Disclaimer:  If you think that I'm Shigeru Miyamoto, creator of Zelda, then…you belong in the same Mental Asylum that I live in.

Another Message:  Thank you so much to all of my reviewers.  They have told me to continue with my story, even though I wasn't sure about it.  Reviewers, you are really important to me, and thank you for taking the time to review.  And thanks to The Rain Child, who has reviewed twice.

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Link knelt next to Marin.  Shaking her shoulders gently, she remained still.  Then it occurred to him that if he moved her, her injuries might get worse.  So he did the only thing that came to mind.  He yelled for help at the top of his lungs.

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Zelda was getting worried.  Link had set out for a walk with Marin quite some time ago, but he hadn't returned.  Putting on her favorite cloak, she rode out into Hyrule.

Thinking to herself, Zelda reached a conclusion.  Link had probably persuaded Marin to go to Lon Lon Ranch, and Marin had gotten hurt or something.  And when she crossed the drawbridge, a distant yell for help confirmed her worst suspicions.

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Link's throat was getting hoarse.  He was about to give up, when something caught his eye.  A rider was headed his way!

When the rider arrived, her cloak was cast aside to reveal Princess Zelda.  Link gulped.  He was in for it now.

Zelda paid no attention to Link.  She rushed over to Marin.  Link hovered over her.  "Is Marin going to be all right?"  Zelda looked up, her face more serious than Link had ever seen it.  Then she spoke, her voice low and menacing.  "What…happened?"  Then Link told her the whole story.

"So is she going to be okay?"  Link demanded.  "Maybe."  Zelda said shortly.  "What do you mean, MAYBE?  There's a chance that she won't…"  "Link, I won't lie to you.  Marin's condition is very serious.  Old wounds have been reopened, and that could cause excessive blood loss.  Also she's in a state of shock, so her brain is relatively inactive.  That means that the body can't heal itself half as well.  There's a good chance that she won't make it."  While Zelda talked, her voice rose, and eventually she was almost shouting.  Link stared at her, then collapsed on to a tree stump and put his head in his hands.  His shoulders shook uncontrollably, and Zelda's face softened.  "Link, I'm sorry.  It wasn't your fault, and I can understand how you feel.  I would be devastated if we lost Marin, even though I haven't known her for a long time.  I promise I'll do my best to help her."  Then Zelda took action.  "I'll ride back to the castle and gather my physicians and doctors.  You stay here, and if Marin moves or anything, tell me when I get back.  But DO NOT move her.  If you do, it might kill her."  And Zelda rode off.

Link looked at Marin.  She wasn't moving, and barely breathing.  Her red hair was matted, and her dress was torn.  Cuts and bruises covered her arms and legs.  Link sat down beside her, and waited for Zelda to return.

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Ok, peoples, I made up that thing about Marin being in shock and all of that medical blah blah.  It's probably incorrect; so don't even point it out.  I know that it's just a mental little fantasy to make this story better.

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