AN:Thanks for the awesome follows, faves and reviews. You guys are always awesome! This chapter was a little harder to write because of the plot transitions. Sorry it took twice as long, but I was trying to do it as best I could! Thanks for reading and enjoy!

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(Emerald)

"Archadia. Why'd you bring me here?" Emerald had once again found herself in the valley forest sanctuary, where she had met Farore's Guardian wolf for the first time. She was told by this ghostly wolf that she would be summoned by her again. Emerald often wondered since then why such a powerful apparition wanted anything to do with her, yet she never did mention it to anyone, mostly because she thought it was just her imagination. Now, she was less convinced.

"Well young wolf, have you ever wondered about your past?"

Emerald's hazel eyes instantly blazed as Archadia had spoken about her past. "You mean my father losing his loyalty for my mother, or do you mean my mother betraying me? If not that, then do you want to grill me about how I ran away from home?" she snapped. Her heart seared. She refrained from visiting the memories from then for a reason; being that her life sank when her mother remarried. Her mother's decision of another husband had cost Emerald the rest of her childhood, so why would she reminisce about it? Every muscle in her body tensed as she tried not to re-visualize that fateful day and everything to come after.

"None of that. I am discussing the ancestry paternal side."

"You know more about my father?" the girl asked, a bit more calmly at the mention of her father. She wouldn't ever admit it, she still did love her dad, but she doesn't know much about him and where he was from. He had left her at fairly young age, about ten. Because he was usually occupied by his job, which Emerald knew little about. He never had much time to bond with her. "What do you know?"

"Come, it is time for you to unravel the secrets of your past."

She nodded and followed Archadia as she slipped into the woods. The Guardian wolf's mysterious, spiritual tone sometimes annoyed her. It somewhat sounded like she was avoiding something, but Emerald ignored this. Perhaps she could tell me something that wasn't in a riddle. That would be great. They navigated the forest with ease, slipping around trees and under branches. Though it was a different forest, the basic rules applied, so Emerald had no issues exploring. The duo approached the mouth of a clearing. However, it was not empty unlike the area we they had met. Here, a colossal pool of crisp water occupied the space, fed by a small freshwater creek that ran straight through. Emerald was amazed at the how gorgeous the mirrored image of the moon looked in the liquid crystal. The water appeared so pure, so impossibly clean seemed almost like a mirage.

"This is the Sapphire Pool. It has a spiritual connection to wolves, and is protected by the greatest warriors in our land," Archadia explained.

"I see, but what does it have to do with us?" Emerald asked, somewhat befuddled by Archardia's little field trip.

"Take a peek at your reflection."

"Wouldn't I just see myself?" She questioned the wolf's wish. Nevertheless, she stepped the to rim of the small pond and looked down upon the unrealistically still waters. She waited, but only saw herself; her unkempt light brown hair, her tired hazel eyes, and her green dress, which looked like it had aged ten years through a war, within a day. Then, the liquid rippled and distorted her image. Weird, there's no wind. The image gathered itself again, however, it didn't display a weary teenage girl. Instead, it portrayed a dark coal gray wolf with a coal-and-brown mane and brilliant hazel eyes. The wolf stretched and opened a pair of gigantic feathered wings. Emerald's eyes widened and she stumbled backwards in shock. She caught herself. "T-t-that is me? Wait, I'm a wolf?! I have wings?! What the hell is going on? I want the truth. No more fancy riddles please." Nothing made any type of sense, and she needed answers.

Archadia's amber eyes blazed like two pools starving, angry fire. "Fine, you want the truth? Your existence is a mistake, but the goddesses still chose you; for what reason I am not sure. You were never supposed to be a half-blood and you were born two years too late. They chose you to be the holder of the most ancient and largest treasure in the world. In all honestly, I shouldn't even be contacting you now. You're only fifteen, but we are running out of time. I told you what you needed to do. You are the one to stop the blood when it spills. Have courage, young wolf."

Everything blacked out.

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She had never felt so ill in her life. In fact, Emerald almost never got sick, even when she was living in the woods. Her head continually pounded ans she felt exhausted. Even after the dream, she still had slept about ten hours, so how could she be so tired? Every now and then, she would let a couple of coughs escape. However, she eventually got up and went to go dress. Zelda must have had some new clothes brought up to her last night. There was a casual blue dress and a new pair of winter boots placed on the nightstand next to her bed. After she was dressed, she wondered about what to do. It was well after breakfast when she had waken up, and she was never told what she was to do.

A knock sounded at her door.

"Come in."

The door opened, revealing a person wearing a bunny mask, which they lifted. Of course, it was Ravio. "Hey Emerald. Uh, Zelda told me to tell you that were gonna be meeting in the throne room in ten minutes."

A little white bird came from behind, twittering and circling around him.

"Oh yeah, you missed breakfast. After I was done, I went back to my place and grabbed some fresh clothes. Plus, I had to let this little nut out'a my room. This is Sheerow, my pal. Sheerow this is Emerald."

Emerald smiled at them. "Nice to meet you. Anyway, I'm ready now, if you want." She coughed. She didn't want anyone to worry about them, so she just wanted to continue her day as if she was perfectly fine, hoping this would just blow right over. Luckily, Ravio didn't say anything.

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(Link)

Link and Zelda were assembled in the throne room already. Ravio and Emerald joined them a few minutes later.

"Ah, nice to see both of you," Zelda greeted them.

Link nodded. They needed to start discussing the matters at hand right away. If Hyrule is truly in danger...

"So what's up?" Ravio asked, just being Ravio.

He saw Emerald try to suppress a giggle and Zelda gave a smile.

"Well," Zelda began, "Link did tell me that you both are aware of my strange dream, and Link had found the Pendant of Courage in quite a strange way. Then, I heard about all of you being captured by Hilda. It strikes me that this is most likely not a coincidence, but I'm not exactly sure what any of this means."

Zelda's words were heavy in the air and Link waited patiently for someone to say something, anything. He was overall completely clueless about what how any of these events were connected.

"Princess!" It was Lady Impa. Link had not seen her since his last adventure, but it doesn't seem that she has changed much. She still portrayed an elderly, wrinkled face, graceful robes, but she did keep up her wise, lady-like behavior as she barreled through the wooden door in a rush.

Zelda's attention was redirected to Impa. "What is it Impa?"

"There are some suspicious knights waiting at the castle doors. I had asked them what they wanted and they had talked about looking for a kid in a violet rabbit costume, a girl wearing a blue dress and scarf and blonde-haired boy wearing green.

Link did a double-take, his eyes flickering in disbelief and frustration. After everything he promised to do, Hilda still sent troops to hunt them down. His strong hands had formed two fists, but then he relaxed. Well, maybe they weren't Hilda's. Who could really say at this point? Either way, they weren't safe. Not here, not anywhere."

"You three must leave immediately! Impa can escort you to a different exit. I will see if i can stall them." Zelda left.

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(Ravio)

The storm was terrible and no one had even seen it coming. Ravio pushed himself through the brutal weather as they carved a path through the town to escape. Blistering cold winds ravaged the alleyways and they were pelted with a think, chilling layer of ice and snow. The only benefit from this is that is covered their trail as they slipped from the clutches of the Nyctillians that were sent to capture them once again. A bit of warm hope sparked as the worn façade of his apartment came into view.

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He stared grimly at Emerald, who was laying on the couch and sleeping uncomfortably. He knew it wasn't because the couch was bad either. For the last hour, him and Link have been talking about what happened, trying to piece to impossible puzzle together. He had noticed the girl coughing in her sleep as well as shifting sides too often. He knew it was pretty much bound to happen after being exposed to the merciless cold without much help. NE knelt next her. "Hey, Emerald. You, uh, feelin' okay?"

Her eyes opened and she blinked. "Yeah." She ended up coughing again.

Ravio winced. "I don't know. You were out there for awhile and you don't really look so good."

"Trust me Ravio, I'm fine." She broke into yet another coughing fit and shuddered.

"Yeah, you're a-okay alright," he replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Then, he stood up and went over Link, ending the conversation before she could protest.

"Hey Ravio." Link greeted his Lorulean counterpart.

"Hey, I don't know. I think Emerald got sick somewhere along the line."

Link shrugged sympathetically. "I think so too. You have to feel bad for her, and she sounds pretty sick. I think I know where we can get some medicine and find out some more about what's going on though." He sounded confident and hopeful, which wasn't anything new for Link, but it helped lift the spirit some.

Ravio perked. "Really?" That was some good news for once.

He nodded. "You remember Irene, right?"

"Oh, of course." He wasn't that fond of the slightly self-absorbed "witch on the rise," but if that meant getting medicine for Emerald, then he was open to that option.

"Well, I bet I could get a potion off her and she travels a lot. Maybe she's got some information."

Ravio nodded, not totally into this plan, but it was one of the few options at this point. "Uh, do I have to go?"

"No. Actually, I think you should stay here," Link explains.

That was a ginormous relief on his part. Every time he was around Irene, she somehow annoyed him, but she did help Link out a ton and they're still friends, so he's have better luck with her than Ravio ever would. "Alright."

"I'll go see Irene. I'd tell to go talk to Emerald, but she doesn't seem very, uh, social." Link gathered his coat and some rupees, and then slipped out the door into the winter fury.

Ravio just had to hope that she was home.