Hi all, I know its been a while since I've published a chapter, but it has been a busy few weeks for me with starting college and everything. Also, I was having major writer's block, which I have gotten through mostly with the help of PrincessZelda1468. She has been a great partner to toss around ideas with, and I have to thank her for all her help. This one is more of a transition chapter to get us from the spirit plain to the actual bulk of the story. I hope you all enjoy, and again I apologize for the wait. I do not own Legend of Zelda.


Ravio woke up in front of the pedestal for the master sword, and blinked his eyes a few times from the sunlight that was streaming through the canopy above his face. Being uncomfortable due to the sword on his back, he rolled over and finally got up. Once he was standing, a flash of light came from the sword and the Spirit of the Sword floated in front of him.

"Master, you have returned to the land of the Lorule. You have aged four years and are now what would be considered a young adult. Look at yourself." The spirit stated to him.

Ravio did and he noticed the changes in his body. He was taller like he always wanted to be. Maybe he would be taller than Hilda know he thought to himself. His body was also more toned, and he felt that he could handle whatever came at him. As he was checking himself out, he heard a branch snap behind him and automatically turned around as he drew his sword and shield. When he turned around, he saw an old man with a look of shock on his face. The old man stuttered to say something, but instead gave a slight bow to the young man.

"Stand up, elder. There is no need to bow to me." Ravio said gently.

Straightening up, "You have been gone for a few years hero. It is good to see you have finally returned."

Ravio nodded in agreement and was about to speak when a little white bird came zipping into the clearing. Seeing Ravio, the bird began flying around his head until he held out his finger for the bird to land on. The bird happily did and Ravio pulled him close and began to pet his old friend. The old man let this reunion go on for a time and then cleared his throat.

"Hero, I am Aru. I am the sage of light. In order for you to be able to battle the Demon Master, you must awaken the seven sages." Aru stated grandly.

"Aru, first just call me Ravio, I don't need this hero title, and secondly I already have a quest. I need to restore the master sword to its ultimate form or I will not stand against the great demon. Also, I need to find the Princess." Ravio told the sage.

"I'm sorry Ravio, but the Princess disappeared right after you did four years ago." Aru sadly told Ravio.

"What?! The princess is gone. What has been going on in Lorule while I have been away?" Ravio asked in disbelief.

"The land itself has healed, but the people have gone even more insane. The mask cult basically runs the entire kingdom now, but no one goes near the castle. It seems like it's abandoned, but anytime anyone went near it they were driven off by an unseen force. No one knows what this force is, but it drives away both the people and any monsters. The demon master has been assembling forces on the outskirts of Lorule. He is not powerful enough to break through into Lorule yet, but he will soon." The elder reported to Ravio.

"How do you know all this?" Ravio questioned the man.

"I am the elder that has kept the history of Lorule as my family was commanded by the original Hilda. The one who was the Goddess Loria reborn as a mortal. She commissioned my family to keep all records of the history so that it would never be completely lost." Aru stated. "My ancestor was the first sage of light, just as your ancestor was the original hero."

"Alright than, I think my first stop should be to the castle." Ravio made up his mind.

"Are you sure, shouldn't you be trying to finish your quests first?" Aru tried to convince him otherwise.

"I think going there will help with my quests." Ravio stated resolutely.

"No boy, the princess is not there, you must avoid the castle at all costs. The unseen force is a malevolent one, in your sword's current form, you have no chance." Aru scolded the boy.

"Than where I should go, the first hero walked a very different Lorule than we are standing in now." Ravio retorted.

"I recommend the Dark Palace, according to my ancestor's records, it is where the hero found the Flame of Farore. Son of Valor, go seek out your mother's flame first just as your ancestor did." Aru stated solemnly, "take this and good luck."

"What is it?" Ravio asked as he took the gold disk that Aru handed to him.

"It is my insignia as a sage, each sage will have one. You must awaken the other five sages. Only then will the leader of the sages and the seventh sage be revealed. There is not much time, you must go now." Aru hurried the boy.

With that Ravio rushed out of the clearing with a clear objective in his mind as two red irises hidden in the trees stared at him and sighed sadly. Aru heard this, but pretended not to notice at first. Once he knew that Ravio was far enough away, he looked directly at the red eyes and motioned for the figure to come out. The figure jumped out of the tree and strode up to Aru's side. The figure was dressed in a dark orange, almost brown skin-tight body suit, with a white cloth down the front with an ancient design on it. In the suit, the figure's gender was indistinguishable, and its face was wrapped up only allowing for two strips of violet hair falling along the side of its face. Staring at the place where the young man had exited, the figure sighed again.

"He'll be fine, Cecil. He is the hero after all." Aru comforted the figure. "You're still going to help him aren't you?"

"Yes," replied the figure, "I couldn't bear it if anything happened to him, especially after how I left things."

"You never did tell me what you did because I remember the boy took a couple days to get to the sword." The old man commented.

"I banished him only because of the prophecy." The figure almost whispered as tears filmed over the red irises. "I need to make sure he doesn't get seriously hurt. We have to use him again just like my ancestors had to use their heroes and it breaks my heart. How much I wish we were just two normal people where we could live out our lives…together."

"So much for someone so young to go through, it isn't right for you to fight your ancestor's war." Aru shook his head sadly.

With that the figure rushed out of the clearing to follow silently behind the hero, being his shadow in more than one way. Aru couldn't help but feel pity for the two of them, so much love in their heart from a young age but they were forced to be separated for so long, but he knew that the sake of the kingdom would always come first for the hero and his princess. With that, Aru shuffled out of the clearing and as he did, he pulled a mask out of the folds of his robe. He had created the cult just to keep them in line as the world was falling apart, but now they were getting out of hand with no one to rule them. He barely controlled them and the only reason he hadn't been killed was the fact that he started the cult. It frightened him to think how they would react when they saw Ravio in the clothes of the hero. The old man had foolishly taught them the old stories of the heroes, and they knew what the hero always wore. He feared they would blame the plight they were having now on the fact that the hero hasn't been seen in a long time. The reason they hadn't suspected that boy clad in green to be a hero because he was the hero of a different land. The people were expecting a purple tunic not a green tunic. All the fears, the old man kept secret and he returned to the people he barely led. The clearing returned to its silent watch over the pedestal of the master sword as it echoed with its once former glory as the temple of Time, now completely lost to the ages.


This chapter was on the shorter side, so hopefully I'll get another one out in the next couple of days. I'm not going to play a game of guess who Cecil actually is, because I'm pretty sure I made it pretty clear who Cecil actually is. As always, please review so that I can make the writing better.

Until Next Time,

Hero of Lorule