Marinette walked along the streets of Ordon with her horse Epona. She waved to Alya, the mayor's daughter and her closest friend, as she headed to the ranch for work.
"Girl, what's that thing in your sash?" Alya asked, heading over to Mari. "It's glowing kinda bright."
Marinette looked at her, confused. "What..?" she asked, looking down at her sash, shocked to see a small, bright light being emitted from the folds. She pulled out whatever was buried in the cloth and froze; "A-A piece of the triforce?!" She squeaked. "Tikki, why is this here?! And why do I have it?!" The young ranch hand was starting to panic now.
Her fairy companion flew to her shoulder, inspecting the magical triangle. "The triforce of courage..." she mumbled, "Something must have happened at the castle, and Queen Angela had to separate the Triforce; And it chose you, Marinette! You must be the hero of legend!"
"Wait, hold on." Mari said, "Me? A hero? You must be crazy; I'm totally terrified of everything! Alya would be a much better hero than me!"
Alya tried to deny it, as excited as she was for her bestie, but got cut off by Chloe shoving her out of the way. "More like I'd be a better hero, better than any of you lame-os. Besides, the Prince would /much/ rather see me, I'm sure of it!" she snatched the piece of the triforce out of Mari's hand, only to see it stop glowing. "Hey, Marinette, you broke it!" she huffed, tossing it to Alya. "I'm out of here!" she flipped her hair and walked away from the two of them.
She caught it, but still it remained dim. "I think she was right, hun... this thing isn't glowing anymore." she handed it back to Marinette, and the light finally returned to it.
Tikki grinned at their stunned faces. "I told you, Marinette, Farore chose you! You really are the hero!" She spun with joy, though Mari looked significantly more worried.
"But..." the girl started, "But what if the Goddess made a mistake? What if I'm the wrong choice, Tikki?"
"Oh Marinette, the Goddesses don't make mistakes! you just have to believe yourself! You should go to Madame Bustier for sword training!"
"I... I-I... Are you really sure, Tikki? I'm scared..." Marinette looked down, Nervous. 'I could totally mess up and make everything worse...' she looked at the triforce and watched the glow, slowly feeling her confidence grow. "Alright... alright. Let's go, Tikki; if I have to be a hero, I want to get as much training as I can." The small fairy smiled as Marinette mounted Epona and let Tikki sit in her sash, riding off towards Madam Bustier.
Alya watched them leave with a small smile, her hand on her hip. "That girl is destined for great things, I just know it."