A/N Hey guys! I know I need to update SSCR, but this idea popped into my brain a while ago. I'm pretty proud of it. Took me most of the day to write this. :)

See you at the bottom!

The early beams of sunlight were cast upon the small island, the long twin rocks making shadows on the ground. The few patches of grass and the lone yellow flower seemed to glow along with the lime green grass. The sunlight reached a window, where a red haired girl began to stir.

The girl rubbed her jade green eyes and looked out the window. The sun was coming up over the clouds, turning them a pale yellow-orange, the same color of the bricks of her house. It was a perfect time to go flying.

The girl yanked off her nightgown and threw on a sleeveless emerald green dress and grabbed her dark forest green sweater off the wooden rocking chair in the living room. She pulled a comb through her curly hair and ran out the door, pulling her brown boots on as she went, her dress flapping at her ankles.

Her sunset red hair shimmered in the early morning sunlight as she ran across the tiny island and jumped off the edge. Her whistle echoed across the sky and a flash of green caught her eye.

The girl smiled as she landed on her loftwing's back. Like all loftwings, the belly and the edge of the tail and wings were white along with the orange beak, the rest of the loftwing's body was a slightly darker shade of her sweater.

They soared across the pink-orange sky, cutting through the clouds as they flew. She could make out a dim outline of Skyloft in the distance if she squinted, along with some loftwings circling the large island. She saw more than usual, some landing and some flying. She decided that the night patrol was finishing up and the day patrol was starting.

She flew a little farther away from Skyloft. She had never truly been among those people. She was there a lot in her younger days. She never was at home there. Her home was an island northeast of Skyloft, southeast of Beedle's Island. She had lived there all her life and had no plans to move the any other island.

She used to be there all the time, talking to the shopkeepers and playing with the other children her own age. She knew many people on that island and they knew her. She was a frequent visitor.

Then her father's accident happened.

She was 10 years old and she was stroking her newly acquired loftwing. The Loftwing Gathering had been a few weeks before. She looked up to see her father coming out of the house. She waved to him and he came over.

"How are you doing sweetheart?" he said, looking at her loftwing.

"Great!" she smiled. "I can't wait to go flying!"

Her father bent down to ruffle her hair. "I thought you might want this." he said, placing something in her hand.

She opened her palm and saw a scarlet beaded necklace that was the perfect size for her loftwing.

Her smile turned into a wide grin as she hugged her father tight and whispered her thanks in his ear. Her loftwing let out a loud caw, startling them both. The bird seemed to grin as they began to laugh, rolling around in the grass. Their laughter seemed to echo across the sky as they failed to get a hold of themselves.

Her father's laughter began to fade, but his grin didn't. He stood up picked the giggling girl off the ground and spun. The girl's laughter turned into shrieks of joy that brought her mother out of the house. When she saw the scene, she too began to smile.

The mother plucked the girl out of the father's hands and set her on the ground. The girl resumed stroking her loftwing as her parents began to talk.

"If it's not too much trouble, can you pick up some potion from Luv when you go to Skyloft today?" her mother asked.

"Which one?" the father replied.

"The Heart Potion. I'm completely out."

"Sure, but why?"

The mother eyed her daughter. "Because of that girl over there."

They both laughed.

"Alright honey. Anything else you need?"

"No, that's it. Thank you." She said, kissing her husband on the cheek.

"You're welcome."

"Well, I guess I'll get going." Her father began to walk to the edge of the island.

"Wait dad!"

The girl ran after her father, trying to catch up.

"Can I come with you, dad? Please?" the girl begged, her eyes glittering.

"I don't think that's such a good idea-"

"Dad, please? I really want to go flying!"

"You haven't had your loftwing very long sweetie. I think we should wait." Her father said.

"I really want to fly though!"

Her father turned to the mother. "What do you think?"

Her mother shrugged. "It's okay with me, as long as she listens to you."

The father turned to his daughter. "Alright, you can come."

The girl cheered. Her loftwing looked like it was smiling again.

"But!" the father added. "You need to listen to me. I don't want you getting hurt."

The girl nodded eagerly.

Her hair streamed behind her as she whistled for her loftwing, her father doing the same. The girl wanted to scream with glee. She was flying!

She looked at her father, who was smiling at her.

"Just follow me!" he called.

She nodded and they headed to Skyloft.

She noticed it was getting harder to fly about halfway to the island. Her father was obviously having no problems, but she was trying to maintain control.

She narrowly missed crashing into wind portal. Wind portals were known to send you on a gust of wind so you could go to your destination faster. Beginners were warned not to use them until they had more experience because of the dangers of falling off the loftwing.

Across from her, her father began to frown. The girl guessed that he was having problems as well.

"You all right?" he called.

"Sort of." She responded.

"We're almost there. Just hang in there!"

Her loftwing was beginning to sway from the wind. She gritted her teeth and tried not to fall off.

The sky was still blue, but she knew something was up. She had never experienced such high winds before. Then again, she had only been flying for a short time.

Her hair whipped around her, blocking her from seeing. She yanked her hair back and saw a wind portal.

It was now or never.

Her hair was yanked behind her as the wind carried her to Skyloft. She had never been so happy to see the island.

They both managed to arrive in one piece.

The winds were still high on Skyloft, but not as high as they were in the sky. They saw the knights struggling to stay on their loftwings as they attempted to land. The people of the island had been ordered to stay inside.

They managed not to fall off the stairs going up to the Knight Academy and they got inside safely.

She didn't remember much about the rest of the day. She only remembered that she stayed at the Knight Academy, while her father stayed at the Bazaar with Gondo, who was working on some sort of robot.

She did however, remember what happened that night.

She was sharing a room with a redhead and a blonde, both of them girls. The redhead was staring outside, watching the setting sun. They had names, but she couldn't remember them.

"C'mon! Can the sun set any slower?" she muttered.

"I told you a million times not to do it! Don't!" the blonde said worriedly.

"Do I listen?" the redhead said with a grin.

"No." the blonde sighed.

"Am I missing something here?" the girl asked.

The two girls looked at each other. The blonde spoke first.

"She wants to go night flying." The blonde said rolling her eyes.

"Night flying?" the girl asked.

"Flying after dark." The redhead said acting like it was the most obvious thing in the word.

"I thought that wasn't allowed." The girl said.

"It isn't." the blonde said. "You can get in huge trouble if you go night flying."

"I've done it like twenty times and I haven't been caught yet." The redhead said smugly.

"You're going to get caught sooner or later." The blonde argued.

The redhead responded by rolling her eyes.

"What happens if you get caught?" the girl asked.

"I'm not sure." The blonde said. "I know you can get expelled from here, but that's all I know for sure."

"You could go night flying you know." The redhead said to the girl.

"Me? I can't! My father would kill me!"

"Don't worry about your father." The redhead replied. "You'll be fine!"

"Who else is going night flying?" the girl asked.

"Most of the boys downstairs." She said simply.

"Don't go night flying! Please!" the blonde begged.

The redhead turned to the blonde. "It's fun. You need to try it! Besides, your dad's the headmaster! No way would he expel his daughter!"

"Says you." The blonde muttered.

The girl dozed off as the two continued to argue about night flying.

The girl felt herself being shaken as she woke up.

"C'mon!" It was the redhead. "Let's go!"

The girl saw that the blonde was awake as well.

"What if we get caught?" the girl asked.

"Then I'll take full blame." The redhead replied.

"I don't know how you dragged me into this…" the blonde said.

The redhead just grinned.

Outside, they met up with another blonde, this time a boy. He was also with a brown haired boy that looked like he didn't want to be there.

"Hurry!" the redhead girl whispered, giving out black bandanas. The blonde haired girl stared at the redhead.

"Why do we need them?" she asked quietly.

"Because from above, we'll look like black dots. They'll mistake us for trees. Now hurry up!"

The five walked around the island, avoiding anything that cast light. The kept walking until they came to a cave.

"Come on!" the redheaded girl said. The four followed with doubts.

The girl slid on some slime once or twice in the cave and the brown haired boy fell in a puddle of water. Other than that, there were no incidents.

Outside the cave, they were sheltered from the above. They followed the redheaded girl until they saw a diving platform. Without any hesitation, the redheaded girl dived off the platform to the sky below.

She gave a low whistle that could only be heard by a loftwing. The birds were known for their sharp hearing that no other creatures could match.

One by one, each of the kids followed the redheaded girl's lead. The girl was the last one to go.

She took a deep breath, and then jumped.

They all dove into the cloud barrier. While they couldn't go past the barrier to the fabled surface world, they could fly in it.

When they were a safe distance from Skyloft, they flew a few inches over the cloud barrier.

The redhead girl was smiling. "See?"

The rest of the night was a blur.

In the morning, the girl woke up to voices in the hallway. The redhead and the blonde girl were already listening, ears pressed against the door, looking through the keyhole. The headmaster was talking to one of the teachers.

"Do you think he was mistaken?" the teacher asked.

"I highly doubt that. The knight said it was happening frequently." The headmaster replied.

"Yes, but everyone knows they aren't allowed to do that!" the teacher argued.

"I know that very well Owlan. But someone was out flying last night, the knight is certain about that. A few other knights saw similar things."

All three girls caught their breath.

"Should we add more people to the night patrol?"

"When we are certain I think."

The voices drifted down the hallway as the girls looked at one another. They made a silent agreement not to fly at night for a while.

The girl said her goodbyes to the two other girls as she jumped off the diving platform with her father.

Looking down at the cloud barrier, she couldn't believe she had gone night flying.

The girl didn't notice the wind picking up as she stared out into the sky, trying to remember the details of the previous day until a gust almost knocked her off her loftwing. From her right, her father was looking at the sky.

They were caught in a freak summer storm.

The sky turned dark as rain poured down from the heavens. Lightning light up the sky, and thunder pounded against the girl's eardrums. Her bird began to screech.

Another gust of wind sent her nearly flying off her loftwing. She managed to stay on.

Her dad wasn't so lucky.

The girl screamed as her father fell off his loftwing. He managed to land on one of the stray boulders floating around in the sky. But it was only a matter of time before he fell off.

His poor loftwing flew to the boulder to try and save him, but the winds smashed the bird into the boulder. The bird tumbled out of the air and the girl watched in horror as the brown bird dropped out of sight.

Her father was beginning to slip off. The girl tried to get close, but there was no way to get to him. The winds would either push her off course or smash her into the boulder.

Her father slipped off. He would have fallen, but he managed to grasp the edge of the boulder. He began to sway with the wind.

Tears streamed down the girl's face. She knew her father would die.

"Sweetheart." Her father yelled against the wind.

The girl sobbed.

"Tell your mother I love her."

The girl nodded through her tears.

"I love you Amber!"

And at that moment, her father fell.

She dived for her father, but he was falling too fast.

"I love you too dad!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face.

Her mother was wracked with grief. She held her daughter close, both of them crying. He was gone forever.

A year later, her mother fell ill with a fever. Amber was there by her side, talking to her, caring for her. But no matter what she did, she couldn't bring down her fever. It became worse, and by the time Amber came with a doctor, it was too late. All she could do was hold her mother's hand as the light faded from her eyes.

A loud screech brought her back to reality. She swerved to avoid a twister. They had been popping up in the sky frequently these days. Thankfully, all they could really do was knock you off your loftwing, with plenty of time to call your loftwing again.

Still they were pretty irritating.

The sky had turned to a powder blue, the sun a pale gold ball over the horizon. Amber sighed and turned her loftwing back home.

She looked down at the cloud barrier, where her father and his loftwing had went under. Did they die when they hit the cloud barrier? She had no way of knowing.

"They could have gone down to the surface." Amber realized.

It was too much to hope for.

"Watch out!" someone yelled.

Amber almost fell off her loftwing as someone crashed into her from the left.

"Whoa!"

She twisted her head to see who smashed into her and came face-to-face with a blonde haired boy riding a Crimson Loftwing.

The fact that he had a Crimson loftwing amazed her, but made her no less annoyed that he had crashed into her.

She gave the boy a dirty look and flew off with a burst of speed.

"Hey wait!" the boy cried, flying after her.

Something fell off his loftwing. He dove down to retrieve it, but Amber got there first. He had dropped a book.

"Thanks!" the boy called. "Can you give it-"

Amber took off, the book clutched in her hand.

"Back." The boy finished, chasing after her.

Amber did everything to throw him off, loops, twists, turns, but he was quite the flyer. Within minutes he had snuck up behind her and grabbed the book.

"Thank you." He grinned, putting his book in his satchel. "Sorry about crashing into you earlier."

Amber scowled.

"No hard feelings, right?" he smiled.

"Sure." Amber grumbled.

"Well someone's grumpy!" the boy said, sky blue eyes mischievous.

"Shut up." Amber snapped. This was the last thing she needed.

"I'm Link. Who are you?"

"Amber."

"Haven't seen you around before. Where do you live?"

Amber raised an eyebrow. "Nosy much?"

Link chuckled. "Sorry."

Amber rolled her eyes and pointed. "Over there."

"Not much to follow."

Amber laughed.

"Link!"

Amber turned her head to see a girl with blonde hair on an indigo loftwing flying towards them at top speed.

"I've been looking for you everywhere! Owlan says he needs to talk to you pronto!" the blonde haired girl said.

"Alright then. See you around Amber." He grinned and he and the blonde haired girl took off on their loftwings. Amber smiled, and then turned her loftwing around. Time to go home.

A/N So how do you like it? Should I continue with this or should it be a longshot? You decide!

-Princess Aleada