Kellie's POV

It seemed like only yesterday I was a kid in a museum, fawning over what I thought to be a story. Now that story is my life and I am the hero within the book of Hyrule. As I go along the pages are slowly filled, but I already know how the book ends.

I've never told Link or Sam or anyone about the dreams. Dreams of dying. Dying with the one person that made my life a living hell. My own brother.

I stand in a chamber, dressed in white and golden armor with a cape that dangles just above my feet and my family crest on the chest of my armor. The chambers illuminated by a fire pit in the center. This is the temple where the chosen one comes to die, or at least gets prepared to die.

By this point I almost thought I would be afraid. But I wasn't. I was ready for what was to come. Marleen had taken the liberty of braiding my hair down my back, and I said goodbye to Sam's family, for I would surely never see them again. One by one, people would come into this room and say goodbye, but there was one I wasn't quite ready for just yet, but before I knew it the diamond doors of the chamber opened, and I was met with my best friend. My sister. Samantha.

It's funny, when I think about the girl she used to be. Afraid to fight, quiet, sheltered. But the girl who stood before me now was an adult. Me and Samantha had entered this world at the young age of 14. But now, we were strong, at the age of 18 for both of us now, we were coming to the end of our lives. Sam would deny this, say we would get out of it, see each other again, but the childish innocence of yesterday was gone. The little girl I protected now stood, tall and lean with golden hair going to almost past her back, eyes a shimmering with a passion of hate. Her armor was silver and purple, forged with elfin magic that was long forgotten. The armor we wear would be the last gift we receive from Hyrule.

"You look good." I say to Sam.

"You too." she said sullenly. I smiled. I knew she was lying. With each passing hour, the scales on my body were growing, and I was changing into a beast. Even now my back stung as my wings were trying to release themselves.

"Thanks."

"I'm gonna be honest right now, I have no idea what to say. You think these last speeches should be memorable, but I can't think of anything."

"That's okay."

"Won't you speak? Good God, if either of us were to die today-…."

"I don't want to speak, 'cause if I do then I'm saying goodbye."

"Then don't! Say 'see you later' or something! We don't even need to talk about THIS! We already know what we need to about this… Do you remember that time-"

"I remember every time, Sam. Every time you forgave me from breaking something, for hurting someone-"

"No, I mean do you remember when we first met when we were… What, 6? That was the beginning of our lives, Kellie. And… Well, this is cheesy, but I would do that ten hundred times over again because you were my sister."

I couldn't keep up the stone, cold act anymore. Tears flooded to my eyes as I remembered the time I met the blonde in front of me. I was sitting in the back of the orphanage, not talking to anyone, dark and angry even at the age of 6! And yet, Sam came up to me with a huge smile and asked if I wanted to play. She, unlike all the other kids, didn't seem as angry or scary, but for what I really was, lonely.

"I don't regret a moment of anything we've ever done. Even when we ki-…hurt Mark, it was all for some greater purpose. I hope you can see that now."

"I do. It took a lot, but I do. And for what we're going into now, Mark was practically a training obstacle."

"Kinda funny, compared to all the stuff we've been through Mark seems like a fluffy bunny, huh?"

"And for what we're about to do…"

"I hope you get out. Or moreover, if you don't, we all die. No pressure."

"I hope you live." I knew Sam was hoping for me to say something, anything that would set her heart at ease that she would see me again. I wouldn't lie, but I could tell her the truth.

"Well, you know me. I've gotten out of sticky situations before."

"But this isn't like the rest."

"I have to take him down, Sam."

"Please do! But please live."

"Can we please not fight about this. Not now, not while there's so little time left. I head up with Link in less than an hour-"

"I know! I'm not trying to fight but… All your life, you've been fearless, and I truly thought you were invincible. Now that I look back, you've lived every day as if you knew you would die young… You told me just earlier that you hope for a lot of things, but you don't hope to live. I don't understand. You've got so much to live for!"

My eyes widened, and then a soft smile came to my face. If anyone got to me better than anyone else on the planet, it would be Sam.

"It's not that don't have things to live for. It's just like the dreams you used to have about the shipwreck, your father. From the moment I was born I was cursed to die, so I never cared where I threw myself or where I went. But then that all changed! Then I wanted to protect you, protect everyone. And then I… I met someone I truly care about. Someone that only last night I had agreed to spend the rest of my life with him. I don't want to die, Sam, I'm scared! I've never been scared, but now I have so much to lose."

"Then don't lose it! Fight for it, fight for it like you've fought for everything else! You think this one is different because someone calls it a prophesy, but in all seriousness it's just a word that makes you tick. You deserve to live, so don't lose it!"

"Then I'll promise you this. No matter what our destiny ends up being, I'll come back if you do."

"Done."

I couldn't help wanting to believe in the words I told Samantha, and I would do everything to keep that promise. But I just couldn't walk away with goodbye.

So I'll walk away with a promise that I may not be able to keep.

I left the chamber and came out to the front of the temple.

After the boys said their goodbyes we parted for what seemed to be the last time.

(A/N) There's only 7 or so chapters left poeple! Let your reviews flow to us!

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