Author's Note: Oh gosh, I've been gone for, what, two months or so? That was the longest writer's block I've EVER had! O_O Anyways, to all the readers who are still interested in this fanfiction, please forgive me for not updating. A lot has happened: first, the writer's block; second, my brother traded Twilight Princess for New Super Mario Bros. Wii; third, my Wii broke down! So along with writer's block, I got a major case of depression. BUT now I'm back! Now with a new school year, new classes (which are harder...), and... Well, I can't think of anything else.

So, uh, yeah, here's the new chapter. Sorry, not much happens here, but read 'til the end please! :3

Chapter 13 – The Main Character of Your Story

It was unbelievable... To think that someone like me, a regular high school girl who mysteriously ended up in the fictional land of Hyrule, was actually training with and befriending Link, the hero of the game. Somehow, I was able to come here, supposedly through a wish from a shooting star. Honestly, it seems too good to be true. How did I really end up here? After much thought during my time back in Ordon Village, I've come to the conclusion that coming to a place like this can't come from just a simple wish. Did the goddesses exist? Were they the ones who brought me here? Do I even have some sort of important role in this new part of the storyline? My eyes stared off into space while the rest of my face relaxed, my mouth slightly open; I put on my "daydreaming" face again.

"Hm? You okay, Theresa?" I heard. I blinked a couple of times before looking at the handsome Link. Oh boy, did I just think that?

"Y-Yeah," I stuttered, "I've just... had a lot of things on my mind." It was evident that his clear blue eyes held a hint of curiosity in them, but thankfully, as a gentleman he did not pry on any of my business.

"Would you like to take a break, then?" Oh yeah, my current position was relaxed and holding a wooden sword, carved by his master, Rusl, to match the shape of my short sword. That way it's better and easier for me to learn how to handle my own weapon. Similarly, Link had his own wooden sword, though it did not match the Master Sword completely. It was carved in the traditional Ordon Sword style, of course. I nodded in reply.

We've been practicing sword fighting for about two days now. Since I am a perfectionist, that part of my personality makes me a quick learner, surprisingly; most of the time it makes me depressed when I want things to be perfect when they really aren't, but this time, it actually helped out in my training! I never like to make mistakes, therefore I always try to do them right the first time. Somehow, even Dyten showed an impressed expression, and that's saying something! I was only glad that I didn't have to waste much of Link's time. Link led me back to our usual "hang-out" place: the Ordon Spring. It was a very calming environment, not to mention a great place to heal and rejuvenate. It got rid of all the large and small bruises Link left on me as though it were never there in the first place. At the moment though, I proudly held no wounds on me. I was clearly getting better on defending myself, but still needed some work on offense.

"You're a great student," Link laughed, "It almost reminds me of when I was learning under Rusl."

"Well, I've got to admit, Rusl taught you well. You're a great teacher!" I complimented, smiling. He kindly smiled back at me. I wish he'd blush at me once in a while, so it'd at least show that he's taken an interest in me. Nah, never mind, I'm just being selfish. The time will come, I'm sure. We sat there together, looking at the beautiful, sparkling spring in front of us. Some time passed in complete and awkward silence, and I wondered if I had said something uncomfortable, or even insulting. But wait, it was meant to be a compliment... I looked at the scenery in front of me, and kind of gasped in my mind at my realization:

It was dusk.

I turned to Link to see if he was okay. My point of checking up on him is the ending of the Twilight Princess game. And I mean the ENDING ending, the one after the credits. That was when Midna left Link and Princess Zelda to return to the Twilight Realm... Unfortunately... She destroyed the Mirror of Twilight, therefore severing the only bridge that led from Hyrule to the Twilight Realm and vice versa. After all that traveling and adventure with his companion, Midna left him so she can return peace to her home. It was a very realistic and understandable situation, but it must have been very hard for Link to separate with her...

And I was completely correct.

It was now Link's turn to have the "daydreaming" expression plastered onto his face. The only difference between mine and his was that his eyes definitely carried sadness in them. To him, it must have felt like losing an old friend. My eyes lowered to the soft sand beneath my body as I tried to think of a way to lighten the mood, to take his mind off of the memory of separating with Midna. Picking a question at random, I asked very, very quickly,

"Sodidyoueverpracticeonyourown?" Link blinked at me, immediately getting woken up from his daze.

"Um, excuse me?"

"U-Uh... Sorry," I said, clearing my throat, "I asked, 'Did you ever practice on your own?' You know, sword fighting?" Link didn't even have to think about that. He only smirked at me and teased,

"Well yeah, why do you think I beat you all the time when we spar?" My jaw dropped, but not in an insulted way, more like in an amused fashion.

"Well you've been training like, what, all your life? I've only been at this for two days, excluding when I had to fight on my own." He only laughed at my reaction. I leaned my chin on my hand, which rested on my knee. At that point, I quietly muttered, "You'll always beat me anyway, you're the main character, after all..." I could not have gotten in a more stupid and suspenseful situation than this. That was meant only for my ears; what I was saying was that since Link was the main character of the game, of course he'd know how to fight already! Really, those pointed ears weren't just for show, and he turned to me.

"What was that?" I froze in place. "Something about a 'main character?'" he continued. Oh geez, what am I gonna say now?

"O-Oh, well..." I started, desperately trying to think of a fake answer. I kept my eyes away from him in case he was able to detect me lying; I turned away. "My... father used to refer to life as a 'storybook.' Whenever I made some sort of achievement, whether it was significant or not, he would tell me, 'Well, you're the main character, after all.' He'd always tell me that since the main character in stories is always the important, determined hero who can do anything. I... guess that phrase sort of stuck with me." But technically, it wasn't a total lie. My father really is a blunt, wise man. He didn't exactly refer to life as a "storybook," but he did compare life to some sort of object all the time. Thankfully, it was the perfect act! My turning away from him and the partially fake answer about my father seemed to make sense to Link. He probably assumed I was homesick again. He sympathetically patted my shoulder, and after a few moments he spoke.

"If I'm supposed to be the 'hero who can do anything,' that's nothing more than a lie. I'm only human, after all." I remained silent. Now that I thought about it, there really were times when I wish I weren't human, when I want to be the "hero who can do anything." Back home, it was too normal. I was desperate for something new, something different to happen to my repetitive and monotonous life. I always imagined myself as the main character that would play a significant role that will determine the fate of something big; maybe not the world, but something big. Whenever I played videogames, I'd envy the main character...

I envied Link.

A strong hand ruffled my hair and brought me back to the Ordon Spring. I looked at the smiling Link with a slightly irritated look. He never had to say anything to cheer me up. I just grinned stupidly back at him so he'd stop worrying if I was depressed or not. After that, he teased me again about my constant losses against him in battle, and we went through a whole insult and teasing session until the sky got dark. I was somewhat relieved that the twilight disappeared. It really made me uncomfortable when I saw Link in such sadness. For him, going through that every day must be torture... We both returned to his tree house, where we found both our horses again. Clearly, Ilia the horse-sitter was taking care of them the whole day we were training. How could she have taken Mei behind my back and without me noticing? Nevertheless, I petted her head and down her nose, comforting her and causing her to neigh happily. I was glad she was back home and that she was alright. Link basically did the same thing to Epona before we both retired into his home.

That night, I looked up at the ceiling with my arms crossed behind my back, deep in thought. I would always envy Link, how his days were always full of adventure and mystery. He would never know what would happen next. Back where I live, I know the general schedule: get up, go to school, do homework, and sleep. Those were the things that always occurred in my life. I always knew what was going to happen. I turned to my side and looked to where Link was located. He slept so quietly and peacefully in his bed, the one that's one floor above me. At least from my perspective he seemed sound, but I never knew what went through his mind, whether he actually enjoyed this life, whether he enjoyed being praised and having the responsibility of protecting Hyrule...

What was I doing? Making assumptions about his point of view? I was being too quick to decide, as well as selfish. All I ever did was watch what he did and just wish that would happen to me once in a while. Just to make my own world more interesting. How conceited...

I got up to walk around, for I was unable to sleep. I would pace around as silent as an ant on his wooden floor, thinking, meditating... Then, that was where I saw it:

The Master Sword.

It was sheathed and leaning against a wall with the moonlight pouring perfectly on top of it. It shimmered beautifully, so majestically. The legendary blade of evil's bane was right in front of me! I slowly strolled over to it, curious, excited. I extended my fingers towards it, but as soon as it got within two inches, they immediately cringed back and clenched into a fist. I held that fist close to my chest, my eyes wide. What was that... sudden feeling? I had mixed emotions toward the blade. Through my personal point of view, I was amazed, and happy I finally get to see the famous weapon. But somehow, there was a part of me that was almost... afraid, or even hateful towards just the sight of it! Was it the fact that the generations before it used it for righteous bloodshed? Maybe a momentary belief that bloodshed is never righteous passed through my mind and I became uncomfortable with it. I even felt a piercing pain in my stomach for a split second, instantly forcing me to walk quickly back to my bed. I pulled the covers so close to me. I didn't know what was going on, but the very sword that protected this land struck fear in me for a quick moment, a fear that permanently glued itself into my mind.

Okay, this chapter may not seem like a significant part of the storyline, but it really is. If you stick around, maybe you'll see the importance of this chapter! :) I'm taking a Psychology class in my school anyway, so I planned on a chapter that kind of explores a bit more of what goes on in Theresa's mind, like her envy and desires. Anyways, hopefully, I have returning fans. I hope you guys stay 'til the end. And for new fans, thanks for choosing to read this fanfiction! I really appreciate you taking your time to read this! Alrighty then, as usual, I'll try to get the next chapter out as soon as possible, but don't get mad at me 'cause life gets in the way sometimes!

'Kay, review please! I accept any type of criticism (just no flaming or anything) and I'll take it into consideration. 'Til next time, later~