Well, chapter two is here. I hope you all like it. I plan to update about once every week or two. So without further ado, Twilight Princess Redux, chapter 2.

Oh, and as always, please drop a review if you don't mind; and I don't own the Legend of Zelda series.

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Dream or Mystical

Powerful

Link stood in the middle of his home as he tied on the last straps on his gauntlets. Looking in a mirror, he saw the Hero of Hyrule he had been over four months ago when he had saved the land. Everything was the same, except for his eyes. His eyes were older than they should have been.

He sighed and turned away from the image; he had returned the Master Sword back to the Sacred Grove, so his Ordon sword would have to do. Placing his shield over the sword on his back, and checked the rest of his pouches to make sure he had his other supplies. Seeing that everything was there, he headed for the door.

As his hand touched the knob he wondered, 'Am I sure about this?' Shaking his head he turned the knob. 'Yes I am.'

As he stepped out into the pale morning light, Link saw the last person he wanted to; Ilia was brushing Epona. She had looked up when he had opened the door, and she was now staring at him.

"Where are you going?" she asked as he climbed down the ladder from his door.

"What makes you think I'm going anywhere?" he asked in return. She turned her back to him and returned to brushing Epona.

"Link, we've known each other out whole lives… Please, I know you're going somewhere. You're wearing your Hero clothes and have all your equipment. Are you going to the castle? Did the princess summon you?" He seemed to ignore her questions as he lifted Epona's saddle on her. Ilia had stopped brushing her and stood there. Just as he was about to tie the last of the saddles straps, her hands stopped him.

He looked at her and saw tears in her eyes. "Link please don't leave us… don't leave me. Please just don't leave," she begged. He stood there for a moment before shaking her hands free and tying the strap tight. He checked the saddle one last time before turning to Ilia.

"Ilia I- " he tried to say before she rushed at him. Wrapping her arms around him she sobbed against his chest.

"P-please Link, don't l-leave again," she said as she cried. Slowly, a wide eyed Link wrapped his arms around her and returned the embrace.

They stood there in the early morning; one crying, the other solemn. Slowly, her tears began to slow until Ilia was left sniffling against him. She lifted her head off his now tear-stained tunic, and looked up at him. "Link, why do you have to leave?" she asked as she let go of the hug and wiped her eyes. He sighed before answering,

"I… Just need to get out. I need to get away from everything… everyone…" His last word brought fresh tears to her eyes.

"Wh-what about me?" she asked. The realization of his mistake hit him and he quickly said,

"No, not you." His words brought back an inkling of light to her eyes.

"Then why are you leaving?" she asked as she put her head back against his chest. Link sighed and said,

"This is just something I have to do." She pulled away from him and stared. Slowly his eyes softened and he added, "I'll be back, don't worry." It took a moment, but she nodded in acceptance. He smiled slightly and headed for Epona.

Jumping up into the saddle, he moved to get comfortable. Wheeling around past Ilia he headed down the path that led out of Ordon; the same path that had sparked his journey son long ago. He had not gone thirty feet when he heard Ilia call his name. Turning around in the saddle he looked at her and called back,

"What?" She seemed to hesitate before calling out,

"I love you!" Link's eyes widened as him mind tried to deal with this revelation. In jerky movements he turned back around and spurred Epona on; leaving Ilia to stare after him, as fresh tears fell from her eyes. "Link…?"

The sun was setting over the Gerudo Desert; the last golden rays of light falling onto the glittering sand of the Mirror Chamber. The massive black stone that had served as a gate to the Twilight Realm lay motionless. Then, as if caught by the shards of glass that covered the area, a single ray of light shone on the center of the stone. Soon, more joined it as twilight fell; the shards of the broken Mirror of Twilight, reflecting the light onto the stone. Its white runes starting to glow as the portal opened.

The Sages were startled by the glowing portal. Shimmering flecks of light flowed from the open gate. Coalescing on the pedestal, two shapes began to form. As the light began to fade, the portal's glow dimmed. Against the setting sun, one of the figures held up a hand to their face.

"I'm back…" she mumbled as the Sages stared on. They felt the power of the Goddesses in the man that accompanied the Princess of Twilight. As Midna looked around, taking in a world she had left behind, the man that had brought her back laughed.

"Well, you're back," he said as he stepped off the pedestal. Midna turned to him and asked,

"Who are you?" He kept walking, heading for the stairs.

"You'll learn that soon enough."

"Wait!" she yelled as he turned the corner. Running after him, she turned the corner and saw an empty staircase. She stared at the crumbling stone steps before thinking back on the reason she was here; doubts instead began to plague her mind. 'He probably doesn't even have those kinds of feelings for me… He's probably with Ilia, and I can't get back to the Twilight Realm!' she thought, starting to panic slightly.

One of the sages drifted down to her.

"Princess of Twilight, how is it that you came back to this place?" She turned to the glowing white figure.
"I… That… Man brought me here. Her hat the…. Triforce of Power." The sage looked shocked at Midna's explanation. The others murmured high above the pair on the ground.

"It seems that the Goddesses have bestowed their Power upon another." One sage said as he raised a hand to the last glimmering fragments of the Mirror of Twilight. Midna scooped up a handful of the glittering sand. Letting it slip from her fingers, she sighed.

"And what am I to do now?" she asked, hoping for some guidance from the ancient beings. The sages looked at one another before turning back to Midna.

"We do not know where your path leads…" the Sage of Spirit replied.

"It is by the Goddesses will that you are here now," another Sage added.

"And it is not out place to question their plan." The Sage of Spirit finished. Midna sighed and sat down on the edge of the platform that had held the mirror.

'Should I go find him? Does he even have feelings for me… Link...?'

So with Minda back in the World of Light, what does the future hold. Who is this mysterious person that brought her back.