Alela was standing on a grassy field, surrounded by a dense fog. She looked around, but didn't see anything, she could, however, hear something. Somewhere, hidden by the fog, someone was laughing. A deep, cruel, sadistic laughter. "Who are you?" Alela shouted out to the fog, her voice echoed as though she was standing at the entrance to a cave. The laughter continued, and she heard the sound of footsteps. Someone was running, no, sprinting towards her. She reached for her sword, but felt nothing. "Show yourself!" She called out again, but the only thing she heard was the laughter and the running footsteps, the last of which were coming ever closer. Then she saw a figure running toward her, a figure wearing green.
Link sprinted right past his daughter without giving her as much as a sideways glance. "Father?" Alela turned around and watched him slowly disappear into the fog again. "Father!" She ran after him, slowly but surely catching up. "Father! Wait!" She called out to him, but he didn't seem to hear her. As she ran, she started noticing trees barely visible in the fog. The further she followed Link, the more trees appeared. Soon, they were in a dense forest, still surrounded by a dense fog. The laughter continued, it seemed like it came from everywhere at once. "Father! Where are you going?" She called out to Link again, but he still didn't react.
After what felt like several hours, Link stopped. Alela quickly reached him. "Father, what's going on- What!" She cut herself off, right there in front of them stood a young man. He was wearing the same green tunic as her father, he had the same blue eyes, even the shield he carried looked very similar to the one Link had. The only differences there were between the two, was that the stranger's hair was darker, and he looked much younger, roughly the same age as Alela. "Who are you?" Once again, she instinctively reached for her sword, but it still wasn't there. She looked back at her father, and gasped. The spot Link had been standing on just a second ago, was now taken by a Stalfos. She stumbled backwards, her mind numbed by fear and surprise. She knew how dangerous a Stalfos was, and now that she didn't have her sword, she wouldn't stand a chance if it chose to attack. "You shouldn't be bothering yourself too much with those two, young lady." The laughter had stopped just before those words were uttered. The voice of the speaker was identical to that of the laughter, and it was right behind her. "They're a part of the future, you should worry about right now. About me!"
Alela whirled around, and looked right into a pale face. Half of the face hidden behind long bangs of hair that had been swept down, the other was in plain view. And so was the one, red, piercing eye. The laughter returned, the face of the man standing before her was stretched into a cruel smile, broken by his laughter. Everything started going black. The last thing Alela heard before blacking out, was two wolves howling behind her.
Alela woke up from her dream, and looked up into the face of her friend, Toko. She could feel his strong arms around her, and she could hear his heavy footsteps below her. The memories of what had happened slowly returned to her. She had sprinted off into the Lost Woods to search for her father, but instead of finding him, she was attacked by a Wolfos. Toko had saved her just as the beast was about to kill her. She tired moving, but every part of her body was in immense pain. She grunted and moaned slightly due to the pain, and Toko looked down at her. "You're an idiot, you know that, right?" His voice was cold. She closed her eyes in shame. This was how he spoke when he was angry. "Yes, I know." She whispered, barely able speak. "You were very lucky we found you when we did." Satu's voice sounded a little bit ahead. "There aren't many white Wolfos in the forest, but those few there are, are much bigger and tougher than a normal Wolfos." She shifted slightly, she could feel the scabbard for her sword was missing. She guessed that Toko had taken it, he wore a belt over his shoulder, with a bag hanging by his hip. He carried several bottles of just about anything in that bag, along with his favorite snack: Rocks from the Dodongo's Cavern. He could easily slip the scabbard off the belt on her shoulder and onto his own.
"Do you have any healing tonics in that miracle bag of yours?" She asked, her voice still weak from the pain. Toko shook his head. "None left, I used them all to keep you alive. Your body will have to do the rest of the work." The same, cold voice. Toko worked as an alchemist, he made healing potions and tonics and sold them in the shop his father owned. "We've got a few things that could help you heal up back in the village." Satu spoke again. Alela shook her head. "No... I need to be put in water... I'm too dehydrated." Satu nodded. "Yes of course! Zoras tend to get sick if they spend too much time out of water. And I guess getting beat up by a Wolfos in the middle of a forest, on the other side of the kingdom from where you live, would take some of your juice." Toko grunted. "You're right, but I don't think we'll be able to get her to any water in time." His voice was still cold, although Alela could hear that he was getting worried. So was she, this could very well be the end for her. "There's a well not far from here. Ironically enough, that well actually connects the Lost Woods and the entrance to the Zora's Domain." Satu's words caused a sigh of relief from both Alela and Toko. The Goron looked back down at her. "You stay out of trouble, I don't want this to happen again. Understood?" There wasn't even a hint of joking in his voice. It was completely cold, he really was angry with her. She slowly nodded. "Understood."
"Alela!" Toko and Satu had been walking for a few hours when they heard it, Alela had slipped back into unconsciousness a few minutes ago. "That voice sounds familiar." Satu turned to the direction the voice called from. Toko started running towards it as fast he could without risk of dropping the unconscious Alela. "It's Link!" He raised his voice and shouted at the top of his mighty lungs. "Link! Over here! We're here!" He ran towards Link's voice, which immediately responded. "Toko? Stay where you are! I'm coming!" Toko reluctantly stopped. He didn't like being in this forest, and he preferred to keep moving and find the well as fast as he could. Soon they could hear rustling in the bushes, followed by the sound of rattling chainmail. Shortly after, Link stepped out into their view.
Link looked at the three young people. Satu of the Know-It-All Brothers, holding a flint spear in one hand, and a Deku Shield on his back. Toko, the young Goron, the hilt of Alela's sword visible over his shoulder, was holding Alela in his arms. Alela was laying unconscious in the Goron's strong arms, her body covered in wounds from bites and scratches, her left arm was hanging limb, slightly twisted in an angle that could only mean one thing. "What in Farore's name happened?" Link took his daughter. She was shaking uncontrollably, and sweat was pouring off her. We need to get her to the well. Right now." Satu started running. "This way! I know this forest almost as well as Saria. The well's this way!" Link could barely hear the sound of Saria playing. Apparently, they were so deep into the woods, not even her song could reach them.
"Wait, what was that?" Satu stopped and looked around. Link did the same. "I heard that too..." Soon after, Toko heard it as well. Deep, rasping breathing, heavy footsteps echoing through the woods, slowly coming closer. "Who's out there?" Satu whispered. He raised his spear, and looked around, trying to find the source of the sound. However, this was difficult, as both the breathing and the footsteps seemed to echo all around them. It was impossible to tell whether there was only one, or one hundred. "I've no idea." Link was also whispering, though unlike Satu, he recognized the sound. He'd fought far too many of them to not be able to. It was a Stalfos.
Alela was once again standing in a dense fog, though this time there were no trees. As she looked around, she noticed some of the places of Hyrule she was familiar with. Death Mountain, Kokiri Forest and even Hyrule Castle. She was standing in the middle of Hyrule Field, surrounded by that dense, dream-like fog. "Your father is in danger..." A female voice spoke behind her. She whirled around, reaching for her sword which, to no surprise, wasn't there. The woman standing before Alela looked a lot like a Gerudo. Dark skin, red hair, even the bright red and purple clothing seemed very similar to that of a Gerudo. Though something told her that woman was something else. "Who are you?" She asked. The woman smiled. "My name is Din."
Alela was dumbfounded, could this woman really be one of the three Goddesses? One of the creators of the legendary Triforce? She knew that the Gerudo, just like the Gorons, tended to worship Din higher than Nayru and Farore, so it would make sense that she'd take the physical form of either of those races. "I know what you're thinking, Alela." The woman who claimed to be Din spoke, her voice was oddly soothing, as though she was talking to a sad child. "Could I possibly be the Goddess of Power? Well, it's not going to be easy to prove that what you see in a fever dream is true, but I can give you this." She reached her hand out, and Alela was blinded by a flash of light. When she regained her sight, Din was holding a bag in her hand. It looked like the one Toko had, except this one was slightly smaller. "What's in it?" Alela stepped forwards and took it, Din smiled. "You'll find out when you wake up." Alela looked into the eyes of the Goddess. "You mentioned my father before, repeat." Din nodded once. "Alright then. Your father is in danger."
"A new evil is about to rise, but the Hero of Time will not be there to fight it." Din said these serious words in the same cheerful, almost teasing tone, as though she found it amusing. "I'd say he would be gone before the end of the year." Alela clutched both hands tightly into fists, Din's tone combined with her words, was absolutely infuriating. Din continued, seemingly oblivious to the anger welling up in the young Half-Zora. "I mean, it is true that Link is still a much better warrior than most of the Hylian knights, but he is getting old. He won't be able to survive the things that will come before the real-" "SHUT UP!" Alela shouted at the top of her lungs, she could feel the weight of her sword in her hand, and swung at Din, intending to separate her head and body, shutting her up once and for all. However, the heavy Biggoron Sword didn't reach its target. It had been stopped by Din's index finger, only a few inches from her neck. Din looked at the surprised Alela, a coy smile playing on her lips.
"I wasn't aware you could summon your sword, it wasn't on your back just a second ago." Din looked at the blade in mild surprise. "My dream, my rules." Alela hissed. Din laughed, shaking her head. "Oh yeah. I completely forgot that we were in your dream. I was planning on bringing your consciousness to my own plane to have a quick chat with you, but then I saw that you were having a little fever dream, after that Wolfos nearly killed you, so I just decided to talk to you there, much easier." Din grabbed the blade of Alela's sword. "Though I must say I'm impressed, you drew your weapon, and attempted to strike a Goddess, even in a dream, that's a very stupid thing to do, after all, it would take me less effort erasing you from existence, than it does breathing." Din took a deep breath, as if to prove her point, and blew at the sword in her hand. Shortly after, it vanished without a trace.
Alela stepped backwards in horror, and Din smiled. "Now, if you would kindly shut up for a few seconds so I can say what I came here to say."