I'm sorry, but this is a very short chapter.

I don't really know what to say here. Other then I don't own the characters, and what not.

Oh, right. Also...um...how do I put this?

I was writing this very late, because I had insomnia. You see...my brain doesn't always catch things that I shouldn't put it. So naturally, it didn't this time. Of course, I wanted it updated. Also, It was like...a paragraph of the story. So there is a bit of...um...how do I put this again...mature and weird content. I'm sorry. I am not a pervert. Really.

It's just my brain when it doesn't get enough sleep. It likes to get me back by making me write strange things.

I don't think my brain likes me very much.

Please read on now.

Chapter 2

Two green blurs dashed through the Faron Woods, jumping over branches and fallen logs, dodging trees and grass. They burst into a clearing, the smaller one ahead of the other. The larger one collapsed onto the ground.

"Oh man…" He groaned. The smaller one laughed over him.

"How do you expect to fight monsters if you can't even keep up with me, Link?" She giggled.

"Saria, you're just too good for me." Link said, shaking his head. Saria giggled and sat down next to him.

"You'll get better." She assured him. Link nodded and sat up, ruffling his dirty blond hair. It looked as if he had a permanent coating of dirt in it. He turned his head to look at the Faron Spring. It was beautiful in the spring. Someone was lying down in it, face in the water. He stood up and ran over to her. She had long brown hair, pulled up into a loose club design. Strands had fallen out. She was passed out, and a pearly dagger was in her hand. Link felt almost guilty thinking it, but she looked beautiful. Her coral pink lips were parted slightly and water from the spring lapped at the corner of her mouth.

"Link! What' going o-oh my goddesses." Saria had come up, and she cupped a hand to her mouth. Link pulled up the girls wrist, taking her pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's alive." He said. He turned her onto her back so that he could push the hair out of her face and pick her up easier. The girls hand still clasped the dagger lightly. He let it sit there as he picked her up and started carrying her toward Ordon.

"Are you leaving?" Saria asked. Link felt a wave of guilt crash over him. He turned around.

"I'm really sorry, Saria. But I have to get this girl help…" He trailed off, only feeling guiltier. Saria smiled sadly.

"It's ok. Really. I understand. I should be getting back to the Forest Temple, anyway. The rest of the Kokiri are planning to have a meeting, and I should be there." She smiled. Link nodded. The Kokiri lived in the Sacred Grove, and the Forest Temple was almost the equivalent of a castle to them. Link smiled at her and turned around, calling over his shoulder that he would be back soon. He barely got to see her, and it upset him that he had to leave so soon.

"She has a good heart, you know." Saria called as she went to leave. "It's almost as pure as yours." Link smiled over his shoulder and then ran to Ordon, intent on getting the girl help. She had a huge gash in her shoulder. The spiritual spring seemed to have stopped most of the blood flow, but it was still trickling crimson.

Saria smiled sadly after Link as he ran off at a sprint, admiring him. Barely anyone would help a total stranger, none the less one that had a knife. It was even stranger that the knife never fell from her hand.

Zelda moaned slightly in the dark. She opened her eyes slowly, a wave of nausea washing over her. She blinked in the dawn light. A figure was standing over her. As her vision cleared, she saw it was a girl with a flow of bright red hair cascading down her shoulders. The girl smiled when Zelda opened her eyes.

"Oh, good. I was getting worried you'd never wake up. Ilia! Get the water! She's up!" The girl called. She had a nice voice. Zelda groaned with the loud sound of her yelling. A girl with light blond hair popped into Zelda's line of sight. She had a bucket of water in her hand.

"Oh, thank the gods! Malon and I were wondering when you'd snap out of it." She grinned. Malon leaned over to help Zelda sit up. She felt more dizziness crash into her full force. Her stomach twisted and her throat heaved. She felt bile swarm out of her mouth and onto the bed sheets.

"Oh…" Ilia moaned. Zelda felt horrible.

"I'm sorry…should I help…clean it?" She asked through the black spots in her vision. Malon shook her head viscously.

"Not a chance! I should have suspected you'd feel sick! Just drink this." She grabbed a tin cup and sloshed it into the bucket Ilia was holding. She held it up to Zelda's face, who took a sip. It felt very refreshing.

"I'll just get Link to move you to another bed." Ilia said kindly.

"Link!" Malon called. "The girl puked!"

"I'm sorry." Zelda groaned. Malon and Ilia each shook their heads hard.

"Nonsense, silly. You're doing fine. It's no big deal." They dismissed her sorrow with ease. Zelda looked around the room. There were three beds, including hers, and small dressers. Other then that it was rather bare. In the wooden doorway was a young man with dusty blond hair. Zelda blinked. He looked strong. It was then she realized through her hazy vision that she wasn't wearing anything under the blanket. The boy started walking toward her.

"No!" Zelda yelped, tearing the blankets farther up her neck, even though they fully covered her. She felt dizziness spin over her, and she started to sway on spot. Malon looked troubled.

"Oh…" She whispered. "She noticed."

"Had to happen sooner or later." Ilia said. She motioned with her hand that Link should continue transferring Zelda to a new bed.

"No!" Zelda yelled. The sick feeling in her stomach was fading. She was feeling better. Link looked shocked.

"Don't you want to get out of a barfed on bed?" He asked, smiling slightly. Zelda noticed the smell, and nodded.

"Ok. I won't look, I promise." He said. Zelda yanked the blankets tighter and shook her head. Ilia grinned.

"I'll cover his eyes." She giggled. Malon took the bucket from her. Ilia put her hands over Link's eyes as he reached down, fumbling to find Zelda under the blankets. Zelda covered her chest protectively and was relived to find she still had underwear. Link picked her up hesitantly. He was very strong. He stumbled to another bed, Ilia giving him directions. Zelda fell onto another bed with a rush of air trickling out of her lungs. She hurried to pick the covers back up around her.

"You can look now." Ilia said. Malon was still washing out Zelda's barf. Link opened his eyes after Ilia took her hands off his face. He smiled down at Zelda.

"You are so lucky. The spiritual spring healed a lot of your wound." Malon said. Zelda nodded.

"So, lucky one, what's your name?" Link asked, sitting on the end of the bed. Zelda assumed that they were all very nice people. Maybe they lived in a nice town.

"Um…Zelda. Where am I?" She asked the question that was now burning inside her.

"The humble town of Ordon." Link said, gesturing toward the door.

"What about you?" He asked. "You don't look from around here."

"Oh…I'm not." Zelda shook her head. "I'm…not." She mumbled. Link nodded.

"Well, don't worry. You'll fit right in. Everyone's nice. I'll introduce you later." He said. Malon finished washing off the barf and strode over.

"That was a very nice dress you were wearing. But it was all cut up, so we need to get you new clothes." She said. Zelda looked over all their clothes.

"Oh…" She said. Malon looked down at her dress, and then at Ilia's short dress. They laughed.

"Oh, no. We're ranch hands. You'll get something nicer." Ilia assured her.

"No! I don't mind. I'd like to help out…" The words tumbled out from her mouth. Link smiled.

"Great. But you don't need to be a ranch hand. You'll start off slow." He said. Ilia nodded. Zelda felt a bit awkward, as if something was missing.

"My dagger!" She yelled. Malon looked slightly shocked, as did Ilia. Then they shook their heads.

"Sorry. We put them away. Along with your book." Malon said. Ilia nodded.

"They're at my house. You don't have anywhere to stay, so you can stay with me." She smiled. Zelda shook her head.

"I couldn't intrude…" She stuttered. Malon grinned and sat down at the edge of the bed next to Link.

"You have to stay somewhere. I stay with Ilia, because my dad is always out too, taking care of the Ranch, and yada yada. It's like a big sleepover. No sweat!" She said comfortingly. Zelda nodded slowly. The atmosphere had turned awkward.

"Well!" Link said suddenly to lighten the mood. "There's a festival coming up, so you can really socialize then." He said brightly.

"What's the festival for?" Zelda asked. She could see them all become uncomfortable.

"Um…the princess…" Ilia muttered, sitting down too. Zelda smiled.

"Oh! What about the princess? Do you know about her?" She asked. She suddenly felt much better. Of course people knew about her. She knew that her parents didn't keep her a secret from the world.

"Wow, you really aren't from around here." Link chuckled. "The princess is dead. She was a stillbirth."

I'm sorry for my pervy brain. (Only when it doesn't get enough sleep!) I know this was tame compared to some things, but none the less.

Le Gasp! Twist!

Ok, not really, but none the less. I think having Zelda 'die' was a clever plot twist thingy. But whatever.

Do the people of Ordon seem kind of happy go lucky? Maybe overly perky? I can't tell.

Ah well. Review or Zelda's ghost will haunt you for as long as you live. ;)