A/N: Hello. I'm talking directly to you. You know who you are. For the things I've said in the past week, I'm sorry. You were right. They were kneejerk reactions and I'm sorry for being kind of a bitch. I know you said you weren't going to keep going with this story and that's entirely your choice, so odds are, you're not going to see this anyway, but I am sorry. But there are other people that are still reading this, so I'm going to keep going.

In the middle of the night, a loud scream echoed through the tent. All of the moblins still slept like the dead, but I woke up in an instant panic. Physically, I was ok. We weren't under attack or anything. I don't think any Kokiri would be dumb enough to come upon a moblin camp and start swinging their wooden swords. Even their best swordsmen (which, honestly, I was their best.) wouldn't be able to take them on. When I went back in the tent, Luna sat up in her bed, completely out of breath. I never thought I'd ever see her so...so scared. Slowly, I approached her bed. Luna's already shaking. I didn't want to make her worse.

"Luna?" I spoke softly, "Are you alright?"

"Fine," she shooed me away. The same light from earlier in the night shined a bit brighter. I tried to see what it was, but as soon as I got close, it went out, "Just a doozy of a nightmare."

"You want to talk about it?" I offered, sitting next to her.

"I'd rather not," she quivered, "It was bad, Link. Really bad. I wouldn't want you to have it, too."

"I'll be ok," I assured, doing my best to offer what little comfort I could, "But if you don't need to talk, that's fine. You know where I'll be if you do."

"Thank you," Luna laid back down in her bed while I got back up to go back to my own, "Hey, Link?"

"Yes?"

"It was Ganondorf," she opened up, "He came to me in my dream. I don't know if it was my own doing or if he used his magic, but he came to me."

"What happened?" I treaded lightly.

"He kept saying over and over," Luna cringed, "Remember the mission, Luna. Remember the mission. If I never heard that mission, I'd be in a lot better shape."

"Mission?" she piqued my interest.

"It's a long story," she began, dragging her bed closer to mine, "I wasn't always hiding in the Lost Woods, you know. I grew up in the Gerudo Desert. My house was right in the heart of the valley. Shira took me in when I was just a baby."

"Who's Shira?" I covered her up a little better. Something tells me that Luna isn't exactly a pleasant creature when she gets sick.

"The Gerudo woman who raised me," Luna went on, "She'd tell me the story of how she found me whenever I couldn't sleep. I was crying behind a giant boulder out in Hyrule Field. Shira said that once she had me in her arms, I stopped crying and turned into the happiest baby she had ever seen."

"She sounds like a wonderful woman."

"She is," she smiled, but her smile was short lived, "She was anyway. I lived with the Gerudo for as long as I could remember. She made me look as Gerudo as possible, so I'd blend in with all the others and no one would pick on me for being different, calling me a fake Gerudo. That didn't stop them, though."

"Where have I heard this before?" I jabbed, trying to make light of the situation.

"Shut up," Luna gave me a little shove, "When I was little, Shira told me about our king. The great Gerudo King Ganondorf. The only male to be born in a hundred years."

"And he gave you the mission," I assumed.

"You're getting ahead of me," Luna stopped me, "Shira said I'd meet him one day. She was a seer. Before she died, Shira had a vision of me meeting Ganondorf. Despite her vision saying there was something off about him, she told me to go with him. I wasn't going to deny her dying wish. So, the next morning, I went to the castle and took his hand. Every day was rigorous training, checking under my bed at night, not for monsters, but for assassins. I grew closer and closer to him and won his favor, becoming his right-hand man. Anything he wanted done, I'd do it. Raids, siege. I became Ganon's perfect soldier."

"Hold on," I thought for a moment, "Luna, can I ask you something and you answer it honestly, no judgment?"

"Go ahead," she winced, knowing what I'd say next.

"Are you..." I braced myself a bit, "Are you the Gerudo Princess?"

"I hate that name," Luna growled, "I hate that name so much. I am not Ganon's princess. He's the one that started calling me that and every time he did, my stomach turned. When he gave me my final mission, I couldn't do it. He put a hit out on someone and it had to be by my hands. But I couldn't do it. I've done some very bad things. Things that I heavily regret, but Shira had to have seen something that would make that all worth it. She wasn't on Ganon's side."

Luna's eyes began swelling with tears. I couldn't let her go on anymore, "But because of that job, you took your moblins and left?"

"Exactly," her voice broke, "I told you. They're loyal to a fault and I'm the one that trained them. But never mind that. Go back to sleep, Link. We have to get you back to your Kokiri in the morning. I'm sorry I woke you."

"It's alright," I settled her, "Good night, Luna."

"Night."

Luna rolled over, her back toward me. I could see her still shaken and light sobs came from her pillows. There was no way she was going back to sleep so easily and I couldn't leave her like this. Saria's ocarina gave me an idea, "Hey, Luna?"

"What?" she snapped a little. Sleeplessness made her angry. Good to know.

"Are you ok? Really?"

"No, but I'll manage," Luna brushed me off, "Go back to sleep, Fake Kokiri."

"Alright," I let her go, "But before I do, could I play you a song?"

"What do you mean?" she peeked over her shoulder.

"Well," I grabbed the flute out of my bag, "I know how to play one of these."

"That's an ocarina," Luna sat up, "Isn't it?"

"A friend of mine made it," I nodded, "She's Kokiri. You say you know these woods well? No one knows them as well as she does. She used to play this all the time when we were younger, before the village burned. And she taught me. Not only that, but Princess Zelda taught me the song of the Hyrule Royal Family. Her attendant used it as her lullaby as a baby."

"You know Princess Zelda?" she gasped, "Aren't we well connected."

"She's a good friend," I smiled, "Could I play it for you?"

"Go ahead," Luna allowed, "But play softly. High pitched noises wake the moblins."

"Alright," I took in a deep breath and played the Song of the Royal Family for her. Luna's eyes grew heavier and heavier with every note. Impa wasn't joking when she said it worked as a lullaby. This ocarina wasn't even enchanted, but Luna fell back to sleep, hopefully with the bad dreams staying at bay.

The next morning, I woke up and Luna wasn't in bed. She must have gotten up already. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and left the tent. All the moblins were just finishing up breakfast, but Luna was still nowhere to be found. I went down to the river to fill up a canteen and found her sitting on the bank, staring into the water. She looked so peaceful and I didn't want to disturb her, but I was parched.

"Good morning," I stuck the bottle in the river.

"Morning," she didn't budge.

"Sleep better?" I hoped.

"Yeah," Luna ran her fingers through the water, "Thank you. And again, I'm sorry for keeping you up."

"Don't worry about it," I sat with her, "I'm sure you'd do the same for me."

"I hardly know you, Fake Kokiri." There she was. I thought Luna was getting a bit too sentimental, "So, this is it, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"Once we bring you to the refugee camp," Luna assumed, "That's when we part ways?"

"Oh," I was taken aback, "Yeah. I don't even know if they'll be happy to see me or even remember me. I lived in Kakariko when the Kokiri Village burned. I just want to know if…"

Saria. She's a very clever girl. And crafty, too. There's no way she didn't make it out. She had to. Luna put her hand to my shoulder, "That ocarina you played for me last night…You're looking for the girl that made it, aren't you?"

"I am," I nodded, "I want to give it back to her."

"Were you in love with her?"

Luna made me choke on my water, "No. It wasn't like that. We were only friends."

"Sure," she gave me a nudge, "This is a safe place, Link."

"I swear!" I squeaked, "Saria and I were just friends."

"Alright," Luna let it go, "When you get to the refugee camp, are you staying there?"

"I've left them once," I let out a heavy sigh, "I can't leave them again."

"And I can't say anything to change your mind?" she pleaded, "Nothing?"

"Doubtful," I shrugged.

"Well," Luna got up, "We should get going, shouldn't we? Wasting daylight."

I followed her lead and started heading back toward camp. On the way, I picked a few more herbs just in case we needed them or if any of the remaining Kokiri needed them. I couldn't wait to see the Kokiri again. The familiarity of home would be nice. Although, being in the Lost Woods without Saria was bittersweet. Luna rounded up all the moblins and got us on the path to the refugee camp. Please be there. As many of you as there can be, please…And please, Saria…Be ok.

As we got closer and closer to the nearest clearing, I got more and more excited. I could hardly stand it anymore. The family I hadn't seen in five years would finally be within my reach again. It'll be like nothing ever happened. Other than the ashy remains of the Kokiri Village. Maybe they came out here to rebuild. I wonder what it'll be like. Would it be an exact replica of the village or something completely different? With every step, my heart would race that much faster.

Then, the dirt path opened up and what I saw…I didn't want to believe. A black spot in the dead center surrounded by abandoned and dilapidated structures. Each one with their own fire pit left unattended. No Kokiri. Everything was gone. Everyone was gone. And this was all that remained. I think I'm going to be sick.

"Link?" Luna worried, "Are you…?"

"Did you know?" I growled, "Did you know they were gone?"

"No," she swore, "I'm sorry."

"Or did you send them to wipe it out?" I snapped, "Did you fake your nightmare to keep me distracted while they did it? And the convincing sob story. Was any of that real?"

"Hey!" Luna hushed me, "I didn't fake my nightmare. I didn't fake the story."

"I'm sure you didn't."

"You want proof?" she glared at me and pulled her hair out of her usual ponytail. She separated a layer of her hair and showed me the underside of it, "My roots are growing back. Real enough for you?"

Anger and hurt burned in her eyes. And overwhelming guilt clouded my heart, "I'm sorry…"

"I understand you just lost your home," Luna started to relax a little more and put her hair back up, "But you do not take that kind of tone with your Captain. Do we understand each other?"

"Since when are you my Captain?" I wondered, "I'm not one of your moblins, Luna."

"Captain Luna," she corrected me, "Once you entered my woods and my ranks, I became your Captain."

"I'm not in your ranks," I walked off.

"Where do you think you're going?" Luna called after me.

"Back to Kakariko Village!" I yelled, "I still have a house there. It's all the home I have left. Please let me have that much."

Luna stood there, frozen in her boots, "At least let us give you an escort. It's been a while since we've been out of these woods. I could use a trip to Kakariko."

I shouldn't be left alone right now. Skeptical, yet hopeful, I gave her a single nod, "Ok."

"Link," she hardly spoke above a whisper, "I swear I didn't have anything to do with this. None of my moblins will move unless I tell them to."

"I know," I brought myself down. It's not every day home burns down. I felt awful about pointing fingers at Luna. How was she supposed to know the Kokiri were gone? All she was trying to do was help me. The least I could do is not kick her and the moblins out. Once we got back to Kakariko Village, it dawned on me.

My living room was full of monsters. The Gerudo Princess was in my guest room. What has happened to me?