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The Kingdom of Hyrule was enjoying it's lasting peace with it's annual Goddess Festival. Every year, the people dressed in the colors Red, Green and Blue depending on who felt were most blessed by the goddesses Din, Nayru and Farore. Not far away, three people were running towards the mighty city. The male with fair brown hair garbed in green was straggling behind, yelling, “Hey! Wait up!!! It's not my fault we're late!!!” The green haired female replied, “This coming from the guy who we had to pelt with a slingshot until he woke up!”

The brown haired male laughed and said, “More fun than some stupid festival. Seriously, Saria. What's so great about a festival in the city?” The female giggled and replied, “Fireworks, Sheik. The Fireworks!!!” The two males came to a dead stop and turned to each other. “What's a firework?” asked Sheik. The blond male shrugged. “Got me. I just came for the Hero Trials.” The two of them got pelted with Deku seeds from Saria's trusted slingshot as she yelled, “Will you two hurry up?” Both males muttered, “She seriously brought that thing?”

When the trio got to the city, Saria looked around with a massive smile. “Oh, WOW! The city! I've been wanting to come back here since forever.” One of the Hylian Soldiers walked up to them and said, “Sir, You're not allowed to carry blades within the city walls. We'll need you to turn that over to us.” The male waved his hands, saying, “No, no, no. You got it wrong. This is a training sword. By the way, where is the Hero Trials going to be held?”

The soldier nodded with a smile. “I'll have one of the watch escort you. The festival tends to bring out the worst in the city. We in trouble before you get there.” The male sputtered, “Trou... I'm not going to...” Saria cut him off and said, “Not you, silly. The thieves in the city. The festival draws them out like bees to honey. Say, where are Navi, Sprit and Dilt?” Sheik held up three bottles with fairies in them, saying, “They wouldn't shut up.”

Aiming her slingshot, she launched three seeds, destroying the bottles Sheik could react. The fairies floated around for a moment before the red one said in a male voice, “Geez, dude. That was not cool!” The other two, both female uttered their agreement. Saria said, “Navi, catch up to No Name. Dilt, I know your mad at him, but you have to stay with Sheik.” The red fairy cursed under it's breath and the blue fairy went after the male, yelling, “Hey!!! Wait up!!!”

Saria turned to the Green fairy and said, “Sprit, are you okay?” The fairy yawned and replied, “I was until you woke me up with that slingshot. Say, did you ever find a name for that guy?” Saria shook her head. “No. He keeps refusing to let us give him a name. It's almost like he's afraid of the idea.” Dilt muttered, “Afraid of no name? I'm more frightened by Sheik. Seriously, he didn't even put air holes in the tops.”  The male sighed and walked off, muttering, “I'm going to look around. Don't try to follow me.”

As the male walked off, he thought, 'It's not that he doesn't want a name, but afraid that if he gets one, he'll lose who he is because of it.' As he wandered the streets, he came across the trial grounds. Looking at the formidable warriors, he saw the least likely one to win, the male with no name. The announcer said, “For the first challenge, We call forth Randt and the odd man out, Link!” The name of the second competitor caught his attention. He saw a burly man stand there, with his friend facing him.

“Wow, he's really going through with the challenge. I think I can spare a minute to watch No name get his butt whooped. And seriously, Randt? Why the Hell did he chose that name? The big guy's name sounds much cooler.” The Burly man lunged at the gangly elf and slashed at him. The male rolled completely around him and jumped, arching the blade up the man's back and sending him crashing to the ground. The man smiled. “This seems to be fun.” He went to look for the trial coordinator saying, “Maybe I'll fight nobody and show him a couple of tricks.”

As he registered, the crowd cheered as the young elf knocked opponent to the ground again. The announcer yelled, “The score is two nothing. Now the third bout!” Sheik walked over to the other competitors and watched as the male knocked the man to the ground again. The announcer yelled, “The match is finished! The winner is Link!” The elf smirked and said, “Oh. Link was HIM. Well, it's a cool name, that's for sure.”

The warrior beside him laughed and said, “Yeah. Name caught me off guard too. Well, he ain't the weakest one, that's for sure.” Sheik smiled and said, “I know. This will make things interesting.” Laughing, the warrior beamed, “You're a Kokiri like him, right? After seeing the squirt fight, I'll be looking forward to seeing what you can do.” The elf smiled and said, “Don't worry. You'll see soon enough.” The announcer yelled, Next contestants will be Valdor versus Sheik!”

Sheik walked to the competition floor and stood there. A man that was beyond muscular stepped forward and laughed. “Hey, Fairy boy. Throw in the fight and I promise I'll go easy on you!” The elf let out a confident smirk. “Funny,” he said, taking a fighting stance. “I was about to say the same thing.” The man's expression filled with contempt. The announcer said, “Match two, Begin!” Sheik smiled and raised hand, fingers outstretched above his head.

His opponent glared at him furiously. “You really think you can beat me in five hits, you little puke?” The elf smiled and started hopping in place, unarmed. Valdor charged at him and began slashing wildly to silence his overconfident foe. However, despite his attempts, the elf danced effortlessly around the attacks. The man snapped his arms to the side and roared. Sheik took the opportunity that was now open.

He ran at the warrior and delivered four powerful kicks to the man, sending him off his feet, then landed a final kick sending him crashing to the ground. The ref looked at the man and waved his arms to show the match was over. As he walked back to the contestant lineup, Link looked at him and said, “Showoff.” Sheik laughed. “This coming from the guy who calls himself Link. What's that all about?” With a smile, the elf replied, “Well, I don't remember my name, so it's like a missing link of who I am. I kind of took it as a name for the sake of irony.”

Sheik laughed. “Doesn't make it sound less stupid. Well, let's hope our next match is soon. I'm getting hyped just thinking about it.” Link looked to the east at the encroaching darkness and thought, 'There's something... Familiar about those clouds. Something... dark... evil... Something I want to remember, but am too scared to. Let's just hope it's my imagination... However...'