Fyras14: Hello, people! I know a few of you are upset over me starting this story all over...but, well, it had to be done. This is an early update for all you guys, and for you that already familiar with the original story that was deleted, this chapter is rather familiar...however, the changes begin in chpater 4.

Since I said i will be rewriting the story...all of it, literally, I will be going a little slow on the updates...at least until chapter four is posted. For now, do enjoy this small update.

Summary: After the attack on her castle, Zelda manages to escape, half dead. Found by Link in the wild, she is taken care of, but when fate plays its harsh hand once more, the princess must do everything in her power to aid the hero, recover her kingdom, and maybe fall in love. AU Twilight Princess.

Please read or review, or criticize, whichever comes first. Flames are not accepted, frowned upon, and possibly deleted.

Also remember, that this story is not a walkthrough, and that Zelda and its characters do not belong to me.

When you get into a tight place and everything goes against you, till it seems as though you could not hang on a minute longer, never give up then, for that is just the place and time that the tide will turn.

-Harriet Beecher Stowe

-Chapter One-

-The Savior-

Out of all the things that Link expected to see this day, this one really took the cake. What had started as a normal day, had ended with the appearance of a small brown hawk falling from the skies straight into the Ordon Spring's waters.

Link had been rather spooked by the hawk's sudden appearance, and had even jumped to attack the unknown foe, but upon seeing the bleeding hawk, barely breathing and about to drown on the water, the young man's guard had fallen, and he had went straight for to the hawk's aid. He took the small animal, still wet and bloody, in his hands, and examined it. It was small, brown all over, with a small white streak on the forehead that went down until it touched its beak, which was covered in dry blood, which made Link worry even more. He quickly made his way out of the spring, forgetting his shirt and about taking a bath, as he held the hawk tighter under his grip, checking it once or twice to make sure it was still breathing.

It didn't take him long to reach his wooden home that lay on top of a tree, but either way, he hurriedly climbed the lone ladder that led to his home, holding unto the injured hawk with one hand, while he balanced the other into holding the ladder. Once he reached the end of the ladder, the young man almost destroyed his door to get in. He laid the put the small hawk on his bed, not caring if the poor animal's blood dirtied his bed. Link examined the small creature, calmly taking her beak into his hands, and then, spreading out the animal's wings to inspect the damage. The young man flinched a bit as he felt the bone breaking under his grip, and decided not to touch the hawk's wings, as he went towards the other side of the room to fetch some things. Seconds later, Link went back to the hawk's side, carrying with him a small bow filled with water, hanging by its side a white towel, which Link soon removed and dipped into the liquid. As he began to move to the clean the hawk's injuries, Link murmured, "Who could have done this?"

Every since he could remember, since living in Ordon Village, Link had seen many kinds of animal fights, especially between the Ordon goats he had to take care of back in the ranch. He had seen small quarrels go from bad to worse, but at least, the goats and other animals had fled before they lost their lives. This hawk, however, appeared to not have any choice over the fight. It was full of scratches wherever Link looked, blood leaving its mark everywhere including its beak, as if the hawk had actually coughed blood. The hawk appeared to have been found by a pair of Bulblins and almost had been clubbed to death, instead of having fought another hawk. In fact, Link even doubted this hawk had started a fight with any of the other hawks, they were normally peaceful animals, rarely caring about causing trouble for the villagers, much less causing trouble to one of their own.

Link just shook his head and sighed, deciding it was no use thinking about it as he finally finished cleaning the poor animal's wounds, dipping the once white towel, into the light red water that was now inside the bowl. Grabbing a small blanket out of the spare ones he had with him, Link wrapped the small hawk inside a small cocoon, taking great care to not upset the animal more. Now, another question plagued him, how was he going to take care of this hawk? Link only knew how to care for both horses and goats, but he hadn't really bothered to know how to treat birds for injuries, as he didn't care for one such as this small hawk. But without knowledge on how to care for the hawk, Link would surely bury it before he could even help it, so, instead of debating what to do, picked up the cocoon of a hawk before he muttered to no one in particular, "I better take him to Rusl…"

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"Well, she certainly looks pretty bad, Link," spoke a blonde haired man, as he examined the small hawk that lay with wings spread up on top of his living room's table.

"She?" Link asked, as he watched as the older blonde man examined the small hawk, giving said man a confused look. "This hawk's a she?" he asked again, scratching his head in confusion.

"It's kinda hard to tell, isn't it?" the older man laughed, but soon stopped, as he began to move his fingers to grip the animal's wings, extending them so he could see, or rather, hear the damage. "She's probably got a broken wing here…can you hear the bone breaking, here?" The young man leaned closer to the table, until he was close enough to the hawk's wings. He flinched once he heard a small snapping sound, as the older man extended the hawk's wings farther to prove his point. "You shouldn't worry too much about her, though. Birds are known to heal fast. She will be as good as new in no time, or something over a month or two…" Link raised an eyebrow at the older man, as he put the hawk in a more comfortable position.

"You sure about that, Rusl?" The older man, Rusl, nodded.

"Of course! Don't you remember that poor old hawk that lived with me and Uli just a few months ago?"

"You had a hawk over?" Link asked him, making Rusl laugh.

"Well, maybe you don't remember…but, still, as I was saying…birds heal fast, and the old timer was already good to go after a couple of days. I remember seeing Uli's face, so glad to see the back of him…" Link chuckled a bit, and patted the older man's shoulder gently, as he recalled Rusl's wife, Uli. She was a beautiful woman, at least ten years older than Link himself, that treated him like a son. The woman would always invite Link for dinner any chance she got, and Link soon learned to love her invitations apart from her wonderful cooking skills. Unfortunately, Uli had a bit of a dislike for animals, although she could stand horses, goats, and the all-annoying cuccos. Link wouldn't find it surprising to hear that Uli had actually shooed away the old hawk that had come lived with them.

"Anyway, so, she's going to be fine?" the young man asked, as he shifted his gaze at the sleeping hawk.

"Yep. Some caring here and there, and she should be good as new, as if nothing had happened to her. But, are you still sure you wanna take care of her, Link? This hawk may be injured, but she's still an animal, and trust me when I say, she'll be nothing but friendly to you when she wakes up…"

"Don't worry, I found her so I'm the one that will take care of her, besides I wouldn't want to bother you or Uli for that matter, she's got a lot to take care of this days…" Rusl sighed, completely forgetting that his wife was busy with child. It would be asking too much if they had to care for another animal again, so in the end, Rusl nodded.

"Fine, then…just be careful, Link…wild animals are never friendly for humans the first time around."

"I take care of rampaging goats all the time, Rusl, what can a little hawk do that they can't?"

"It's just a warning, just remember, she won't be friendly when she wakes up."

"I'll be fine, Rusl, it will be nothing to worry about…besides, I have taken care of animals triple this little lady's size, what would happen?"

"Ow! OW!" Link cried out in pain, as the small hawk that set on the small bed bit his finger for what seemed to be the second time that day. He managed to stop the blood that was making its way out of his bitten finger as the small hawk cried out in annoyance, wishing to grab another finger that belonged to the retreating young man.

Link cursed mentally as he cleaned his bloody finger, glancing a bit at the injured hawk, who still squeaked in anger, flapping her wings in anger at some unknown foe. It had only been two weeks ago since the small hawk had taken residence up in Link's home, having spent a short week on bed, before the next week she turned into a wild banshee, crying out warnings here and there, looking at anything that her eyes could take in with some sort of daze, before she went to bite the young man that had taken her in. Link, unfortunately, had had enough about the hawk trying to bite his fingers off, that he had quickly resorted to tie her small beak with a small rope every time she got out of hand with her 'wild attacks'. He, also, apart from forcing to tie her beak down, had to take her everywhere he went, but that never seemed to stop her.

After he had finished cleaning his finger and tying a small bandage over it, Link took a deep breath, before he grabbed the small hawk unawares. The hawk squeaked in surprise, and fought all the way out of the young man's wooden home, making Link groan a bit, as the hawk struggled under his grip. Maybe Rusl was right about this. Perhaps he wouldn't be suffering any major injuries if he had listened to the older man and not acted friendly towards the small hawk, whom he had named Shannon, after having enough about calling her 'hawk', 'she', or 'her' all throughout her stay at Link's home. Shannon had turned out to be nothing but trouble, but the young goat herder couldn't just blame her, after all, he clearly understood her confusion and rage. Animals were never friendly when they were hurt, and Link could understand it, at least for the time being, as her bad mood swings were beginning to be a bother to him.

As Link walked towards the large farm at the end of the village with Shannon on hand, some of the Ordon villagers couldn't help but sent sympathetic looks to the young man, already familiar with Shannon's fits. They watched as Link tried in vain to control the rampaging hawk that he held on his hands, to no avail. "She's a wild one, isn't she?" spoke a voice from behind the young man, almost making him jump and drop the hawk in the process. Link quickly turned his attention to the owner of the voice who had just spoken to him. She was a rather short girl, with short light blonde hair fixed up in a strange way, wearing the traditional Ordon clothes that Link always wore.

"Oh, Ilia! You scared me!" The girl, Ilia, giggled.

"Sorry, Link…how are you this day?" she asked him, making Link roll his eyes, noticing the sarcasm in her voice.

"Well, I'm doing alright…I actually started my day taking care of some troublesome hawk, who bit my fingers…all over again…but, other than that, all good." Link told her, as he struggled with the bird on his arms. Ilia only shook her head, but still couldn't hide her chuckle.

"It's not like you can blame her, though," Ilia said after finishing with her giggles. "Poor Shannon hasn't healed properly yet…" She and Link stopped walking, as they both stared at the rampaging hawk on Link's arms. "Have you been taking her to the spring?" she asked him after a while.

"I have, but she seems more annoyed by the water than anything…she's splashing all around, and sometimes it makes me wonder who's getting the bath, me or her…" Ilia giggled at this, but was quick to frown when she spotted the rope tied around the small hawk's beak.

"She's still biting?" she asked the young man, to which he nodded, as he showed her his bandaged fingers, all the while he held Shannon with his other arm.

"Twice she bit me here, the third time she almost ended with my finger as dinner…" Ilia gave Link an understanding nod, watching as Link held the hawk again, and struggled once more against Shannon's wild moving. The girl, too, had gotten one of Shannon's infamous 'Let me eat your finger' bites, after she had first met the bird. Ilia had easily forgiving her for that small accident, understanding that the poor hawk was merely confused, unfortunately, her father, the Mayor of Ordon Village, Bo, had not been to kind, when he had learned what Shannon had done to his daughter. The Mayor had immediately walked up to Link's home and ordered the lad to either sacrifice the animal or leave it in the wilderness, because according to him, Shannon was too dangerous to keep around.

"What if that bird kills one of them kids?" he had asked Link. "Take their eyes out? Leave them without a single finger!" It had taken much convincing from Link and Ilia, and the patience of a whole day, to finally change the Mayor's mind, but still, Bo wanted her out of the village as soon as she had healed. Despite what the Mayor had said about Shannon, most of the village children had grown to like the hawk, despite her obvious dislike for anything that moved. They had always come to visit the poor bird, but watching her was the only thing they could do, as Link had strictly prohibited any of them for trying to pet her. All the kids were forced to watch, as Link, or sometimes Ilia, and rarely the village's swordsman, Rusl, control the bird, before they got bored and left.

"I bet if she puts her mind into it, one of this days, Shannon will end up with one of my fingers…"

"Ah, it's not she'll want your fingers, anyway…" Ilia told him, cutely rolling her eyes, as the young man glared at her, not really caring if the hawk he held had stopped struggling under his grip. While Link had not taken notice of this event, Ilia had, as she looked down at Shannon. "She stopped?" Link gave her a confused look, before he, too, looked down at the hawk, who had turned quite passive, looking around in some sort of daze, but not struggling whatsoever.

"She clamped up?" Link asked himself, before he murmured, "This is the third time this week…"

"Third?" Link nodded back at his friend.

"Yeah, every since she woke up, one day or another, she'll just randomly stop acting all wild, and then, look around the place…before she took off with her rage again..she managed to stay calmer longer this time around…"

"Maybe she's recovering?" Ilia offered, to which Link pouted. Both had started walking by then, as Link told her,

"I hope she is, I can't spare more fingers on her," Ilia only laughed, as the two continued their walk towards the Ordon Ranch, with Ilia waving at some of the villagers for herself and Link, who in turn said a small hello, as his two hands were busy with the hawk under his grip. Finally, the two teenagers made it to the gates of the ranch, spotting a chestnut colored mare with white hair, trotting towards them. Next to the mare was a tall man, the ranch owner, Fado, who nodded at Link and Ilia, as he passed a hand over his dark blonde hair.

"Hey, how you guys doing?" the big man asked them, once he and the horse were close to them. Ilia smiled back, as she patted the mare on her head, before she turned to Fado.

"I'm fine…and Link is between the border of great and miserable…" Fado chuckled as Link sent his friend a scowl, but he soon stopped once he spotted the small hawk on Link's arms.

"And I think I see why…" he muttered, catching the teenagers' attention. "That feathered beast still causing ya trouble, Link?" Ilia shook her head at the nickname that Fado, and half of the villagers had for poor Shannon, but Link, only smiled and shook his head.

"Not really, besides, she's calm today…"

"Yeah, I can see that…but, she sure looks calm…she okay?"

"Yeah, she sort of goes like this for a while, or so…it is getting natural this days..besides, she isn't in a fit anymore, and that's something to be glad about." Link told him, patting the hawk's head gently as he said it. Shannon only blinked as her head was touched, and then, looked from left to right before blinking again. She appeared to wanting to figure something out. "So," Link went on, stopping with his patting, and looking back at Fado. "the goats don't need herding today?" Fado only grinned.

"No. Some of them goats are still calm at this hour of the day, and it seems, that little feathered beast is, too…"

"Ah, come on, Fado, leave poor Shannon alone!" Ilia told him, pouting a bit. The big man only rolled his eyes.

"Come now, you…it's not like she was acting like a real lady back in the day when Link brought her in…" Ilia sighed, while Link only chuckled and shook his head. All three humans went on to keep on talking, completely ignoring the small hawk, that was on Link's arms at that moment. The hawk began to look around, before a thought finally passed through her small mind,

Where…am…I?