AN: Typical disclaimer, I don't own Zelda or any characters. I guess I should point out the suggestive pairing of Link x Midna. Also, I want to link Twlight Princess with Ocarina of Time. Please enjoy.
The Legend of Zelda
Twilight Rain
Chapter One
Link scanned the horizon before jumping back onto his trusty horse's back. With a "hyup", Epona and himself began the quest that Zelda had prepared for him.
"Now Link," Zelda had told him, "A group of gypsies have a sacred item that belongs to your ancestors. I am asking you as a friend to go and claim this object. There is something magical about it." Not one to argue, Link had had to accept.
After all, he owed a lot to Zelda. The Princess had made it possible for Link's small village of Ordon to receive better transport from there to the other villages and towns. It had helped increase visitor numbers, and trading. Then again, risking his life to save Hyrule might have had some effect on Zelda's decision, but Link liked to think Zelda would have done such a good deed either way.
Now, Link was on a new adventure, and he hoped it wouldn't take long. Things were not very fun, especially when he was travelling alone. Before, he would have had the cheerful chatter of Midna to keep him company, as she continuously complained about everything in the land of light. He could almost imagine her response to the idea of visiting a bunch of travellers. "Eh?" She would chuckle, "Why move about so much, especially during such a nasty light? Do they have bugs in their clothing that they cannot sit still?" Nothing too offensive, but, certainly confused at the actions of the other species.
The thought of his now forever distant friend made him feel slightly down. Yet he had a duty to stick to: deliver the sacred object to Princess Zelda. No matter what he was feeling he had to complete the task at hand.
Zelda had given him some background into the gypsies he was looking for. They were actually descendants of people of strong power, back in the day when the Hero of Time was alive. According to Zelda and her history books, the ancestors of the gypsies had at one time aided the Hero of Time. To some extent, it was like a descendants reunion, Link thought with a small grin. The two main gypsies he was searching for where two girls. Both apparently weld extraordinary power. One of them was a musician, an expert at wind instruments such as the ocarina. Her name was Saria, a descendant of the now extinct race, the Kokori. The second girl was a gypsy dancer and singer. The type of power she held was still slightly dormant, yet if she danced while filled with great emotion, she could cause wonderful things to happen. This girl's name was Malon, a descendant of a Hylian. Zelda had told Link he would easily find this girl, as Epona 's own ancestors had a connection with this girl's. Thinking the whole thing was slightly crazy, Link had done what he does best in those sort of situations. He had nodded.
After a few hours of travelling, Link grew weary. Epona, too, seemed to be suffering from exhaustion. Perhaps we should call it a day and rest, Link pondered, ready to dismount Epona. Where they had stopped seemed to be a good place to rest. It was hilly, and secluded. The air was warm and fresh, suggesting to Link he would easily fall into a relaxed sleep. He slipped himself from Epona and stretched fully as he stood on the ground. Stretching out his hand, he was about to pet Epona. Before Link could, however, Epona quickly fled, leaving him bewildered. Not wasting any time, Link followed, wandering what had gotten into her.
With amazement, he watched as Epona gracefully glided through the hilly environment. He himself struggled as he climbed over rocks and small mounds. Epona seemed to be acting like she was under some sort of enchantment. But then the small song reached his ears too.
It was the sound of a girl humming along with a fluty instrument, an ocarina. The sky was turning grey as the night began to banish the day, the music biding the sun goodnight. Link continued towards the music, and the voice that sounded like an angel, and, hopefully, towards his runaway horse.