Chapter IV: Holy Meeting

Link ran across Hyrule Field. How could he have been so dumb? Zelda had wanted him to stay. She missed him. Why did he leave then? Even telling her that he would return when asked with his eyes seemed idiotic. Link could've killed himself right there and then.

Link did not stop running until the reached the edge of the forest. Word would be everywhere now. The Hero of Time had been revealed in the castle. Soon everyone would be searching for the legendary Hero of Time.

Link stopped running sat down on a tree stump, panting. He needed time to think to himself alone. Then he sensed it again. Link's head snapped up. He began to follow it, and almost instantly it nearly killed him. But then it embraced him, and Link was allowed to continue.

It was much stronger this time. Link followed the embracing sense deeper into the forest. Then he spotted the three girls from before, each sitting on tree stumps at a table, drinking tea and talking amongst themselves.

Link felt he was intruding upon something, turned around to leave. But then the green haired girl spotted him and said, "You can join us, Link!"

Link felt it would be rude to object, so walked forward and sat on one of the tree stumps.

"Our Chosen Hero seems lost," the blue haired woman said. "Perhaps some tea will help."

She poured some tea and gave it to Link. He nodded in appreciation. He took a sip and marveled at it. It seemed magical, since it restored his health and soothed his nerves. But he still didn't know who they were or why they called him Chosen Hero.

"He still looks lost," the green haired girl said. "Maybe we should hang him by his toenails."

Link's eyes widened in shock. The green haired girl laughed.

"Now, now," the red haired woman said. "That is not the way to treat our Chosen Hero. You hang him by his feet, remember?"

Link felt a bit panicked. The three giggled at him.

"Chosen Hero, don't you know who we are?" the blue haired woman asked him.

"I don't think he does," the green haired girl answered for him. "He's all courage and no wisdom."

Then Link realized who he was sitting with and nearly spit out his tea. The three in front of him were Din, Nayru, and Fayore.

"I think he's figured it out," Din spoke.

"Perhaps he'll actually talk now," Nayru speculated.

"No, he's not brave enough," Fayore observed. "He's scared of talking, otherwise he would."

Fayore was right. Link was scared of talking. And he didn't think he could to the three Goddesses, either.

"It's all right Link," Fayore supported. "We know that the Kokiri Mido is not an upholder of the law."

"Yes, we have punished him specially," Din added.

"I think we made get lost in the Lost Woods for seven days," Nayru smiled.

Link smiled. The idea of Mido being lost for seven days was a good one. But why did everyone have to be seven?

"What did Mido do to the Chosen Hero again?" Din asked Nayru.

"He claimed that the Chosen Hero had said a bad word and told him never to speak again," Nayru explained.

"But come on, Link, please talk?" Fayore asked.

Link sat there, with all three Goddesses staring at him. So very slowly, Link spoke, "Okay." His voice cracked and dry, sounding nothing like the childhood voice he remembered.

"Link's voice is not good sounding, he is much better looking," Fayore teased. Link blushed slightly.

"Now, now Fayore," Nayru warned, "Chosen Hero's voice hasn't been used in a long time. It ought to sound funny for a while until he uses it enough. And it's going to be much deeper that he remembers."

"But now that the Chosen Hero will speak, it is time to discuss," Din said with a light tone.

"Link, do you know why we appeared to you?" Fayore asked.

"No," Link answered. It didn't sound as bad as last time.

"That's because we're worried about you," Din answered.

"You seem to be afraid to be the Hero of Time," Nayru explained.

Link thought back on what he had done for the past seven years. He had shunned his destiny in a way.

"So we thought you needed a bit of help," Fayore brightened.

"And know that you know that, you're going to go back to the castle, right?" Nayru asked.

"Of course," Link answered. His voice wasn't cracked or dried anymore. He didn't know what he had learned, other than to step up to his role, but he wasn't about to disappoint Goddesses.

Maybe I was wrong, maybe his voice is as nice as he is good looking," Fayore giggled. Link blushed slightly again.

"But when you go, you'll be wearing your Fierce Deity mask, won't you Chosen Hero?" Nayru asked.

"Yes."

The three smiled at him. "Now we'll be going. Fayore will visit you occasionally," Din said.

"Bye-bye!" Fayore waved.

Link blinked, and the table and Goddesses were gone. He sat a moment longer, and then reached for the Fierce Deity mask. He put it on, and Link changed. He looked around. The mask was asking him to fight evil. The mask always talked to Link when he wore it. It had a mind of its own. While it couldn't influence him, it could talk to him.

Hello. Been a while. Now let's go. I want to see this Zelda you seem to care for.

That was another drawback. It knew his thoughts. OniLink stood up and started to run towards the castle, his curved sword on his back.