Chapter One: Darkened

It had been eight years now, and Link was now sixteen. Rastra and her handsome mate, Gav, were both twenty five now, and they were proudly watching Link grow. Rastra had been right in thinking that Gav and her pack would accept Link. After hearing what she had to say about his manner of arrival they had brought the Hylian Wolf Walker into live with them and he began to grow up happily in their village. For a time he still felt lonely and abused, but he soon forgot that and grew to love these Wolf Walkers as his own family. They had accepted him though he had been thrown out of his old home.

As he had grown he found physical activity was nearly natural to him. He grew strong in both of his bodies and his mind grew with it. He became fearless and one of the most powerful hunters the pack had. He was also great with a sword in his human form, and he loved speaking to animals about unimportant things when he wasn't hunting them. The animals and Wolf Walkers were on good terms, and the prey understood that the wolves had to eat to survive. So wolf became strong and lean, making friends among those that were like him.

The Twili however weren't scared of Wolf Walkers like Hylians were, and word soon traveled of the odd Wolf Walker that had come to live with the pack nearest to the border. Wolf Walkers and Twili alike came to see the strange creature, and they were fascinated by him. They were even more fascinated to learn that he was Hylian since they hadn't known that the Hylians had Wolf Walkers. Once the excitement died down though and the newness of the young wolf wore off people were back to business as usual, leaving Link to live as he was here.

However Link had a bad habit of sleeping in. Like the other Wolf Walkers of this pack, he was never in one form for the whole day. Sometimes he was a human, still just a little short for his age but strong and well tanned even under the eaves of these dark trees. Sometimes he was a wolf, a huge one that stood around three feet tall to the shoulder, hide a wide chest, proud muzzle, and firm prancing gait. His wolf form dwarfed any of the Twili Wolf Walkers, and they were both surprised and pleased to find his wolf form was so large while the boy was so small.

Link was in his human form now, sleeping in a cot at the back of the house that he Rastra and Gav lived in. Though they were called a pack, they lived in houses like other Twili and Hylians, though their settlement was in the middle of the forest. The sun was well up and Rastra and Gav had left for the day to see what needed to be done around the village. Link was sleeping in a rather haphazard position, threatening to fall with every breath that left frame. Then there came a joyful bark from the window which made Link yelp awake and go tumbling out of the cot.

Link shook his head and rubbed it a little, holding the aching body part in his left hand as he looked up at he window. A small muzzle greeted him, panting happily and obviously the female Wolf Walker was wagging her tail at him. Link sighed but gave Halia a small smile as he looked up at her.

Halia was a small Wolf Walker, but one of Link's best friends. She was a lighter gray color than most of the black colored Wolf Walkers, and her underbelly was a light mint green. Her markings stood out clearly and there was a long reddish orange line running down her back from where it began between her ears. She also was a bushier looking creature than Link's wolf form. Upon seeing him awake she laughed and leaped through the window. In her place came a male Wolf Walker's face, also the same age as Link and Halia, and there was an unamused look on his face.

He was the darker black color with a blue underbelly. His markers were almost faint, and his eyes were red unlike Halia's which were yellow. He had a bright orange tip on his tail. He also, like many Twili Wolf Walkers, was a bushier looking creature than Link. Like Link his muscles were well defined under his coat, and he was the second biggest in the village, next to Link of course who still dwarfed him. Halia was a small and pretty she-wolf. This was Hoan, who was Link's other best friend. He waited outside patiently.

Halia leaped onto Link, wagging her tail and laughing as she licked his face. Link laughed and pushed her off, standing. Hoan outside sighed at her overenthusiastic response and gave Link a look that plainly said "don't encourage her". Link gave him an apologetic smile before turning to look at Halia again.

"Did you have to wake me up so rudely?" he asked.

"Well it is almost noon," Hoan pointed out.

"Besides," Halia said. "It's our turn to go hunting. This time the three of us can go by ourselves. We're a small hunting party, but I'm sure we can catch something." Hoan shook his head.

"Halia's been bouncing off the walls since dawn this morning," he said.

"So can we go now?" she asked, flashing Link the biggest puppy dog eyes she could manage. Link pretended to think about it for a minute.

"I don't know," he said. "I think I'm still tired."

"I'll nip you if you try to go back to sleep," she said. Link laughed.

"Alright, alright," he said. "We can go now. Just let me find Rastra and Gav and tell them that we're leaving."

Link pushed Halia gently back out the window, who began bouncing up and down with excitement again. Hoan sighed and put his paw down on her tail to keep her from bouncing too much, but she ignored him. Link quickly went to the back room and got dressed and ready for the day. Then he opened the front door. Once outside he changed into his wolf form and nudged the door closed with his nose.

Halia ran into him then, but it was like hitting a solid wall of muscle and she toppled back down to the ground. She ignored this though and just giggled. Then she jumped back up and wagged her tail at him. Link gave her a little smile as Hoan shook his head at the two. He stood and his tail gave a little flick.

"Well come on then you two," he said. "Let's go find Gav and Rastra then."

The three wolves turned and began making their way through the village. Here it wasn't uncommon to see people going about their daily lives, walking on either two legs or four. They were polite with one another and smiled as they passed. The Twili walking around were much like their wolf forms, having blue or mint green skin, black or gray markings as well as green or blue, yellow or red eyes, and usually red, orange, dark brown or black hair. They were very Hylian in their looks and all had pointed ears like he did, though pointed ears in Hyrule wasn't the norm. They smiled at the three young wolves and otherwise continued as was normal here.

They made their way through the village, which was little more than a collection of huts that ran through a clearing in the forest. There was a river not nearby, but it was now swollen with the snow melting off the mountains and flowing through it. The current was now fast and strong, and the Wolf Walkers knew not to venture towards it. On the other side of the river the rest of the realm lay, and sometimes the Royal Family was known to come to the river here. It was a sacred place for the Twili. It was known of the River of Desire. It was said you could wish into it and have your wish granted, be it good or bad.

The village still reminded Link of his home. Ordon had been much the same way, only with a small brook running through the middle of it. The air was the same here, full of trust and love. It felt like a nice place, one where you could be safe and warm. The thought darkened Link's face for a minute, until Halia nipped his side for taking too long. He playfully nipped her back and he remembered that he wasn't in Ordon anymore, and those people could never hurt him again. He didn't want anything more than this simple life, among a people who didn't care that he changed into a wolf. The Twilight Kingdom was proving to be a much happier place to live for the young Wolf Walker. He raised his eyes to look through the crowds for Rastra and Gav again.

He spotted Rastra near the house where the Alphas stayed. Gav was in his wolf form, a medium sized wolf that was gray with a light blue underbelly, bold markings and yellow eyes. He was facing the two Alphas, Tor and Fen. Fen as a medium sized male wolf that had come to power because of his lineage of pack leaders. He was black with a dark blue underbelly, faint markings, and odd orange eyes. He had a large orange marking on his back as well. Tor was the largest female in the pack, and was one of the best fighters. She had black fur with a light blue underbelly, bold markings, and yellow eyes with red pupils like Rastra.

Rastra was in her human form, and she was beautiful. She was average height for her age. She was thin and her body wasn't all that shapely, but still had a womanly form. She wore no shoes like most of her people, and she wore a simple dress. Her hair was a dark red and long, hanging unfettered behind her back. Part of her body was black and the other green, and down her legs and arms her markings were clearly shown on her skin. She looked up and saw Link coming towards her, leading the little hunting party forward. A bright smile touched her face, and Link felt himself smile too. She had been like his mother for a long time.

Gav looked up, and his tail wagged invitingly as he spotted the three young wolves. The Alphas raised their heads to look at them, and the small hunting party approached fearlessly but respectfully. The Alphas were well loved for being both kind and wise, and the young wolves knew this well. They paused before them and Tor circled them, looking them up and down. She seemed satisfied by what she had seen. Fen then came forward and greeted each of the young wolves by grasping their snouts gently in his mouth then releasing them.

"Good luck with your hunting," Tor said. "And may the goddesses give speed to your feet."

"Leaving now?" Rastra asked. "Good luck then. Make sure you're back unhurt, even if you don't catch anything."

"We'll be careful," Link promised.

"Just make sure you stay on this side of the river," Gav warned. "Only cross if you absolutely have to."

"There's rumor that something odd is going on," Fen explained. "On that side of the river. A revolt against the Royal Family. We're going to stay out of it as much as possible."

"Why would anyone want to revolt against the Royal Family?" Hoan asked.

"Everyone loves them," Halia added in her innocent way.

"We're not sure," Rastra replied. "But don't get involved with anyone on that side of the river unless you have to."

"We understand," Hoan said for all of them.

With that Fen and Tor nodded their heads, indicating that it was now okay for them to go. The small hunting party then turned and quickly left the village. Even Link felt excitement sparking through him. The Alphas had been wary here lately, and none of the younger wolves, even those like these three that were already adults, were allowed to travel far outside the village themselves. The fact that they had relaxed enough to let Link and the others go outside the village to hunt by themselves was rare. They were determined to prove their trust in them and that there was nothing to fear outside their village walls.

Soon within the forest the gate of all three wolves changed. It was no longer the happy and playful gate they had shown to the others of their kind. Suddenly their heads dropped, their ears pricked forward, their noses twitched. Their flanks quivering as they walked, their paws completely silent on the floor as they passed like wraiths through the realm they knew best. Their eyes became hard and focused, and they were prepared to kill. The forest fell silent as they passed, realizing that now they were not kind or in the mood for talking. They were hunting, and the whole forest went quiet with every step they took. This was now the realm of the hunter.

The three young wolves walked nearly completely in unison, their smooth flowing gait now helping as they wanted to make as little sound as possible. They were hunting now, and the less sound they made the better. They wanted to surprise their prey. But they also wanted to bring home something big enough to feed at least most of the village, so that meant trying to find a deer or another large animal that would work. That wasn't going to be easy, and it was going to mean a lot of hard work. They dropped their noses to the dirt and set about their business.

It was Halia who first found the scent, and she alerted the others by raising her tail and letting out a snarl. All hyperactivity and playfulness was gone from the young wolf, and the other two turned to also pick up the scent. Both young wolves felt their noses wrinkle and their flanks twitch at the smell of the meat. It was a young doe, and she was injured in her front hoof. She would be slow and easy enough for them to run down, as long as there were no bucks around. They all let out low and hungry growls and turned to follow the scent.

It led them further away from the village and towards the river that flowed beyond their pack boundaries. The young Wolf Walkers were aware that they were told to not cross the river, but they also knew that the injured doe wouldn't be able to cross the river either. They had a good bet that the doe wouldn't be trying to cross even if they chased her towards it, not unless she would rather die in the water that by the teeth of wolves. That though wasn't the way that animals worked. They realized that they all needed to live so the prey put up a fight but when they realized they had been cornered they would not seek another end. Confident in this the wolves traveled on.

They found her in a clearing. She was a pretty little red doe, and she was thoughtfully munching on grass as she sat there and ruminated in the little light that could pierce this forest. The wolves approached her cautiously, hoping to catch her as much off guard as they could. They were all silent, deadly so. But then the wind shifted directions and brought the scent of the wolves right to her large nostrils. Her body twitched and she turned to stare at them with wide eyes. She slowly stood, her tail flipped up, a warning flag to any other deer that were near enough to see her.

For a moment there was a silent struggle of wills. The doe was trying to decide whether she should fight or run. The wolves were waiting silently for her to decide, respecting her decision. She seemed to at last decide. With a plaintive snort she turned and ran, limping badly but still fast. The wolves were soon off in hot pursuit.

Halia, being the smallest and fastest, was out in front. Hoan came up close behind, and Link was in the back of the pack. But all three felt a sense of freedom coursing through their veins. This was what they were so used to feeling, the ability to run where they would and chase their prey until it satisfied them and they got their kill, or to enjoy the beauty of nature and stop and speak to any animal that happened to pass them by. It was the pure joy of living through nature. There were dangers of course in the wild, but they had long learned how to survive and carry on. They were a hardy breed, the Wolf Walkers, and they were proud.

The little doe though was just as proud and free, and she was cunning though she was injured. They grudgingly acknowledged this when they realized that they had lost her after a while. Their noses went to the ground to try and find her scent again. For a while they were stumped on where she could have gone, but they soon found her scent again. Link turned to look at his two friends.

"You two run her down," he said. "I'm going to the river to wait. If you can't catch her then herd her towards the river, and I'll be there to help you run her down."

The other two nodded, agreeing that this was a good idea. It was easy to catch prey if you had a wolf laying in wait for it. This doe was cunning and smart, and she might realize that there was one less wolf following her than there had been before. But they were confident in their ability to catch her, and also that she was injured. She'd tire eventually, even if she never made it to the river. But Link turned and padded away towards the sound of the rushing water, ready and willing to wait.

He soon came within sight of the river. It was large and had a wide expanse, and it was the kind of place that many animals gathered when the river was less wild. Here he stopped in the edge of the trees, watching for any signs of the doe. He transformed into his human form, and he was wearing all green. A sword was strapped to his back, as was a wooden shield, and he had some small pieces of armor on as well as chain mail underneath. They didn't expect to get attacked, but everyone was outfitted similar to this just in case. Most people wore black outside of the town, but Link wore green. That was because this forest green blended in better with his surroundings than his light skin. He hid carefully in the underbrush, waiting.

He had changed to his human form for a simple reason. The doe might not scent him until it was too late, and if he was in his human form she would be less likely to bolt because she was watching a human instead of a wolf. She would be nervous of the human, but it might give him an advantage and let him get the jump on her. Here he waited, patience being key. He hardly seemed to stir at all as he sat there and just watched.

For a while, how long he wasn't exactly sure, he just sat there and waited. When he had been a pup it had been a lot harder. But now he knew that the most patient creature was often the one that was most rewarded. So he sat here waiting, watching for any sign of the doe or his friends. He began to wonder if they had already run her down or were still chasing her, when a sound caught his attention. He turned to look at the river, looking for the source of the bell like laughter he had just heard.

He saw two people there. One was a man, and Link found that he didn't really like the look of him. He seemed far too reptilian, though he looked like a Twili. He had light pale blue skin with an odd carved marking on his forehead, and his eyes were soulless and had no pupils, just being a light orange color. He wore a black robe with green markings carved into it, and the sleeves were much bigger than his arms. He was watching a girl, who obviously the laugh had come from.

She was beautiful, with light mint green skin and yellow eyes with red pupils. Her body was well shaped, and though she was only tall enough to be around his age (though she was taller than him), she had obviously fully bloomed into her full adult beauty. She wore no shoes like the rest of her kind, and there was a bracelet on both of her feet. She wore a robe looking jacket like the man, and it was black with green markings as well. It went well up onto her head, where a small diadem rested over her forehead and part of her head. Her hair was a bright orange color and it was shorter, tied in front of her chest. She wore a single long skirt with a slit that went all the way up to her hip, and her chest was open, though there was a black piece that didn't cover her entire chest. The markings on her legs and hands were clearly visible, and one of her legs was mint green while the other was black. Link had never seen a more beautiful Twili.

Though now he was watching her very carefully. She was walking among the rocks at the edge of the river, balancing on them with her arms held out to keep herself from falling in. Her male companion didn't seem to care very much that she was doing this and possibly putting her life in danger with the river so swollen. Link found that he liked the man even less now. Link stood, turning towards the river to warn the girl to back away.

But then she slipped on the wet rocks. She gave out a cry and fell into the river. For a moment she was lost in the foam, but her head resurfaced as she started fighting the current of the water. She cried out and reached for the man, but his face had seemed to darken and he didn't move.

"Zant," she cried, terrified. Zant seemed to not notice her.

Others dressed similarly to the man and girl came running though, having heard the girl shout. Link watched for a few breathless seconds, but she seemed to be having a hard time fighting against the current, and her other companions were taking far too long to reach it. Link realized he was closer, and without even worrying for his own safety, he leaped forward from the trees.

The Twili all paused, surprised at seeing the Hylian, but even more surprised to see him dive straight into the water. Link had always been one to help other people before worrying about himself. It was just in his nature. So when he heard the girl cry out and realized he was the only one who could help he didn't hesitate to dive straight in.

The water was cold from the winter snows and it nearly froze him to the core. He could understand why she was having such a hard time fighting against the already swift current. The water was freezing cold. Under the water he shifted to his wolf form, which was much larger. His coat helped fight against the freezing cold of the water, and his stronger limbs began to swim easier. But his thick coat weighed him down a bit, and it was hard seeing where he was going through all the churning water.

He swam forward though and felt the girl bump into his back. She had gone under the water, nearly out of all of her strength from the freezing water that sucked away at it. She found the form beneath her though and clung to it with all of her might, wrapping her thin arms around his neck and clinging to him. Feeling her still fighting to live gave him strength, and he kicked up with his powerful legs. Their heads broke the surface, and they both gasped for air, Link still paddling towards the edge the whole time.

"Midna," he heard echoed from in front of him.

The terrified companions were watching breathless and a little confused to see a wolf emerge from the water and not a boy, but they were desperate to see their female companion back to land safely. They feared for her, because the wolf was now fighting to keep both of their heads out of the water and drag them through the water that was even now sucking them farther downstream. It seemed like an impossible battle. But Link was never one to give up.

"Goddesses help me," Link cried.

To the girl it just sounded like a desperate growl, and she feared the worst. She wrapped her arms tighter around the wolf and prayed. Feeling this, Link felt more strength enter his limbs. He refused to let her drown. For a minute the river seemed unwilling to let the wolf break free from its grip, but the closest shore was in front of him, and his eyes were locked on it. Suddenly kicking harder Link found the river's grip loosen. Then suddenly he was free and his strong body propelled him forward. He found the shore line and dragged both himself and the girl out, who continued to cling to him and breath hard, seeming to still fear letting go.

On the shore the wolf collapsed and panted hard, the girl breathing just as hard and still keeping her arms wrapped around him. Midna's companions, around seven in all, came running towards her and calling out her name, asking if she was alright and worrying over her greatly. They peered at the Wolf Walker with some confusion and some interest, but they were much more worried about the girl. Link looked up however and saw that the man, Zant, was watching with disgust to see that the girl had lived. No one else seemed to have noticed, and no one seemed to have cared. But Link felt his upper lip curl just slightly into a snarl. That was, until Midna shook his shoulder.

Link turned his head to look at her, and found her eyes boring straight into his. She seemed to pause, watching his face for a moment. He knew she could tell that there was intelligence in those eyes, far beyond what you could usually see in any animal. One of the girl's companions, a man, then looked into the river.

"Where is the boy?" he asked.

"Boy?" Midna asked, turning to look at him in surprise, her hand still resting on the wolf's shoulder. "What boy?"

"A Hylian boy," the man replied. "He jumped in the river after you."

The girl turned then to look at Link again, and she seemed to be watching him for a moment. Then as she realized what he meant, she smiled and patted Link's shoulder as he raised himself to a sitting position on the ground. She seemed to find it amusing that the man was worrying over the boy when not realizing it was the wolf they saw. She turned to him.

"Here he is," she replied. "He's a Wolf Walker. Don't you remember that there's supposed to be one beyond the River of Desire?"

The girl's companions turned then to look at the wolf and seemed to be watching him for a long moment as well. They soon seemed to come to the same conclusion as her though, and they all bowed to him. Link found this kind of surprising. Sure he'd saved the girl's life, but he had just been doing what anyone else should have done.

"Thank you," a female Twili said. "The Twili are in your debt. This is Princess Midna, heir to the throne of the Twilight Kingdom, whom you have just saved."

This piece of information surprised Link, and he blinked a little at them. Midna gave a little laugh as she patted the wolf's head, completely unafraid of the creature. Link looked at her. Some people said that Wolf Walkers were naturally beasts and could not be trusted, but Link knew differently, and so did the Twili. In human form they were also wolf, and in wolf form they were also human. Though his pride as a wolf made him want to snap at her or pull away in the very least, he tolerated her touch because he knew now that she was the Princess of Twilight. There was no point in saving her life only to injure her right afterward.

"You look so surprised," she said. "Did you really jump into save me without knowing?"

"He has a big heart then," the male from before said, seeing pleased and smiling. Midna glanced at the man, seeming to want to retort, but then she glanced down at the wolf's left front paw. She reached forward and touched it gently.

"What's this?"

Link looked down to see what she was referring to, and was just as surprised as the rest of them. On his paw was a glowing triangle made of three smaller triangles. The bottom right one was the one that was glowing most brightly, and the other two were shaded as well but also a not as bright. He'd never seen it there before, and he wasn't sure what to make of it. But even as they watched it faded and the mark was gone. Link wondered at it. What was it? Where did it come from? He was almost sure he'd seen the same shape somewhere before. Midna looked up at him and seemed to watch his face for a moment.

"You said something in the river didn't you?" she asked. "Maybe this was how your desire was answered. I asked that someone would help me, and you came. Whatever you asked for must have been granted."

Link thought about it. He'd asked for the help of the goddesses. Was this their way of helping him? What did it mean? And why did it only appear now? He got an odd feeling about it, and he felt slightly confused. Why would the goddesses help him of all people? He knew this was called the River of Desire, and people were supposed to have their wishes and desires granted to them in this river, but why had they chosen to give him this mark? He didn't know where it had gone or why it was there. But suddenly he was wondering back at his time in the river.

Where had his sudden strength and energy come from when he had nearly been spent? Had the goddesses really helped him? He then thought of Fen's words. He was supposed to not get involved with people from this side of the river, and he had also crossed the river. He was on the wrong side and in warring territory.

Halia had asked who would want to hurt the Royal Family, and asked if everyone had loved them. Link found himself glancing at Zant and realizing that this definitely was not the case. Zant had not loved Midna, and he was willing to let her drown. Link wondered why no one else found his behavior odd, or had noticed that he hadn't helped Midna even when she called for his help. In fact he was only now very slowly coming in their direction, and he was glaring at Link. The darkness seemed to soon leave his face however, and he only stared blankly at the group ahead. Link was surprised. He seemed different now. Had he imagined all of that? A quick flash in the man's eyes though told him that he had indeed not, and he felt his loathing of the man grow.

"Come Princess," Zant said. "You must be cold. Let's leave this place."

"I want to bring him with me," Midna said. "I think father and mother would like to meet him."

"Indeed," the man from before said with a smile. "All the Twili will be thrilled to meet the savior of our dear Princess!"

"Good," Midna said. "It's settled then." She turned to Link. "You'll come with us, and you'll meet my mother and father. Don't worry they're really quite nice." She gave him a wink that Link could only blink at, unsure how to respond.

"Is it really wise to invite this creature into your home, your highness?" Zant asked.

"If he had wanted me dead he would have left me in the river," Midna pointed out.

"Even so," Zant began. "I don't think it-"

"Zant you have been my father's adviser since before I was born," Midna said with a laugh. "But I think you're overreacting this time. Trust me. He's nothing to worry about."

The Royal Family's adviser. For around sixteen years or longer? That explained why no one thought to question his odd behavior. If he had been loyal for all that time until now, why would they need to question anything? They would expect him to be the same as he had always been, and they would expect to see nothing more than a loyal and worried servant. So that's all they saw. Link on the other hand could see right though him, and he didn't like what he saw. He was worried about disobeying the orders of his Alphas, but at the same time, with as strangely as this man was acting, he didn't really think it would be that bad an idea to go along. Besides he was tired and the river was cold. He didn't want to press his luck by jumping in a second time.

He heard a whine from the other side of the river and turned to look, spotting Hoan and Halia there. They seemed to have lost the deer again, and had come looking for him to tell him this and that they should go looking for different prey. But one looking at the soaking wet Princess and Wolf Walker, and knowing what they did about their best friend, it wasn't hard to guess what was going on. They paced back and forth for a moment, and Midna turned to look as well. She smiled at them.

"Friends of yours?" she asked Link. Then she raised her voice so they could hear her over the rushing water. "You can come too if you want. But it's a long swim back."

The two friends paused on that side of the river, as if wondering what they were going to do. Then however they decided that they were going to follow Link, whatever mess he'd gotten themselves into. Halia jumped in first, and Hoan followed close behind. Halia was much smaller than either of the male wolves, but neither she nor Hoan were carrying a burden like Link had been. Both safely gained the other shore and shook off away from the other Twili. It was obvious to them what these two were, Twili Wolf Walkers, because their coloration was so odd. They had been unsure of Link because he was a much more natural color.

"All here then?" Midna asked. "Then lets go."

She turned and made her way onwards, leading the front of the pack along a path that was cut into the forest and going to somewhere with a purpose. The others followed close behind with smiles and they all turned away. Zant remained behind the longest, watching Link and the two friends. Link began to shake off as well, feeling that Zant was now glaring at him again. He slowly turned and walked away, following the group ahead of them as Hoan and Halia walked towards him. They were also watching Zant, and Link bristled a little.

"What have you gotten us into now?" Hoan asked.

"The girl seemed nice," Halia said. "But the man didn't."

"I'm not sure what's going on," Link admitted. "But the Princess of Twilight asks that we go meet her father. Hopefully we won't get into any trouble and we can return home with nothing having happened."

But as they turned to follow the group of Twili down the path, Link felt an odd shiver running through his body that had nothing to do with the cold water. Something was wrong with that man. Something was going to happen. And Link wasn't sure he wanted to find out what.