Legend of Zelda

"Whatever." Marissa groans. "I'll just call TrailBlaiser to come get us." She whips out her communicator and dials. It beeps and she realizes there's no signal. "What? This thing is a piece of crap if I can't even call home." Wesley facepalms.
"This why one doesn't go near unstable realms." he sighs. Looking u at the clouds, he sees a group of birds flying after another bird. "Look, they seem to be the dominant race here, so let's just ask them for help." Marisa shrugs and the both transform. Halfway over to them, they're spotted by the group of riders, who zoom back to the floating island. "Um, okay." They follow the birds until the island comes into focus. A huge statue of a angel-like being stands serenely on one end where many elves have gathered. The three birds land and their riders dismount. Marissa and Wesley dive at them, transforming back into humans at the last second. The elves gasp and a few of them raise swords. "We mean you no harm!" Wes reassures them. An elder steps forward.
"Who are you?" he asks. Marissa skips forward.
"We're Realm Travelers!" The elves stare blankly. Wesley glares at her.
"They don't know what we are because the realm isn't synced yet." he growls. Marissa puts her hands on her hips.
"Well how was I supposed to know that, Wessyboo?" she taunts. Wes's face burns red.
"It was in your training! And don't call me that!" Marissa flips her hair over her shoulder.
"Okay, Cuddle-bear." Wesley activates his magic and blasts her with grey light. She falls backward and lands on her rump. "If you have half an ounce of intelligence you won't do that again." she warns. Her artifact glows a soft lavender and pulses with each heartbeat.
"Fighting you would be pointless. We're both stuck here whether you like it or not. Besides, I'd beat you without even trying." he reasons. Marissa jumps to her feet angrily.
"Prove it!" she threatens. Wesley's aura glow grey again and he prepares to strike.
"Enough!" the elder commands. The magic fades. "I don't know who you two are, but what I do know is that you've disrupted the Wing Ceremony further than it already was." Wesley's brows knit in concentration.
"Wing Ceremony?" He looks around, first taking in the birds, then the statue, then his gaze finally rests on two of the elves, a blonde girl and a brown-hair boy. "I know where we are!" he announces. Marissa stares blankly. "This is Skyward Sword! The L of Z game right after Twilight Princess." Marissa's still confused. "It's a video game." he sighs.
"Geek."