The Faded Triforce Prologue Part 4

The great fairy lay hovering above Mishcana her entranced eyes fixed up the young girl's chest. Worry crested across her normally serene face. "Link should have been back by now. What could have happened to him?" Outside echoing footsteps entered the cavern. Weariness covered the young warriors face as he entered. The sun had reddened his complexion slightly and he was exhausted. Wordlessly he sat on the alter beside Mishcana. The Great Fairy stared down at him, not laughing like she usually would. Silently she cast out her hands. The great healing wind whooshed up around him and surrounded him completely. He sighed with relief as its soft warmth washed over him. Exhaustion melted away with the sweet touch of that wind. Smiling as the wind died away he stood up and laid his hand on Mishcana's forehead. "Forgive me." He whispered softly in her ear. Gently and carefully he pulled the neck of her tunic, exposing the parts of her chest touched by the mark. Over her shoulder the Great Fairy floated, watching. "I gather you found the flower then?"

Link nodded happily and showed her the flower still tight in his delicate grasp, "It should only take a minute, now." He lifted the flower upward the tilted it over. The gooey liquid nectar dripped softly onto Mishcana's chest. On impact it began to glow with pale white light. The remaining nectar was quickly squeezed out. He leaned close to her, from above, and laid his left hand upon her forehead again. "Mishcana." He called softly, "Mishcana, Wake up!" The young girl moaned and the white light shone fiercely driving out the pale, sickly green light. The remains of the light of both sides faded slowly. "Mishcana?" he asked expectantly but anxiously.

Mishcana's head hurt. Everything was black. A voice called to her through the darkness, the voice of a young boy. A white light drove out the darkness. In the distance she could hear the voice of the boy become frantic. "Mishcana? Mishcana! Wake up! Please, wake up!" The boy was weeping, she could hear the wet drops splatter on the ground. "I'm going back." He said, "I must've had the wrong name, or said it wrong, I have to get another." The warm hand on her forehead drifted away from her. It was getting black and dark around her again. Who was he?

Link watched with mounting anxiety. The mark was gone, but the girl still would not wake up. He had pulled away from the girl. He had to get going. "Link!" the Great fairy beckoned him back, pulling him with a strong magical force, "Wait. She will be all right. I sense nothing wrong with her. Take her back to the castle, she is fine now." Link continued to cry, but complied with the Fairy. It was no use arguing, at any rate. He gently scooped up the girl his Goron's bracelet, a lender of strength, shimmering as he did.

Yes, she could still remember that voice calling to her in the darkness. The wind had picked up in speed outside her window. Link had brought her back to this room, and it had been here that she had awakened.

Link laid Mishcana on the bed with the greatest care. Tears had ceased their falling from his eyes but around them a red puffiness remained. He knelt beside the bed, leaning on it examining her apprehensively. Her features were clear now as the wounds that had been on the previous night were no longer there. She seemed so familiar to him and yet he could not place her face. The door behind him opened silently, a small figure slipping in through the cracks. "Link." She called softly. He turned around and looked up at the figure standing behind him. Zelda spoke again, "I've been worried about you. Where have you been?" He turned back to Mishcana and brushed hair out of her face with his forefinger. "With Impa, with this girl, and, in the Gerudo desert searching for a cure." He replied simply, "It worked, but she still won't wake up."

Zelda looked at him regretfully and asked her eyes looking up while her head angled down guiltily, "It was really serious, wasn't it? All this trouble because of me?"

Link stood up and cam over to her and put his arms around her shoulders. The fine silken weave she wore always felt soft under his bare arm. "Zelda, this wasn't your fault. Not really, any way. She's fine now, anyway. I just. . ." he sighed, looking up towards the open shutters blowing in the wind, "I just can't get her to wake up."

Noiselessly gliding across the floor Zelda came to Mishcana. "Maybe I can help with that." Zelda investigated the back of Mishcana's head. "She took a pretty hard blow their. Even with the wound being healed it could still be causing problems." Zelda lifted and held her hands together and began chanting in a language Link barely knew. The triforce glowed on her hand held it above Mishcana's head. Link blinked. "What the?" The identical but faded triforce began shining on Mishcana's hand as Zelda enacted her spell. Sinking to the ground, her magic power spent, she looked Mishcana over. "She should wake up now, Link. Try calling to her."

One last try, he thought with a sinking feeling to himself. One last try. He brought his left hand upon her head again, and concentrated. The green light of courage shone faintly as he thought within his head. Mishcana, he called out his head, Mishcana please wake up.

Zelda and Link observed the girl nervously. Slowly heavy eyelids lifted to see two shadows looming over her. The figures slowly came to light. Vainly she tried to sit up but it was no use. She was tucked tight under the covers. Sighing, she looked up around and saw the male figure in the room. His head was turned away from hers but she could clearly see his Kokiri green hat. He turned and looked at her with those bright crystal blue eyes and beamed at her. "You're awake!" Mishcana stared at him in puzzlement, those eyes, that blonde hair. That voice. . .

Mishcana gasped, "You! I know you, your voice. . ." she said drowsily.

Link grinned broadly with excitement, "Link, hero of time, at your service. I've been looking after you ever since we brought you in. That fight nearly did you in." He kneeled beside her bed and bowed his head, "I am in your debt. You saved the Princess's life. I thank you."

Mishcana stared at him in disbelief. She didn't understand. This was all so confusing. Fortunately, the Princess seemed to pick up on her delusion. "Link, the worse is past, how about we let Mishcana get some rest? You need some too."

Link looked stricken, "But, but. . . I need to ask her some things Zelda."

Zelda placed her hands on her hips and began tapping her foot, "It can wait, Link. Mishcana, that was you name, right?" she waited for the girl's nod, "You just get some sleep, alright? I'm taking this one to his room, but if you need anything, just shout. He'll be right next door." Link protested loudly only to be shooshed by Zelda. Already the girl had slipped into the depth of sleep. Wincing as he was dragged out by the ear he grabbed the door and shut it quietly behind him.

The scent of roses brought Mishcana back to the present again. She had become Link's apprentice in a fashion since then. Though he could teach her nothing of the bow for she was his equal if not superior, she still had much to learn about the art of swordsmanship. Together with Impa and Zelda he had begun her instruction in the simple magical arts though they would not let her try Great Fairy Magic just yet. The faded glowing mark of the sacred triangle was still a great mystery to all of them. Courage and power laid empty while the mark of wisdom glowed palely whenever Zelda used her triforce or when Mishcana was in danger. She was really tired, she realized as she looked down at the moat. She turned towards her bed again. Perhaps she could sleep now.

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