It's already late and the skies are getting dark. But I can't leave just yet...

There is still this troublesome person. I eyed the boy on the ground. He's still asleep.

I let out a sigh. What should I do? I can't just leave him here. Just because he's dressed like the hero doesn't make him one. And besides I have to find out who he is and perhaps convince him to change his clothes before Link gets his.

I poke the still mystery boy with a stick. Doesn't he move in his sleep?

I know I do. I remember finding myself on my roof once. hmm, Now that I think about it, that might be sleep walking. Or sleep climbing since I was on my roof. How did I get up there anyway? What a trouble it was going back down. I'm better off asleep than awake. Oh whatever. Ever since then I've taken the measures as to lock myself in my room every night.

What was I thinking about before? My attention comes back to this boy. There wasn't much time to think anymore and I already know what I have to do it's just–just-

A groan escaped. My house isn't really that far but do I really have to carry him ALL the way there? I know my limits and this unfortunate boy is way past my carrying capacity.

I risk a glance at the kid. Should I really be calling him kid? Even though he's lying on the ground I can tell he is definitely taller than me. He looks to be what fifteen, sixteen? At least a year older than me. Can I really carry a fifteen maybe sixteen year old over to my house?

My hands lift him up to rest on my back.

"oof" Guess there's only one way to find out.

-A Good Ten Minutes Later-

"Oh damn the Goddesses, you're HEAVY!"

The girl with ink black hair cried, dragging her find through the door. The boy really wasn't any heavier than the next hylian, lighter even. The girl was just weak. She set him down on the floor, out of breath.

"Well..." she breathed rather than said. "Looks like I made it nameless boy. Though... I can't get you on the couch. Sorry but my strength has long failed me" She flopped down on her couch and looked at him.

' What am I gonna do with you?'

A lock of hair got in her face and she heaved a blow at it. It didn't get out of the way, but it was worth a shot.

She had no idea who this teen was other than he's some kind of warrior and dresses like the chosen hero. However she knew that he couldn't be the chosen one because that boy was in Ordon going along his merry business doing whatever a farm boy does.

"Then why in Farore's name did I bring him here!" She yelled to herself.

The girl got to her feet and started half-hearted pacing (as she was still tired) in her room, something she did whenever she was in deep thought. "I could have just left him there." And leave the poor fella to fall victim to more monsters or worse, the twilight. This girl may seem cruel but she's not that cruel. The girl returned to her couch and gazed at the still sleeping boy in green.

"You know" she spoke to her unconscious guest. "Something's been bothering me ever since I saw you. You look… You look very familiar. Not in the 'I've seen them before' way. That crap's been over used and abused." She huffed.

"More like, 'I may have heard about you before in my few years of living.'" She rolled her eyes and continued watching his unmoving body.

'Argh. When is he going to get up?'

This girl hated waiting.

It hadn't even been a minute and she's already tearing at her hair again. 'Maybe I should try smelling salts or the old fashioned slapping them to their senses. Not sure if the last one will work. Or why people think that will work. If you could wake them up with a slap they would only slap you back when they wake up. Then again that does seem fun… I've never slapped anyone before. No one would ever let me.'

She turned to face him. He showed no signs of recovery.

"I can't believe a bulbin did this to you, so I won't. If you have a sword as good as the biggoron sword, which is in sparkling good condition considering it should be over a century old, then you couldn't have been done in by that lot. Even though," She paused. "I can't quite... beat them myself."

The girl paused for a moment, annoyed at herself for bringing her failure as a fighter up. Here she was talking to wasn't even conscious and yet she's managed to let him get on her nerves.

"Oh forget this. WAKE UP ALREADY!" She let out her anger as a command for the bloke to suffer.

The boy, who had not heard her yells before, responded to her. He slowly sat up and rubbed his temples. He noticed his dry throat but still he managed a few grainy words

"Where. Where am I?" The girl froze in mid-rage stomping rant. They slowly took notice of the others' presence and turned to look at each other. The two gazed at each other for a moment before they both asked.

"Who are you?"

"ow..." Link moaned. His head hurt. Not because of his fall or whatever magical side effects he was having. It was because of that oh so evasive girl slammed a door in his face.

He stared at the closed door rubbed his nose. The hero had pursued the girl with black hair all around this cramped up cabin. He would have been able to catch her and finally get her to answer the questions he's been firing at her, if it weren't for that table.

That wretched table...

He wasn't sure if it even qualified to be called a table.

It looked even less worthy of a table now that he completely trampled it. The assumed leg broke when he tried to step over it. He ended up stepping all over it trying to get it out of his way, letting the girl escape down the narrow hallway. One can see the boot prints on the wood. Link would make sure to apologize for that later as soon as she opens the door!

"Are you going to just stay there until I go away?" He wondered if his voice could be heard from behind the door.

"YES." It seems it can.

He let his head fall on the door. This girl... He didn't know a thing about her so it's wrong to judge, but so far, she's not the best impression either. He let out a patient breath. How long would he to have to wait?

It wasn't like it mattered. Link was a patient guy and he had all the time in the world. It wasn't like the world needed to be saved... again.

The Hero of Time sat down leaning against the wall opposite of the door.

Might as well get comfortable. He thought.

This cannot be happening. He can't be him. He shouldn't.

I'm facing the ceiling.

Why am I facing the ceiling? Oh. . . that's right I tripped after I locked the door running from HIM!

ARGH.

He is not my problem. All I have to do it direct him to where those whom I dare not say, and they'll take care of it. He is not my problem.

. . .

I keep telling myself that but I can't believe my unspoken words. What if I say them out loud, would that make me feel better?

Oh I hate all this sudden stress.

If I let him go as he is, he'll cause unimaginable trouble in this Hyrule. And even if he does get to WhomIDareNotSAy unnoticed he would give me away. And something tells me that Mr. Hero wouldn't dare withheld information from a possibly concerned ... faaami- oh gawd. I can't even think about it.

They aren't like that to me, not the slightest bit. The feeling must be mutual. But wouldn't they be happy to see the Hero of Time especially since they forced everyone in their lineage to- to... Actually I'm not quite sure what the other members did. As far as I'm concerned, though could have made statues of him. They sure are historic maniacs.

My overrated book is no different. It's useless and without meaning. But despite all that I still brought that forsaken tome with me!
Why In Nayru's Did I Do That!

I slammed my face into my pillow and groaned.

"What in all of Hyrule am I to do?"

1. Get him to change his clothes.

Easy enough. I have some clothes somewhere around here that will probably fit him. They were too big to fit me so maybe they'll fit him. Besides if it's still too big he can just wear it like his own dress. (yes I know it's a tunic but I've heard that Link's hate it when you say that)

2. Change his name.

...let's see. I could go anagram style. But what to jumble. His own name? LINK. nope too obvious... Hero of TIME... maybe but that's only four letters to work with like his name. Forest? Green... Oh yeah that would be rich. Mr. Forest Green. "I am here to steal your tea leaves" Oh I suck at this. Maybe he'll have a better suggestion. I'll think of this later.

3. Get him to do as I say.

It's not like I want him to, it's because I need him to. I've heard, rather read, about his nature. He's prone to getting himself and others around him in trouble and if I'm to keep him under the radar then I'll have to get him on a leash. (I wonder if I have a rope strong enough for that...)

My head is heavy now.

I'm not used to this sort of thing. Maybe I can just direct him to ThoseIWillNotName. I'm sure They'd be more than happy to help him out. Considering they dragged me into this whole hero worship business mess. They owe me more than this burden.

If only I could remember how to get there.

...

You know (Great Farore I'm talking to myself) Blondie's been strangle quiet as of late.

How long has it been since I slammed the door in his face? Come to think of it, I believe I accidentally hit his nose with it.

Oh well that's his fault. His nose not mine. I touched the one on my own face and eyed my bedroom door warily. Yeah it wouldn't stand a chance. Maybe I should dismantle it, would be easier and no one comes inside. Then again it is useful for keeping my sleep walking under control along with providing distance between me and hero boy on the other side.

What was I doing again?

Oh yes. I was going to see if he was still there.

Is he, I wonder?

The door doesn't creak when I peak through, thank Din for that but he's still there. Darn it. But-oh? is He asleep? I think I hear snoring~ Ha ha ha. I never thought I would enjoy that.

As Much as I'd like to try slapping him awake I must resist and take this chance to escape. Maybe I'll think of a better plan that doesn't involve me actually doing something.

Perhaps he'll leave me alone and find his answers somewhere else. Unlikely but still plausible. The question still remains, do I want him to find out that he's several generations in the future by asking some random passerby? Or how the Kokiri race is nonexistent to the Hylians, Goron and Zoras. That the only Gerudo left in Hyrule is Ganondorf and even he's not around, not yet at least.

My worries make my steps as heavy as my head feels. And guess what? They feel like Lead. Freaking two ton Lead.

Wonderful.

How many steps did I take? Four. One for each Goddess Hyrule has ever known.

Oh joy.

Better step up the pace if I don't want to get caught. And whadya know, just when that thought crossed my mind, I feel something warm gentle yet strong wrap around my ankle. ah yes. of course. He-

"I wasn't asleep."

I know that! GEEZE!

'That was surprisingly easy' Link thought. He had only waited two minutes and the girl was out of the door, he could have kicked down. Nothing in this house seemed to be in a good condition. And yet the rusted door hinges hardly made a sound when she came to see if he was still there. Of course he was. He wasn't as impatient as this one seemed to be.

And so Link kept his head down and his posture relaxed. Perfect acting and then some.

The extra effects wasn't necessary but he didn't know that yet. She was making an awful lot of noise. Even if he was asleep, like she thought, there was no way he would be now. This girl lacks the definition of stealth.

'Enough with the antics,' he thought and wrapped his fingers around her ankle which felt very feeble in his grasp.

For a moment it didn't seem like she noticed him so he decided to speak. Whatever muscle she had in her legs, he felt tense up. Was she going to run again? If so she was seriously underestimating his grip. As if to prove his point he tightened his hand around the joint. The girl yelped and took a swift step forward.

"Oh no you don't." Link pulled on her leg causing her to fall to the ground.

Still sitting against the wall, he dragged her by her ankle closer to him and flipped her to face him. He had to refrain from laughing when he saw her face.

The mixture of shock, bewilderment, an unknown source of dread and a sliver of fear. He was used to that though. The fear he got when he revealed how strong he actually was but having her fear him now was unreasonable. He hadn't done anything to scare her. Did he?

He did chase her around the house... And He was waiting outside her bedroom.. And now he tripped her and dragged her over to him.

Nope. Nothing to fear. At. All.

So how could she possibly be afraid?

Why is he looking at me like that? If you're going to say something then you better SAY IT!

Oh. OH! that's just Great! He's completely tuned out now isn't he.

Yup, you can tell by the look on his face that he's completely forgotten about me.

Some hero he is.

Now if only he could just let go of me I would be on my way.

Tch. Being forced to leave your own house. How indecent. I wonder if I can just crawl to the door. I've already lost most of my dignity. No point in trying to protect what's already broken.

"What are you doing?"

Oh NOW he pays attention.

What do you think I'm doing you moron? I'm trying to escape your iron grip that's what! As soon as you let go I'm going to bolt for the door. These Faron woods aren't going to be very safe in a few days anyway so I would suggest you do the same and get out of my LIFE!

"Well?" Well what? "Aren't you going to answer me." Oh goddesses no. You don't have to get closer to prove your point besides I-

"-already answered you."

"No you didn't."

"What? Yes I did."

"n-No you really didn't say a word until now. I am pretty sure about that fact."

"Listen, Don't you have more important questions to ask?"

"Oh yes you're right." Am I ever wrong? (Don't answer that) "Who are you?"

"I should be asking you the same thing." Now that I think about it he might not be THE Hero of Time. (Yes. I choose now to doubt this) He might just be some random fanatic person who apparently looks exactly like him, found all of his weapons and items, fixed them up and is prancing through Hyrule just to spite me.

That's a possibility right?

"My name's Link." And have the same name like all the heroes of legend- oh lord. My doubt is fading. (No come back~)

"Any... titles?" I just have to ask. I have to know for sure.

"Well yes. I actually have quite a few."

"Like a knight?" Why did my voice have to sound so timid? Being a knight would explain the equipment. For all I know they could be selling replicas of big goron swords I don't know what going on out there anymore. . . I should stop giving myself false hope no matter how comforting.

"No."

"No?" Don't tell me. "Then what excuse do you have for being armed? This kingdom is at peace." Until next week that is. Next week we are scheduled for the following forecast of evil domination. Dark demeaning skies. Pale and shadowy backgrounds. High percentages of twilight monsters tearing up everything we hold dear in every singe area known to Hylia.

Oh and did I mention a psychotic maniac is going to declare himself king with the power he got from a nearly dead thief in which he calls a god.

"I guess this does need some explaining huh?" Did he just look, Disappointed?

What, do you want the world to be at war or something? Because it will in 7 days time. Bet he'll have a ball then.

"I'll tell you why but it's kinda hard to believe." He let go of my ankle but I can't make my legs move. I need to hear it from him.

I nod signalling for him to go on. I wouldn't have made it anyway.

"I used to be called. . . A Hero of Hyrule, The Hero of Time."

So it is him...

"What's wrong?"

Oh woopty bloody doo. Looks like I won the lottery. I stand and he follows my lead, curious to why my expression is as it is. I am not in the mood to deal with this curious soul, even though I'm going to have to later. I give him a 'don't you dare talk to me look' and guess what.

"So who are you?"

He ignored it. I feel my eye twitch, a habit I haven't bothered to get rid of.

"You mean my name?"

"Yes, and a title, if you have one seeing as you asked for mine and all."

"My name is...Serena." Unfitting actually, it meaning peace and tranquility. But this is the name I've been using since then so it's what I'm going to go with. "And as for a title I don't have one."

"Serena, huh? How... Unfitting."

"Hey did you get to pick out your name?" This is a little hypocritical because I did get to choose, but who cares. I had limitations to choosing that's good enough.

"Good point."

He's listening to me, that's a good sign. I take a seat and thankfully he doesn't do the same. I don't think I would be able to stand him sitting next to me. Instead he asks another question.

"Where am I?"

"You're in my house." I say as patiently as I could manage.

"Why?"

"I brought you here."

"Why?"

"Because I found you."

"Where?"

"In the forest."

"When?"

"twenty minutes before it got dark."

"Are you sure?"

"No I'm never good with time."

"Is there a town nearby?"

"Ordon village, a few days away."

"Take me there." He said rather patiently.

"What did you say?" Did I hear that correctly?

"I said to take me to Ordon."

"Why?"

"I don't really want to burden you any further so if you don't mind would you point me in the direction of that Ordon village?"

"But you can't go out there!" I jumped to my feet stumbling a bit on the rug but got up all the same.

"Why not?" He asked. How on earth did he get to the door so fast?

"Because you can't!"

"Again, I ask, Why not?" He looks at me with that stare I read about. And everything that described was true. His blue eyes bore into your inner being daring you to lie, attack, do him harm and taunting knowledge that you would never be able to pull it off. Those words don't really do it justice

"b-Because... Haven't you noticed anything strange about this place since you came here?"

"You mean your house?" He raised his eyebrow and sneaked a cough under his sleeve. "It's pretty run down and dusty. Don't you ever clean this place?"

"Not that!... and no. I don't see the need to."

"You do live here so wouldn't you like better living quarters?"

"yeah, I guess-HEY! That's not the point! I'm talking about everything else you must have seen while being here. Don't tell me you haven't noticed!" Goodness. I mean, it's been a hundred or more years since his time. I would have thought he'd seen something amiss.

"You mean the forest?"

"What?"

"Seemed like a regular forest to me. I've been to a lot of them since I left Hyrule. Must have a thing for them, forest and trees."

My jaw dropped. You have got to be kidding me. You mean he hasn't noticed he time traveled? Maybe he hasn't been here for so long. Maybe I was the one who time traveled and brought him here. No way that's beyond absurd. I'm no where near capable of that level of magic and any kind of magic makes me dizzy.

"Then again those bulbins looked strange." Link continued trying to remember what happened to him.

So if he came here, then.. Ugh I don't get this at all. He shouldn't be able to time travel at all, sure he had the Ocarina of Time, but to jump such a time gap would take more than the song of time to get over here in one piece. Not to mention he was in the middle of the forest with no other magical items or placement around.

Perhaps it's just him that's strange? There is that possibility of him time traveling left and right to different times unlike his Hyrule. But what would trigger that? Did something happen after Termina? No, no my book would have said something about that. Even though his legend didn't happen in this time exactly we still have ways of seeing the other timeline.

Hold on did I just say we? I keep forgetting to discard that word. There is no WE anymore. There is just They (ThoseWhomShallNotBeNamed) and Me. I let out a sigh. Why can't I just leave it be.

Alright what the heck is jabbing my shoulder?

"Hey... Serena. Hey." Oh it's just Link. I totally forgot about him.

"What is it Link?" I think I said that a little too spiteful. Not like it matters. He's known for disregarding remarks like that.

"What's this?" He held up something pushing it an inch from my face.

"I don't know why don't you hold it closer so my nose can get a good look."

"Sorry, Here." He pressed it into my hands and as soon as I felt the carefully woven cover I didn't need to look down to see what it was. I still don't understand why I brought this with me.

"Where did you get this?" I threw it across the room. He intercepted. Damn it. I just want that thing gone.

"It was in the cabinet over there." He pointed behind me.

"You went though my stuff?" I wanted to strangle him. "Where in the sacred realm are your manners?"

"What does it matter? You only have a few things around anyway. What is this anyway?" He looked at it like it was about to bite him. As much as I hated it, I wasted too many of my years binding and writing that thing, so don't go regarding it as a monster. Wait a minute. Didn't I lock that cabinet? That bastard picked the lock didn't he!

"It's a book." I grumbled. For a Hero he sure is rude.

"What really? It seems too large and heavy to be a book." Stop look so innocent you're no longer welcome in my house.

"Trust me, It would have been a whole lot heavier if we used Eldin wood instead of Faron for the paper."

"Isn't all paper the same?" Hell no.

"Some retain the ink better than others. Some are better suited for illustrations rather than writing. And like I said before. They can change the weight of a book such as this drastically."

"Huh, fancy that." He didn't even bother to open it. "What, exactly is this?"

"It's... Yours." It was his right? I mean ThoseIRefuseToName would have really love to have it in his hands rather than mine. I guess you could say that was all WhomIDareNotSay had in store for me. What a short destiny. Well it that's true then my pre-decided purpose has been fulfilled. Guess what I have to do now is make sure he doesn't cause any trouble.

"Mine?"

"Yes, It's yours." His eyes shifted away from the triorce imprinted cover.

"You're a Castle Guard?"

"What?" I was taken aback. Why is he changing the subject? "Where did you get that from?" He pointed behind me at the application and contract that was left hanging on my wall.

"It's different than the ones I'm used to but I know that is a guard's application. The seal is the same as the one my kingdom has."

"Oh.. yeah. That. I'm surprised you recognize it though all the stab holes." I cringed at the thought. I had a particularly hard time puncturing the paper with a fork, mainly because I kept missing. I left that there because I didn't want to touch and it covered the hole quite well.

"I wanted to be in the Castle guard, but they rejected me. Right when I bought the armor too." I had to work hard to earn the money for it. (Yes, weeks of pick pocketing)

"I'm guessing you still have the armor?"

"No one in that cowardice group is even close to my size. Who would I sell it to?" He opened his mouth to ask another question but gently closed it. "I'm pretty sure you don't want to stay in this musty old cabin for long. But before you go out and on you're way I suggest you read that book I gave you." Nothing would ever answer your questions better than that book.

He gave me a slight nod and opened it.

He flipped through the pages, sometimes pausing to look at the illustrations. He stopped at the page with a colored drawing of the temple of time. I particularly like that one myself. "Impressive."

"The drawings yes, but have you read any of the material yet?" I thought I saw a corner of his mouth frown. (What's with the $#!*& face) is what I would have said but I went with this lame question. "Is something wrong?"

"Nothing, it's nothing. Can you tell me what exactly this is?"

"Well, it is clearly a book. You know those bound pages of squashed wood." I said sarcastically. "As for what's the book about. You could say that it's about you."

"Me?" I nodded. "Why would it be about me? You just met me today how could-"

"It isn't exactly about you." I cut him off. "It's about the hero chosen by the goddesses. Not specifically just you but the people named Link, garbed in green, prancing around in dr-tunics. This book is mainly about the details of you're adventure. The People. The Places. You name it." (and I wrote it)

"But why me?" He looked confused.

A cute expression for him. Maybe I should take a picture and sell it to Hanna or Kili. I might be able to buy that pastry I had my eyes on in Sauro's bakery. If only I had a picto box. Then again I'd need some more money for that too. I could steal it. If only I was good enough to not get caught. Guess I'll have to stick with pick pocketing.

"Well, for one thing. You're the hero of time. And yes I knew who you were before I asked you all those questions I just wanted to make sure. Even though most people don't know about it here. So don't go off on the book my fa-*cough* .ly. spent so hard to make." I choked on the word family. And of course he noticed.

"You're family?" Why the hell did I have to bring it up? (Well I couldn't say ThoseIChooseNotToName out loud)

"It's complicated in a way. Doing this kind of stuff runs in the family whether we like it or not."

"Which one are you?"

"Meh. I don't even know myself." I crossed my arms which were either twitching or shaking. I changed the subject before he could ask again. "Are you done reading it? Or at least browsing it so you know enough about this place, and you won't get in trouble?"

"..." He stared at the words strangely. He didn't even ask his favorite question. Why.

His eyes moved to different parts of the page. He sighed. "No matter how long I look at this, there's a problem."

I groaned. Don't tell me he wants the cover changed. I change that freaking cover five times from red to blue to green to a different color of green back to red and finally to purple with the blue spine. If he wants that stupid color of blue changed to a different saturation I am going to suffocate him.

"Alright what is it Hero boy?" I put my hands on my knees and stared at him. I must look irritated but I don't care. He looked up at me. I think I twitched when I did a pathetic attempt to smile.

"I can't read this."

"What! It's written in plain hylian how can you not read it?"

"..." I rubbed his neck. "I can't read."

Woohoo! second chapter... Yeah I know I suck. What of it.

To my knowledge there were 4 goddesses in the Legend of Zelda. The Three who created the lands. Din, Nayru and Farore. And the one Skyward sword had introduced, Hylia, to which Hyrule was named after. Yup...