Fan Fiction Friday: Revali’s Song – Chapter 3

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Chapter Three

It didn’t take me long to learn the ropes of the Divine Beast that I had been put in charge of. Medoh and I had taken to the skies quite frequently and I had to say, the power of the Divine Beast was intoxicating. Calamity Ganon wouldn’t stand a chance; Medoh and I would take the beast out long before that knight would have a chance. Speaking of the knight and his greatness, I had been invited to Hyrule Castle for a ceremony for myself and my fellow Champions. I had to be in the presence of so many others, but being around that knight ruffled my feathers.

The ceremony was full of pomp and circumstance, but by the end, I officially bore the title of “Champion”. Princess Zelda created beautiful blue garments for all of us. I was quite fond of the scarf that she had created for me. It bore the symbol for Vah Medoh and I would wear it full of Rito pride. Though if true strength relied only on a title and a fancy uniform, then everyone would wear the title of Champion. At least I knew my strength was real. 

Throughout the ceremony the knight, Link, was silent and emotionless. I couldn’t tell if he was thinking about anything — he probably wasn’t. I had heard the stories though… I couldn’t help but believe them. It was said that as a child he defeated adult knights in sword play. Though grown, I don’t think he could stand up against my skills in aerial combat. He may wave around a silly sword, but he could never compete with me among the clouds. No being alive could compete with my prowess! My masterpiece was Revali’s Gale. It was mine, and mine alone. There was no competition — I was the best Champion. 

Something about Link ruffled my feathers the wrong way. Upon returning to Rito Village after a multitude of ceremonies I’d had it. He was too quiet. Was he judging my skill against his own? I already knew that I was better than him but still, he was silent. The other Champions were far more chatty. Daruk the Goron was very happy-go-lucky when it came to matters about the Calamity. I often questioned his ability to focus and if he was worthy to be counted among us. Urbosa, Chief and Champion of the Gerudo, was cool and collected. She was definitely worthy to be on a team with myself. I had heard great tales of her power.  She acted very motherly towards the princess and hardly left her side while we discussed tactics and preparing for Ganon’s return. Mipha, Princess of the Zora and their Champion, was rather timid. She spoke softly, but I found her kind. She almost seemed too docile for the task. I caught her gazing at Link quite often. The two of them seemed to have been friends from long ago. I detected that she had feelings for the knight, but I couldn’t understand what she saw in him. I couldn’t understand what anyone saw in him. Especially Zelda, though there were times she seemed as fed up with him as I was. 

I had never had a true rival before, but I could see Link as one. Even though I knew that he would never be able to match me in ten thousand years. The Rito had evolved to become better. Hylians were just Hylians; they were weak, bound to the ground, but I could not deny that fact that they are a resilient people. Still, I was fed up with Link. I wondered if he thought he was better than everyone just because he didn’t speak? Did he take some kind of solemn vow to never say anything? He would speak to Zelda, and I did catch him exchanging a few words with Mipha, but when I tried to talk to him he came across as if he were not listening to a thing I had to say. All I was telling him was about the Flight Range that was built in my honor and of my aerial prowess. Regardless, he annoyed me. 

I did wonder why the princess was so annoyed by him too. I could never figure it out, but during the knighting ceremony for Link she seemed flustered and ready to get it over it. I would have been ready for such a silly ceremony to end too, but something was off about her. I had heard talk at the castle that Zelda had still not unlocked her latent power, but I didn’t know of the princess having any kind of power. When we spoke of plans and tactics it all involved the Divine Beasts and Link — nothing about Zelda. I knew that the princess was due to visit the village again in the near future; maybe I would ask about it then. 

I was glad to be home though. I enjoyed the cooler air of the village and being among my people. I gazed upwards at Vah Medoh who flew the skies around the village as an extra form of protection. It called loudly and it’s calls echoed throughout the mountain range. I grinned, I finally had someone to share the skies with. Being the best could get lonely sometimes, but at least I had Medoh. In the time that I had become a Champion and had become Medoh’s pilot, we had formed a strange bond. It almost seemed other-worldly. I could communicate with Medoh with my mind, and piloting the beast felt natural, as if I had been destined for this task my entire life. I would never tell the princess how grateful I felt to form such a connection, but I was glad, I truly was. 

I took to the skies using my masterpiece move and flew to the outer decks of Medoh. The air was freezing, but it did not bother me. The sky seemed so much more vivid up here, and there was such a sense of freedom from being up this high. I piloted Medoh over the tallest mountains in Hyrule and surveyed the land that I called home. There were days that I spent hours inside the beast, and sometimes I lost track of time. I knew deep down that Vah Medoh and I were battle ready. I anxiously awaited the day that the Calamity would return so I could strike Ganon down myself. I relished the thought of the entire kingdom of Hyrule calling me their hero. 

The sun had begun to set and I began to pilot my beast back towards the skies around Rito Village. It had been a nice day to myself and my thoughts of the future. As Medoh and I cruised home, I wondered how the ancient Sheikah constructed such an amazing creature. I wished I could ask them how they were to able to make something so large and bulky take to the skies without a single flap of its wings? I knew of Medoh’s heart and wondered if that was what held the power to make the beast attain flight. It must be, but still, it was all so foreign to me. I had so many questions, but for once in my life I would have to accept the unknown as an answer. 

Vah Medoh called as we entered the area of the village. I gazed down at the lights slowly turning on inside the homes and the inn. A few of the Rito waved as we passed by. 

“We have become quite popular, you know?” I vocalized to Medoh as I walked towards the heart of the beast. “You and I will be unstoppable. Until tomorrow, my friend.” I placed my feathers on the control panel and it felt warm to the touch. I knew the beast had heard me. I wondered if it had as much pride of itself as I did?

I flew down into the village and landed on one of the many decks that dotted the landscape. Rito families were gathering in their homes for nightly meals and nesting in with their children. I couldn’t help but smile at these families. I saw myself as their protector. They could not sleep in peace if it were not for me.

“Master Revali, you’re back!” a low voice called as I passed by.

“Yes Elder, I am. I hope my absence did not cause any trouble today?” I said, entering into the village Elder’s hut.

“No boy. The people enjoy seeing you and Medoh in the skies. It gives them hope.” the old owl said with a smile.

“Hope? I didn’t know that the village was in need of any hope,” I replied, straightening my bow on my back.

“Everyone needs hope Revali, and they see hope in you. I know you are aware of the threat, but nothing seems to scare you. You hold your head high like any proud Rito, but don’t like your pride cloud that you need hope too.”

I was prideful, and that had never been an issue to anyone. But hope? It seemed silly for myself to be in need of any hope. “Of course, Elder.”

“Have a good evening, Master Revali. And thank you for watching over our village and providing our people with hope for a bright future,” the Elder said as he settled into his seat.

I bowed and exited his hut and continued on to my home. Hope. If I gave the people of Rito Village hope, then what gave me hope? I had never really thought about it before. I kept thinking about hope as I walked into my home and settled in. The word hope dug into my brain and I still could not put my feathers on what gave me hope. Maybe I would sleep on it. I had a long day of training at the Flight Range planned for tomorrow and I would need my rest. If the Rito’s hope rested on my shoulders then I had need to be my best, and become even better.

 

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Heather Beard is a writer for Zelda Dungeon. She’s a (crazy) cat lady with a passion for Zelda lore, and really cheesy pizza. You can follow her adventures on Instagram and Twitter!

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