Disclaimer: I do not own any Legend of Zelda characters. This is a story I have created and not a part in anyway making me money... I am poor... and possibly more so now having written this

Anyway, please enjoy, and if you find that I have any problems, misspellings, or even if I am terrible at this, tell me... but be respectful. Hope you like it!

Din: With my power, I give her the strength to carry him.

Nayru: With my wisdom, I give her the knowledge of knowing where to go and what to do.

Farore: And with my courage, I give her the will to persevere through the pain and tears.

Din: Loretta is a strong woman, and even as the blood soaks through her tunic, she keeps running, not running away from the war and bloodshed, nor running away from the terror that is her home. No, not running away, but walking tall towards the unknown, all for the life of her son.

Nayru: She was afraid of the unknown when she began this journey, not knowing when it would end. This game of cat and mouse became all too real when the cat found the mouse and swiped with its powerful claw. The wisdom she had could not compare to any mortal being my sisters and I have ever encountered.

Farore: She thought about giving up and giving in, but when she saw the forest so close and heard mine and my sisters' voices calling out to her, she knew her journey was nearly over.

Loyal, independent, noble, and keen, this is what it takes to be a hero. This is what the young boy she holds in her arms will be. A hero, Link, loyal and independent, noble and keen, a gentleman at best and a hero to the foreseen.

Loretta makes a swift turn as she hears the zip of an arrow pass her head. The bouncing from her run makes her infant son cry and scream. Since being in the temple and watching Ganondorf dissipate, she has been running. She sees the tunnel to Kokiri Forest and enters, knowing no man may enter carrying weapons of war. She races across the bridge and stumbles into the small village.

Loretta feels the eyes of the children of the forest on her. She straightens her back and holds her child close. She travels to the south, hoping the Great Deku Tree could possibly help her, if not—then her child. She makes her way to the entrance of the grove, but is stopped.

"You cannot enter," a young boy says.

Loretta furrows her eyebrows and lowers herself to the level of the boy, "Why not?"

The boy grips the belt of his pants and shifts his footing with discomfort. Even to a Kokiri, Loretta's beauty is haunting. "You have to be a Kokiri," the boy pushes back his golden hair.

"I have visited your guardian before, child," she nearly whispers. The young woman clutches her chest as the wound the soldiers gave her radiates pain. "Please, I must see him."

"What do you have there?" the boy asks, curiously pulling at the blanket the baby is covered by.

Loretta pushes the hand away gently, "My son. Now, please, move and allow me to enter the grove."

"What's His name?"

"He doesn't have one yet." Loretta stands impatiently waiting for the boy to move from his spot. "May I enter now?" The boy makes a face and slowly but surely moves aside and allows Loretta to enter the grove.

Loretta takes a deep breath as the pain threatens to overcome her. She takes calm, dignified steps out to the large guardian tree. "Great Deku Tree," Loretta breaths as she stumbles slightly.

"What dost thou intend to do? Thou can barely walk—,"

"Please," Loretta begs, "Great Deku Tree, take my son; take him in as your own. I fear I will not be in this world for much longer." She clutches her chest as blood still seeps from her wound.

The Deku Tree takes a moment for thought. He seems to be at a crossroads. "I protect the children of the forest, not the children of Hyrule—,"

"Please, Great Deku Tree!" she holds the baby out to him as if for him to get a better look. "Find it in yourself to accept him! He deserves a peaceful life, not one that is circled around death and hostility—,"

"Hylians are the ones who cause such things!" the tree booms down at her. Loretta curls inward with fear and shame. "What name dost thou giveth thee?"

Loretta shrugs, "I haven't yet chosen one—the goddesses have not yet told me—,"

"Ye sit on the fence of life and death and yet still chooses not to give thou son a name?" The Deku Tree's leaves blow in the wind.

L for loyal, I for independent, N for noble, and K for keen. "Link," Loretta looks down at her son. "Link is his name," she whispers in a voice softer than a rose petal.

"Very well," the Deku Tree breaths, "give him to Sariah, she will care for him until he is capable of looking after himself." A young girl with green hair approaches Loretta with a smile. She takes the baby and leaves the grove.

"Th-thank you," Loretta murmurs, and then suddenly, she falls to the grass. Everything is black, painless and free.

"With my power, I give you wings to help you travel at his side."

"With my wisdom, I give you a voice to advise the chosen one."

"With my courage, I give you a light to guide the young hero to his destiny."

"And with our breath, we give you life."

Loretta opens her eyes and sees her body below her. "Rise Navi, and wait for Link to be ready. When the time comes, you shall be reunited as his guardian."