A/N-First of all just so you know the Bombchu in this chapter are not the inanimate kind that you carry around and run up walls, instead these Bombchu are the type you find outside the gates of Ikana Canyon in Termina Field. And the dragonflies are not the kind of regular insects that they are in real life but are the kind that you find in the Southern Swamp. So that said enjoy!


When Link donned the Fierce Deity Mask he gained power he could only dream of. After landing the final blow on Majora and watched the monster fall he realized what a dangerous and evil mask he was wearing. The power of the Fierce Deity was too dangerous and too dark for the mask to exist freely in the world. Unable to destroy the mask Link did the one thing he could, he sealed the mask away in the moon, hoping that once the moon was back in its proper place the mask would be unreachable and its power would never be able to be used again. So the moon was pushed back into its normal place by the Four Giants and the mask was placed out of reach to all. But the mask had other plans….


The moon was bright as a young Bombchu gazed up at the starry sky doing its favorite pastime; stargazing. It had a pale brown coat of fur shot through with streaks of black with darker coloring in its feet along with a blue bomb perched at the end of its black zig-zag tail that was spider-webbed with veins of red. Sitting outside of the gates to Ikana Canyon the Bombchu knew that it should be asleep right now, burrowed underground like all the other Bombchu. But the night sky was just too tempting that night, no clouds to be seen and with a calm atmosphere permeating the night.

"Hey Mongue you up again?" asked a voice from the shadows near the Bombchu. Startled, the Bombchu jumped before realizing who it was.

"Oh, it's just you," said Mongue the Bombchu. There was the sound of buzzing wings and the source of the voice flew into view, a blue dragonfly of the swamp with a indigo and barbed stinger and Mongue's best and only friend.

"Why are you always out this late?" asked the dragonfly as it settled on the ground near Mongue. "You know it's because of stuff like this that the other Bombchu don't like you."

"I know Twilt," replied Mongue to the dragonfly named Twilt. And Mongue knew Twilt was right, none of the other Bombchu would have anything to do with Mongue because of Mongue's strange habits. None of the other Bombchu understood why Mongue would want to be out late at night watching the night sky and because of it Mongue was regarded as a freak. Not even the other loner Bombchu would want to have anything to do with Mongue, he was in truth an outcast among outcasts.

Behind Mongue there was the sound of approaching footsteps. "Uh-oh here comes Arken," muttered Twilt to Mongue as the footsteps got louder. "What does he want?" hissed Twilt under her breath. Arken was one of the only Bombchu who even spoke to Mongue but it would be better if he didn't. Holding some deep hatred for Mongue that Mongue never really understood Arken was Mongue's equivalent of a sworn enemy. Always trying to make Mongue's life more miserable Arken would do his best to wreck anything that was going good for Mongue and tonight that was stargazing.

"So how's it going Mongue?" asked Arken mockingly as he strode into view. His sleek, combed and rich dark brown coat stood out as he walked into a patch of moonlight as did his black tail and the navy blue bomb on the end of it. He had an arrogant swagger to his walk that would make him stand out in a crowd and his paws were a deep black that transitioned smoothly from the brown of his main coat. On his back was a small package made of tree bark.

"What do you want Arken?" asked Mongue harshly, his tail straightening more as it tensed. "Why are you here?"

"Why so harsh Mongue I just came to give you a present," said Arken innocently. Uh-oh, thought Mongue. Arken's previous "presents" to Mongue were never good and generally involved venomous spiders, toxic fumes, and explosions as soon as Mongue opened the box. Arken thrust the box towards Mongue. "Go on, open it."

Shoving the package back to Arken, Mongue replied "Why don't you open it?"

Arken let out a fake and clearly exaggerated sigh then said "As you wish." He took the box, opened it and out came his "gift." Three small rockets shot up into the night sky, letting off a large amount of smoke in their wake. When they reached full high the rockets exploded letting off even more smoke along with a loud bang. When it was over the once perfect night sky was clouded by black smoke.

"Oops I didn't mean to ruin such a beautiful night," said Arken in mock shame. "I hope you'll forgive me Mongue." Something inside Mongue snapped. He put up with Arken before but now he had gone too far. Ruining a perfect night sky was something Mongue would not forgive. Completely straightening his tail the bomb on the end ignited and the fuse began to shorten.

"Oh come on don't be stupid," said Arken. "That bomb will hurt you as much as it will hurt me."

"I tired of putting up with you!" yelled Mongue. "Let's fight!"

"Have it your way," replied Arken and his bomb ignited too.

"Uh Mongue," said Twilt as she looked up at the sky. "What's that thing that's falling?"

Mongue was not paying attention to Twilt though and lashed with his tail at Arken. Trying to dodge Arken leaped out of the way but was too late. Mongue's bomb grazed his side and the explosive detonated.

"Ahhh!" yelled Arken as he was thrown to the side by the force of the blast. Mongue was knocked backwards as well but gritting his teeth he withstood the blast without a cry. On his tail the bomb instantly started reforming but would take some time to regenerate.

Thirty seconds, thought Mongue as he watched the bomb reform. It would take thirty seconds for the bomb to grow back and until then Mongue was defenseless. Across from him Arken got up, the fuse on his bomb burning shorter.

"You'll pay for that!" snarled Arken and he charged Mongue as he straightened out his tail.

"Mongue what is that!" yelled Twilt but still not catching his attention. Arken continued to close in the distance to Mongue and Mongue was completely focused on his rival and not to Twilt's words.

"Incoming!" yelled Twilt and she flew to the side and out of harm's way. The blue object from the sky crashed into the ground between Mongue and Arken, the force of the impact sending them both careening in different directions. When the debris from the crash cleared the fuse on Arken's tail was out, Mongue and Arken were separated again and a blue stone sat in a crater in between the two.

"I tried to warn you idiots!" yelled Twilt angrily. "Next time try listening to me!" Still neither Bombchu were paying attention to the angry dragonfly, all eyes were on the stone in between them. A Moon's Tear, thought Mongue.

Arken made the first move. Making a dash for the Moon's Tear he got an early head start to the prize. It's mine, thought Arken as he neared the object. No, thought Mongue and he tore off to the Moon's Tear. Arken made it first though and he pulled the stone out of the crater.

"Ha!" exclaimed Arken as he held the Tear above himself in triumph. Mongue came to a halt and stared in dismay at the stone now in Arken's hands.

"Give it to me Arken," said Mongue in a low tone. "You don't know anything about Moon Tears."

"I know that you want it and that I have it and that's all the reason I need to keep it," countered Arken. Then Twilt made her move. With an electric-charged stinger Twilt stung Arken from behind and sent electricity coursing through his body.

"Arrgh!" cried Arken as he hit the dirt from the pain of the shock. The Tear fell out of his hands and crashed into the ground, shattering the stone into four jagged shards. "No!" yelled Arken as he watched his prize shatter into fragments.

What, exclaimed Mongue silently. Moon Tears are incredibly hard and are nearly indestructible. How could it withstand a fall from the sky and yet break when it's dropped? Something's not right here.

Arken on the ground saw something Mongue couldn't see in the dark. A strange object resting in the middle of the shards that was apparently carried down from the moon in the Moon Tear. Reaching forward Arken grabbed hold of the object and pulled it in close. It was a mask that seemed to be modeled after human at first but with major differences such as red slashes of color around the eyes and green stripes on its forehead.

Mongue came out of thought and looked back at Arken, who was now getting up. As he stood a shaft of moonlight struck the mask in Arken's hand which, while it was only for a second, was enough for Mongue to identify it. Oh no, thought Mongue.

"Uh Arken," started Mongue but he was cut off.

"Don't try to trick me I know as well as you do what this is," snarled Arken. "The Fierce Deity's Mask that was locked away in the moon by the one who stopped Majora is what's in my hand."

"It was sealed away for a reason Arken!" exclaimed Mongue with fear of the dark object that had fallen from the sky. "That mask's dark power was almost too much for the hero to handle. Don't make the same mistake that the Skull Kid made back then. Its power is just too much!"

"Too much for you to handle!" countered Arken. "This mask came to me. I won't give up this kind of power!" Arken started the mask towards his face.

"No!" exclaimed both Twilt and Mongue and they both rushed to stop Arken. But they were too late. Arken put on the mask… and transformed into a beast. The mask melted into his face and he grew into the size of a bear. His fur turned snow white and green and red stripes slashed across his now angular face and muscles rippled across his powerful body. The zig-zag tail of a Bombchu remained, but in the place of a bomb the tail grew into a double-helix sword. The sword of the Fierce Deity.

"Arken," said Mongue breathlessly. He took a step backwards and Draza flew in close. "Do you realize what you've done?"

"I've gained all the power I'll ever need, that's what I've done!" boomed Arken. With a flick of his double-helix tail Arken sent a surge of energy towards Mongue at lightning speed. Mongue didn't stand a chance against the speed of the blast. It hit him straight on and electricity flowed through his body.

"Ack!" chocked out Mongue as soon as the lightning charged attack was over. He collapsed to the ground unable to move. How could a mask make someone this powerful, thought Mongue as he hit the dirt.

"Mongue!" cried Twilt as she flew in close to her fallen comrade.

"Ah yes the dragonfly," said Arken. "I should repay you too for the shock you sent through my body." His tail moved again and there was a flash of light and the air crackled with electricity. When the flash cleared Twilt was on the ground next to Mongue, motionless.

Arken laughed at the power he had obtained. "With this kind of power I can do anything! I'm limitless! No one can stop me especially not you two! I'm going to go make my dreams come true so you two just stay there!" Arken started off for the gates of Ikana Canyon. "I'll be at Stone Tower working to establish my dreams. If you two want to stop me then go ahead and try. I could use the laugh!"

From the ground Mongue saw as Arken raced off to the tower at impossible speeds. Is that really the power of the Fierce Deity Mask, Mongue silently wondered. He looked over at his unconscious partner. We can't let someone as unstable as Arken have that much power. Then Mongue blacked out and little did they know it but from the time Arken donned the mask there was a timer that started. A timer that when it ran out would signal the beginning of the end for Termina.


A/N-Sorry if the first chapter seemed a bit rushed, I just wanted to get some of the main characters introduced and get the plot going. And please submit reviews if you can, I want to know what parts of the chapter you liked and what parts you didn't. This applies for all of the story, I want to know how I'm doing!