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On with the Story!
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Zelda sat by Marin's bed in the Castle's infirmary. Link was getting some much-needed sleep, though he hadn't left Marin's bedside until she royally commanded him. Sometimes he was convinced that he was Superman, and it broke Zelda's heart when she had to tell him that he wasn't. The way he would look at her, disappointment in his eyes, and the look of one betrayed. He always expected Zelda to agree with him, to tell him that he could do anything, but then he would go out and do something stupid, like the one time he dove off of the bridge in Gerudo Valley to save a young girl's cucco.
Suddenly, Marin's eyes snapped open. "Marin!" Zelda gasped. Marin spoke nervously. "Are you Princess Zelda? Link always talks about you...Pleased to meet you...Zelda? How long have I been asleep? Did Link tell you what happened at Lon Lon-Where's Fairy boy? I think he has a crush on you..." And then she collapsed against the bed, and her blue eyes closed wearily. Zelda sat there, stunned. Now she was convinced completely that Marin wasn't who she thought she was. Before Zelda had thought that maybe it was another one of Link's little games that he invented because he got bored.
During her short time awake, Marin seemed to be switching personalities. One who had never met Zelda and was nervous around her, and then the Marin that they all knew and loved. Zelda sighed unhappily and ran a hand through her blonde hair.
At just that moment, Link charged into the room. "Zelda! Zelda! I heard someone talking! Who was it? Was it Marin?" He asked breathlessly. "Woah, Link. You need at least two more hours of sleep. Get back to bed, please." "No! I seriously need to know! What happened?" He sat down, and refused to move. So Zelda told him about Marin's strange conversation with herself.
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Marin was lost in darkness. Up ahead two white figures stood, and she moved closer. She gasped. One of them was the small Ranch girl, Malon. And the other one...was herself. They both spoke to her.
"Hello, Marin. Remember me?" Malon asked. "I saw you at the Ranch." "And me?" The other Marin questioned. "You're...me, Marin." Marin responded. "No I'm not."
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Link, after hearing Zelda's story, gazed at Marin sadly. "This must be so hard for her. Not knowing who she is, and stupid strangers like us coming and muddling her up even more. Should we have just let her be?" "No. It was a good thing that we intervened." Link stared at her. That was the argument that he had been using.
"Why, Zel? We stepped in, and look at Marin now! Her parents, Zel, her PARENTS refuse to see her, because they think that she'll hate them because they aren't her real parents! Just look at what we've done! The only thing good that will come out of this is that I might actually find Malon, and be able to say that I'm sorry. That was my intention all along. I wasn't thinking of Malon, I thought that she would be happy to hear me say I'm sorry, and that I l-" Link stopped.
Zelda didn't notice. "Link, it's not fair to Marin. It's not fair that she can't know who she is. She has a right! And if we didn't do anything, she would keep having those visions and not knowing why they were appearing! Of course it's hard on her. It was hard for you when you found out that you were Hylian, and figured out why you had no fairy!"
Link sighed and put his head in his hands again. Then he looked up. "Know what, Zel?" "What?" "You're absolutely right." He said with a grin.
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"Then who are you?" Marin asked the girl who looked just like her. "I am Malon." "But you look just like me!" "I am you."
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"So, what should we do?" Zelda asked Link. "Well, the doctor said that familiar objects might help her remember..." And he pulled out a small brown Ocarina. "Oh!" Zelda gasped. "You kept that?" "Yup." Then Link looked at Marin again. She frowned in her sleep, and muttered nonsense. "Malon...like me...No, not me..." She mumbled. Zelda came up with an excuse to leave the two alone. "Link, I, uh, have to go get...uh...some food. I'll be right back." Zelda said, and exited the room. But when Link looked away, she peeked inside.
As she watched, Link put his hand on Marin's hair, and she quieted down. He then put his other gloved hand on Marin's white hand very gently, and just looked at her. Zelda felt a tear rolling down her face. Link must really love Marin, she thought. And how hard it must be for him to see her suffering.
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Marin felt so confused. But before she could ask the girl what she meant, she disappeared and was replaced by Link, and beside him was a sleepy-looking man with a moustache, whom Marin unconciously identified as the sleepy man in her dream. And Young Malon was replaced by her parents, and Arinna. A voice echoed in her head. Make a choice, it said. Choose either the Hero of Time, who is very dear to you, and your father, or choose your old life, with your parents and your best friend. If you choose the Hero and your father, you may remember, but your old, comfortable life will be gone forever. If you choose Arinna and your parents, you will never know who you are, and the Hero of Time will no longer be part of your life. Make the right choice.
Marin looked at all of them, her eyes filling with tears. Of course, she could still be Arinna's best friend, but her parents...She would have to leave them for that sleepy man. But if she chose Arinna and her parents, she would never know who she really was. And...she would lose Link. It would be like ripping her heart out. But she weighed the options carefully.
Well, the Hero might not abandon her if she didn't remember. And her parents were so much better than the sleepy man...then there was Arinna. Marin wanted to keep her as her best friend. And her old life was so much better...Considering all of this, she stepped forward and made her choice.
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