Disclaimer: I don't own Skyward Sword.

I've decided to post two chapters to begin with for this story, mainly because the first chapter was not very interesting but really just an introduction to the story, and mainly because I had already written this chapter. Please enjoy and please review :)

This is a re-draft

Unlike the day before, this day was very dreary. Light spurts of rain fell to the earth from the sky every so often, whilst in-between the wind whistled through the land, and dragged everything it passed, along with it as it travelled. The grass was soggy, and the former lushness had disappeared from yesterday. Link walked carefully on the wet grass, trying not to slip. He was rather annoyed due to the fact that he would have to play inside with Ghira today, and also by the fact that Ghira had not come to find him. As the boy walked he stared at the ground, mainly to keep his footing but also because he did not want a sudden shower of rain to splash him in the face. Shockingly, a rumbling crack of thunder growled through the open air, warning the people of the land about the oncoming storm.

'Ohhhh,' Link whined. Why did there have to be a storm as well? The boy thought. However, his thoughts were stopped when a strange smell slithered into his nose. It smelt like someone was cooking. Cooking badly, and burning the food. Burning? Link snapped his head up and saw smoke rising up into the sky in the distance. Link gasped and his eyes widened. He was frozen. That was Ghirahim's house! Ghirahim's house was on fire? Link became paralyzed with fear as he saw fiery embers dancing and consuming the hut, blackening every part as it went. What should he do? He stepped forward and then forced himself into a sprint towards the burning hut. Shouting for someone to help along the way.

By the time Link had reached the house, he was breathing heavily and a sharp pain was searing through his chest every time he took a breath, as well the effects of the proximity of the fire, which was making him sweat horrendously. People were starting to form around the house, the women screaming, and men rushed around trying to find a sufficient amount of water to put the fire out, and it seemed as fate would have it that the rain decided to withdraw from its duty for the moment as if watching the whole scene from a back seat. Link wondered why everyone was just standing there, so he decided to take matters into his own hands and rushed forward towards the fiery blaze, pushing through the bodies of the people who stood in his way, but just as he was about to reach the door; he felt a pair of strong adult arms around him pulling him back. No! Why were they pulling him away? He needed to save Ghirahim! His frustration took the form of tears as they welled up in the corner of his eyes.

'Ghira!' The young boy screamed. He kicked hysterically at the person holding him but it was useless, he could not get away, he continued to put up a fighting frenzy despite the uselessness of it, but suddenly he noticed some movement out of the corner of his eyes. He stopped struggling and abruptly turned his head to the left towards the trees that were about five feet away from the house, which was burning to the ground. His eyes flicked around trying to find the source of movement, when he locked onto a pale figure watching the house burn down behind a tree. Link's heart pounded as he realised his friend was safe. He exerted the most force he could muster on getting away from the person who held him, and succeeded; then ran like a bullet towards his friend. Ghirahim turned his head slightly as he noticed Link running towards him. But then he did something unexpected. The pale headed boy turned away from Link. And ran away.

Link almost halted in surprise but then he sped up and tried to catch his friend, which was proving difficult due to Ghirahim's ability to nimbly dodge trees and jump over logs.

'Ghirahim! Stop!' Link yelled after the boy. When he got no response, he carried on.

'Why are you running away? I don't understand, I'm your best friend!' This statement from Link caused Ghirahim to stop, almost resulting in Link running into him. Ghirahim didn't turn round but proceeded to talk.

'I know, that's why you have to stop following me, otherwise...he'll kill you' He claimed.

'What? What do you mean?' Link replied. Ghirahim turned around now and stared at Link with incredulous eyes.

'You, you're so annoying! Everyone loves you and cherishes you. But they all hate me! Well it's my turn now! It's my turn to be cherished and loved by a Master who chose me and only me!' Ghirahim yelled into Link's face. Link was extremely confused. What was Ghirahim talking about?

'Ghira...what's wrong, why are you so upset?' Link whispered. Ghirahim's goading face transformed into one of annoyance.

'Stop calling me that! I'm not a baby anymore and neither are you! All you need to know is that I'm going. I'm leaving this village and I am going to go and train for my destiny.'

'What? What destiny? What are you talking about?' Link cried in confusion. Ghirahim sighed.

'You wouldn't understand; how could you? You're only a human anyway'

'Only a human? Ghira, you're human too, what are you saying?' Link began to yell in frustration. Ghirahim just smiled sadly and then screwed his eyes shut, as if he was concentrating, and clapped his hands together, making a loud sound that echoed through the forest. Then he disappeared into thin air, in a flurry of diamond shaped particles. Link looked around the forest, and his shoulders drooped when realising Ghirahim had gone...