A/N: Hey guys! Again, thanks for sticking with me. I'm really enjoying writing this series; I just don't have as much time on my hands as I would like to kick them all out at once. So, here we are at chapter 3, and things are about to get a little interesting for our hero of time. But don't think it's over here; this is only the start of a very interesting and slightly new take on a Zelda Adventure.

Again, thank you so much for the reviews. I really appreciate it. If you enjoy this story, please comment on it! I'm doing some work at my college all this week, but I'll do my best to write in between work, friends, sleeping, and DragonForce, so stay tuned everybody! ~Phantom

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Seven Million years ago, the Dark God Vaati captured the God Ston and his goddess wife Somaria, so Ston's brother Goyen created the Four Giants and sent them off in the four cardinal directions of the cosmos. After vast expedition, it came that the Four Giants met each other again, they had walked far enough to the point that they had all converged on one location. It was here that they created the world of Termina.

One Million years later, Ston's daughter Din would descend upon a planet that was cosmically parallel to it's location.

And on that planet would be born the land of Hyrule.

Hyrule and Termina were parallel in every conceivable measure. Link recognized many faces in this world. It was as if every person was a mirrored twin of certain individuals in Hyrule. There were faces that Link did not recognize, but that is not to say that there did not exist a person in Hyrule who shared that image. Link could not rightfully say he knew every person who had ever lived in Hyrule. The worlds were connected, as were the people.

So of course the thought did occur to him at times.

"Did she have a twin too?"

Was it possible? At that same point, there were several individuals from Hyrule that Link had failed to meet in this world. Twins of the Kokiri were completely nonexistent, and it would appear that the Royal Family was absent as well.

It was a foolish, immature thought to consider. That she might exist in some other form in this world. That he might have another chance. But what sort of thought was that? Even if her twin did exist, it wouldn't be Malon, it would be a different girl with a completely different personality.

Hope was almost restored when he ran across a twin of Talon in this world by the name of Barten. But Mr. Barten was a hard working man that ran his own establishment. And it was one hell of an establishment too, The Milk Bar raked in more revenue during the Carnival of Time than some Clock Town businesses could generate in a single year.

He was an economic visionary, he was somber entrepreneur, he was a genius of the business world.

Talon liked to cause distractions for Ingo so he could sneak in an extra nap.

The two men could not have been more different.

It wasn't as though he had dedicated much time to this thought. The first priority was to get home. He had set his mind to the task at hand. Clearing the temples, saving the Giants, and reclaiming the mask. That would be his escape back to Hyrule. It was imperative that he break the cycle. Not just for himself, but for the people of Termina as well.

Those were the main thoughts on Link's mind. He had little time to consider anything else. But five weeks is a long time. On those dark nights trudging through the snow, or those blazing days hiding in the alcoves of the Deku Capital Palace, Link would find his thoughts slipping back home.

His thoughts would turn to Malon. Malon as she was two years ago, the sweet innocent child that Link longed for. How could she have aged so much more in two years than Link had aged in seven? Oh for another chance. But it was a moot thought, he would never have another chance.

As he walked along the dirty path to Milk Road, the smell of hay and fertilizer caught his nose. Suddenly he was filled with nostalgia of his days at Lon Lon Ranch. It was then that she appeared again in his mind.

"Enough, enough!" he screamed inside his mind. He felt humiliated. How could he let himself be so controlled by such a childish thought? He was once a seventeen-year-old man with a duty to a country, which fell on his shoulders. He would never revert back to that of a basic twelve-year-old boy.

With that he assumed Goron form; he produced the powder keg he had bought in bomb shop. After lighting the fuse and striking fear into the Clock Town commissioned construction worker, at long last, the boulder was obliterated.

Once he was convinced he was far enough away from the construction worker, Link removed his mask and reverted to his Hylia state. As he walked up the grassy hill, the ranch scent became over powering. It was almost identical to that of Lon Lon Ranch. This familiar smell that had once been such a nuisance to Link was now a perfume of beautiful memories of carefree days.

It was in that short amount of time that Link felt as though there might be hope for his deep hidden desires.

And then that hope was suddenly crushed.

"Oh my, did you come from town." A voice asked him.

Link looked up at the woman in front of him. She was a few years older than Link, perhaps just a few years under twenty. Her brown hair was shorter than it had been her youth. Her hands were stained, as was the apron she wore across her skirt. He could see years upon years of hard work and pain locked within her eyes.

It was just the same as she was in Hyrule's dark future.

"Yes.." Link finally managed to utter.

The girl gave him a strange look. "Oh you did? Then that means…. Milk Road is open to traffic again!", a look of happiness swept over her face. "Oh what a relief, I can finally deliver milk into town again! My name is Cremia; I'm the proprietor and landowner of this ranch." Link was silent as she spoke.

"Oh my, but I'm sure a city boy like yourself knows everything about our ranch, considering how popular our milk is in town." She proceded to overwhelm Link with rehearsed speech after speech, practicing her "sales pitch".

To some, Cremia may have a tendency to come off being slightly annoying, what with her incessant drone and her workaholic outlook, but to Link, it was much more than this. It was pure horror.

This was it? This was Malon's counterpart? She was beautiful of course, but she was several years older than Link. As if that were not enough, Link saw so much more beneath her matured exterior. Deep down was everything he feared Malon turning into. Someone so devoted to their work that they could never value anything else out of life, someone whose universe revolved around the ranch itself.

His sad wish was dead. At first it hurt, terribly. The pain itself stung emotionally, and Link wanted to throw himself off of Death Mountain when he began to consider how foolish and immature his thought was. "I should be damned glad this is her twin's form!" he screamed within his mind. "Now I can let those idiotic feelings die!"

"Look!" Tatl shouted in Link's ear, jogging him back to the present. Tatl began flying madly across the field towards the ranch house. Link had to struggle to keep up with her.

Along the grassy path, Link did not notice another individual, he ran straight across her path, but he had completely missed her.

But she noticed him.

"Isn't that your horse?" Tatl asked.

Beyond the iron gate, there she stood, in all her glory. Her youthful glory. Her mane had a lighter sheen than it would in her adulthood and her leg muscles were underdeveloped, but that did not matter to Link, it was his Epona, his beautiful horse, his one and only tie back to his home.

"She's very pretty isn't she?" a voice spoke behind Link's back. "We found her yesterday."

Link turned around and beheld the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her long brown hair seemed to stretch on to eternity. Her bright eyes were innocent and pure. Her smile was that of a thousand golden summer days. She was young, she was immature, and she was the embodiment of bliss.

"What's your name?" the beautiful girl asked.

"I…uh" Link muttered.

The girl laughed. "What you can't remember your own name?" she asked laughing.

Link stiffened. He had lost his pose. What was he thinking?

"My name is…. Link." he managed to produce.

"Link. That's a nice name. But how about grasshopper? Since you're wearing green and you patter about like a grasshopper!" The girl seemed to collapse with laughter.

And so did Link.

He had found her. How was it possible? She did exist. He did have another chance. But this was so much more than he could ever ask for. It was as if he had the old Malon from his childhood back. She was such a sweet, cute little girl. And they were equals.

Link had only one question lingering on his mind, and almost as if Nayru herself had intended for it to happen, it was answered.

"Romani is happy to make a new friend."

The girl then lunged forward and tackle hugged her new friend as they fell backward and rolled together in the grass.

And Link lost himself as he fell among the brightly green blades of grass; losing himself to the best fall he had ever befallen.