Author's note: Heh, sorry about the Nim message earlier. She and Ren have this strange relationship, to say the least.

Karrah looked up as Impa stepped into the prison.
"Oh, how nice it is to see you. What brings you to my neck of the woods on this fine day?" Karrah asked, sarcasm thick on her voice. Impa shook her head.
"Evidently not all things change if you lose your memory. You're still sarcastic. Anyway, I came to tell you that your friends are coming for dinner. Evidently you were wrong and they are idiots. They did come." Karrah threw herself at the bars, glaring down at Impa.
"Don't you dear touch them. You hurt them in any way, shape, or form and I will kill you without a moment's hesitation."
"I thought you wanted peace?"
"I do, but evidently you are hell bent on keeping the war going. What is killing Ganondorf going to do at any rate? Every gerudo will come for you and kill you, you will be wiped out. A war isn't stopped by killing someone, that only makes things worse. Don't you understand that?"
"And yet you want to stop it by killing me. You are seeming quite contradictory."
"I don't want to kill you. But I will if you force my hands."
"Well, your hands seem quite tied at the moment, so I think I'm safe enough," Impa smiled and moved to leave, "We'll find a way to make your memory come back, and then you'll know why this is a necessary move."
"What gives you the impression that I want to remember?" Karrah said, "I'm not the girl your grew up with, Impa. I'm not Tova anymore."
"We'll see, won't we?"

"You idiots!" Karrah said as Ganondorf and Ren were thrown in the cell next to hers. They glared at her and she glared back.
"Well, sorry for coming to rescue you." Ren said. Karrah felt like hitting something and instead settled for pulling at her hair.
"Well you did a bloody fine job of that, didn't you?" She sat down in a corner of her cell and glared at the wall. Ganondorf looked at her.
"You're getting pretty used to being locked up by now, aren't you?" He asked. Karrah laughed.
"Yeah. You're mostly to thank for that, ya halfwit." She didn't care that she was insulting the most stuck up person she knew, he was in as much shit as she was, which was probably up to his neck in it. For all Karrah knew they were going to be killed soon, though she wasn't too sure if she'd be included in the death sentence or not. If she got the choice, she'd rather see herself killed and Ganondorf and Ren walk free, though with Impa hating them so much, she doubted that would ever happen. For a moment there was an awkward silence in the cells and then Ren spoke up.
"So… Tova, eh? And Impa's sister. That's gotta be a bit of a shock, not even we suspected that. All we suspected was that you knew Impa, and probably damn near everyone here knows Impa."
"Well, I'd rather not be related to her. She's a stuck up bitch who can't see that the only way to stop this war is if you two aren't killed. It'd be better if you all came to some sort of agreement. Ganondorf being killed would make every single gerudo hate every single sheikah and that would lead to Impa probably being killed and then there would just be a cycle. Sheikah kills gerudo, gerudo kills sheikah, then back to the start again. I'd rather not be related to such a bloody idiot." Ganondorf and Ren looked at each other and started laughing. Karrah looked at them, mildly amused.
"What's so funny?"
"You. We've corrupted you and now you're not as stupid as the other sheikah around here. Perhaps you never were." Ganondorf said and Karrah could tell he was contemplating something.
"Alright, you're vile majesty. What is it?"
"Well, we don't actually know how you lost your memory, what you used. You did it to yourself."
"Yeah, so I was told." Karrah rolled her eyes and Ren shushed her.
"Maybe you had your own plan?"
"The whole plan was that I lose my memory which forces you to come out of the desert and somehow I lead you here and then you get captured and killed. I helped come up with that plan according to Impa. So of course I had my own plan. A plan to get you killed."
"But what if that wasn't actually what you wanted?" Ganondorf asked. Karrah shrugged.
"Then I suppose losing my memory would make for a good cover story as to why I did what I did or something like that. If you can't remember then you aren't exactly lying, are you? Wait, back up, back up. You think that my whole aim was to try and bring peace to our people? By losing my memory? That's insane, Ganondorf! Surely there would have been an easier way?" Karrah moved closer to the bars and stood up so she could look into Ganondorf's face easier.
"If you could still remember everything I wouldn't believe you and you'd have been killed immediately if you told me that you just wanted peace between our people. Losing your memory is quite a clever way of earning my trust."
"You have got to be kidding me. How can you prove any of this? How can you prove that I wasn't just another halfwit sheikah who did as she was told and believed everything bad about you, never waiting to see if there is anything good about you?"
"We can't prove it. But if you have anything like Nim in you, then you have probably always had it. Being like Nim isn't exactly something you become just by losing your memory. And she was always a little different and always had some sort of surprise for us. Chances are that you were always a little different and had a little surprise for Impa," Ren shrugged, "Chances are that Ganondorf's right. You were planning this from the start. As much as it pains me to say so, you aren't as big an idiot as I thought." Karrah looked at Ren in amazement and got a glare back.
"You just gave me a compliment."
"Yeah, don't make a big thing of it or I will kill you as soon as I get out of here." Ren scowled and Karrah just laughed, making her scowl more. Karrah looked out the small window in her cell, thinking. There were bars over it, unfortunately, but had that ever stopped Karrah from escaping before? She doubted that she'd have much time if she was going to get all three of them out before Ganondorf and Ren were killed. She jumped up on the small platform that would be used as a bed and grabbed one of the bars, looking over to Ganondorf and realising that his head was actually touching the ceiling.
"Bit uncomfortable for you in here?" She asked. Ganondorf scowled and Karrah laughed, looking back to the bar and thinking, then realising in shock that little ice crystals were spreading out from where she was holding it. She let go and the ice kept spreading. She looked outside and saw a man out there, watching her. He smiled and she looked at him curiously. He mimed standing back and Karrah jumped down, looking at Ganondorf and Ren in surprise. They both frowned.
"What is it?" Ren asked.
"I think someone's helping us in a prison break." At that moment the bars in the window of Karrah's cell burst apart and Karrah knelt down, shielding her head from the falling shards and getting cuts on her hands and arms for her troubles. She looked around and jumped back up on the bench. The guy below beckoned for her to come out and she looked back at Ganondorf and Ren.
"I'll come back and break you out. I think it'll be easier to get the keys from the front entrance."
"You realise that there is probably someone there."
"Probably Impa. I can handle her." Karrah said, determined as she hauled herself out through the window. For once she was grateful that she had hardly any shape in her chest and hips because it meant she could fit through the gap easier. She managed to land reasonably gracefully, which surprised her slightly. The guy walked towards her.
"Are you alright?" He asked. Karrah nodded.
"Yeah, thanks. Who are you? Why'd you help me escape?"
"Yeah, doubted you'd remember me, though it still kinda hurts. My name's Carras. I helped you escape because before you went off to the desert and lost your memory I was your best friend." He shrugged and I looked at him in confusion.
"Well, things just took an interesting turn didn't they? Didn't think I had any friends. Anyway, think you can help me break two other people out and then persuade a bunch of people that Ganondorf and Ren aren't actually all that bad and that there is no point in killing them? By the way, Impa might hate you afterwards, just so you have fair warning. Another thing, if we're caught then chances are we'll both be caught and end up hanging with Ganondorf and Ren, which I would much rather not happen."
"Not much would change then, would it? Impa has always hated me, and I wouldn't miss a chance to annoy her even more. So what's the plan?"
"Make it up as we go along, that seems to work well enough." Karrah shrugged, then grinned and headed towards the front of the building, making sure she looked as though she belonged there. Carras followed her. He wasn't too bad looking with black hair and grey eyes, a bit taller than Karrah was. He and Karrah just walked into the front of the prison, stopping just inside. Just as Karrah had expected, Impa was standing there, making sure that Ganondorf and Ren didn't escape. She frowned when she saw Karrah and Carras there.
"I thought I told you not to have anything to do with her, Carras."
"You did, I didn't listen. What can I say? Tova influenced me more than you realised." He shrugged smiling slightly. Karrah shook her head.
"It's still weird, knowing that's my name." She whispered. Carras snorted lightly, but didn't say anything. Karrah looked at her sister.
"You want the keys, Tova?" Impa asked. Karrah looked thoughtful for a moment then nodded.
"Yeah, could be useful. Easier than picking locks, which I don't know if I know how to do or not, considering that I can't remember. But I'm guessing you want to make things hard for me because you are hell bent on ensuring that Ganondorf and Ren die. I have such a little, blood thirsty sister." She grinned.
"Seriously? You still make short jokes?" Impa asked, clearly unimpressed. Karrah looked to Carras.
"I make short jokes?"
"Yeah, quite frequently. Then you get annoyed when I make them about you." He said, looking at her. She glared at him.
"You aren't that much taller than me."
"And that's what you always say. So boring."
"OI! Do you mind moving your arses and getting us the hell out of here?" Ren called from the cell she and Ganondorf were still in. Karrah rolled her eyes.
"Keep your skirt on!"
"I don't have a skirt on!"
"Then it's already too late." Karrah muttered so Ren couldn't hear her.
"I don't understand it, Tova. You always seemed so keen to remove Ganondorf from the equation. What changed?" Impa asked.
"I stopped acting." Karrah said taking a step towards Impa, who shook her head and aimed a kick at Karrah.
"You aren't getting these keys, sister mine."
"And you aren't killing my friends. Looks like we're at a standoff."
"Oh, goody. You two, this isn't a Wild West film! No Mexican standoffs!" Ren called out.
"Quiet in the cheap seats!" Karrah snapped and Carras looked mildly amused.
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Stand there and look pretty while I kick my sister's butt." Karrah said, glaring at Impa.
"We'll see who kicks whose butt." Impa smirked.
"Bring it."