(here is chapter 3! For those of you who have enjoyed this so far, keep on enjoying it.

Disclaimer: I do not own the LoZ series...there are some original characters as you will be able to clearly tell in this chapter.)

"Artamus…" Voices cluttered the air in barley understandable murmurs. "Artamus?" A gentle child like voice called out. "Artamus please be alright, don't leave me." The voice became clearer and a face began to form with the voice. A smiling young girl with rosy cheeks and bright blue hair. Her dark opel eyes glowed with happiness as she saw her friend awakening. "Artamus!"

Link blinked his eyes as they began to focus but was pounced by the young girl. "Cleo…you were worried?"

The little girl clung tighter. "Of chores silly, why wouldn't I be worried about my big brother!"

Link's face began to turn red. "Cleo…please…"

Cleo still clung to Link and looked at him grining. "Yes Artamus?"

Link's head tilted sideways as he gasped for breath. "You're…you're choking me…"

Cleo let go and leapt off of the bed. She giggled and put both hands behind her. "I'm sorry." Her cute voice giggled once more and smiled at Link.

"Cleo, thank you…" Link looked away with a solemn look.

Cleo inched closer and took one hand from behind her back and set it on Link's shoulder. "What is it? Artamus, come on…you can talk to your little sister…"

Link just shook his head. He looked at her and a tear seemed to well up in his eye. He turned away quickly and shoved her hand off of his shoulder. "I don't need your comfort anymore. I have to be strong."

Cleo looked a tad bit shocked. "But Artamus…"

Link turned and shouted angrily, "Don't call me by that name anymore! I am no longer that person!"

Cleo's eyes began to well up with tears. Unlike Link however, she let hers flow. "You can be so cruel! I wish you had never been chosen!" With that she turned and ran out of the room. She bumped slightly into a taller, heavy set man in white. She ignored the fact and kept on running.

The man looked back momentarily and shook his head. His bushy, red eye brows twitched slightly. "What are we ever going to do with you boy." His voice deep, but calm spoke out softly.

Link just laid back down on the bed. His body had been aching that entire time. Why was it hurting so?

"That was quite the fall you had wasn't it? I am surprised you survived the drop. The elders were right when they picked you as the new chosen one.

Link's eyes opened wide as the image of that woman came into his mind. Her laughter, and his defeat at her hands. He shook his head of the thoughts and just turned his head and looked towards the wall by the side of his bed. "I guess so Jongen."

Jongen nodded as he pulled a chair up next to Link's bed and sat down. "I know it must be hard on your boy. I mean you weren't even able to enjoy your childhood."

Link shrugged, "I..." Link paused for a moment then continued, "…my childhood was fine…" Link's voice grew quieter now.

Jongen nodded, "Yes, your childhood was just fine. Then Cleo came into your life. She put that smile back on your face…the one you lost when…"

Link pushed himself, shoved Jongen's bear claw of a hand off of his side. "Just shut up! I don't have time for this!" Link then sprang from the bed and walked out of the room.

Jongen lowered his head. "That boy deals with many demons in his life. I fear that the worst of them is his own past. May the gods guide him in his time of need."

Link slung open the door of the building he had been resting in since he had been found at the base of the light house. Link turned and saw that it was his own home that they had taken him to. "Strange, the elders don't usually permit for the injured to be in their own home." Link shook his head and turned back around. A robed elderly man stood in his path. Link quickly bowed to the man. "Elder Mali, for what reason am I graced with your presence?"

The elder bowed his head then spoke in a clear, all knowing tone. "Link, it has been many suns since you have been brought to rest. I came to see you myself when I heard of the news of your recovery."

Link raised himself up and placed both hands hat his sides. "Sir if I may ask, how many days has it been since I have been here resting. Also if I may, why was I brought to my home to rest? Why not the temple?"

Elder Mali's gray eyebrows narrowed. "Link, the days matter not, and your wounds had long ago recovered."

Link tilted his head in confusion, "What do you mean elder? Were my injuries not as serious as those before you have made them out to be?"

Elder Mali lowered his head and spoke in a solemn voice. "Link, listen to my words, for what I say is the truth. Your wounds brought you to death's door. You survived some how, but like I said before, the days matter not."

Link raised his voice slightly at the Elder. "But sir, to me it does indeed matter? Quit with your riddles and just tell me the truth!"

After Link said the word, truth, that woman's voice popped into his head. Her words still rang clearly in his mind, "The Reality Under the Heavens."

The Elder raised his head and raised a finger up, pointing at Link. "The reason the days matter not is because you have been unconscious for three months!"

(That's it for this chapter! Please review! However, let me correct myself from the last time I mentioned this. Yes, I want good and bad reviews...but if it is a bad review...please make it productive...not just saying, "It's boring." That isn't much of a review and really just makes the writer look bad. So if you please, refrain from having reviews like this in the future. If it is boring, or you just think it is bad, then explain why, or don't review at all. thanks.)