A/N- Thanks for the reviews, darthritter86, maximushyrule, and The-Saiyan-From-Hyrule. It makes me feel happy to see so many reviews. However, I'd just like to say that I do not have any Mary Sues. I might later, in other stories, but the person will be called Keroanne or Altrina or something like that. Okay?
Disclaimer- I don't own Zelda or Dareka No Negai Ga Kanau Koro
"Everyone," Sparrow said softly. "These two are ladies from the palace that didn't get there in time for Vaati's arrival. When they did get there, though, the castle was already taken over. Vaati killed all of their guards and such. They, most likely, wish to join us."
To be honest, Malina was surprised. You'd think that Vaati had just killed them. It seemed to be the most likely choice. However, that was not the only thing that the young Princess was surprised by. That was the longest statement that she had ever heard Sparrow say. Quite... interesting.
The others seemed to be the same. Ceris's face showed nothing, as usual, however. He seemed to be quite an expressionless boy, and that was rather annoying to Malina. She was used to everyone's feelings be shown through their faces and voices.
"It is wonderful to find some hospitality." Delila said in a sugar-sweet tone, smiling tightly. "I am ever so glad, aren't you, Mother?"
"Yes, dear." Malon said absently, examining everyone with care and preciseness. Many people thought of Malon as a simple farm woman who had craved a knight in shining armor. However, Malina had spent an afternoon with her and come to know that this woman was not all that she appeared. She was very smart and considered one of the smartest women in the castle, besides Malina, of course.
Delila was beautiful, might I add. Her long, rich, red hair flowed down her back as a waterfall. Her sea-green eyes reflected not much besides a sort of want that only the death of two people could give her. Her skin was pale and had no markings on it. Many considered her to be the most amazing woman in all of Hyrule.
Malina was, quite honestly, not one of those people. She was one of the very few people that saw the murderous look in her eyes. The only other two were Mistress Impa and Lord Jine. The murderous look in her eyes was a want for the death of Malina and Lord Jine, so her mother could step up to take over the throne, making her the Princess of Hyrule.
Malina didn't understand why Delila hated her so much.
The girl's thoughts were interrupted by Yuumei. "Oh my, what a beautiful child." The raven-haired woman exclaimed, touching Delila gently. The sixteen-year-old smiled gently, but she glanced at Shina, hoping for some jealousy. If Shina felt any, she did not show it.
"Thank you, I..." Delila trailed off upon seeing Malina. The moment she saw the girl, there was a look of absolute hatred and insane frustration. Malina almost wanted to shrink back from the girl and run away as far away as possible. Of course, that devious young woman had thought of something before anyone could notice the glare.
"Mother! Look who it is! The Princess! What in the world could she be doing here?" Delila grabbed her mother's sleeve, her mouth in a feigned O. Malon followed her daughter's eyes to Malina. The younger girl's eyes held desperation. A desperation of not wanting to be found out. Which, obviously, Delila wanted her to be found out, wanting everything upon the girl that the Princess did not want.
For an instant, the whole group felt the tense pressure that had been placed between all of us. Each of them had a different reaction to it. Shina seemed to be the most effected, however. Her eyes turned into steel gates and she gritted her teeth. It was a rather frightening moment, but, finally, Malon spoke.
"Do not be silly, dear. The Princess was killed, you know that." Delila's eyes widened at this in anger. Her own mother had decided not to stay with her. Delila glared with fierce intensity at Malina, who bit her lip hard and ended up tasting the metallic taste of blood. Ceris put his horse in front of the Princess, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"I'm sorry, everyone, but we must keep up with schedule." Marit said flatly, breaking the tension slightly. "You are free to travel with us, but I must warn you that there will be dangers. If you choose to join us, you must be careful and listen to what we say."
"Of course we shall." Malon said, her voice as smooth as ever. "We are just happy to find other people to travel with, right, Delila?" The teenager nodded stiffly, and suddenly broke out into a sweet smile.
"I'm sorry, girl. You look a lot like the Princess." Delila said, her voice as sugary as it had been the first time she had spoken to them. "It's just that, the Princess was a good friend of mine. I will never be able to accept that she died. It so... impossible, yes?" Malina nodded, her nod as stiff as Delila's had been a moment before.
As they continued on their way, Malina began to think. Why had Miss Malon defended her? Her and Miss Malon barely knew each other. She would just have to ask the older woman why. And soon, as well.
That day, they managed to get to Hyrule Field. Quite a bit of progress, but it would take them all day the next day just to get across it. That thought bothered Malina, for everyday they spent traveling was another day that Vaati had control over Hyrule. Another chance for him to kill her.
Malina shook those thoughts out of her mind and jumped off her horse. Everyone else was beginning to set up their tents. Now Malina would have to share with someone due to the two unexpected people that were added to their group. Malina could only pray that it was Yuumei.
As Malina helped set up the tents, she felt someone staring at her. Much to her surprise, it was not Delila. Neither was Ceris. It was Shina, whose eyes were still the same as before in their coldness. The instant Shina saw that Malina had noticed her looking back, the elder girl looked away and began tying a knot extra tight, her hands shaking slightly for some reason. Malina walked over to the her and tapped her back. Shina turned back, her eyes on fire.
"Yes?! May I help you?" Malina blinked in shock, having completely not expected this. The girl began to stutter, her face turning bright red. Shina tapped her foot on the ground, folding her arms. After a moment, Ceris walked over to see what was going on.
"Shina..." He murmured softly. "What's wrong? Come on... Malina, you stay here. I'll take care of this." Malina felt a slight annoyance as he walked away with his arms about her shoulders. It did not last long, however, as Malina felt some new annoyance at the fact that she couldn't help herself very well. Always afraid, that was her.
Malina turned her back to the departing two, squaring her shoulders slightly. Yuumei gave the younger girl a slight smile and, as she walked by to her tent, took her hand. Malina couldn't help but wonder why she was doing that, and what she obviously wanted to talk about.
"What is it, Yuumei?" Malina asked softly. Yuumei smiled and lifted one finger, indicating to give her a moment. The elder woman knelt before one of her bags, sifting through it. After a moment, it appeared that she had found what she had been looking for. Yuumei hid whatever it was behind her back.
"I'd just like to say that no matter who you are, I'd like to consider you as my friend." Yuumei said. "It's... a bit important what I'm about to give you. In my people, it ensures absolute trust. And I trust you that no matter what you say, no matter what you do, no matter who you are, I'll consider you as a friend for life. However... I would ask of you not to take it off."
Yuumei gave Malina a bracelet. It was simple, unlike all of the types of jewelry that the young Princess had received before. A black string with a few white beads were all that it was. On the beads, no intricate designs, just the same mark over and over again.
"I don't expect you to tell me who you are." Yuumei stated. "It's just that... I'd like you to be a good friend of mine through all time. I must admit something, though..." Yuumei cleared her throat, scratching it lightly. "Perhaps a bit later, though?"
"That's... okay?" Malina replied, slightly confused. Yuumei didn't seem like one who lie. Not to mention, this whole friends forever was slightly sudden. Was Malina sure that she wanted to friends with someone like Yuumei forever? True, the woman was very sweet and kind, but... there was something about her. Something that Malina couldn't place.
The two walked out and Malina absently scratched her hand where the bracelet was now. It felt slightly strange on her hand. Like... different. And there was that noise that was in her head now. What was it?
Malina's thoughts were interrupted by the wonderful scent of stew. Everyone else was already sitting near the fire, awaiting for the food to be done. Except, of course, Delila who would never stoop down to that level. She did, however, take a glance over to it once it a while.
Sparrow seemed to be slightly annoyed by the fact that everyone was all around him while he was cooking. Sparrow had learned to cook from his mother when he was very young, and his father thought that it was completely unmanly at the time. However, now he thought that it was of the best things that Sparrow's mother had taught him, seeing as no one else could cook here.
Shina gave Malina a look of daggers and promptly put her legs on the empty spot beside her. Ouch. It seemed that the elder girl still had not forgiven her for whatever it was that she had done.
However, upon seeing her, Malon gave a soft smile and patted next to her. Malina walked over and sat nervously beside the woman. Malon did not speak, but seemed to just be enjoying... where she was right now.
Sparrow, after a moment, brought out the bowls that he had packed. He passed them around and paused at Yuumei. His face said nothing, but his eyes said much, much more. The woman smiled at him and whispered something. He nodded and went back to the stew, leaving Malina wondering what had just passed between them.
The stew was warm and comforting. Slices of vegetables and meat floated about in it. Without really knowing why, Malina used her magic to pick out every little piece of meat that was in there. It seemed so... disgusting and barbaric to eat something as such.
"Why did you just do that?" Marit asked from the other side of the fire. Malina stared blankly at him before she answered.
"I'm not really sure." Malina answered, staring at her stew. "Usually I love meat, but... I don't want to eat it. It's like eating something that was once alive, something that once had feelings." The girl shuddered. "It seems so cruel."
"Don't mind it." Yuumei said, taking another spoonful of the stew. "Most people of her... type have the same reaction after becoming as they are. Every single person that I've met that's like her refuses to eat or touch any meat. You see, they become more tuned with the life of what's around them. To them, it seems evil to even kill an animal, especially after they learn how to transform and talk to animals. It's rather interesting."
Malina wanted to scream, but that wasn't really proper. After that, everyone became silent due to the explanation. They were all thinking about what had happened yesterday, except Delila and Malon who weren't there.
Yuumei sighed as she finished. She looked out to the sunset and began a story, as she did one night before. "There is a land that is nigh impossible to get to." She began. "It is said that you can only get there through a mirror. In all of my travels, I have neither seen this mirror, nor the place. It was one of my goals, however, as I crossed over into this land. I still believe that one day, someone shall find it, and when they do, it will cause much chaos and strife in the land. So, I do hope that none shall ever find it."
That story was quite a bit shorter than the last one, but it was more of a rumor than a story. It also seemed silly and impossible that you could get anywhere by using a mirror. Did you go into the mirror? It made no sense whatsoever, so Malina was unsure whether or not she wished to believe it.
All of them waited in silence for Yuumei's voice. She had told Malina that every time she told a story, she would sing her favorite song.
"I've lost something important because of small things
The cold ring showed its glimmer to me
I said, "All I need is today," but that wasn't the case
The door to you vanished without a sound"
"The more I wish for your happiness, the more selfish I become
But still, I want you to stay, and I always did
When someone's wish comes true, she'll be crying
That way the door won't make a sound"
"I wanted to be the only who could heal you, who is needed by all,
And I've endured it a little too much"
"To wish for own happiness is not selfish, right?
If that's so, I want to hold you as tight as I can
When my tears dry up, she'll be crying
That way, the ground under us won't dry up"
"The more I wish for your own happiness, the more selfish I become
But you never hold me back, you never did
When someone's wish comes true, she'll be crying
Everyone's wishes can't be granted at once"
"As the small earth rotates, I learn to be more kind
I want to hug you once more, as soft as I can..."
As the sound of her voice drifted off into the dark night, Malina felt her eyes begin to close. She wasn't tired, but it felt like someone was trying to knock her out. That noise that was in her head, seemed to be even louder than before.
Malina clutched her head and felt herself fall over. Someone, or maybe more than one person, cried out as she fell. That was, however, the last thing that was on Malina's mind at the moment. Her entire mind seemed to be shrouded in darkness, without a single light.
The young girl tried to make her way through, to find her magic, to find a single light... but nothing came.
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