The Final Journey

by CrazyTay

Link, Zelda and Gannon have gone through the same story many times in many lifetimes. But after so many tries, the goddesses have realized they need to find a method that will last. Something that will retain the balance. But what?Din decides to tell the three who they are instead of forcing them to fight pointlessly. Will it work? Or will history repeat itself,again?M for violence

I do not own the Legend of Zelda

"We can't do this! His soul has suffered enough!" A great woman with forest-green skin and emerald hair that seemed to blow without a breeze snapped. Her glittering eyes shifted between the other two women angrily as they sat with equally enraged expressions.

"We must! If we do not this one last time, I'm afraid the world will suffer," the woman with icy-blue skin and violet hair that flowed perfectly to her waist responded. The golden skinned woman with fiery hair sat silent. Her sisters had bickered and bantered back and forth for years about this. Farore, the green one, had been against the idea set by Nayru, the blue one the moment she'd voiced it. Din hadn't spoken since. For fifty years, since the death of the brave and noble hero Link's death, the world had found a balance between evil and good. All is as it should be. However, Nayru had foreseen an interruption in this balance and thus the argument was born.

Farore slammed her fists down angrily, "No Nayru! Link's soul has found no peace! If we do this again he will not be reborn again! He will die completely forever, is that what you want?"

Farore glared at her sister intently, "need I remind you, that the mortal I am connected with will die as well? As will Din's! We are all making a great sacrifice here! Not just you!"

Farore's jaw tightened and her fists tightened. Din wasn't sure if she was going to survive this argument or not. "And need I remind you sister," she spat the word, "that no one agreed to make this sacrifice! Din!" She looked up to the woman addressed, "Are you willing to risk your mortal's soul? He doesn't deserve this either! He least of all!" She begged her with her glittering eyes to understand. Din did understand, but she didn't wish to side with either of them. The three goddesses have meddled with Hyrule for long enough, and it clearly isn't working. It's always the same routine; Farore connects with a peasant fetus and Link is born, Nayru connects with a royal fetus and Zelda is born. And Din searches deep and long in the darkest, deepest realms to search for the soul she must bring back in order to make everything happen. Link fights, Gannondorf falls, there is peace. And a few generations later, they do it all over again. Din was tired of it. Why can't the mortals work themselves out for once?

Din sighed and uncrossed her arms, walking to the great table her sisters had been yelling over for years, and placed her hands on the smooth surface. "I believe we should take a new what Nayru says is true, and our mortals do only have one life left, we must use them wisely and give them some time to live their lives as full as they can."

Nayru folded her hands and looked Din over with the wise expression that resembled Zelda so much, "And what do you propose?"

Din half smirked, something her mortal did as well, "I suggest we tell them everything. We tell them about their past, about their lives. About who they really are. We each bring our mortals to life one last time, and when they are of age, we go to them. Agreed?"

Nayru and Farore looked at each other with puzzled expressions then back to Din. Farore blinked a few times before responding.

"Would that really work?"

Din crossed her arms again and nodded, "It will. I've had many millennia to plan this, so it had better work. Besides, anything's better than listening to you two for another twenty years," she threw back as she retreated to her chambers, leaving her sisters to absorb what she'd said.