Thank you, thank you to the person who gave me a review when the story was up for 5 minutes. You made my day.

I realize that chapter 2 was very choppy, but there was just so much that I wanted to get in, since this chapter is about link's training, and the next one is about-- well, that would be telling, wouldn't it?

Chapter 3:

Taking Him Under His Wing

The day after Rathos' birthday celebration, Impa the Quartermaster woke Link up.

"Forrester, Forrester! Rathos wants to see you in the training chamber."

Link groaned and rolled out of bed. Impa handed him a tunic and turned her back to him.

"Put that on and tell me when you're ready. No shoes, you won't be needing them."

Link put the itchy tunic on, and sat down to put on socks.

"No socks either. Come with me."

Impa led Link through the winding hallways of the Castle. Down, down, down they went until Link had to ask the question that was burning in his mind.

"Are we going to Termina? Because flying is easier."

"Silence. We aren't going to the Mirror Land...not yet anyway."

Further and further down they went until Link could swear he felt warmer, just as Impa opened a door.

"In here."

Link followed the quartermaster into a room with padded floors and walls. Swords and spears lined the wall, along with bows, arrows, and shields. in the middle of the room sat a man in a white uniform.

Rathos stood up, and turned to greet Link.

"My boy! How good to see you again."

"Always a pleasure, your majesty."

Rathos snorted. "Please, call me Rathos."

Rathos walked over to the wall and pulled a sword and shield off the wall.

"We will be using blunt weapons for our training. But be warned, during your tests, they will be sharper weapons. not sharp enough to kill you, but sharp enough to draw blood. Your first test is in 2 weeks. You should be able to pass it with flying colors."

He handed Link a shield and sword, and Link's training began.

--

Link staggered into his room many hours later, bruised and exhausted. He put his pajamas on, and curled up under his warm covers for a few hours sleep.

"Link...Liiiiink."

A pleasant, dreamy voice awoke him from his dreams. He found himself staring into a pair of big green eyes. he let out a yelp, and fell off his bed.

The girl giggled.

"Get up and get dressed silly, it's time for your lesson with Master Rauru."

Link obliged, and soon found himself walking along the brighter hallways of the castle.

"So what's your name, since you know mine," was all he could muster, as he tried to start a conversation.

"My name is Saria, I am Rauru's student, and I am to be your guide around the castle."

Saria stopped at a large oak door.

"Master Rauru awaits you inside." She bowed, and left.

Link pushed open the door, and entered the Library.

--

"Hello?"

"Ah, you must be Link."

An elderly man had appeared from nowhere right in front of him.

"Well come here, boy, and let me look at you."

Link stepped forward slowly, and Rauru looked at him. He turned around one way, and turned around the other way. He lifted his arms, he crouched, he spun, and he stood in a battle ready position.

"Mmmm, yes. A true descendant indeed."

"Descendant of who, sir?"

Rauru smiled, "All in good time, my boy. Now, in these lessons, I will be teaching you about the history of Hyrule, and it's affairs with Termina. How much do you already know?"

"I know that three goddesses created Hyrule millions of years ago. They wrote the destinies of all the people. One young man was made to defend Hyrule. The first was an adventurer named Link; the second was a hunter, also named Link. The third was a Kokiri, named Link. The fourth was a young boy, who lived on a Great Sea, he, too, was named Link. The fifth and final was an Ordonian goat-herder, named Link."

Rauru nodded. "I think you are forgetting the 6th and most recent one. You."

Link tried and failed to repress a giggle. "Me? You're off your rocker, old man."

In one swift, fluent motion, Rauru pinned Link against the wall.

"I-am-no-old-man."

Link gasped for air when he hit the ground. "What are you?"

Rauru shrugged. "I'm different."

--

Rauru appeared several minutes later carrying a large book in his hands. He threw it down on the table in front of Link, who awoke with a start.

"No sleeping. The dark hours are for sleeping. You would do well to memorize every word of that book for your next lesson. I will be making sure you read it, so don't embarrass yourself."

Link nodded, and picked up the heavy book.

"You are dismissed."

--

Link struggled to make his way back to his room. He found himself lost on more than one occasion. Finally, he found himself looking at the familiar white door that was his and Zelda's hallway.

He put his back to the door and pushed. It gave way so easily that he fell over.

"Dumb door…" he muttered, making the guard nearby look at him with a smile.

--

Link sat his desk, pouring over the book in an effort to memorize every detail.

"First king was called Daphnes, and his daughter was called…called…oh, what did you call her?"

He opened the book again.

"Zelda."

--

Duh-duh-duhhh

He's finally starting to realize that maybe he is descended from the HoT after all…

R&R, and MAYBE I'll post chapter 4…