(Emerald)

Emerald couldn't feel anything and for a moment, she was truly scared. She had fought and avoided dangerous beasts everyday, so being frightened by something really didn't happen all that often. Within a few minutes, she could feel sensation in her limbs. Her eyes opened and she carefully sat up. Right away, a few things seemed very odd: her old boots were taken off and she was covered with a blanket. Emerald scanned the area and finally realized that his was the building that she was trying to get into.

The inside seemed completely different from her last visit about three months ago. Furniture was moved in and fireplace was warm with wood piled beside it and everything seemed lively; a change from her home. Pictures also hung on the walls. One of them seemed interesting to Emerald, a picture of two boys. One of them had blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing green and the other had black hair and gray green eyes, wearing purple. He also looks a little younger. They both appeared to be kind of similar in a way but different at the same time and slightly familiar. Her attention was brought back to focus. "Wait a minute," Emerald thought, "why am I even here?" Somebody brought her in, that's why.

The girl doesn't remember much from before, expect she is certain that she wasn't able to get in the building. She tries to stand up, but her legs buckle and she falls to the floor. She had felt fine when she had waken up; why is she so weak now? A few minutes pass and Emerald tries to get up again, this time succeeding. A sound travels from the room to her left. Perhaps the person that saved her was there? Emerald unsteadily made her way over to the doorway to find teenage boy.

The boy turns to face her. "Who are you? What are you doing my house? Wait,oh, okay. You're the girl I found outside."

Emerald blinked and studied him with intrigue. He was pale with black hair and grey green eyes and he wore a purple robe;and he looked to be about the same age as her, how interesting. Not only was it hard to believe that she was taken in by someone about the same age as her, but he was black-haired boy from the picture that she saw. Finally Emerald spoke. "You're the person who lives here? I had no idea."

"Well I just moved in a few months ago. Uh, where'd you come from?"

Emerald shrugged. "I live in the forest."

"The forest? Wait a minute, who are you?"

"Me? My name's Emerald," she said casually.

"Oh okay. I'm Ravio," the boy explains, "I came home to find you beside my porch and you were passed out, so I brought you inside." Ravio notices that Emerald is leaning on the doorway and looks little concerned. "Uh, you okay?"

"Um, I feel kinda lightheaded" she admits hesitantly. Emerald does not usually get sick, but she suddenly felt horrible and was kind of worried that she was going to collapse again.

He gestures, "maybe you should go lay down on the couch in the living room."

She didn't object, so she walks to the green couch and lies down. She didn't really trust strangers too much, but it's not like she had many options at this point. Besides, perhaps she was just being a little distrusting. The boy did drag her in here by himself, as far she knew.

-()-

Emerald stood on the peak of mountain that was black like obsidian. The full moon glowed down upon its rocky peaks and the wind howled, blowing her medium brown hair to her side. She felt completely different; powerful, strong, unstoppable. A distant howl sounded from the west and then from the east. She turned and something had caught her eye. There, stood a grand city with towering stone buildings, beautifully laid decorative streets lined with lights and people scurrying around. They looked Hylian, walking down the streets as musicians played, visiting stores, and conversing with others. Flags hung from walls, street lanterns and flagpoles. However, it wasn't a flag Emerald recognized; that's unusual because Emerald often found cultural books at libraries. Sometimes she would "borrow" them.

The flag design was black with a green wolf that appeared to have feathered wings,reaching toward something very recognizable: the Triforce. Emerald was burning with curiosity. "Is this a part of Hyrule?" Emerald wondered. It couldn't be though, for the flag design itself was too unlike Hyrule's. Emerald tried to look harder, but the image was already fading.

-()-

Emerald awoke with a jolt and was back at Ravio's. "What in Hyrule just happened?"

"What exactly happened?"

She looked over to see Ravio, sitting in a chair casually and hold an open book. "Just a dream, I guess."

"Okay, I see. Are you feeling okay? It seemed like you had fever before."

"Was I that sick?" Emerald thought. She felt fine now though. "I'm okay now." Her attention turned the book that was in Ravio's hands.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I should probably get going. I really do appreciate everything though, thank you." Emerald gets up and begins to gather her things and slip her boots and cape back on.

"Wait a minute," Ravio said, "uh I was going to the Market District today. Do you wanna come with me? I have someone I want you to meet."

She looked ever at him. "Someone you want me to meet? Who?"

"My friend," he explained, pointing at the picture on wall behind him. It was the one of him and the blonde boy.

"Him?"

"Yeah, he's a good guy. I think you'll really like him."

-()-

Emerald still wasn't exactly sure how he felt about this guy. She knew so little about him, but yet she was walking down through the Market district with him. Why? She still wasn't sure, besides, maybe she could be a little more trusting of Ravio if she met his friend, who looked eerily familiar by the picture. She was still quite distracted by yesterday: falling ill, dreaming of a city she had never been to and waking up feeling healthy. She decided to take a break from that and at least try to enjoy hanging out with another person, even if she barely knew him. Most of the snow from yesterday was shoveled to the side and most stores were open and doing business. The sun was shimmering through the clouds, bringing a tinge of warmth with it.

"Now," Ravio began, "um, you clothes. It's look like you just crawled out of a gutter, buddy."

"I can't disagree. I haven't bought new clothes in awhile," Emerald explained. She feel did not offended comment simply because it was true. Her gray tunic was torn up by monsters, trees, and many other things. Her boots leaked and her hair was a mess. She looked like a creature of the forest.

Ravio said, "Look I'm gonna put it to you straight. You need some new duds. I don't want you meeting my friend looking like a sewer rat."

"Alright," Emerald said. She had never been shopping for clothes in the Market District before, but she did need clothes after two years in the forest. First impressions were everything.