Author's note: Come on, Ren. Stop nagging me! -Nim

As soon as Karrah entered the small town, there were some people running off and others gathering round to stare at her as she walked down the street. She looked around, confused. Everyone here was like her, sheikah, and yet she didn't recognise any of them. It was weird to know that once upon a time she probably knew all these people, yet now she didn't even recognise them. She stopped as someone started pushing their way through the crowds to get to her, staring as recognition hit her. It was the woman from her dreams, the one in purple. For a moment they just stood, looking at each other, then the woman in purple stepped forward and clapped a hand on Karrah's forearm.
"It's good to see you again."
"I wish I could say the same, but I don't remember ever seeing you before." The woman nodded.
"Come, I'll explain everything." Karrah frowned, but followed the woman anyway. She didn't know if it was a smart idea or not, wasn't sure if even being in the town was a smart idea. The woman lead her to a house nearer the middle of the town and opened the door, letting Karrah in first. The first thing that caught Karrah's eye was the charcoal picture of the two girls, whom she now knew were her and the other woman in the house.
"Why can't I remember you?" She asked, turning to look at the woman in purple.
"It was part of the plan, you agreed to it."
"Plan? What are you talking about?"
"It was the only way we could think of to get Ganondorf somewhere where he might be vulnerable. Get him here. And how were we supposed to get him here? You helped to come up with this plan, Tova. Thought that if you snuck into the Gerudo Fortress, pretending to be after some of Ganondorf's plans, then you could get properly integrated and be able to guide him here."
"Back up. Tova?" Karrah shook her head, confused. The woman took a step forward and Karrah stepped away from her, not wanting to be close to this woman.
"That's your name. Tova. You really did have everything wiped, didn't you?"
"How did I lose my memory and is there any way to get it back?" Karrah asked. The woman shook her head.
"I don't know if you can get it back, but you wiped your own memory with something that was given to you, even I'm not sure about the details. Some sort of potion, I think, but I'm not sure."
"Who are you? Why should I believe you?" The woman looked slightly upset.
"My name is Impa. I'm your older sister." Karrah looked at Impa, confused and not sure how to take the news. She supposed she should have guessed that Impa was her sister, but right now she was so confused and unable to think that she couldn't even start to fathom it.
"So what was the plan? Why would I wipe my own memory?"
"Because Ganondorf will do anything to get what he wants. You losing your memory would force him to try and help you to regain it, and so would hopefully eventually lead him here, through you, so that we could remove him from the equation. So where is he?"
"Why would I tell you? There is one little thing you didn't think of when coming up with this plan."
"It was your plan too. And what little detail did we overlook?"
"He's my friend. Why would I hand over my own friend?" Impa looked at Karrah like she was some sort of monster.
"What sheikah becomes friends with a gerudo, let alone the King of Thieves himself? The one who pretty much single handed destroyed Hyrule Castle?"
"I do! He's not as bad as you think he is! He was trying to help me, not just because he wanted to know what our plan was, but because I was his friend." Karrah wasn't sure if it was quite true and evidently it was visible on her face.
"You don't quite believe that, do you?" Impa asked. Karrah glared at her sister, her fingers itching to draw the naginata she had taken off the sheikah she had killed. She just wanted this woman to go away and leave her alone.
"He's my friend. Even Ren is my friend to some extent. I won't let either of them die. What even is the point of this whole war? Have you even seen how the gerudos are living? The desert has nothing in it, nothing! How are you supposed to live like that? Ganondorf just wants a better life for his people, and it's not like we're all that short of supplies or space, we could help them and they could help us. Where is the point in fighting, Impa? There is more to be gained if our two peoples joined forces and helped each other. So many lives could be saved that would otherwise be lost." Impa shook her head.
"It is no use to try to reason with Ganondorf. A gerudo never listens."
"I was right. Ren isn't the racist bitch around here. It's us. We're the racists. We don't even give them a chance." Impa looked at Karrah, whose chin was raise defiantly.
"We will stick to the plan. Let us see if Ganondorf really sees you as a friend, or if he just sees you as a means to an end. Lyall! Come in here," A guy a bit taller than Karrah with black hair and purple eyes walked in and looked from Karrah to Impa, "Take her and tie her up, through her in the prison, then get word out that she has been captured, make sure it reaches Ganondorf's ears." Karrah looked at Impa in alarm and kicked out when Lyall tried to take her to the prison, fighting him off for as long as she could, but evidently she wasn't as skilled as he was because her resistance didn't last too long and soon her hands were tied behind her back.
"I was right, you are a bitch. He's not going to come, you know. He's too smart for that. Even if he does want to come, Ren hates my guts and is bound to talk him out of it. This will never work."
"We'll see, little sister." Impa said as Karrah was forced out of the room by Lyell, struggling the whole way.

Ganondorf looked at Ren, not very happy at all.
"I still can't believe you just let her walk away. She was our only chance at figuring out what the sheikah were planning."
"She was insulting me."
"Be be bigger person, Ren."
"I can't! She's taller than me!" Ganondorf face palmed, scowling. Sometimes Ren could be the most infuriating person he knew.
"Well, how are we supposed to find her? It's not like someone is just going to pop out and say 'Hey! You're friend is in such a such a place!'" Ganondorf said sarcastically.
"Oi!" Someone shouted, jogging towards them. Ren placed her hand on the hilt of her sword and Ganondorf frowned at the person coming towards them.
"Don't come any closer. She's already had a bad day and is just looking for an excuse to spill blood. If you aren't careful, it will be yours." The guy coming towards them stopped and looked at Ren warily.
"I have news."
"We aren't interested in your rumours." Ren spat.
"It's about the princess's guardian's sister. She was missing for a while, but now she's returned and for some reason got thrown straight into the sheikah prison." Ganondorf frowned.
"What does this girl look like? Reasonably tall, short white hair, red eyes?"
"Yeah. How'd you know?" The guy looked at Ganondorf in confusion and stepped out of the way as Ganondorf pushed past him. Ren rolled her eyes.
"Could you give us directions to this town?" She asked. The guy shook his head.
"I really shouldn't." Ren smiled sweetly and pulled her sword out, pointing it at his throat.
"He was right, you know. My day hasn't been all that good. Actually, the past week or so hasn't been that great. I've been having to put up with someone who I absolutely despise and then when she went missing, he kept nagging me about it and hasn't stopped. So I'm just looking for an opportunity to kill someone, and you might just push me over the edge. Now, I'm being nice and giving you the choice. Tell me the way to where this town is and live, or don't and have your throat cut." The guy stuttered out directions and Ren nodded in thanks before stepping away, sheathing her sword and jogging off after Ganondorf and pointing him in the correct direction.