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The sweet scent of Deku seed burning in a pipe a Kokiri boy puffs on reminds me of my younger days. Oh, the fun Nabooru and I would have, as our lungs filled with the sweet smoke making our minds blur and vision trail! The Gerudo Patrols used to get so mad at us. They used to say we were wasting our minds away with that stuff. The two of us would only laugh and smoke more.

I feel a tug on my cape and spin around instinctively for fear of another cucco attack. I see a small girl with green hair look up at me. "Yes," I raise my eyebrows unimpressed.

"Link doesn't like you very much," she smiles innocently. I roll my eyes and march off. As I get to the rope bridge, I see a green figure pacing back and forth. I know who it is. How many blonde little boys wear green tunics and carry barbaric weapons? His eyes catch mine, and he halts. His feet are shoulder width apart with slightly bent knees. He unsheathes his blade and appears to be readying for a fight.

Link lets out an animal like holler and charges at me. I stand for a moment bemused. I direct my palm out to him and his head hits it. I hold him back as he swings like mad to cut me with his blade. He murmurs under his breath after each growl and bark he makes. I stare at him with my upper lip raised. Suddenly, he reaches his arm up, bends his wrist and drags down sharply. The sword he holds bites through my sleeve and attacks the skin and muscle on my forearm.

I push the boy's head back and holler in pain. I hold my arm close to my body as blood trickles to the old, rotting wood. Link falls to the ground and looks up with me with shock. I begin to curse, but stop myself. His eyes widen as I stomp to him. I reach out at him and he flinches. I grip the back of his tunic and throw him to his feet.

"How far do you think that kind of action will get you?" I growl. He makes a face as I hold the back of his neck tightly, "How strong do you think you really think you are?" I push him making him stumble away a few steps.

He turns to me, throwing his arms down in anger, "I am ridding you of this world now!"

I shake my head with a chuckle. I wave a hand at him, "Why risk your life rather than wait out the… what; ten, twenty years or so when you know my life will be taken by your hands?"

"It's seven," the boy's words nearly make me fall to the ground. Only seven years left in this world. I choke on my own saliva.

"Well, wait out the next seven years!" I holler in a high, panicked voice I wished sounded more like a man.

"I will, so long as you never enter these woods again," Link narrows his eyes and curls his upper lip. It is as if he has adopted my look.

I roll my eyes, "I am not playing a child's game." I march past him, "If I wish to come back I will come back. It is I who has the magic abilities and it is you who is a little boy." Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head. My hand rises to find a welt on my scalp. I feel another pain, this time on the back of my neck, and again another on the hand that rests on the first welt. I turn to see the young boy preparing his slingshot with another seed.

I am thoroughly annoyed. I lunge at the slingshot only to be shot right between my eyes with another seed. I throw my head back and let out a howl while I clasp the fresh welt. I then thrust my palm forward allowing a small amount of magic making Link falls back. I grip the silly toy and toss it over the bridge's rope railing. The boy sits up groggily and I leave through the tunnel I entered in the first place.

The trip back to Hyrule Castle is a long one. I can feel the welts bruise and swell more so than before. My Gerudo Stallion races through Castle Town's market nearly trampling a dancing couple too ridiculous to move. It is as if the horse can feel my anger. We wait at the gates until the guard opens it. The stallion then sprints through down the trail and stops as we get to the castle itself. I dismount and a guard takes my prized animal back to the stables.

A wind blows and I feel my cape lift. I lunge to the left and watch as it flies over my shoulder. I grip it tightly and throw it over. I have seven years… seven years to find out how to change everything. The sooner I can rid Link, my chances of life increase dramatically. It was too soon to cut his life on the bridge. It was-

"What happened to your face?"

I turn to the voice interrupting my thought as I realize I am in the foyer of the palace. It is the king looking up at me with the question on his face. I cover the blemish on my forehead and shake my head, "It's nothing… just a bruise. Children will be children, right?"

"What child did that? It wasn't my Zelda was it?" his jaw juts forward as if he will punish her for such a thing.

I shake my head, "No." I begin up the stairs, "It was some little boy. He thought I would make a lovely target." The king nods and I make my way up to my chambers. I open the door and a cold sweat beads all over my body. I feel my legs tremble under my weight. My voice has disappeared as four eyes stare back at me.