A/N: Ok, I am truely sorry this chapter was so short, but I thought that it would be best to end it as I did... I know that people read this story, for whatever reason I'm not sure. I need reviews, so please. Take the time to offer some constructive critiscm. You don't really like my story? Ok, that's fine. Tell me how I can make it better. Anyway, enjoy.

Chapter 5

In Kokiri Forest

A single Kokiri stood at the entrance to the village, softly humming a tune. It was late at night, and everyone but him was fast asleep. He was wide-awake, however. He could not fall asleep and had wandered outside, he felt like he usually did right before a big storm. Even though the skies were completely clear the Kokiri could not help but feel the overwhelming sense of dread that was inexorably creeping up on him.

There was no wind to stir the forest community, no animals to disturb the slumber of the dozen or so Kokiri. The young boy caught himself thinking: the calm before the storm. He tried to reassure himself, no evil could enter this forest; the Great Deku Sprout had several wards around the village.

His inner voice mocked him: No evil allowed in, eh? What do you supposed happened to the old Deku Tree?

Again with the reassurances: Saria had explained this, the only thing that had more power than the Great Deku Tree, was the King of Evil. And Link had defeated him. He was safe here.

He had just relaxed when he had heard something behind him, at the entrance to the village. He froze in sheer terror, but before he could turn around he slipped into a deep sleep and fell to the soft, grassy, ground, snoring quietly.

Nexaserma

I looked down at the tiny, orange haired child in front of me. I was a little surprised that such a miniature youngster was roaming around so late at night. I also was angry at my stupidity, I should have captured him and asked about the Forest Key! In truth, I had no real idea why I had cast a spell in the first place.

I soon realized that this would actually be fun. Gerudos are the best thieves around, we can move silently and never be noticed. It would be child's play to search through all of these houses for the Key.

I had rummaged through the houses until I at last came to a rather large one. That seemed promising. I walked in and looked around. I once would have been surprised that this village was composed of entirely small children, but I had read about the race of Kokiri. I stealthily crept toward the head of the bed, towards the small cupboard the children kept there most prized possessions.

Success! A golden key, with a bright emerald embedded in it, was just lying there! As I eagerly reached in to grab it, the diminutive Kokiri suddenly sat up in bed.

Mido

I woke up with a loud, bell-like ringing in my ears. Somebody was in my house; they had tripped my magic alarm!

"Who is there?" I cried, "Who are you?" The shadowy figure paused, and then stood up, it was not a Kokiri! I took a deep breath, planning on screaming for help. I heard a rasp of steel, it reminded me of Link for some reason. I suddenly felt a sharp, biting pain in my chest. Such pain was unbearable. But then, the pain was gone. Everything went black and I felt myself falling. A bright green light. A golden figure.

Farore…

A/N: Ok then. I really hate Mido, well, who really doesn't? So naturally I killed him off. But reading that last paragraph. I almost feel sorry for the brat...