Note:This is over 2000 words because I transcribed the entire scene from the game. You don't have to read this.
The woman with blue skin floated-literally hovered off the ground by a few inches-all the way to the Statue of the Goddess. I gave chase, but found nothing but Kesse, Chuchus, and my father's Remlit Mia. Mia was particularly terrifying, because I had never seen a remlit during their night-craze before. I was severely scratched before I managed to toss her off the edge of the city, knowing that she would fly back up with those large ears.
Panting, I arrived in the courtyard of the Statue of the Goddess. The woman disappeared into the stone of the base, through the Goddess's symbol which glowed and a passageway opened behind her. Glancing over my shoulder to be sure I was alone, I ran into the doorway.
The room inside the Statue was not impressive at first glance: a sword poking out of a large stone was the only visible decoration. I cautiously approached the pedestal where the blade rested. Then, I noticed the blade was glowing.
The glow intensified for a moment and the woman I'd followed sprang from the hilt of the blade, hovering above the ground, crouched low in a bow. She rose and looked me square in the eye.
"The one chosen by my creator. I have been waiting for you. You will play a role in a great destiny," she said, her voice echoing slightly. "According to your social customs, I should provide you with my personal designation. Fi is the name I was given. I was created for a single purpose, long before the recorded memory of your people. I must aid you in fulfilling the great destiny that is your burden to carry."
I stared at this self-proclamed "Fi" with confusion. She had to be the woman of my dream, and yet...I wasn't so sure about the whole "great destiny" and "burden" stuff. I was just a kid!
Fi turned around and gave the sword behind her a meaningful glance.
"Come, Zelda," she said. "You must take up this sword. As the one chosen by my creator, it is your destiny."
"What if I don't want it?" I asked. "What if I say no, and don't take the sword? Please tell me I can still say no."
"Under the circumstances, it is only logical that you would exhibit some apprehension." I glared hard at her, upset she had not answered me.
"To minimize your uncertainty, allow me to share some information. My projections indicate that this information has a high probability of altering your current emotional state. The one you seek, the honorable Link, is still alive."
I gasped. Link was okay? He wasn't dead? I had to smile with utter relief.
"And this spirit youth...the one you call Link...is another chosen one, fated to be part of the same great mission," Fi continued. "Therefore, should you wish to meet with your friend, I highly recommend you take up this sword before you set out to search for him."
I was still in shock as she kept talking.
"Does that information invigorate you? Are you ready to accept this sword?"
"If it's to find Link..." I said to myself quietly. Without finishing the thought, I ran up the pedestal. Fi rose above me and I watched her warily. She smiled.
"It seems that further persuasive measures will not be required. In the name of my creator, draw the sword and raise it skyward."
"Alright," I answered, standing before the blade. I gripped the hilt with both hands and pulled hard. It slid slowly from the stone base that held it, and when it came free, I raised it above my head. Bluish white light traveled down the length of the blade, lighting the whole sword with an eerie glow. As the blade pulsed with light, Fi smiled down at me.
"Recognition complete, Mistress..." she said. "Zelda...My mistress."
I lowered the Goddess Sword to look at the dissipating light, and heard a familiar voice call, "Zelda!"
"Father!" I cried, surprised at his presence. He looked down at me from the top of the passage, looking taken aback himself.
"I've had my suspicions, but until now I wasn't sure," he said in a reverent tone, almost talking to himself. "Yet here we are in the Chamber of the Sword, the very place where it was foretold the youth of legend would one day appear. it is said that this place was left to our people by the Goddess herself. The very knowledge of this room's existence is a secret passed down to a select few each generation, along with a handful of words..."
"Words, father?" I asked, straightening up. "What words?"
Folding his hands behind his back, my father's expression went slightly blank as he remembered them.
"When the light of the Goddess's sword shines bright, the great apocalypse will wake from it's long slumber. Do not fear for it is then a youth, guided by my hand shall reveal herself in a place most sacred. It started a few days ago. The sword I've kept secret for all these years...it began to give off a faint, otherworldly light."
"At first," he continued, walking toward me, "I was sure I was seeing things, here alone with the sword. There was simply no other explanation. I never dreamed the prophecy of legend would come to pass in my lifetime. The words I have sworn to keep secret are coming true before my very eyes."
My father looked at Fi and began to quote again.
"The youth will be guided by one born of the blade-one who also youthful in likeness yet wise with knowledge immeasurable."
I turned to look up at Fi, who looked down at my father, a small smile on her face.
"Ah yes, the oral tradition," she remarked, matter of fact. "One of the least reliable methods of information retention and transmission. It seems that critical sections of the passage have been lost over the generations."
"There's more?" I asked. My father and I glanced briefly at one another in surprise. Personally, I felt a little information flooded.
Fi nodded and drifted down until she was only a few inches off the pedestal where the sword had once rested.
"The youth who draws forth the guiding sword shall be known as the goddess's chosen hero, and it is she who possesses an unbreakable spirit. She shall be burdened with the task of abolishing the shadow of apocalypse from the land. Such is her destiny. With the spirit of the blade at her side, she shall soar over the clouds and plummet below...and united with the spirit youth, shall bring forth a piercing light that resurrects the land."
I remembered what I had told Link earlier-had it really just been today? It felt like eons-about the mythical "surface" below the clouds. The world, bigger than Skyloft a hundred times over, below everything I'd ever seen. And now Fi was telling me I had to go there, through the cloud barrier.
"It is only through this journey that you can fulfil the mission set before you by my creator, the goddess. It is also the only method available for you to reunite with the spirit youth, honorable Link."
"All right," I said. My father came behind me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"This is no easy task, Zelda," he warned. "The surface is a forsaken place, and to reach it you must pierce the cloud barrier below. In living memory, no one has ever done this."
"I have to do it Father," I told him firmly. "Link is down there. I can't just leave him. He's my best friend."
Fi's smile grew slightly, and she reached her...arms (I had not a clue as to what they really would be called) out and from them came a bright light. The light faded, revealing a stone tablet with an emerald on the face. As I held it in my hands, I ran my fingers over the weathered surface.
"This tablet will illuminate a path through the clouds to the land below," Fi explained. "Take it and place it in the altar behind me. To open the altar, you must strike the crest in this room with a Skyward Strike."
I nodded and ran to the floating goddess crest, shining deep blue in the faint light. I lifted the sword in my hand, and waited as it quivered with energy. A single diagonal slash unleashed a long line of light, hitting the crest and making it spin rapidly. With a small flash, a cylindrical altar with a rectangular opening in the center rose beneath the crest. Taking the Emerald tablet in my hands, I pushed it into the lower right corned, where it fit perfectly.
I didn't see anything change, but Fi began to speak after a moment of silence.
"Mistress Zelda, it is done," she said calmly. "Until now, the cloud barrier was impassable, but when you place the tablet into the altar, a small rift opened. You can travel to the world below through the rift." She hesitated before starting again.
"I have recognised you as my mistress, and so it is my duty to follow you wherever you may go. I reside within your sword and will accompany you in your travels. Call out with your mind whenever you require my assistance."
Fi then leapt into the air, shrinking into a ball of light, which then entered the hilt of my new sword. My father approached the altar slowly.
"Zelda, listen a moment. The nature of the great apocalypse mentioned in the old texts is a complete mystery to me. You and Link both have great roles in the destiny of this land, that much I can tell. Should you heed the call of destiny, I don't know what dangers you may have to face, Zelda. Especially down there..."
"Father," I stopped him, "don't be worried about me. I have Fi to guide me now. I promise that I'll come back to the sky again. With Link one day too."
"You do your people proud, Zelda!" he answered, taking the hand that was not clenched around the handle of my sword with both of his. Then he looked at one of the openings in the ceiling.
"Dawn is drawing near. It has been a long night for both of us, hasn't it?" My yawn added emphasis to his words. "You have a long journey ahead of you Zelda, and that dress..." he looked me over. "It's not up to the task. The uniform Link was to receive for winning the race should be ready by now. With some adjustment, we can make them fit you, since Link is not here to claim them. The sturdy material should be much more suitable for a long journey."
"Very well, father," I replied, stifling another yawn. I put the goddess sword in it's sheath and walked back to the knight academy, my only plan to sleep until the uniform was ready.
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It was about two hours later that I finished pulling on the resized uniform. I made sure the boots were on tight enough as my father entered the room.
"Ah, yes," he said. "That looks much better. I will admit, I had my doubts about the color..."
I looked at the tunic I was wearing. It was pale blue, almost white. It was a good color for me, and I was very glad that Professor Owlan hadn't pushed hard enough for this year's color to be green.
"Yes, I think you'll be ready after a quick stop at the bazaar," my father remarked. I nodded, strapping the goddess sword to my back. As I left the academy, I though fiercely, I'm coming Link!