A/N: Leslie and Furrie belong to ChildofCourage on deviantART

My mind raced, the dots connecting practically in front of my eyes. Ghirahim was out to get Zelda. Why would he want me along though, someone who would very obviously stop him from getting to Zelda?

Leslie's voice registered in my mind, "Ghirahim, there is more than one person to keep Zelda away from you and that includes me, the Goddess's Chosen Hero Link, a Shiekah, and two of my friends chosen to be Heroes by the Goddesses of old like me. I was chosen by Farore. I am the Heroine of Courage!" All the while she was drawing her sword with a hiss, "Zelda has more protectors than you realize! Now let Fallon go!" Her face was determined.

It touched me that Leslie, who was barely more than a stranger, would help Zelda and try to help me. I've always been on my own for a long time, so that fact that someone would do this made me make up my mind: she and I will be friends. What also surprised me slightly was that Link was this "Goddess's Chosen Hero." I almost expected it by then, I think.

"And how many can fight me full-on?" I felt him chuckle as his nose nuzzled into my neck, causing me to grimace. "I'm giving you a chance to run silly girl, you should take it."

Resolution formed within me and I looked at Leslie, "You may be right, but if I can help Zelda by keeping this big baby preoccupied I don't mind."

I felt Ghirahim rest his head on top of mine, "You hear that? Fallon's fine and I have no plans of hurting her quite yet." His hand ghosted to my hips, trying to bring them closer to his own.

"And even then," I interrupted him, not moving my hips with his hand, "I would probably smack him around a couple of times. I'm just glad Zelda's safe." I smiled gently, hoping that it would stay that way.

Ghirahim had to just add on, "For now."

Rolling my eyes, I replied, "Scratch that last part please. I've managed to fall a thousand feet and still fight Ghirahim, I should be fine now." I paused, a thought coming to mind, "Though some food would be nice; I can't exactly fight him eating nothing but berries."

Leslie brings out a bag and tosses it to me with her left hand. Apparently she's left-handed. "Here, it may not be much." She then turns to glare at Ghirahim behind me, "You're nothing but a womanizer, Debbie." Leslie crossed her arms just as Furrie puts an arm around her. I notice the blush that Leslie was trying to hide and smiled.

Ghirahim chuckled again, "Ah, but I am true to myself. And I honestly would not have it any other way."

I nod, "Thank you for the food, I can make this last a while." My stomach protested from the memories of days going hungry from not making enough rupees to support myself. Feeling Ghirahim's arms tighten around me I sighed, "What? Would you rather have me following Kikiwis around for berries?" The arms relaxed, and I took the opportunity to break free of them to walk over to Leslie. Dropping my voice low I whispered, "I'll keep him distracted as long as possible; make sure you tell Link as well." Again, another thought caught me, "And could you ask him to take care of my Loftwing?" Quickly stepping back, I bowed slightly with my hand on my hilt, just as I had been taught by my mentor years ago. "Thank you, Leslie, I understand that I may never see you again." It saddens me, the thought, since in this short time I've grown to like Leslie. She, with the proper training and time, could be one of the strongest of us all. Call it a teacher's instinct. I smiled, "But I hope that we do."

Leslie stepped forward, saying loudly with a wink, "If you're with Ghirahim you'll see me again." Lowering her voice she continued, "I trust you, Fallon, so I'll tell you my secret. There are four maidens, Spirit, Water, Fire and Forest. Your friend Zelda is the Spirit Maiden, which means she is the Goddess Hylia reborn. She is a goddess in mortal form. The other three maidens are my best friend, Kathryn, a girl from Skyloft named Lenara and myself. Unlike Zelda we are of a different race. The three of us are demi-goddesses. Our mothers are the Three Great Goddesses of Old, who created the Triforce. I am the daughter of Farore, Goddess of Courage. These woods are my domain and I must reclaim them. I will have to fight Ghirahim, but make no mistake. Zelda's soul isn't the only one Ghirahim could use to bring back his master, The Demon King, Demise. You must keep him in the dark about the other three maidens until we are fully ready to take him on. I trust you, Fallon. Good luck." Then she was leaning against a tree, smirking as she tried to provoke Ghirahim, "I'm glad you aren't trying to do what you're doing to Fallon to me or you'd have Furrie on your case."

The information that Leslie just gave me ran through my head and I blinked. Keeping my face blank, I came to the conclusion that the longer she would interact with Ghirahim, the more of a chance there would be of him finding out whom she was. I doubt I would be able to fight off Ghirahim while protecting Leslie, and at this point I still wasn't sure of Leslie's skill level. Not only that, but Ghirahim was more dangerous than I had originally thought. With that in mind I nodded, "Thank you."

In the background, I heard Ghirahim respond, "Pfft… I've hardly done anything… yet."

My eyes latched onto his smirk and I gave him the look that I would give Groose when he wasn't going to get away with anything, "Never going to happen."

The chuckle I received in return was dark, "Remember what I told you about never!"

"Still not going to happen."

I heard Leslie chuckle in the background and turned back to her, face curious as to why she found this amusing. "And what exactly would I have to do to get your attention like that? Beat you up? Ha! I already ruined your plans once don't think I won't do it again! Maybe next time I'll be strong enough to take you on. I look forward to being able to wipe that smirk off your face." She stood up, and as she walked away she started to whistle.

Ghirahim snorted, "I look forward to when that day, not that it ever will."

Ignoring him again I called after her, "Thanks again! I'll stall Lord Fuss-a-Lot here for a while!" I heard Ghirahim make an indignant sound in the background once again.

Turning around one last time, Leslie shouted, "Thanks! Because if he knew what I knew we'd all be screwed!" Then, she saluted us and began to run, off to find whoever she needed to.