This is but one of the legends the people speak…

The Legend of Zelda Youths Chosen By the Goddesses

Part 1: Rise of Heroes

The Kingdom of Hyrule is at war! Years after the Hero and Princess of Hyrule defeated GANON, a new darkness has swept the land, taking its seat at the throne of North Castle after the fall of the king. The Golden Age is no more.

However, led by the remains of the Hyrulean Military, the Resistance seeks to wage war against the Imperial Army and free Hyrule, with or without its legendary protectors.

Hiding in secret, the rebels await a scouting report from two of its best soldiers, while another waits for supplies to come to the base.

Current day, outside of Kakariko Village

The cart came to a complete stop just around the road leading to Kakariko Village, and the driver wiped off the sweat forming on her brow. She waved her hands through her red hair and sighed in relief. Who knew these monsters would really step up the ante just to steal her milk barrels. Good thing she met someone who would help her. Maybe he could help her sister with her 'alien' problem.

"Ma'am, are you alright? The foul beings are no more." The boy stepped from behind the cart to her side, and sat up there with her at the front. She looked at him, and smiled.

"I'm alright, thanks to your heroism. Only if I could have you around all the time."

The boy chuckled and took off his blue robe and cap. His parted red hair entranced her a bit, and he looked to her with kind green eyes. He removed the wrinkles from his blue tunic and pants and looked to the girl. "Well, anytime you need a monster's ass to be kicked, call on me, Ralph Ambi."

The girl chuckled. "Well, Ralph, I'm Cremia… Thanks for helping me." Without warning, the woman pulled Ralph into a tight hug, smushing the boy on her medium-sized breasts. He could feel his nose touching the skin between her yellow scarf the area on her shirt where there should be buttons. But like the guy he is, he didn't resist. "I feel all warm and fuzzy inside… Sigh… I could get use to this…" Cremia pulled away, and smiled a little too dirty for Ralph's mind to process. "I guess I should reward you. Come, I have some extra milk in the back." Ralph followed the woman to the back, and led her up to the wagon. Looking at the milk carts, Ralph couldn't believe a teenage girl and her sister operated a ranch like this. He chuckled as he thought of the older teen working long hours just for this. He barely did work at home.

"This is a lot of milk, but if it's going to the town, are you sure you got extras?"

"Oh, I got extras. Two extras, actually." Before Ralph could react, he was smothered in between the wall of the wagon and Cremia's body. Her mouth and tongue was all in his, and then he felt he hands quickly move under his tunic, and right into his pants. He broke the kiss, and helped her with the pants, throwing them down to his ankles. He hadn't got this since his mother made him leave the castle for Hyrule six months ago, on some 'foreign relations' trip. He didn't question her either. He returned to making out with Cremia as he picked her up, gripping her firm backside as he flipped them over, her back to the cart's wall. She moved her lower hand to his 'sword' while her other hand lowered her shirt, exposing her cowhide bra and the two mounds underneath.

"Oh, I like this reward."

"I hope you do, Your Nastiness." Ralph and Cremia stopped in motion, and the boy turned around to see another male in a black tunic, sitting upon a horse of the same color, golden yellow eyes sticking out from under flaming red hair and dark skin.

Ralph sighed and turned back to Cremia, his enjoyment slowly retreating to its shrunken state. "Really, Gan? Right now?"

"Hey, I was just worried when I came across a unmanned cart, but could definitely hear some action in the back, and boy, when I heard the Prince of Labrynna enjoying himself, I had to interrupt. Now, I could forget this, but I really don't want any...man milk."

Cremia seemed to hear everything until 'Prince of Labrynna,' and looked to Ralph. "You're a prince?"

Ralph smiled. "Well, the guy that you are still gripping on down there doesn't belong with a normal person. Yes ma'am, I'm the Prince of Labrynna." Pulling his pants up, Ralph turned to Gan, exiting the wagon. "You know, Gan, you have been seriously cock-blocking me."

"Have I?"

"Third time this week. Twice on one woman."

Gan shrugged, and turned his horse around. "Not my fault we are getting patrol missions. I mean, with Midna and Hilda doing surveillance, and Ravio designing weaponry, it's just me and you, my friend." He looked up to Cremia, and saluted her before smirking back at Ralph. "I'll give you an hour before I tell Bagu that the milk wagon is less than half a mile from the base." Gan left the wagon, and the protectors of it, laughing his way back to the town. Ralph sighed and looked up to Cremia, who was holding her unbuttoned shirt up.

"You are a prince?"

Ralph shrugged. "Yeah."

"I have never fucked a prince before. Well, any man before, in that case, but still."

Ralph smiled and reentered the wagon. "Well, I have never done the same to a peasant woman, but I hear they're hundreds of times better than nobles." He pulled the girl back to her, and they passionately kissed as they resumed what they were doing.

Gan rode swiftly into the village of Kakariko, waving to the guards. Still reeling from embarrassing the prince, Gan rode up to his home, and disembarked from his horse. He lead her to the stables, and gave her fresh water and a few carrots. "I don't know if horses can drink milk, but after what we saw… I think we won't need any, heh heh." The horse seemed to express his mind as her own, as she snorted. Gan chuckled, and patted the mare. "Yeah, I probably should have stopped Ralph, but I don't need to hear him complaining of having blue balls… But if he's royal, he should be used to blue balls, eh? Cause you know, they have blue blood?"

"If this is what you do when I leave you alone with Ralph and Ravio, I pity them." Josh turned to the entrance to the stables, where a young woman in a black tunic stood, mischievously smiling at him. She lowered her dark hood, showing off her bright orange hair, part of it was split into two pigtails that interlocked at her neck around the parting of her tunic. He nodded towards her, and returned his attention to his horse.

"Hello, Midna. Long time no see."

"Gan, same to you." Midna walked up to the slightly taller boy's side, and petted his horse. "Poor Telma, listening to you and your foolishness. I'm so glad my dear Twilight didn't suffer the same nonsense."

Gan looked to the stable right of Telma's, noticing the horse's male twin resting on his bed of hay. Gan waved to him, and frowned. "When did you get back?"

"When you were out on patrol. Auru says you have been very helpful this week, which means you were particularly bored."

"Oh, I had Ralph and his attempts to stick his sword into women to entertain me."

Midna gasped, and giggled as she led the boy out the stables. "Who was it this time?"

"Typically, he was complaining of how Hilda denied him again, so he went to the next closest thing, the Cucco Lady, Anju, and today, the milk lady, Cremia."

"Isn't Anju at least five years our elder?"

"Yeah, but guess what? Ralph's a prince. He'll stick that thing anywhere it points." Gan shook off that thought, and turned to Midna. "Dropping that topic, how it go with you and Hilda? Any awesome news?"

Midna nodded, and led Gan straight into the large red brick building on the hill. It used to be the residence of Gan, Midna, and her caretaker, but since the Resistance growth in numbers over the last four years, it became the group's HQ, frequented by people during the day, and well into the night. While Auru stayed in the house, Midna and Gan left for a much smaller place for themselves. It was no secret to Midna and Gan that Auru was...skeptical of the boy and his charge living together, but he didn't address it verbally. HIs eyes did all the cussing Gan heard in his brain, and the warning that would certainly lead to his death as well. It was also no secret to them, thanks to a very reliable source called gossip and common sense, that the Resistance leadership was too small for its size. Even after four years, Auru, Bagu, and Error still were the heads of the still hiding rebellion. Midna had pushed for her and Gan to become head honchos, but both were denied that chance. Well, actually, Gan was implied to be denied, while Midna was giving an obscure 'maybe.' It must be hard becoming one of them, for even Ralph was denied the chance, and he's royalty.

Well, you can guess why.

As they entered the very crowded building, they were surprised to not only pick out, but see the two members of a rivaling pair, a boy and a girl, already inside. Ever since Gan woke almost two years ago, his partnership with Midna became a force within the Resistance, with a near perfect mission success. However, a year ago, a new duo joined the Resistance from the far-away kingdom of Lorule.

Coincidentally, that's nearly when Ralph, Prince of Labrynna and its territory of Holodrum, also arrived, and the Resistance learned that the dark kingdom had plans to expand. That when the Auru turned the focus from small, guerilla tactics to building a sizable army capable of directly fighting the Imperials.

The boy, Ravio, a little guy with a big brain, was leaning against the stairwell, his arms folded. He wore a large purple cloak with a bunny hood (which hid his small frame) that outlined his carefree attitude. Like stated earlier, despite his appearance, Ravio is big on his brains, like the size of his hood, and when his green eyes lit up, you knew he was at work. He's a weapons expert, and as the old phrase went, if you gave Ravio one lemon, he probably could make a full lemonade stand. Give Ravio an idea for a catapult, and he would pull it off. Give him a sword, and he'll find different ways for it to cut. He also had his...personal weapons that exemplified his mastery with various stuff.

The girl, Hilda, sat in a chair, speaking to Ravio as he intently listened. She was the sweetheart of the team, yet if she got angry or serious, she could flip that switch faster than you could realize what you have done. She was not as good as her teammates with the sword, preferring her staff, but excelled with the bow, much to Midna's chagrin. She also was a great musician and singer, and in the team's downtime on missions or at base, she would be found either singing a song or playing her flute. Like Ravio, she had dark hair, purple instead of black, along with red eyes like Midna, fair skin, and wore a purple tunic, her large quiver, bow, and staff strapped to her. She also has a headpiece shaped like the legendary Triforce, flipped upside down and colored in black instead of gold. "So, yeah, that's a crazy dream, but every time I see the pictures of Hyrule's queens, I feel as if I want to be one. They're powerful women, and know no boundaries… I think."

"Queen? That's kinda cool, not lame at all." Ravio looked up and acknowledged the incoming Gan and Midna. "Oh, look, it you two. Took you long enough, Ganny Boy. Has the shipment of milk come in?"

Gan gave Ravio a lopsided smile and answered. "Well, if you know Ralph, he and the milk will be," He rose his hand to his mouth, faking a cough, "coming any moment now."

Ravio's eyebrows flew up. "No, he is not… Dammit! Not Cremia?"

Gan sighed. "Yes, it is Cremia."

"Hell no! Aw man, that's breaking the bro code!"

Hilda scoffed. "You guys have a code about women?"

Ravio nodded. "Yes, and it is sacred. No touching any super hot girls, and Cremia is super hot. Now all that's left is Malon, Marin, and Romani… If Ralph touches them, I will personally make sure he goes home with no way to produce an heir."

Midna shook her head, and began to walk up the stairs. "Kinda dark for punishment for banging a girl no one can touch."

"First off, it is not about sex. It is about having a code. Every guy in the Resistance gets one female best friend, and that's it. Whatever happens between you and her is none of our business. Number two…"

"The most important rule. No actions of any kind with females outside the Resistance, unless they are previously in a relationship with you before you joined. That's the only exception to rule one."

Gan looked at Ravio and whispered. "Wait, that's rule three."

"Then what's rule two?"

"I said rule two."

"Then what's rule one?"

Gan widened his eyes in horror, and spoke. "Never speak of the code to girls… Well, we made the rules, and I'm sure they've been broken anyway. No matter." The four made it to the second floor, and entered into a large room. Inside, a large, circular table was standing, and three people stood around it. One of them was Auru, who had his arms folded as he looked at his prized team and their rival enter. On each side of him was Error and Bagu, looking more like bodyguards than leaders of a rebellion. The young group settled opposite of the leaders, and Auru looked at each of them before settling his eyes on the leader, which so happened to be Gan. He frowned a bit, and Gan winced unnoticably under the man's gaze. Whatever happened to the man who he saw when he woke up was truly gone. Midna told him her mentor was the general of the old Hyrulean Army at some point in his life, and Gan could see that now. Taking his eyes off the 18 year old boy, who began to rub his right hand, Auru looked to Midna, and spoke.

"Only you and Hilda were supposed to be here, but since the boys are here, I guess we can let them hear what's up." Bagu shrugged, seeing no hurt into more people know, and Error silently agreed. Auru looked to Hilda. "Lorule, report."

"They have an army." Hilda let her words sink into the males of the room for a moment before continuing, "Now I haven't seen the army, but evidence of it. Magical activity detected around Lake Hylia a few days back, and… based on my estimates, not as big as the one that devastated Lorule and Hytopia, but enough to squash us at our current state. We do have an idea that they are based on Death Mountain if Lake Hylia is used as a supply route."

Midna continued the report. "They are searching for us, or indeed something. It is the only reason the Imperials are hanging around the mountains, and it's unknown as to where they're planning to go next."

Error hummed in thought as he scratched his beard. "All these years… Well, we spent way too long in rumors now. If North Castle is taking us seriously, they will find us in no time."

"How seriously are they going to take us, Error? Yes, we successfully built up the Resistance, but if we were to strike, it would be a massacre. They really think a rebel group is out there, these soldiers are just following orders to make sure there isn't. know that it would be foolhardy to fight on Death Mountain."

Error shook his head. "Bagu, we have the Lost Woods as a natural means of defense. Only we know how to get through."

Auru turned to Error, frowning. "We don't know that, but it would be a great idea." Auru sighed as he closed his eyes. "Midna, where on Death Mountain do they seem to be?"

"The western side, sir."

Bagu, Error and Auru turned towards each other, silently sharing a thought. Error ruffled his beard as he looked down to the map of Hyrule. "The Lair."

"Of course. That's where Link and Zelda fought Ganon, but what could be there?"

"That matters a lot, but it also eliminates a key factor: Ganon isn't back."

"You think they're trying to revive him again?"

"Nah, Link has been gone for years, and if Ganon wasn't back then, he isn't back now. Maybe they're looking for something of his…"

Ravio waved his hands erratically to get the mens' attention. "Hello, care to educate us on what you guys know?"

Auru glanced over the teenagers, once again noticing Gan tending to his right hand. He looked up to the boy's face, trying to mask some sort of hidden agitation. "The Lair, as we called it, was the place of battle between the Hero, Her Majesty, and the Demon King 30 years ago. It is also the last place, we assumed, the Hero was headed for before Hyrule fell to darkness. We've strayed away from there believing that the Demon's power still lingers."

"However, if the Hero is dead, and Ganon hasn't risen, that means the ritual didn't take place."

"What does that mean for the Imperials?"

"Hold." Auru raised his hand, and glared at a now panicking Gan. The boy looked towards his general in fear as he pointed to the door, "Lorule, Sheerow, Error, Bagu, leave us."

"What for," Ravio exclaimed, gesturing towards a confused Midna and a slightly shivering Gan. "Why do they get to-"

Hilda pulled the boy's bunny hood and dragged Ravio towards the doors. "Come on."

Auru looked to the still Error and Bagu. "I think this requires a mission for my top team. Leave us for a moment." Bagu slowly exited the room, Error standing her place a bit longer as he looked to both his general and friend. Auru shooed him away with his gaze, and Error finally submitted to his wishes, closing the door. The teens and the middle-aged man stared at each other until the room became too small and stuffy for just the three of them. "What is it, Dragmire, do you see?"

Gan frowned, and nearly released his hold on his aching hand. "Wh-What do you mean?"

"Prior experience with special people and their hands tells me that you're having a vision, aren't you? What do you see?"

"I...I don't know. I don't want to know."

"Take a deep breath. Focus. Let whatever the gods are revealing to you be revealed." Midna let her hard demeanor fall, and put a comforting hand on Gan's shoulder. "I know it is scary-"

"No." Gan stepped away, and turned his back on the Rauruians. "No, I will not have another vision. The last time I had one, all I heard was dark voices and a scene where I...the person whose viewpoint I saw it from...hurt a kid...in a green tunic. Then the voices…"

Auru sighed, and looked towards the table, gripping the table tight enough to receive splinters. "Your vision is coming at a time in which we are trying to figure out how to fight the Imperials, so, for our sake, stop being a damn weakling and accept the vision!"

Midna watched as Gan snapped to attention, and then froze in place. Although she didn't agree with Auru's word choice of "weakling," she knew that would trigger him to accept the call of the gods. The boy released his hand and set them both at his side, with the right hand in a fist.

"Fine."

"Gan… Open your eyes..."

Eyelids slightly parted, allowing a red light to blast between them. Gan could feel himself in a horizontal position. Liquid rushed in his ears, and waved through his medium length hair. As the liquid receded, cold, wet metal caused Gan to shiver, even though his clothes, miraculously, was dry.

"Get up…"

Contrary to what Gan first believed, the mysterious voice was not as sweet and calming as he thought. It was rushed, deep...commanding. Gan leaned up, searching around for the person who spoke, but found no one around him in the dark stone chamber. He pushed himself out of the metal bed, stretching out his limbs as he landed on a golden tile, surrounded by three other tiles partly green and gold. These tiles took Gan's attention, and as he stepped back, he could see that the gold tiles formed a triangle, and behind his former standing place, two more golden triangles connected to each other and the bottom of the first, all surrounded by green tiles forming a rectangle.

Gan looked more around the room, noticing that only the center of the room had light, given by the large hole in the ceiling. From here, Gan could see a blood red sun, hovering above dark orange clouds and rotten yellow sky. He wondered just where in the hell he was taken too...visioning, he guessed, and started to glanced once more around the room. For some time, he noticed, the commanding voice had not spoken, and he was believing that he had just imagined the whole thing.

"Youths chosen by the three, unite north and south, and return the light to the darkened land. Show the holy pendants the way to the timeless temple, an age old war you shall fight."

The deep voice returned, this time singing a sweet song. Gan turned around, and saw not a commanding man, but a dancing woman. He didn't recognize the woman, but she had all the makings of his people, the Nabooruans. Brown skin, red hand in a waist-long ponytail, and the trademark golden eyes. She had a huge preference for the red and gold, seen with the gold neck brace, wrist braces, and band holding her ponytail, while her dress was all red. As she moved, she continued singing, and Gan had no other choice but to watch.

"Embrace the dark that dwells inside you. Hatred of blood and spirit is what he do, a vile and abominable name, but defy his fame." As the woman spoke those words, the space in front of Gan's eyes began to form gold pupils and a flaming sea of orange that represented hair. It resembled a Nabooruan with just the two characteristics, but it did nothing more than confuse Gan on what he was seeing. "Sing with me a song of power and blood. Love can overcome like a flood. Its power you shall receive, and your demon shall die. This is my lullaby."

At she finished, the woman stopped dancing, and stared deeply into Gan's own golden eyes, and flashed him a grin. Gan, tired of games, frowned. "Who are you?"

"You haven't recognized me, my prince?"

Of course he didn't recognize the woman, but he had a good guess. "Din. Either the keeper of the seasons or the goddess, but since you have never came down before, I'm inclined to believe the former."

Din, as Gan correctly guessed, dropped her smile, and looked to the ground. "Why is there so much anger in you, Prince of Thieves? How will you save the world if the demon still harbors itself within you?"

"I know nothing about demons, but if Hyrule is to be saved, I must become stronger."

"And how much power do you crave? Enough to take on a battalion single-handed? Enough to march upon North Castle? Enough to face the gods?"

"Enough to save the world, and if it is the power of the gods that I need, then so be it. It wouldn't matter to Farore, Nayru, and you anyway. When we called for you, you never show, so why not give those capable your power?"

"Because Farore and Nayru has deemed two capable to save Hyrule, one blessed with unbreakable courage and one blessed with unchallenged wisdom," Din turned her face to the triangle nearest Gan, and grimaced, "and while the Triforce of Power dictates otherwise, I have never chosen one with unmatched power. I have never supported Ganon, and I never will."

"Hmph." Gan folded his arms, not believing the goddess' words. "Then what do you need of me?"

"I now require a champion to aid Farore and Nayru's, and while I could find anyone, I rather go to the one." Din glanced up to Gan, and began to stroll around him. "Do you know the nature of your real name?"

"Don't insult my intelligence. Of course I do."

"Then you know why I have come to you, Gan. You shall be my champion, receive the power you so seek, but… The demon must be conquered first."

"What is this demon, and how shall I receive my power?"

"You will have to overcome adversity, more so than the destined pair. You will suffer pain, loss, anger, sadness, guilt, prejudice. You will be at crossroads at points, and have to choose to follow your mind, or be pulled by your heart. And once the time has come, when Power, Wisdom, and Courage join forces against the shadows, will you be a harbinger of light, or of darkness? Only when you learn true power is when you will receive it. The first step is just north of you, between Kakariko and Death Mountain, under a lake. Within is the first step to saving this world. But beware… The past will haunt you."

"My past?" Gan dropped his arms and halted Din's movements. "My past, all of it, is dead."

"Then maybe it is not your past I speak of."

"Well?"

Gan lifted his gaze from the map of South Hyrule, sighing as he looked to the only other person on the room. "Is there a dungeon between us and Death Mountain? I don't see it here."

Auru stepped over to Gan's side, and pointed to a lake north of the Resistance base. "There is, the Demon."

"Demon…" So that's what Din meant, or was there more to it? Whatever it is, Gan planned to find out. "Sir, I will depart for the Demon tomorrow. I'll find whatever I was directed there for, and hope it can help us."

"Alone?"

"Alone."

Auru sighed. "Reckless, just like your mother."

Gan folded his arms. "Well, is that why I always gets the condescending eye, General? When I woke up, you told me you knew my mother, and she was a strong warrior. I believe that you either have a grudge against her, which now falls to me, or that you don't see her in me. If it is the latter, then I will strive to prove you wrong. No, I will prove you wrong, on my mother's name, that I have her power. No, that I am more powerful than her."

"You know what you are asking? You want to take on a dangerous mission, alone."

"I know exactly what I am asking for."

Auru sighed, nodded his approval, and returned his gaze to Gan. "When can you be ready?"

"I'll leave at dawn. The Demon is no more than a few hours away."

"Good. I will grant your request. You are dismissed..." Gan nodded, and turned to leave the room. "Oh, and Dragmire."

"Yes sir?"

"Two things. One, don't think of dying, or I will personally wrangle your ass out of there, and two, remember what I told you. Bonds formed off the battlefield are stronger on it. Think on that while you prepare." Gan nodded, and exited the room, passing the other two elders as he rejoined Midna.

The duo exited headquarters to the crisp Kakariko night air outside. They looked to the city's entrance, where the milk wagon was located. Ralph was standing beside Cremia, helping the men and women around the wagon unload it.

Midna smiled. "Looks like Ralph came in a timely manner, and so did Cremia. Pun maybe intended."

"Yea, I guess so." The two silently walked into their quarters, the home of Gan and Midna, but frequently occupied by Ravio and Hilda as well. Gan entered first, and immediately sauntered up the stairs not saying a word or acknowledging the Lorulians in the room. Midna, Ravio, and Hilda watched in silence, not wanting to be first to address the elephant in the house. The two dark hair Hylians looked to their bright-haired friend, who knew what they wanted her to do as they separated into different parts of the main room. It was well furnished, mainly due to Ravio's efforts in designing and making stuff. The first floor was a conjoined living room and kitchen. The 'living room' comprised of four chairs and a couch circling a medium length coffee table, with a few books stacked neatly upon them. The kitchen comprised of several cabinets, a fireplace for cooking, and a large pantry to satiate the hunger needs of the teenagers. Besides the pantry was a much colder pantry, which housed food items that needed to be refrigerated. Hilda made a beeline for the kitchen, while Midna took a seat in one of the chairs, Ravio right behind her.

"So, what did the General have to be so secretive about that you and Gan were kept with him?"

"Gan was having a vision, but I don't know the details. I'm in the dark as muchas you guys are."

"Midna, I think you should talk to Gan."

"No, I am not going to bother him with it. If he is going to tell us, we'll know in the morning."

Ravio tsked as he plopped down on the couch, rolling his eyes. "Midna, don't lie. I can see it in your face. You want to know more than Hilda and I combined." Ravio turned to Hilda, who was pouring herself a glass of milk. "Right, Hilda?"

"I have no part in this."

Ralph waved her off. "She's interested. Midna, you are his bro code girl. If anything, he'll talk to you."

Midna crossed her arms. "Bro code girl?"

"Did I not say us guys get one female buddy? Gan has you, no doubt about it. As for me, I have H-"

Hilda sat beside Ravio, opening the book she found on the table. "Don't say my name."

"-ilda." Ravio smirked as he covered his face with his bunny hood, blocking the false anger of HIlda. He turned to Midna, hood still on. "I know I'm his bro, but you know the old saying, 'Girl before the world.'"

Midna, convinced, chuckled as she stood up. "Ravio, you are the weirdest guy I know. How long did it take you to come up with that?"

"Right after I denied 'Vags, not fags.' You gotta be more open these days in 2016. So easy for someone to get offended."

Hilda tapped her chin with her book. "Maybe you should stop reading those newspapers."

"For what? Tingle is an amazing source of stupid stuff. If it wasn't for Tingle, I would not know about the different types of orientations-" Midna quickly left the bottom floor, leaving Hilda to deal with the bunny boy. She strolled down the hallway of the second floor that led to a bathroom and six bedrooms, four of them occupied by the team. Midna walked down to the one furthest down the hallway to the right. The door was cracked open, and while Midna couldn't see its owner, she could hear him singing lowly.

"Goddess, keeper of the sand. Gerudo, inhabitants of this dreaded land. Many girls, followers of one male. Born every century, powerful without fail." Midna slowly knocked and opened the door, seeing Gan sorting his equipment on the floor. He looked up to Midna, stopping his singing. "Oh, hey Midna, what's up?"

Midna leaned on the doorway, playing with her fingers. "Nothing much… I guess Auru gave you a mission?"

"Oh," Gan looked down to his equipment, yet not touching any of it, "yeah, he did. My vision wanted me to head to the Demon. I doubt I talked him into it, though." He looked up to Midna, and saw the worried glint in her eyes. "You don't want me to go, do you?"

Midna denied his assumption, and walked into the room. She took her seat beside him, and picked up the closest item to her, the boomerang. "No, it isn't that I don't want you to go. I'm amazed you volunteered to do it. It is very brave of you."

Gan nodded. "Thanks."

"You're welcome… But Gan… Why must you go alone?"

"Midna, someone has to do this. It might as well be someone who is proven in combat. I don't know what challenges are down in there, but if there's a chance it could help the Resistance, and I can honor my mother and my native town, then I shall do it, no matter how dangerous." He looked to Midna, and took her free hand in his. "Would you propose I do something different?"

"Yes. Yes, I propose something different, and I say this as not Midna, your teammate, or as Midna, your partner in crime. I say this as someone who has always stood by your side, when you were in your coma, when you woke up, and even right now, pleading for you to make a smarter decision."

"Which is?"

"Gan, it's dangerous to go alone. Take me with you." Midna squeezed Gan's interlocked hand, and locked her red eyes with his yellow eyes. She could see him fight some hidden urge, maybe the one that would make him deny her wish, or accept it. Maybe it could be a different internal struggle, but he was contemplating something. He looked away for a moment, before gazing back to Midna, nodding.

"Why? This is my mission from Din herself. I don't think she'll like anyone else helping me."

"What are you doing exactly?"

"I don't know. All she told me was that I had to conquer my demons, and it would be at the Demon that I'll take my first step." Gan sighed as he took the boomerang from Midna, and stashed it in his pouch. "Whatever that means. If it can help us, I'll do it."

"And I want to help you, Gan. Your demons are my demons, and mine are yours."

Gan nodded, and tossed his bag to his bed. "I guess you can come, Twilight Princess. Auru is definitely going to kill me, though."

Midna smiled, and pecked Gan on the cheeks before standing up. "I won't let him."

"OH HELL NO!" Yelling from downstairs gained the two's attention, and they peeped out of the room to see an enraged Hilda storm up the stairs and into her room. Behind her, the Prince of Labrynna, holding his cheek as he held the opened door.

"Come on, Hilda, I was just joking! I mean, yes, I can't lie, because of you, I did grow my shween. But princess, I was kidding about grabbing your destiny, if you know what I mean?" The door slammed into his face, and the boy began to get worried. "Wait a minute Hilda, don't lock the door, where do you think you doing? This is a great chance to fondle royal stuff that you're blowing!"

Ravio came up the stairs, blue as his scarf. "When she said she wanted to be a princess, this is not what she meant, Ralph!"

Ralph pointed to Ravio. "First of all, peasant, it is Prince Ambi to you, and second, what do you know about princesses? While your coward ass dress in bunny costumes, I search for my princess, and I have found her." Ralph walked up to Ravio, and spoke to were only Ravio and himself could hear. "No matter how much time it will take, Hilda will be my Princess Lorule, not the dream of a rabbit!" He pushed past Ravio, making his way out of the house. Ravio, infuriated, stormed into his own room, and slammed the door. Midna looked up to Gan, who was just as stunned as she was.