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A/N: Yay! You're reading my first story! I feel so loved! Don't forget to review :)

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"Goodnight Cinnamon!" Malon put the last horse in its stall for the night. She took a handful of hay and held it out for the horse, who ate it hungrily. She stroked Cinnamons mane, then went to fill up the other horses food supply, and do her other chores.

After that Malon went to the middle of the ranch, where she usually was at night. She had been out there every night ever since the day her mother had died. She was six years old then but she remembered it like it happened yesterday.

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"Malon, come on dear we're going to the market for a bit." A woman stood by a black horse waiting for her daughter to show up. Finally a little girl who looked like an exact replica of her mother came running from the house with her arms stretched out.

"I'm here mommy!" She said as she hugged her mother. Her mom stroked her hair then picked her up and put her on the horse. She climbed on behind her and led the horse out of the ranch. As they rode on the walking horse, Malon's mom started to sing a song. Malon giggled as she heard her mothers beautiful voice. "Can you teach me to sing like you?"

"Of course Malon." Her mom answered. They rode for a while until her mom stopped the horse in front of the castle. "We're here, you can go play at the Bomchu Bowling Alley while I shop." Malon's face brightened at this and she waited for her mom to take her off the horse and give her some rupees. "I'll meet you here in an hour, goodbye Malon, have fun!"

"Thanks mommy, I will!" Malon ran into the market and went to the bowling alley as her mother went to get the groceries.

An hour later Malon came out of the store with her prize bag full of Bomchu's she had won. She skipped, happily waving to some people she knew from the many trips she made to the market. She looked around for her mom to see if she was still in the market, but she wasn't so Malon went to cross the bridge that would lead to Hyrule Field. Her mom sometimes finished before her and would wait for her by the bridge.

Malon was sure that her mother and her horse would be waiting for her, but they weren't there. Malon got worried, she was positive that her mom wasn't at the market and if she wasn't here either, where else could she be?

"Mommy?" She said loudly but in a worried voice. No one answered so she decided to see if her mom went for a quick ride around the castle. It was getting dark and it was unlikely that her mom would let her be by herself in the field at night.

A while later, Malon squinted at the figure that she saw near the walls of the castle. The closer she got to get to it, the more she thought it was a bad idea. She squinted a little more and realizing what it was, her eyes widened, she gasped and covered her mouth. Malon took a step back not able to believe what she saw then ran as fast as she could to the figure.

Malon knelt down in front of the figure and choked out some sobs. "Mommy?" She managed to whisper at the sight in front of her. Right in front of her eyes she could see her own mother with a sword stabbed right through her. Malon reached out to touch her mother's hand, it was cold and lifeless. "Mommy please, no..." She whispered again, hoping that somehow it would make her mom wake up. "Mommy... I love you, please don't leave me..." She paused for a while waiting for anything to happen, when nothing did, Malon let all her tears fall out.

Malon stayed there for a while just crying. This was never supposed to happen, and she should have never been the one to have to see that. When Malon finally got a little control over herself she realized that it was almost pitch black, there were some soft scary noises, and their horse was gone. She squeezed her mother's hand nervously and tried to see anything in the dark.

Malon looked closely at the direction where the noise was getting closer and closer to her. All of a sudden, much to Malon's relief, the noises stopped. She sighed then turned back to her mother and gave her a kiss on her cheek, "I love you mommy, but I think I have to go."

She got up and after looking at her mom for a while she turned around. She was about to walk when all of a sudden a Stalchild appeared before her. There were rumors that they were real, but no one knew for sure, until now. Malon's eyes widened in fear and her body stiffened, she turned around to see if she could run but remembered about her mom.

'That's it!' Malon held the handle to the sword, she tried to pull it out but it was stuck. She turned around and now there were two Stalchilds. She turned back to her mom and winced as she pulled on the sword harder and harder until it came out and blood poured out. She cringed and turned around, the horrid skeleton monsters were closer to her, she held the sword higher despite its size and weight, then slashed at one of the Stalchilds.

Her eyes widened even more as its head fell to the floor, disappeared in purple smoke, and even then its body still walked to her. She held her breath as she sliced at the monster again and the rest of its body crumpled to the floor and, just like its head, disappeared in purple smoke.

Malon lowered the sword and took a few breaths, she had never thought of her self as a murderer, but here she was killing a bunch of skeletons. She took a few cautious steps forward and all of a sudden felt a sting in her back and fell forward.

While on the floor she turned around and there was the other Stalchild that she had forgotten. It threw another one of its little weapons but missed. Malon tried her best to get up on her shaky legs and she did. She sliced the Stalchild in half and this time it took only one hit for it to vanish like the other.

When Malon finally got the courage to move, she started running back home. More Stalchilds appeared and Malon killed every single one of them, she got a little better with each one, and soon it was easier than riding a horse. Before long, Malon forgot that she was killing living things and found it more fun than Bomchu Bowling.

When Malon got home she realized that she couldn't show the sword to her father, and that she was a mess. Malon was smiling, but soon the smile got wiped off her face as she saw the blood on the sword and remembered what she had done. She had killed breathing living creatures just like the murderer had killed her mother. Tears swelled up in her eyes as she remembered the sight of her beloved mom.

She ran to the back of the ranch to hide her sword in a place that she had found when she was wandering. Malon opened the door to the tower, where two cows were eating some hay. She moved some crates and there was a hole in the wall that neither her dad nor Ingo could fit into. She crawled inside and hid the sword under some hay in the back. She stood back up then walked back to the house, she found her dad sitting on a bench, he got up and ran to her.

"Oh Malon, where have you been, and where is your mother, I've been waiting for you all day!" Malon hugged her dad tightly and started crying. He rubbed her back soothingly. "Don't cry little Malon, it's ok, I think it's time for you to go to sleep, we'll talk tomorrow." Malon nodded, she was very tired and sleeping made her feel better. Her eyes were getting droopy so she fell asleep in her fathers arms and he carried her up to her room.

The next morning when Malon got up, she went downstairs to greet her dad, but he was still sleeping. She went out to the middle of the field and all of the horses ran to her. They seemed to know that something happened and they were there for her. She petted all of them then began to sing. Her voice was like a younger version of her mom and it went through the whole ranch. From that day, instead of crying, she sang. When she was still too young to stay up, she sang in the morning, then as she got older she started singing at night.

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Malon stopped singing when she thought it was enough. She walked back to the house and up to her room, where she started to fix her bed so she could get some sleep. She was humming her mother's song when she felt a cold hand covering her mouth and an arm around her neck. She stopped humming as her body froze, and she dropped the bed cover.

"You have a beautiful voice just like your mother," Malon couldn't speak or move. "You are coming with me." The speaker flipped Malon on his shoulder then jumped out the window and started flying away. Malon still couldn't speak even though he had let go of her mouth, for she had fainted.

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A/N: Who could the killer be? And what does he want with Malon? You know what I don't even know the answer to the second question, time for me to think up the next chapter of Beautiful Voices! Don't Forget to review, even if it's just a flame or a one word review! Byez!