves. The darkness didn't frighten the warrior, as he was used to it, having been submerged into it several times in the past year to saving Hyrule. It was a natural feeling, and wasn't bothering him.

Ten minutes or so later, he was nearing the Faron Spring, and could faintly hear the humming again. He sat down at the foot of the spring, watching the skies, then the shallow waters music. It was satisfying and sweet to his long ears, and soothing. His feet were in the water now, comfortable, despite it was rather cold. However, it wasn't subzero cold; it was the chilling of life, that restored anyone whom were exhausted of strength to relax their bodies in the soothing small lake.

"…At peace… This is how it should be…" he paused lightly, watching the majestic balls of floating light, the fairies, flutter about. They seemed to draw his attention because they were dancing around something deep in the water. Link blinked, then narrowed his eyes at the object of where the fairies were drawing him to. He stood up, walked closer for inspection and had his hand to the pommel of his iron sword. Should it be a monster about to disrupt his peace, he would slay it mercilessly. Upon closer inspection, it wasn't a monster. It was a young woman, lying face up in the water, unconscious. Link's heart tensed up at seeing her. He didn't know why, but her presence made him feel even more at ease, as if her very existence was healing his emotionally ailing heart.

The hylian examined this woman carefully; her skin was awfully pale, but it seemed normal. Her hair was the most beautiful shade of ocean blue, that the top parts were an ocean blue and the rest flowed like a softer blue, like a gradient. She had no bangs, and some locks fell to the sides of her face, wrapped in pink beads kneaded together. She had two, pink flowers in her hair, one on the left and right respectively, matching the beads.

Her outfit was unusual; it was long, cream colored with many bracelets like chains engraved into the top part. It wrapped around her neck, leaving her shoulders bare. A purple gown mimicking the cream was underneath, and both gracefully wrapped around her slender legs. She had golden bracelets around her arms, near the shoulders, and another pair of light blue ones around her wrists and ankles. She was barefooted, and the last thing Link noticed was her ears. They were long, just like his. Could she also be a Hylian too? Her very appearance was as stunning as Midna's, and could be even prettier to boot. What was this woman doing here?

The fairies seemed to love her presence as they danced around her seemingly frail body. "…She doesn't look hurt. Just, unconscious. I can't leave her here." Link said to himself, walking closer and gently picking up the maiden in his arms. She wasn't even as heavy as he expected her to be; she was actually very light. Smiling in relief that the woman wasn't heavy, he carefully and quickly made his way back to his house, watching her body to see if she budged a move on the way there. But, she did not stir, but her breathing was slow and soft, as if she had purposefully slept at the spring. Link found that very possible, since the spring was of healing and soothing properties, it could lull anyone to deep slumber. He nearly fell asleep during his journey at times when he rested at one of the springs.

His house came into the clearing, Epona noticing her master and another approaching. Link gave her a slight nod when he was within visual range of his wonderful horse. The moon was still shining brightly over him and his guest. Its rays gave the young woman a shining glint to her hair, making it slightly sparkle dreamily. Link couldn't take her eyes off of this woman; she was breath taking and he didn't even know her yet. Still, he hoped she would wake up once inside his house safely.

-x-x-x-

"I can't believe she's gone…" A tall woman with emerald colored hair, loving purple eyes, draped in a beautiful gown of ethereal light green and white, barefooted and having long ears, spoke sadly, cradling a small, purple creature in her arms. "Ulysses… Are you sure you looked everywhere?"

A tall man with pale white skin and darker tone of said skin of his hair, gleaming pale white eyes and a cloak around his right shoulder only, floated close by this woman, a sigh escaping his lips. "Atalanta, I'm sure I did. Megaera, Flora and even Nereid looked. We also have sent Moloch to search for her. But… Weyard shows no signs of her existence." Atalanta sighed as well, a tear streaming down her face; her younger sister was missing, and the entire realm of the Jenei was in chaos because of this. Ulysses saw his older sister's tears, and easily wiped them away with his gentle hands.

"Ata-chan, please don't cry. We will find our little sister. Coatlicue is safe somewhere, I know it. She can take care of herself."

"But… Ulysses… She doesn't know how to fight. She is a healer, and does not know weapons of war. What if monsters get to her? What if Dullahan—"

"Nothing will befall our sister. Be strong, Atalanta. She may be lost, but she isn't weak. We will continue to look for her and of course, never give up. As long as we believe she is alive and well, we will keep looking. Mother Iris herself is searching for her." The mage rubbed her shoulders, smiling gently. "Coatlicue will be found. Please, don't worry." The young Wind warrior nodded slowly, taking deep breaths as she continued to pet the creature in her hands. The purple being purred but could sense the sadness in its master, and felt sympathy for her. The siblings were soon interrupted by another of their kind who walked in gracefully. This young woman looked like she was always smiling, which was true, even though the time was not a happy one.

"Ulysses, Atalanta! There you two are!" chirped the woman. She had long, flowing pink hair that was held together in two. Her bangs covered her eyebrows—which were also pink—and little bits of her hair slid down her face to cover her ears. She had large, magenta colored roses in her hair, holding her ponytails in, and had mesmerizing, soft blue eyes. She wore a green chocker and necklace, both held together with a purple flower. Her dress lacked sleeves and straps, as it wrapped around her body like a biscuit layer. It was light pink in color, and sported the elegant, frills and charm of a ballroom dress with ruffles of layers. The layer of dress underneath the pink was purple and yellow. She had on a green, thin belt of sorts, also held together with a large, magenta rose, and leaves to cape behind it. She also had green and pink colored bracelets on her arms, and her loveable smile plastered to her adorable, fair skinned face.

The two turned to face her, and both smiled warmly. "Flora." The both said in unison, acknowledging the woman's name. Flora grinned from ear to ear, stepping forward towards her siblings.

"You two, I've news to tell you. It's about Coatlicue."

Ulysses and Atalanta's friendly smiles turned into expressions of concern and worry right on the spot. They exchanged glances at each other then back to Flora, who was lightly twirling her flowery baton. "What is it, sister? What news do you bring?" the mage brother asked first, his heart filled with hope.

"Our sister Coatlicue is safe and alive." She started, giving the pair a leap of relief in their hearts. "But, she is in a different realm, and not existing here in Weyard or of the Ancients. Somehow, the once activated Apollo Lens had exhausted her, along with the Adepts. It granted her Sol and Luna—Light and Dark Psynergy—and it became a frail portal to another dimension." Flora paused, seeing the sudden change of expression in her elder siblings. She took a deep breath, hoping to not choke on this next bit of information. "Mother Iris and Father Charon have went to investigate this matter. They've taken Brother Eclipse and Sister Procne with them. Sister Cybele and Brother Azul are here. They are researching with both Lords Boreas and Judgment in the Library."

"…Just hearing her alive and safe eases me. At least, my heart can be at peace with that much." Ulysses started, trying his hardest not to fall into sorrow, "So, they went to investigate how Coatlicue fell into this mysterious portal? Is it the cause of those devil vortices?"

"No, thankfully. Those Tuaparang aren't responsible, thank goodness." Flora answered. "I can't help but think the Grave Eclipse mixing with the Apollo Lens caused a surge of abrupt energy that effected a spacial rift in our dimension and swallowed up whatever was close by…"

"…We'll never know, but we'll have to try something. Poor Coatlicue. She's all alone… out in that different world alone." Atalanta fumbled when Flora spoke those words. She closed her eyes slowly, head lowered.

"Cue… Please, dear sister, be safe…"

-x-x-x-

Link had been staring at the woman for hours in the night now, watching her sleep soundly in his bed. As he predicted, she had shown no injuries or anything; her skin and body were completely unscathed, and beautiful. He sat in his chair, hands clammy from worry and nervousness, his eyes fixated on the young lady. He could tell she had an affinity of the element of water, much like the Zoras did. Could she be a child of a Zora and Hylian? It literally seemed like it; she probably had the aura of the fish people, and her angelic appearance of the predominate species of the land.

"If I didn't know any better, she could be a goddess for all I know…" Link said softly to himself, taking a deep breath. It was getting late, he knew, and he also needed sleep. Work was in store for him tomorrow, and he would have to get up early to do the assigned chores. "I better get to sleep." He told himself, but he couldn't keep his eyes off the woman. She was enchanting, and her lips pursed together, he could imagine a beautiful tune of which she would hum and chime, lulling him in further. And her legs, they felt so tender when he touched them to lift her from the spring earlier…

Wait… Why am I thinking these thoughts? A hero shouldn't be doing that. He told himself, again. He mentally slapped himself out of the degrading trance, and decided to sleep downstairs on his comfortable rug. Taking some extra blankets with him, he slowly went down the ladder, laid out the blankets, and lied down. I just have to wonder where she came from. It isn't like anyone with such a regal aura like hers would have came from nowhere just to be in the bath of the Light Spirits. Link couldn't sleep. His thoughts trailed to the woman again, worried for her and because of his other feelings. The sounds of wildlife dying down outside was his ticket to being lulled by the absolute silence. He forced his eyes to close, and in the next few minutes, he was out like a light. Perhaps… I will find out more…about her tomorrow morning… That is, if she wakes up…

I know, another crossover from me, but there weren't any for Legend of Zelda and Golden Sun. Just wanted to fill the void. Ahem. For those of you who have played Twilight Princess and Dark Dawn, this might be for you. The only spoilers would probably be for Twilight Princess, as you probably guessed. The Djinn Summons are made to be goddesses and all in the realm of the Jenei (above Weyard, much like the goddesses of Hyrule). The Djinn are their pets. Yay for imagination. Also, this is multichapter-ish, I will update this one, I promise. It's been on my mind since Dark Dawn. The summons were so awesome. Anyway, leave a review if any wish. No flames, please.

Updated: 1/14/2014