Adventure

As soon as Link had finished rounding up the goats he'd practically run back to his house. He slammed the door behind him, making a picture fall from the wall. He stood there, bent over and breathing heavily. There was only one way he'd know if the world needed him again. He paused in his huffing, looking carefully at the chest on the other side of the room.

Link approached the simple box, adrenaline pumping in his ears, along with fear. What if he did have to do it again? Save the world and put his life in danger over and over again. Fairies were the only things that saved him half the time, and they were not as abundant as they once were. He reached down tentatively, opening the case slowly. He'd looked in the box just yesterday, and it only held a bottle and a few wraps of cheese.

It was open, and he was suddenly, very, very frightened. There lay the Hero's Garments all right… On top of Midna's black cloak. It was soaked in blood. He shook his head and looked closer. There was no black clothes, only a blanket under the green. He let out a relieved sigh. He could've sworn he'd seen her cloak…

'That's it' He thought, 'I'm delusional'

He reached in, feeling the green fabric with reverence. It had been awhile… three… four moon cycles? The chain mail was there too, good. Link changed as quickly as he could, and threw some supplies into his bag. He was chewing on some more cheese as he headed out the door, hearing something crack beneath him. He looked down, cheeks full of food and noticed that it was the picture he'd dislodged before. It was a photo of Ilia, Colin, and himself tending Epona.

Ilia. She didn't say a word to him about the spirit, and she knew how much he longed to adventure again. Why didn't she tell him? …Confusion wrapped around Link's mind, surely there had to be some reason… He shook his head. It didn't matter. What mattered now was to find a way into to the Twilight Realm.

Link shoved the picture off to the side, hurrying out of his house for the second time that day. Whenever he wore this tunic it always seemed as if he were on the run. Running to, from, around or behind monsters, friends… everything really. He slowed as he neared the Light Guardian's pool. Someone was there, standing a bit off center, arms crossed.

"Ilia!" Link called, hurrying toward her, "Why didn't you tell me about the Light Spirit's return?"

She glared angrily at the ground, "Because then you'd leave."

He stared at her, "Well… yes. I had to save the wor-""The world? Why you, why do you have to do it?!" She shouted, a eyes glassy as she glowered at him, "I lost you to your 'World Saving' quest once, why should I let you do it again?"

Link was tired of this. She had been acting as though she ran Link's life. From the millions of times she took Epona away from him to the way she was acting now.

"You can't stop me."

His tone was so sure, so solemn, that Ilia's eyes turned down to stare at her feet. She looked back at him, about to say something when a blinding light pounded into her back. Link tried to shield his eyes as he knelt down, trying to pick the girl up. The force of the light was so strong… and then it was gone.

A tiny ball of golden light flittered up to Link's face.

"We must hurry. Hello. Hero. Let's movegohurryfastnow--" The tiny fae seemed to have been undergoing convulsions, as if it were trying to say ten billion things at once. The fairy fell and Link caught it in his hands. Ilia stared in wonder and Link glanced at her, unsure of what to do. The spasms stopped and the little one seemed to shake a second as it gained it's bearings.

"Are you okay, little guy?" Ilia implored, scooting closer, lines of concern etched across her face.

"I…" The little puff of light looked at the girl before nodding, "I'm fine. I have been created and sent to aide Link in his quest. I am all that is left of the Light Spirits."

The Hero finally cracked a smile. It felt right to have a companion… To have a fairy. He didn't know why… The winged light rose up and stared Link in the face.

"I am your partner, however I can only remember things of my creators if I visit their respective pools - where the remnants of their souls reside."

Link nodded, there was always something.

"What is your name?" He asked gently, and the fairy took a moment, as if trying to remember.

"I… I don't think I have one. I am merely a bunch of light in the form of a fairy… The Light Spirits combined."

"Well you should have a name." Ilia said, slightly perturbed at the thought that this puff would be going with Link.

"Hairaru." Link smiled, "Named after the place where all the pools reside."

"I am honoured to be named after Hyrule." Hairaru said softly, before bowing his head, "But I digress, we should be pressing on. Surely you have felt the darkness that threatens the shadow and light alike pressing?"

Link nodded and Ilia glowered.

"This is ridiculous!" She shouted at the two, "The 'light' is just fine! No two men are going-"

"Actually, I am genderless. Using 'he' or 'she' would be both equally correct and incorr-""Do I look like I care?" She seethed.

"Not really, no." The fairy replied evenly.

"Two men," She stressed the word, "are going to leave and save the Light and Shadows? The Light doesn't need saving and the Shadows - who cares?"

"I do." Link growled lowly, Midna was there.

Ilia glowered, brow knitting together as she tried to think up an excuse for him to stay. The puff of light floated toward Link's nose, seeming to tilt to the side a bit, as though examining him.

"We really must press on."

"Right, not like I have a reason to stay anyway." Link nodded, ignoring Ilia's hurt expression. He had a best friend to save.

Link tore up a piece of grass and blew on it carefully, calling his horse to him. It only took a moment for the roan red steed to come barrelling over, and Link mounted her carefully."Where are we heading first, Hero?" Hairaru asked carefully, looking at Epona with interest."Faron." He opened his tunic a bit and the fairy nestled up against his chest to be safe. "Where else?"

Sorry it's short again, it had been awhile since I wrote the first chapter and felt rather unmotivated.
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Ryu