Author's Note: Okay, so there has been a bit of a drop in reviews over the past few chapters, but I'm all right with that. Hopefully my writing hasn't gotten progressively worse, so I hope to bring it back up in this chapter. Nonetheless, let's address the reviews that I do have so that you may read!

Reviews: ShadowNinja1011: They certainly are, though I'm glad that I portrayed them well. And all of the song references!

MiniJen: I don't know what to say! I really loved their relationship in Twilight Princess, so I wanted to have them in such a snowy area and mix in a bit of Journey too (great game right there). I am glad that they are all right, because I find that they are getting smaller and smaller as we go on. Still, I had a lot of problems with the chapter, especially at the start, though I am pumped for the next few chapters now! You say such nice things, and yet it should be you who should be receiving them.

Schniedragon88: I'm so happy! I really do want to gather games together at certain points, though I have only played a small part of Minish Cap and read the manga for all three games that you said. I think it would be a good idea, though please tell me for ways to incorporate them; because I am terrible at these sorts of things. However, I do hope that you aren't disappointed in the idea that I have for Oni Link, because I don't want for it to be bad. Enjoy the chapter!

TDDolphin: It's no problem. I knew that I should have made it bolder anyway. Thank-you very much, though I don't think that I will be able to reach that 300 mark with the dip in reviews; but I am very thankful for everyone's support nonetheless. I'm glad that I was descriptive, because I was going all Journey on it. Nothing much did happen, but I assure you that things will be getting ready for the climax now.

CupcakePride101: It's no problem. Life is hell, and I know it. I love their characters so much, so I just couldn't help myself! That is very true, though. You don't know how much I wanted to talk about the Mirror, though it probably wouldn't have made much sense. I did want him to be rather cold, irony much, but he turned out much different than I expected. I may change him in editing, but I do see what you mean. I've gotten to Great Bay, but I have heard many things about Ikana (especially from watching Chuggaaconroy's Let's Play).

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"All dreams can come true if we have the courage to pursue them."

~Walt Disney~

Ancient Roots

A Skyward Sword FanFiction

Chapter 41: Nayru

As promised, Ikana transported me back to the outskirts of the Temple of Hylia. Impa had made sure that I was warm and well fed before she allowed me to go anywhere near the present, giving the two of us time to discuss the location of the final Dragon. Although she didn't know any specific locations, she was certain that the Thunder Dragon resided somewhere hidden away in the depths of Lanayru Desert.

I return to the present but keep myself from staying for long, simply taking the second Clawshot back from Groose before leaving them behind. Their defences against The Imprisoned have advanced even though I haven't been gone for long, and their speed gives me hope for them to be able to hold him back long enough for me to find and use the Triforce.

Having no time to waste returning to Skyloft, I set off for Lanayru even though the sun has long since set and work through the night. During our first journey through Lanayru, I saw no signs of a Dragon, though I remember the kind Goron Golo conducting some research on the Dragons and soon make my way towards the Lanayru Sand Sea.

As I cross over the sand dunes, I can't help but reflect on just how far I've come. Not so long ago I was just another person living her life, but now everything I once knew has been tossed upside down and changed completely. Some parts have been incredible, like the Surface itself and its wonders despite the masses of monsters everywhere, but what outweighs this is the pure loss.

People have suffered so much in the past few weeks, people have died, and there'll be no end to it if I don't stop this.

I swallow thickly at the memories, only for a voice to murmur, 'It's alright, Zelda. It'll all be over soon.'

Smiling, I reply, 'Thank you, sleepyhead.'

Sometimes I really don't appreciate the blessing that the Goddesses gave me.

By the time I reach the caves, the sound of a pickaxe smashing into rock echoes around the caves. I call out for the Goron as he steps away from his work and rubs the back of his head, resting his pickaxe against the nearby wall as his eyes find mine. My soft footsteps are a stark contrast to his heavy ones as he breaks out into a run and bundles me up into his arms with a broad grin.

"Sister Zelda! You're back, goro!"

I laugh lightly as he gently sets me back down onto the ground and pulls up one of the stools for me to sit on, sitting down on the ground beside me, his grin never fading as he asks me how I've been. "I've been well, thank you, Golo," I say with a smile, my mood brightening with his presence. "I'm here to see if you've made any progress in finding the Dragon who lives nearby."

"I've been workin' on it for a while now, but I haven't found all that much," he confesses, to which my shoulders slump forwards. Though after a moment, Golo leans in close with a toothy grin. "I've found more than you would ever know!" A smile creases my face as he points to the wall behind him, covered in cracks like spider webs. "From my research, I'm pretty certain that the Dragon is somewhere on the other side of that wall. I've still got a lot of diggin' to do, so you might be waitin' for a while yet."

I don't have the time to wait, I tell myself, glancing down at my hands. Maybe I can speed up the process…

'When all else fails, use magic,' Link comments with a smirk.

"Let me try, Golo," I resolve, praying that the idea that pops into my head works. Breathing deeply, I make my way over to the craggy wall and raise my hands. Please let this work, please let this work… Focusing on my target, I call out, "Occido!"

I leap back as the spell darts straight towards the wall, and dust flies everywhere from the explosive impact. Golo reaches forwards to catch me when I trip, holding me tight until the dust clears. Despite the fact that I should use the spell on enemies, the impact from the spell was enough to partially destroy the wall and open the way into a tunnel ahead.

"Sweet Hylia!" Golo cries in joy, almost dropping me in his shock. "You did it!"

I did it…

"Shall we?" I remark to him, gesturing towards the entrance.

"No, no, you go on ahead," he responds to my surprise. "You're the one who did this, Sister Zelda. You deserve whatever's waiting there for you! I'll be there in a bit, anyway."

I try to argue, but he's having none of it, so after a moment I leave Golo behind and break into a run down the tunnel ahead. Thankfully it isn't that long, and before I know it, I'm being showered in sunlight.

The cracked ground extends out before dropping off into an abyss, large rocky walls surrounding this rather small area. Various minecart tracks are old and rusted over, robots lying broken and decaying on the ground. In the near distance, there's a set of yellowed bones. Before I can go and investigate it, Fi appears in a spark of light.

"This is the Lanayru Gorge, Dominae. Legend tells of the Thunder Dragon residing in this area," she clarifies, then turns to the area ahead of us, "Signs indicate that the ancient civilisation of robotic technology that you have previously encountered began their first makeshift quarry in this area and continued to mine the high quality Timeshift Stones from this very area until the very end."

I frown at the sad remark, though force myself to focus when Fi returns to the Master Sword and I spot a large Timeshift Stone in the middle of the area—making my way towards it and striking it with the pommel of the sacred blade.

Within moments the area around me is transported back to a time thousands of years before my own. The grass bounces in the extremely in the warm, gentle breeze whilst the robots have buzzed back to life and carry on with their duties, nodding at me to acknowledge my presence.

As I look down at them with a smile, I notice just how torn up my dress has become—the hem of the skirt close to falling off whilst the rest of the fabric is matted with mud, dust, and blood. How these robots still see me as their beacon of hope and the look of the great Goddess is confusing, but it's not like I have time to question it.

My eyes drift over to a group of small bugs darting around the area, their wings like glass. I slowly walk towards them and hold my hand out, surprised when one of them lands against my finger and studies me. The beautiful creature, however, is suddenly startled by a jarring cough off to my left and flutters away in fear.

"Gerudo Dragonflies… b-beautiful, aren't they?"

I turn towards the source of the voice, my lips parting at the looming shadow collapsed against the grass where the pile of bones used to be—the Thunder Dragon, I quickly realise. His dark skin shines in the sunlight, yellow garments decorated with insignias of Nayru. His crimson eyes observe me, eyebrows knitted together in deep thought. His beard is made up of a strange, cloudy, material whilst his horns and chest spark with electricity.

But despite his great presence, he looks weak and frail as he hacks again.

"Lanayru…"

He opens his mouth to speak, only to cough further. Rushing towards him, I bring forth my healing spell in hopes of helping him, only to find that the incantation has little effect on him.

"A sorceress has c-come to my Domain…" Lanayru muses softly. "W-Who are you…?"

"I am the Goddess Reborn," I greet with a small bow. "I have travelled across this land in order to protect it from the Demon King and end the Great War once and for all. Today, I come for the part of the Song of the Hero that you possess to return to the Great Sky Spirit, Levias."

There's a brief pause before his eyes sparkle with recognition. "Y-Your Grace?" I nod. "Y-You have truly returned?"

"I have, Lanayru. I promised to save this land, and I will not stop until I have fulfilled my promise to the people."

He sighs. "How I w-wish I could… bow to you…" Stifling another cough, he then adds, "B-But I cannot help you…"

"W-What?" I breathe.

"I-I do not possess… the strength to give you t-the Song…" He chokes. "I may have the strength for this b-brief conversation… but I am very ill… my strength d-dwindles as we speak…"

My lips part. "Is there no way to save you?"

Lanayru shakes his head and gestures weakly over to a small clearing nearby where a mound of soil sits surrounded by waterfalls. "M-My robots planted a Life T-Tree seedling as the fruit is said to… to cure any illness… b-but it just won't g-grow… alas—" He breaks himself off as he falls into another fit of coughs. "Your Grace… I am sorry…"

'I can't fail now…' I mutter to Link.

'Surely there must be a way to make it grow.'

Fi appears as I lower my head, turning her gaze towards the clearing. "This environment will not serve as a viable location for the sapling. However, I believe that if you transport this to a better environment, you may be able to use your magic to speed up the seedling's growth and produce the."

I snap my head up. "Really?"

"I am ninety percent certain, Dominae."

'What about the forest?'

I tilt my head, rising from my slightly hunched over posture as I drop my hands. 'What?'

'Faron Woods. I know it's far away from here, but it's the only part of the Surface where life thrives.' He pauses for a moment, then, 'It might be your only chance…'

My heart jumps at the thought of what he's saying.

It might be a diversion, but it really could be our only shot at producing the fruit that we need to cure the Thunder Dragon.

We still have a chance…

Promising Lanayru that I will help him, I rush towards the clearing where the Life Tree sapling sits. Explaining the situation to one of the robots currently watering the sapling and hearing confirmation of who I am from Lanayru, the robot allows me to dig up the sapling and pass it to Fi, who holds onto it whilst I ready myself to return to the Sky Realm.

Time might not be on my side, but I have no choice.

Unfortunately, my journey takes longer than I would have wanted it to, for a sudden burst of storms back in the Sky Realm force me to take longer routes—rain and wind lashing at my sides. I've grown up with storms like these, although I've never had somewhere as important to be when I've flown through them.

By the time I descend into Faron Woods, the sun is just about to start sinking below the horizon. Rushing into the Sealed Temple soaked with Fi a few paces behind with the sapling, the small crowd inside glance up from their meals with confused complexions. Karane immediately rushes off to find some towels whilst the others bring me over to the fire.

"What happened?" Pipit asks.

"Just some storms," I breathe, partially out of breath from the running. Thanking Karane for the towels she wraps around my shoulders, I add, "But I can't stay… I have to plant this sapling."

"A sapling?" Groose parrots.

"Yes," Fi steps in. "Mistress Zelda must harvest the fruit from this Life Tree sapling in order to gain the final part of the Song of the Hero—it is capable of curing any illness."

Impaz hums and stands with Groose's help. "I have heard of this legendary tree. If you need a place to plant it, Your Grace, then that alcove will be the safest place for it to grow."

"My analysis indicates that this location is ideally suited to growing the seedling," Fi concours. "Once planting the seedling, using your Unda spell as well as the spell known as "Vigeo" should cause the sapling to grow at faster pace that usual."

I nod and make my way over to the small alcove in the corner of the Temple, the others following close behind as I kneel in the grassy and dig a small hole. Calling for Fi, I help her lower the sapling into the earth before covering it over with dirt and stepping away from it, taking a deep breath.

'Here goes nothing,' Link remarks.

'Here goes nothing,' I agree. Holding my hands out towards the sapling before murmuring, "Unda." Droplets of water soon bubble from my fingers and I guide them over to the sapling, making the ground beneath me moist. Internally crossing my fingers, I then call out, "Vigeo."

A viridian light sudden pulsates around my hand and travels towards the sapling, engulfing it in light. Orbs of light dance around the sapling, briskly germinating it and making it grow faster than ever, causing me to take a few steps back as a stem rises from the ground.

Translucent green leaves surround the sapling, guiding the stem fully out from the ground and quickly begin to form a thick trunk—generations passing by in seconds. The branches slowly begin to sprout and curl around each other, leaves blossoming and growing more vibrant with each passing moment.

With one last part of light, the green orbs swirl around the fully-grown Life Tree before condensing near one branch, producing a large, multicoloured fruit plump with ripeness. Reaching up, I cut the fruit free from the tree and stagger backwards from the sheer weight of it.

I did it.

I can save the Thunder Dragon.

Turning to the rest of them, my lips turn into a frown when I realise that I have to leave them again. "I'm sorry, but I just can't stay," I confess. I'm surprised when they don't object, but after all that we've been through they know why I have to go. "Hopefully this will all be over when I see you next."

The thought brings me both joy and fear about what's to come.

"Lanayru!" I cry out as I rush back into Lanayru Gorge at a fast pace. Despite the hours that it took for me to finally escape the storms in the Sky Realm, I managed to land in Lanayru just before the sun sets. Just like before, Fi dutifully protects the Life Tree fruit and floats at my side.

My eyes widen when Lanayru is unresponsive.

"He is still alive," Fi reassures me as I skid into a stop before him, kneeling before his face. "However, I am unsure of how long he has left to live without conducting the necessary scans."

I shake Lanayru's arm, my stomach twisting at how frail and bony it is. "Lanayru… wake up." After a few attempts, his eyes start to move behind closed lids, and soon enough his hazy red eyes find mine. Signalling for Fi to come closer, I add, "Lanayru, you must eat this."

Nodding to Fi, the spirit of the blade lowers the fruit into my arms, and I grunt at the weight of it before urging Lanayru to open his mouth. Thankfully, despite his weakening form, he manages to do so and slowly takes a bite, the fruit's juices spilling onto my hands. Nothing happens after the first bite, so I press him to eat the whole thing, and despite how painfully slow the process is, he manages to do so.

Once he manages to eat the entire fruit, I rise and take a few steps back—allowing the Dragon to push himself up a little. The sight of Lanayru so weak and frail hurts both Hylia and I, and we pray fervently for his speedy recovery.

There's a moment of silence as Lanayru straightens, and I can't help but hold my breath.

Then, without any warning, there's a burst of light and electricity dazzles through the sky, forcing me to cover my eyes.

"Zinga-dingding!"

By the time I can recover, the Thunder Dragon lets out a wonderous roar and shoots skyward, soaring through the air. With both Hylia and I emotional at the sight, my eyes we up with tears as Lanayru flies back down to his previous spot. Holding his clawed hand out to me, I step onto his palm and allow him to bring me closer to his face—no longer pallor from sickness.

"Whew! I've never felt so exhilarated in my life, and it's all thanks to you, Your Grace!" Lanayru praises as he catches his breath. "I feel like a proper Dragon again!"

I can't help but smile as I reply, "You are back to how I remembered you, Lanayru. It makes me happy to see you well again."

He nods. "As I am to be honoured with your presence, Your Grace."

"Please, Lanayru, Hylia will do."

This only makes him chuckle. "Of course, Hylia. Now you came for the part of the Song of the Hero, did you not?" I silently agree, to which he places me firmly back on the ground. "I will do anything I can to aid the bringer of light."

Lanayru bows deeply to me and clasps his hands together, and after a moment his body is encased in a soft glow. The final piece of parchment that I need appears before him, and with a flick of his wrist it glides towards me. Taking it into my hands, my heart leaps with joy at the sight of it as I read the lyrics in my head.

"Please, never fear,
I'll be right here,
By your side.
In the future,
Your descendants will be my Heroes,
Just as you have been
All these days."

"I sense that you have been on many trials to reach this part of your journey," says Lanayru. Even though I don't reply, he knows that he's right. As I roll the parchment up and slide it into my bag, he adds, "I can feel the Demon King growing stronger, but I, like all of us, have faith that you will protect this land from his wrath."

"I will, Lanayru."

It truly is almost over—the time to recover and rebuild is closer than ever.

But standing in my way is the Demon Army.

'Not too much longer now, sleepyhead. I'll be there to wake you up soon.'

'And then we can celebrate my birthday in peace.'

My eyes widen for a moment—I'd completely forgotten. 'When's your birthday.'

'A few days away, I think,' is all he says in response, though I have no time to respond before the Thunder Dragon is handing me a bundle of golden tipped arrows.

"Take these Light Arrows, my dear, and you shall never go astray," he says, to which I thank him gratefully. "Now, return to the Great Sky Spirit and recover the Triforce. Once the Great War is over, perhaps you will return, and we shall catch up in lighter circumstances."

I smile and nod. "Of course, Lanayru."

Then it really hits me—I have the Song of the Hero, perhaps the last thing separating me from the Triforce, and with it the end of the Goddess's Mission.

It's almost over…

Allowing Fi to return me to the Sky Realm, excitement courses through my veins as the wind rushes through my hair. The thought of completing the Song of the Hero and getting one step closer to the Triforce, and with it one step closer to ending this once and for all. I can't help but let a few tears run down my cheeks as the emotions get too much for a moment.

'You're so close, Zelda,' Link praises warmly. 'It won't be long now.'

Soaring straight towards the Thunderhead, I fly towards the Great Sky Spirit and land softly atop his head, bowing in greeting. "Ah, Your Grace, you have returned!" Levias booms. "Have you brought the three parts off the Song of the Hero?" I nod and go to retrieve them, only for the parchments to glide out from my bag and hover before me with a golden glow.

"Am I worthy of the final part, Levias?" I can't help but ask, suddenly nervous.

Levias hums, then chuckles without saying anything in response. The Great Sky Spirit suddenly rears back, sending me off balance a little, and he begins to sing—his voice deep but nonetheless melodic. Once I manage to regain my footing, my lips part in awe as the final parchment appears before me without warning and merges with the other pieces to create the entire melody.

Deep inside me, Hylia wells up with emotion.

I reach out towards it, my heart squeezing at the sight of it.

It's here…

And yet, when my fingers brush against the old page, my vision is awash with white and I'm transported to a time long passed.

~O~

The last Queen of the Surface, Queen Zelda XVI, waved away her attendant when she noticed who had entered the room. She sat in her private study within the Fortress after the Palace that she had grown up in was attacked and left for nothing by the Demon Army, a wooden lyre balanced over her lap which was covered in numerous personal carvings from across the ages.

Knowing exactly who had entered the study, she dismissed her lady-in-waiting so that they may be alone. Straightening herself, Zelda XVI politely stood for her newest arrival.

Hylia, who she believed was one of the four more accurate Queens of that land, gingerly stepped into the study as if unsure of the etiquette. While she was beyond all human vision, merely there to quell the War that was about to rage across the land. Nevertheless, she still felt uneasy about being in front of her people, even if she knew all ways of interacting with the people that she formed. Her long dress, which was slightly dirty from the Fortress floors, almost hovered over the ground as she walked—her circlet balanced perfectly atop her blonde hair.

Within an instant, Zelda XVI placed the lyre on the table beside her and fell to her knees. She crossed her arms across her chest in complete submission before the great being before her, eyes slipping shut. The Goddess watched the young Queen as she completed the prayer-like act, smiling meekly as she did so. The selflessness and nobility intertwined within the Queen's soul was nothing more than admirable, even if Hylia was above all in a sense.

"Please…" Hylia lightly pleaded. "I beg of you to stand. You are the monarch of this land"

"And you are the White Goddess, Your Grace," the Queen replied softly, standing. After a few moments of silence, the Queen regained her composure. "I do not wish to speak ill of you, Your Grace, but why have you come to converse with me? I thought that you would be aiding the battle plans."

After all, it was only three days until the Demon Army was predicted to strike.

They were running out of time, and fast.

"I was. However, I excused myself mere moments ago."

The Queen, silent for a moment, hesitating when she noticed that they were still standing. "Oh, please sit down, Your Grace. I may fetch for whatever you need."

Hylia smiled warmly as they sat down, glancing out of the window to their left for moment before Hylia took notice of the Queen's features. Her chestnut brown hair was straight until it reached past her breasts before shifting into a plait which cascaded down to the bottom of her spine; a piece of white ribbon wrapped around the threshold between her hair and the plait.

Her golden tiara was studded with a dark blue gem, elegantly sitting atop her head. Golden shoulder plates sat over her shoulders, covering her feminine figure with expensive jewels and metals, joined together underneath her collarbone with the same metal. The deep purple material covering her body ran down to the top of her thigh, white silky fabric billowing around her underneath the material covering her torso—a sheer fabric overlaying the white.

She was beautiful.

Shaking her head, her eyes travelled to the lyre between them. "I see you play the harp," Hylia conversed quietly. Zelda XVI simply nodded, unsure of what to say or do. "Please, my dear, think me not of the Deity of Time, but of a mortal wishing to help this dying world." Hylia's vibrant blue eyes swirled into a torrent of sadness, catching the young Queen by surprise. She adjusted herself in her seat before gathering the courage to reach out and gently touch Hylia's hand.

"Thank you, Your Grace."

"Would you play for me?" Hylia asked, noting how the Queen's fingers drew back towards her abdomen. The Queen silently nodded with a small smile and prepared the lyre against her chest before plucking a variety of notes. As she played, Hylia's smile grew. "You are a beautiful musician," she complimented. "What song is this?"

"I... have no name for it yet," the Queen replied as she played. Hylia's eyes flickered around the room, finding a violin mounted over the mantle of the fire. "You never did say why you were here, Your Grace, if you don't mind me saying."

The Goddess's eyes returned to the Queen's stomach, then, "I came because I sensed a shift in your spirit." The Queen's fingers faltered for a moment, and they both met one another's gazes evenly. "Your secret is safe with me, my dear."

"Thank you, Your Grace. I am truly indebted to you," said the Queen, visibly relaxing. "The people shall know once the War has passed. Now… now is not the time."

Hylia nodded, understanding. Gesturing over to the violin, she wondered, "May I?"

Zelda nodded without word and resumed her strumming, eyes fluttering shut as she did so. Hylia glided over and took the instrument into her grasp. When she returned to her seat, she made a few practise attempts before following along with the Queen.

What Hylia did not expect, however, was for the Queen to begin to sing.

"Oh, Hero,
You will do great things,
Indeed.
Listen to me,
And you'll always be
Unafraid."

Hylia's lips parted, though it soon turned into a smile at the Queen's beautifully soft tone. Humming along, the Goddess connected herself with the Queen and began to sing along with her.

"Hero, destiny,
Will guide you
Forever more.
Darkening skies,
It's your life to live.

"Please, never fear,
I'll be right here,
By your side.
In the future,
Your descendants will be my Heroes,
Just as you have been
All these days.

"Darkening skies,
It's your life to live.
Oh, Hero,
You will do great things,
Indeed."

Hylia and the Queen smiled a little at each other as the sound resonated throughout the Fortress. Heads of servants and ladies-in-waiting turned towards the harmonious sound. The heads of Knights in training tilted upwards from the practise yard. Even the head of the Chosen Knight of Hylia, ever so recently freed from a world of pain and torture, looked up at the window of the study with a soft smile.

It was the sound of hope. The only thing stronger than fear itself.

~O~

I break free from the memory with a smile, my eyes fluttering open to a sea of clouds around me. Levias has disappeared, and so has the Thunderhead—only a sea of clouds over a land of crystalline water. A gentle breeze blows my hair out of my face as a choir of voices chant the Ballad of the Goddess around me.

"The one to protect the land that we created…" A trio of voices call out to me, just like they did during the Autumnal Equinox. Gentle fingers trace my jaw, making my shiver. "The one who will heal this dying world filled with anger and despair… Zelda Nohansen Harkinain…"

Translucent, slender fingers then place something on the crown of my head. Turning my gaze down to the waters beneath me, I quickly recognise the same Circlet that Hylia wore in my memories now atop my head. Made up of two thin lines of intertwining silver, a small circular diamond sits in the centre, three gems hanging beneath it—green, blue, and red for each of the Goddesses.

"Take this as a symbol of your journey and come to us, dear Sister," they sing. "Join us, Sister. It is time for the Needle of Time to stitch the Thread of Fate, and for destiny to finally decide."

Swallowing thickly, I observe myself in the waters below, my eyes sparkling with resolve.

"I will, my Sisters. I will…"

Author's Note: Well, what another chapter to get done and dusted. I am rather proud of the flashback, though I did only intend Hylia and Zelda and companions; just in case you were wondering. If you have any questions, although, don't hesitate to as me. Please drop a rate and review if you haven't already, and I will be readying myself for a big chapter. However, I have mocks soon, so I won't be writing as often as I want to! :3

*Vigeo means "Thrive" in Latin.

~RandomButLoved~