"Hero of Twilight… Welcome."

Link opened his eyes, but instead of seeing the roof of his home, he was in the realm of the spirits. The image of a large, pearly white building with several, violet topped roofs—the Hyrule Castle—was to his right, the image of an active volcano—Death Mountain—before him, the image of waterfalls—Lake Hylia—to his left, and the image of an enchanting forest—the Sacred Grove—behind him. "What the… Why am I here?" the blond wondered. A golden wolf with a menacing ruby red eye was behind him, breathing heavily as if it had ran for hours. Link turned around, eying the beast with wonder, but also knew who this was. "Hero's Shade." He uttered softly.

The glowing wolf howled and took shape into a decomposed body of a warrior. With a heavy blade in its left and a shield held with its right, the zombie knight stood firmly, as if still a warrior of the living. "You are wondering why you are here, are you not?" the shade asks softly, with the Ordonian nodding as his first response. "I only have encountered you when I howled by the statues to summon you. I've learned all the Hidden Skills you had for me. We… said our farewells. But, I can tell something else is up."

"Correct,young warrior. I do not have the direct details yet, but guard the woman whom you found. That is all I can tell you at this moment."

"Protect her? Is she… well, of noble blood?"

"As far as the goddesses have told me, no." the shade then materializes into something else. In its place was a male, just a little taller than Link himself, garbed in a lime green tunic, sporting shiny blond hair, long ears, and a soft face with eyes that matched Link's. The hero was taken aback; he had not been expecting another version of himself here. "…Woah."

"Surprised?" said the taller hylian, the voice sounding young and graceful. "You do look it…"

"Yeah. Just who are you though…? You look, just like me."

The young man laughed slightly. "Silly boy. I am still the Hero's is my true form, from one thousand years ago. I am the Hero of Time, your ancestor." Link, once again, was taken aback by this. His own ancestor looked like him, and he was nearly an exact, splitting image of him. Their eyes met, and Link took notice of the other hero's piercing cobalt eyes. They were filled with hope, determination, underlying courage and strength. He too held these eyes, and wondered if his own descendant would have the same shade of this blue.

"The Hero of Time. Why didn't I know that sooner?" Link sighed to himself. The apparent other Link walked up to him, sheathing his weapons and patted his descendant.

"It's all right, son. You were the only one that I could entrust my skills with. The bloodline that howls from the beast within… You share this with me. But… there is another that also has the same blood, but that person is very yet far away."

Link of the present nodded, "Then I suppose I will have to teach him the sacred arts?"

"Quite. When the time comes of course. Now Link, please heed my words and protect that woman. She holds a faint quality of the goddesses, but it is yet different. Evil has come for her and will arrive at anytime. Return to the Sacred Grove and take the Blade of Evil's Bane with you. Keep your sword and shield in hand."

"I will… Grandfather."

"…You don't have to call me that." The older Link lightly frowned and felt slightly embarrassed by such the name. "I'll feel older than I already am."

"…So you're still alive?"

"No, child. I'm very much dead. This is the form of which I died as. But, that is not important. I will return you to your dreams." The Hero of Time assumed his broken, zombie appearance, then into the wolf. It howled loudly, sending the Hero of Twilight out of the realm.

-x-x-x-

Rain.

It was pouring outside, as the sun was hidden from the world with the storm clouds. Link awakened to the sound of the raindrops hitting his glass window. He shivered slightly, as he got up and tried to stretch for the morning. "Such depressing weather…" he mumbled to himself as he watched the clouds cry outside. "Then again, it was bound to happen. Grandf—the Hero's Shade telling me things usually meant something in the past, and linked to the weather. Funny. But, he wants me to get the Master Sword that I'm sure of." He picked up his lantern, lit it and headed down the basement ladder of the house, climbing down carefully. It was pitch dark in here, and a chest was here to store his money he had acquired during his travels.

Down here, he hanged up all his accessory and items he obtained through the same said travels of a year ago. Many were items that the Hero of Time had left behind, others were new, or used; either way, they were all his and he used them well. He walked over to the back, seeing the emerald green garbs hanging carefully with a hanger on the wall. Smiling, he set down his lantern, and began to undress from his Ordon clothes and into the Hero's Clothes—which when the Hero's Shade had first met him, he was astonished and mumbled something about 'they modified my outfit'—comfortably. They fit perfectly, as they always did, and felt right. As soon as slipped on his gloves and gauntlets, a sudden stirring of someone awakening tickled his ears. Oh! The woman, I almost forgot!

Link cursed to himself as he quickly made his way back up the ladder, put the lantern out and climbed up another ladder to his bed, where the sleeping blue haired woman laid. She was moving lightly from under the blankets, her shoulders first, then the rest of her body underneath. The hylian could only stare as she slowly rose from the bed, face filled with concern. He noticed she did not open her eyes at all. He remained silent, unable to say anything at that moment, amazed by her grace. However, his low breathing wasn't as silent as his stiff body; the woman heard him, and gently smiled.

"Your heart ails for your love, young one." She said softly, turning her head in his direction. "The one you lost…is gone away." Link stood there, baffled. Her words were the truth, and yet so lovely at the same time. Carefully, she swung her legs out of the covers, her pale skin lightened up to its true color, albeit not much difference could be seen. Though, his expression changed into a sorrowful one, recalling the memory of his Midna shattering the Twilight Mirror. It felt like it happened just yesterday…

The woman felt his peculiar aura shift into that of sadness, and her sweet smile faded. "…I…I am sorry. I did not mean to cause you any grief, young one. I am sorry for peering into your heart. It was wrong of me without your permission."

"It's all right. You are…right." Link spoke up this time, pushing his confusion aside. How she did that, he'd never know. "You have done nothing wrong." There was a long pause between them, both studying the other. The woman finally nodded, after regaining her thoughts, and smiled that lovely smile again.

"Then, young one, may you grace me with your name?"

"'Grace you' with my name? Milady, I should be the one asking such the question."

"Please, Little One. Tell me your name, so that I may be indebted to you for saving my life." The woman stood up and took his hand gently as she appeared. "Please." The Hylian warrior couldn't argue back after she had pleaded. His eyes fixed themselves on her, his body wanted to tremble lightly when she had taken his hand—the left—and held onto it tightly, but it didn't. Her presence still put him at ease, like a loving mother cradling her child during the night. He liked that feeling, and embraced it into his own. With a relaxed sigh, he spoke. "I am Link of Ordon, the Hero of this land, Hyrule. Milady, may you grace me with your name?" Link went down to one knee, as he spoke the last line, in a knightly fashion.

The ocean-haired woman smiled wider, almost as if she wanted to giggle, but couldn't. "Link. Your name is a good one. I will remember it well. I am Coatlicue, the goddess bearing the Water of Life." She replied. A new sensation built up in Link and he knew it all too well. He had become infatuated with her gentleness, but it was only the start. He had to brush the feeling away, for it was wrong of him to love this woman. She was a goddess after all. "Coatlicue…" he repeated breathlessly, loving the sound of her name rolling off his tongue. The same could be said about her and his name. Coatlicue admired the name of her rescuer, and even admired the man himself. He had such unfathomable courage, boldness, strength and determination in his heart, in his aura and within his mind. Despite all the struggles and situations he had been thrown into, Coatlicue could easily feel he had overcome them all to succeed. No wonder he was called a hero; he had the qualifications of one, and deserved it.

"Link." She called to him softly, getting his attention. "You are… going somewhere, correct? May I come with you?" The hylian hero glanced at her, then to outside the nearby window. It was still raining outside, and she wasn't exactly wearing the appropriate wear for outdoors nor for the weather. Before he got a word in, she spoke up again. "Don't worry about the rain. It's all right."

"I apologize, but I don't think so. Wait here." The blond haired hylian quickly backtracked down into his basement and searched through his crates until he found what he was looking for; a long, brown cloak and sandals he used to wear when he was younger, around the age of twelve. I hope she doesn't mind. I just don't want the rough surface of the ground to hurt her feet. And, it's pouring outside. I don't know if goddesses get ill, but I rather not chance that. Satisfied with his find, he made his way back to Coatlicue, who waited patiently, still smiling warmly. She sensed his returning presence and faced his direction. "Hello, Little One."

Link instinctively answered to the unusual nickname she had called him. "Hello goddess Coatlicue. I—" he noticed her sigh and frown, and paused himself. "Is something the matter?"

"Yes. Please, Little One. You do not have to address me as 'goddess'. The title is hardly worth it. As my rescuer, you can simply call me 'Coatlicue' or just Cue, as my siblings address me as. I do not mind; treat me as if I were a friend of yours."

"I-I'm afraid I must object…"

"Please, Little One. Link…"

That pleading word and her voice got to him yet again. He sighed softly in defeat. "All right, you win, Coatlicue. But, can you call me just 'Link' then?" He laughed lightly as she nodded in agreement. "Anyway, I have brought you a cloak to cover your head and body from the rain, and sandals to protect your feet from the harsh ground." The water goddess smiled, taking the sandals first, slipping them on and wrapping the cloak around her body, tucking her long hair in and the hood behind her head. "Thank you very much, Little—oops! I mean Link."

"You're very welcome. Now then, shall we be off?"

"Yes. I will follow your guiding steps, Sir Link."

The hylian hero sighed when she gave him yet another title that he didn't deserve either. But, he didn't mind it this time, as her harmonious voice clung to him like a clawshot onto a metal rail. After strapping his Hylian Shield and the second crafted Ordon Sword, he led her outside his house, deciding to carry her on his back when he climbed down the ladder from said house, and dropped down. Link noticed Epona was gone, and her hoof prints led into the village. Ilia must have taken her to the stables with the goats, thought Link as he still decided to carry Coatlicue. She didn't object at all, only smiled.

"We have a bit of ways to get to the destination, Coatlicue. Are you sure you still want to come?" Link asked.

"I am fine with going with you, Link. I don't mind." Was her simple response.

Without much to objection, the hero headed out to the familiar path of which he knew; out of the Ordon Providence and into the Faron Providence once again. The rain poured down on them, but it was unusually softer than what it appeared to be, and it was quite refreshing. Even though she kept her eyes shut, Coatlicue could sense the lovely presence of the spring of Ordon and the enormous amounts of light power bestowed upon it from this world's goddesses. She also recognized the energy of the fairies, albeit not the same ones she had met before, but they were of the same line. The fresh smell of the forest area was charming and inviting for her, these relatively new sensations were surprising at every turn.

She could only imagine if her siblings saw how beautiful this world was…

-x-x-x-

"What? Azul, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm very positive, Ulysses. Mother Iris and Father Charon have even approved of this themselves. We must send an Adept to the Apollo Lens. It will only activate to them, the mortals." The large blue snake-like dragon spoke, his ruby red eyes focusing on the mage with seriousness. Ulysses sighed heavily; the thought of putting yet more Adepts in the way of their personal problems was becoming like a burden to him. The fact this particular issue didn't involve them made him feel rather selfish. He didn't want the humans to get involved. "Azul, please. There has to be some other way."

"I'm afraid not. The one whom sent Coatlicue to that other world was a human of this land. So, therefore, a human must be the one to claim her back."

"This… This is outrageous!" The white-haired mage slammed his fist onto a pearly white table rather hard. His eyes were closed, but he was burning deeply with rage he didn't even know he managed to stir. "We can't let the humans get involved. We will only endanger them!"

"But, Ulysses!" Flora interjected, "We have to save Coatlicue! We just can't let her stay there all alone and everything! She needs us! If we have the means of getting her back, we should use those resources. Besides, the Adepts have been through several dangers and have overcame each obstacle that stood in their way. They'll be all right!" Ulysses turned his attention to the flower girl, frowning at her reply. He still didn't approve of using descendants of the Jenei to assist them, let alone the Warriors of Vale. They had lives to live, and children to raise. Not only that, those demonic vortices that plagued the world of Weyard needed to be solved, and only the mortals could do that. The Grave Eclipse was one thing, but saving a goddess of the Jenei was another thing.

"Flora. I… I just can't put them in danger. They—"

"Are determined to do the job, no matter what." Azul butted in rather rudely, eying the fire-water mage. "Besides, I went through Coatlicue's apparent diary. She has been in love with one of the mortals for a very long time."

"…you invaded her personal property?" asked the pink haired goddess.

"Yes, I did. It was for research of where she could have gone to, and it actually made sense." The blue dragon coughed a few times to correct his scraggly voice before speaking again. "The Apollo Lens had nothing to do with her disappearance as we had originally thought. In fact, her love for the mortal caused her to descend down into their world to find him again, after the whole Grave Eclipse occurred and was purged from the land. What I could gather was that she was going to this 'Lookout Cabin' somewhere in the Goma region…and that was all she had mentioned."

"…Oh no. She has fallen for a mortal? Who is it?" Another voice interrupted the conversation. Azul, Ulysses and Flora turned their heads to the newcomer; it was a young, elven like woman with beautiful silver-white hair, round, brown eyes, soft skin and wore a long green dress. She had on red lipstick and brown, antler-like horns from her head. She slowly walked into the room, her expression read with worry. "Who is the human Cue has fallen for?"

"Cybele, I don't know. This human apparently came in contact with Light and Dark Psynergy as well, and from reading her diary, he may live at this Lookout Cabin place." Azul answered.

"Don't fret, my sister," Ulysses started, grabbing the earth goddess' attention, "She isn't with that human at all. She's…elsewhere. And, I'm sure he isn't the cause of her abrupt disappearance, or we would have known." Cybele frowned, her arms crossed carefully as it unintentionally pumped her chest over her arms. She didn't want to believe that Coatlicue, her sister, would have just up and disappeared like so. It had to be the work of a man; he must have seduced her into coming with him so that he could have her all to himself.

"I don't think I want to believe that. She must have been seduced to liking this human so much. And he took her from us. It's as simple as that." She responded rather irritably. "There's no way she could have just vanished like that. A man must have her and keeping her hidden from us. We'll find the culprit. Who is the Adept that came in contact with Sol and Luna?"

"Cybele, you can't be serious. We cannot blame a human for this—"

"Just tell me, Azul. I just want to know."

The azure dragon sighed, and called upon his powers to summon one of his pet Djinni. The Venus Djinni squeaked happily and planted the large tome in front of its master before leaving quietly. Azul snapped his claws—somehow—and the pages immediately turned, stopping at a particular page. This, more or less, intrigued the dragon deity himself. "Interesting." He muttered, catching the ears of the sibling entities nearby. "I can barely believe this."

"Who? What?" All the siblings asked in unison.

"…Two Warriors of Vale's child, an heir. His name is Matthew." Answered the elder dragon deity. All gasps echoed throughout the room, confused, worried, and stunned. "And before you ask, yes, it is the same Matthew whom we had helped when he touched our Summon Plates."

"Him? He could be the one that Coatlicue loves! We should summon him here at once!"

"Hold on, Cybele. We don't know that for sure, so don't jump to conclusions." Flora said, hoping to defend the Earth Adept for now. "For all we know, he's just the boy who helped end the Grave Eclipse and was exposed to both Sol and Luna." The earth goddess just sighed in frustration. Azul closed his book and snapped it away like magic, smiling lightly.

"Actually, bringing the boy here would do us some good. He's a suspect, and matches the description of Coatlicue's diary. He currently lives in this Lookout Cabin with his father and friends. Call it coincidence. We should bring him here at once. I'm sure Mother Iris wouldn't mind…"

"Great. Since he's of my descent, I will summon him here myself." Cybele smiled in triumph, and left for the Evocation Hall. Flora and Ulysses sighed as they followed their sister, and the elder azure dragon deity behind them all the way.

-x-x-x-

"Coatlicue, we're here." Link let the water deity down from his back gently. They were at Northern Faron Woods, were the forest dungeon was located, and where that annoying Trill bird was at. Coatlicue gaped her adorable mouth open, inhaling the scent of the fresh trees and their bark. "Ah, Link. It smells so beautiful. It almost feels like Weyard."

"Weyard?"

"Yes. It is very much like your Hyrule. It is a different world."

Link stared at her, curious. I didn't think she would be from…another world. He thought quietly to himself, careful to not feel the thought too much lest she would see them from his heart. Coatlicue had been reading his heart along the way from Ordon, and it was quite the weird experience,

"Her voice is enchanting, isn't it?" spoke the Hero's Shade's echoing voice from within Link's mind. "The way she speaks to your heart sweetly. It shows her true power. She can really soothe the ailing heart." Link nodded, agreeing with his mentor, smiling to himself. Coatlicue's very being captured him in a divine remedy, and his heart didn't feel as heavy with sadness as it used to be.

"Link. The Sacred Grove is…beyond these trees, is it not?" Coatlicue wondered, turning to him, her serene smile still upon her face.

"Yes it is. And, it's very hard to reach by foot."

"Hm… I wonder how we'll get over there?"

"I've an idea—" Link stopped talking and edged closer to Coatlicue on instinct. His ears and senses twitched, itched at him that something was approaching close, and it smelled like danger. He brandished his blade and held his shield, eyes scanning around for everything. "Coatlicue… Stay close to me. Something is coming and I will protect you." The water goddess nodded and stepped closer to her hero, curious to this presence and why it was coming. They both scanned their surrounding area, feeling the dark auras nearing them, but nothing coming their way. Link's beastly instincts kicked in; he heard an arrow being launched at them!

"Move!" He urgently grabbed her hand, forcing the healing deity with him to the right, the fire arrow whizzing past them at sharpened speed. "Show yourselves!" he yelled darkly, nearly startling Coatlicue. However, she wasn't afraid of her rescuer; she trusted him and his abrupt behavior was due to him being protective of her. Many dark cackles of monsters approached them from all angles; tall, demon men—six of them—garbed in dark, pitch black armor wielding large, matching swords and shields came from behind them, out of the Forest Temple. A set of axe-tail Lizalfos—ten of them—roared and came from the direction the two had just walked. This startled Link; he had never been in such a quarreling situation before, let alone surrounded by this many enemies.

"Hand over the girl, and we'll let you live!" shouted one of the Darknuts, an unusual one wearing a dark colored cape. "We hate to see innocent blood shed." Link's grip on Coatlicue's hand tightened, as did hers with his, and he stood his ground, narrowing his beastly cobalt eyes hatefully at the group of enemies. One of the Lizalfos—with a skull on its face—hissed when it noticed the green clad hylian's actions. "Ssssstupid human! Relinquisssh the girl to ussss!"

"No." Link replied darkly yet again. "Ganondorf is finished, so should all of you heathens. Why are you here?!"

"We're the onessss asssking the quesssstionsss around here, brat!" bellowed the Skull face lizard. The cape wearing Darknut stepped forward, making Link and Coatlicue take a step back.

"We know Lord Ganondorf was defeated by you, Hero of Light and Twilight. But, we have a new master now. He gave us purpose, a reason to live, and now he has tasked us to retrieve the maiden you have. Now, don't give us trouble and hand her over nice and easy. I swear on my sword my men won't attack you as—"

"Forget it. You're not laying a hand on her. I won't allow it." Link snapped back angrily, earning hated gasps and death glares from the group. "Get the hell out of this forest. Your kind aren't welcome here."

"Insolent peasssant! Kill him!" the Skull face Lizalfos ordered his unit, which the other nine charged head on for Link, blades in hand.

"Fool! Don't do it! You'll hurt the girl!" the Darknut roared, but the leader lizard ignored him. He was seething in anger, and wouldn't be calmed until the elven hero was slain. Link lightly pushed Coatlicue back towards an alcove-like tree nearby, shielding three attacks frontal, dodging two more from the right, two from above and from the left. The lizard warriors snarled as two at a time lunged at him, drilling their swords downward. Link easily evaded the X-attack the frontal lizards performed, managing to cut at their tails, whipping off their axe-like tails from their bodies. Angered and pained by this, both lizards raged, thrusting their blades forward like rapiers, only to be blocked by the metallic Hylian Shield.

With a battle roar, Link slashed the lizards, cutting deep, vertical wounds on the lizards at once, sending them down, paling and bleeding to their deaths. The other seven growled furiously at the sight of their fallen friends and all charged at Link together. The hylian did his best to avoid them, but two of the lizards lodged their blades deep in his thighs, pulling out quickly to hear his delicious howls of pain, and his blood spill out upon the ground. Link nearly stumbled forward, which he did to avoid a vertical slash that was aimed to lop of his head.

Three of the seven reptilian fiends grunted in victory when they drilled their blades into Link's back, stabbing his arms and watched the man's blood poison the dirt below. Link cringed, but still kept strong. He wanted to fight back, but there were too many; each other lizards piled close to him, each taking blows of their own to knock the man silly. Link held up his shield defiantly, each attack numbing his right arm painfully. He stole a glance at Coatlicue, even though her eyes were still closed, he noticed her face was contorted with absolute worry and concern. The hylian couldn't let her down.

Coatlicue… I said I would protect you, and that's what I intend to do! Link pushed back the seven lizards with incredible strength, quickly decapitating two of them. The other five backed up, infuriated by this man's persistent will to live and protect. He whipped out his Hero's Bow, loaded a bomb arrow at the same time and fired five at a time, each arrow aimed at one of the Lizalfos. They all roared as the explosives erupted upon them, shredding their bodies to bloody pieces, exposing their maimed organs onto the ground. Link was grateful Coatlicue didn't open her eyes; she probably would have been disgusted by the sight of the mess.

"Wh-what? He defeated my entire unit!" The Skull face Lizalfos bellowed, hissing in utter frustration. The cape-wearing Darknut sighed heavily.

"This was what I was trying to warn you about, idiot!" he lectured haughtily. "Now stand aside as I handle this, worm!"

Link was gaping for air in exhaustion but his bloodied hand gripped his weapon and shield tightly, intent to keep protecting the water goddess. His feral eyes locked onto the six Darknuts nearby, and he snarled yet again, letting his inner beast strengthen him. "Any of you get close, you'll wind up like those fools." The Hylian warned darkly, his teeth baring light fangs in his anger. "This is your final warning. Get out of here, or I'll kill you all. You will not harm nor even think about touching Coatlicue." The leader Darknut growled lowly at the young man's defiant words.

"Boy, you know it's futile. So, give up." The dark-clad demon spoke loudly, making Coatlicue cringe. The leader Lizalfos snarled hatefully at his dark-armored cohort, wondering why he was just using words to convince the fool rather than attack head on. He had the men, the talent and the ability to wipe the Hero off the face of the earth, and here he was babbling away! Link chuckled inwardly, getting into his usual battle stance. "The only way you'd ever get to her is if you kill me a thousand times or more." His taunt seemed to work as the demonic armored man was now snarling in irritation as well.

"You're a defiant one, you are! I'll have no choice but to have your head!" He pointed his longsword at Link, directing his unit of five. "Attack him! And don't harm the girl!" The other darknuts obeyed, lunging forward at Link at incredible speed the hylian could barely keep up with. There were five to one, and the five had on hard armor that would be near impossible to detach with his regular Ordon Sword. This was worse than the Cave of Ordeals! I have to protect her, no matter what. My mentor is depending on me to. I won't… I cannot let them down!

No… Link… Little One! Coatlicue was lightly sobbing, watching mentally as her hero was being ganged upon, fighting for her sake, for her safety. She wanted to help him, but she hadn't that much experience in combat—she was always the one using her powers to heal and restore the injured, battered and wounded to life. Her abilities were graced upon her at creation, and didn't include killing the enemy. I can't let him fight alone. I… I have to help him in some way! She then noticed his Hero's Bow lying on the ground where he had been before stepping up to face the five dark-armored demons. She recognized it's minimal holy attributes, and had a feeling it could work. He still had his quiver, but it didn't matter. She didn't need actual arrows when she could make them using her strong Psynergy of Wind.

"I know. I can use this." She quickly snatched the weapon off the ground and stood up proudly. She carefully climbed to higher ground via the ledge to the large tree stump and pulled back the bow string. She may not know about weapon handling, but she had seen the heirs of the Warriors of Vale do this as well as her elder sister, Atalanta, do something of similar. Coatlicue herself wasn't a bad sharp shooter and she would prove herself worthy of it. She charged up a surge of her Wind Psynergy and fired three arrows at once, striking and stunning three of the five darknuts, allowing Link to effectively dodge and hack at them at their distraction. She smiled when she hit them, right on target.

"The wench is attacking us!" one of the darknut warriors bellowed angrily.

"We'll handle the boy, you two go after the girl and knock her out!" another roared. They agreed and two of the injured darknuts leapt ahead and landed near Coatlicue! "NO!" Link raged, spin attacking the other three near him and immediately jumped after the two close to the goddess.

"Stupid wench!" one shouted and tried to backhand her. Coatlicue had sensed him and dodged to the left. Unfortunately, she reared right into the other darknut who grabbed her wrists tight. The first one sneered and successfully backhanded her this time, causing her to drop the Hero's Bow at the same time. "You should have given yourself up! Take this!" he punched the water deity in her stomach, earning a pained cry from her. The second darknut released his hold of her and allowed her to fall to the ground weakly. Coatlicue shuddered helplessly, holding onto her stomach instinctively, trying to coax her power into the injury. The darknuts laughed at her, but were instantly silenced the moment they started. Their heads were lopped off, clanking onto the ground as they had worn heavy helmets. Their lifeless, headless bodies were tipping over and Link did the favor by kicking them off the ledge.

The bodies were gushing out the red, poisonous liquid out like a pounding waterfall from the necks, causing the wildlife near to run away in fear of the smell.

"Bastard!" roared the other darknuts angrily. Link turned to them and roared loudly, his human body allowed the inner beast to take command. He tossed aside his shield and sword, giving into his body's desire and allowed the transformation. His body bent forward, bones cracking and melding into a different location. His hands grew furry, the nails sharpened then merged into a paw. His legs did the same; his feet tore out from the brown boots, nails sharpened and furry. His entire body was shredding the proud Hero's Clothes that he was bare, growing fur faster than the speed of light. A long, curly bone protruded from his back spinal, wagging side to side, the flesh coating it, then skin and black-ish green fur coated it. Lastly, his head snapped into the shape of muzzle, the fur growing around it and his human nose replaced with that of a dog's. Upon his left paw, there was a shackle, but it had broken off, due to the beasts' large size. He was enormous, bigger than he usually was; all that remained of his human form were his fierce, innocent cobalt eyes that were now feral, and the blue earrings that he wore in his elven ears were now on the beast's.

Link roared and ear shattering roar, causing the even fearless Darknuts to cower. However, they weren't going to allow size to impend them. "Get him!" the rest of the three darknuts bellowed, lunging forward. The leader Darknut gaped in fear. "No, fools! Stop!" he ordered, but he was much too late. Wolf Link snarled, reared his body and pounced one of the darknuts, mauling him in place with just one paw. The other two Darknuts tried to slash at him from the sides, and succeeded. The hylian beast howled in anger, nabbing one of the darknuts in his mouth and snapped it shut, crunching the metallic armor and body in one bite. He spat the dead, discombobulated body and blood out, not liking the taste of fresh blood and organs on his taste buds. Plus, the armor was salty and disgusting. The last darknut trembled slightly, taking out his assassin like sword and charged for the beast, battle cry and all.

Wolf Link laughed sarcastically as a wolf could and easily swatted the pest away like a fly, and the fool was over the ledge of the trees, falling into the abyss below. The feral blue eyes were now dead set on the two leftover leaders, snarling, and his fur standing up as provoked. The two gawking leaders of the dark growled lowly in disappointment. But, they had to save their own hides. "We're not finished yet! You may have won this time, but you won't be seeing the last of us, boy!" the Darknut warned venomously, he and Skull face Lizalfos vanished. Link spat yet again, hissing lowly. The dark aura faded away, and the sound of Coatlicue's soft moaning snapped the hylian wolf back into reality.

Coatlicue! He rushed to her side, willing his body to transform out of his relatively large beast form. "Coatlicue! Are you all right?" He gently lifted her up into his arms, checking her carefully as possible.

"I am fine… Link." She said, smiling warmly. "I've healed my injuries… And I need to heal yours."

"I'll be all right, Coatlicue. I'm glad you're okay." Link sighed in relief and hugged her tightly—but softly as to not hurt her womanly body. The water goddess placed her hands onto Link's shoulders, summoning her large, flower-shaped stone vase from nowhere, the holy, healing waters pouring out of it and onto his wounded body. The hylian felt warm, pleased and refreshed when the calming, balm of water touched his body. It felt like a warm, fresh teardrop of someone's caring eyes with healing properties. For some reason, tears were gentle to touch and hard to grasp. He breathed deeply, taking in the water of life that healed his ailments. His wounds had closed up and vigor restored into him like if he had used three fairies at once.

"Coatlicue… That was wonderful. Thank you so much."

"My Little One… Link. You are welcome. Thank you, for saving me. I… I only wanted to help you by using your bow, but you got hurt because of my carelessness. I apologize." Link brushed into her hair affectionately, and smiled.

"You did help me, Coatlicue. Your sniper skills distracted them for me to evade their attacks. We won together. I should be thanking you for saving my life. I wouldn't have made it out alive."

The water goddess smiled herself, petting Link's face. But there was just something wrong with him, and she patted down onto Link's lap. The hylian took notice of her touch, and his cheeks turned rosy red color. "Uhh…"

"Oh, Little One… Oops! That would sound degrading, wouldn't it? I'm sorry, Link. About your clothes…"

"…That's all right, Coatlicue, heh-heh." Link sighed heavily, feeling rather embarrassed.

The Hero's Shade stood afar, face palmed, having changed into his Hero of Time alter ego. "At least I can replace the clothes this time with my own edition. Heh. So, it was worth it. But his wolf form was merged together with another being. Something called… Moloch. That thing is pretty cute and huge. I didn't think anything from her world could coalesce with others. I guess I should find out more about this."

Updated: 1/15/2014