Day One - Noon

Zelda's POV

I wandered aimlessly for a couple hours, looking around for any signs of large reptilian life. Most of the animals in the forest I happened to walk into were tiny, too small to feed any large animal. So I figured I should move on to a different place.

As I headed out of the woods, a large puff of smoke appeared in front of me. It slowly disappeared, revealing a generic-looking genie.

"Are you here to give me three wishes?" I asked.

"No, you haven't released me from a lamp," he replied, "I am, however, the writer of the three books your leader used earlier."

"Oh," I said, "and you found out about him reading those...how?"

"They are books on ancient mathematics," he said, "anyone who speaks those words summons me, for they are infused with magic directly bound to my spirit."

"That sounds like pretty generic magic to me."

He shrugged. "Not everything can be different and original can it? I didn't intend for the people who are to do those tasks to be completely lost. So, I shall transport you to where you need to be. The way you can thank me is by completing the task."

"And what if I don't complete it?" I asked, "I know that Crazy Hand wouldn't be happy, but what about you?"

"...I probably shouldn't tell you," he hesitated a bit, "just complete it. Shouldn't be too hard, I've taken the liberty of setting up a portal-" he gestured towards a portal that suddenly appeared before me, "-that will send you to a land of docile green dragons. There's also a dungeon about a mile away from the middle of the clearing."

"Okay," I said, "but how am I supposed to survive there for a month?"

"You'll find out when you get there."

Mystery upon mystery upon mystery. I entered the portal quickly, hoping that this new place wouldn't be riddled with monsters or any other nasty thing.

I arrived at a vast clearing, a forest surrounding the edges. Small bushes were dispersed throughout the clearing, relieving the monotony of the all streams of grasses. As I looked around, I noticed several groups of green dragons. Most of them appeared to be families, with one or two large ones looking around for the smaller ones rustling around.

I supposed I couldn't just walk up to one of adult dragons and ask if I could take its baby for a month. I would have to find one that's alone.

I wandered around the clearing for a bit, looking for signs of an abandoned baby dragon. I also thought it would be useful to see if there was any other life in the area. Were there any other large predators in the area I might have to watch out for?

I stopped when I heard the wails of what sounded like a baby dragon nearby. I couldn't really tell, but I decided to check it out. Cautiously, though; I didn't want to run into an angry mother or father.

As I got closer to the source of the sound, I noticed no large dragons nearby. If this was a baby green dragon, I guess I could claim it as my own.

I bent down near a bush and started parting the outer branches. A green reptilian head poked through the opening I created and wailed.

I looked around me, seeing if any large dragon was coming to answer the baby's calls. After a few minutes, I decided it was safe enough to assume this dragon was abandoned so I reached in to grab the dragon.

And it bit me.

It started wailing even louder as I reached into the pack I brought with me and grabbed the first aid kit. I wrapped my hand, thankful that I had brought that little kit along.

Apparently this wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. I decided to leave the bush and headed away to rest near a tree, keeping the bush in sight. Several hours later, the sun began to set here and no adult dragon came over to claim the baby dragon.

As I was racking my brain trying to come up with ways on how to retrieve the baby, I noticed some of the adult dragons leading their young ones along with some sort of chirping sound. I didn't think they would make that kind of noise, but it seemed to work.

Maybe I could try to mimic that?

I walked over to the bush again towards the wailing baby and knelt down. I did my best impression of the chirping, though I'm sure it wasn't even remotely similar.

The baby dragon stopped its wailing. The bush rustled a bit as the dragon emerged, peering out at me curiously.

I backed away from the bush, continuing making those sounds. The dragon followed me.

Great. One part done. Now all I've got to do is find the dungeon and raise this dragon for a month.

Simple, right?

Young Link's POV

I was playing with Ness in one of the common rooms when I heard my name called over the intercom.

It sounded like Crazy Hand. Awesome.

News travels fast in this mansion so I knew about what happened to Zelda. Nobody could get any more information, so I no idea what I was headed into.

Except that dungeons are involved. And I'm not gonna lie, that kind of excited me.

I entered the office and sat down in the comfortable chair. There were three books on the desks and a couple dice. I tried leaning over to see what those books were about, but Crazy Hand quickly pushed them away.

Now he's just piqued my curiosity.

"I'm seeing about instituting a new law here at the mansion," Crazy Hand said, "that will involve trials for every smasher. These trials are determined by these three books and if you refuse to comply, you will be thrown into the dungeon."

Oh, trials. I'm pretty sure I'm prepared for anything after all the dungeons I've been through.

"Sounds like fun," I said.

"Glad you think so," he replied, "Zelda just thought it was silly."

He picked up the dice and threw them into bag, shaking it. He then grabbed a couple dice from the bag and threw them on the table.

"100 and 25," he said, opening the books. After a few minutes, he closed the books and faced me.

"Your trial is to find a group of disheartened people and rally them up to revolt against their oppressive rulers," he said, "and it needs to involve a spacecraft."

"A spacecraft?" I asked, "Do I ride in one to find the people?"

"Actually I think they need to be living in it," he replied.

"Oppressive rules in a spacecraft? That sounds cool."

"But how are you going to get to a spacecraft?" he asked, more directed at himself than me.

"I could always ask one of the other smashers," I offered.

"No, no, they must not know about this."

"But...aren't you going give trials to everyone?"

"Yes, but they cannot know until they get theirs."

It didn't make any sense, but I decided it would be better not to question it.

"Tell you what," he said, "I'll lend you one of my spaceships. I'll have the wire frames drive it because I know you have limited experience with those. Also, you will need to be ready by sunset."

"Okay," I said, leaving the office.

It was a weird task, but if there are oppressive rulers out there, I'd be happy to help people bring them down. Besides, it was a nice break from the usual fighting here at the mansion.

I headed towards my dorm, wondering what kind of trial Zelda got. It must have been pretty horrible or hard for her to react that negatively towards it.

"Hey, Young Link!" Ness called out to me, "Are you okay? I heard what happened to Zelda and I was wondering what Crazy Hand did to you."

"I'm fine," I replied, "but I can't talk about it."

"Why not?"

"Crazy Hand's law. He's gonna ask every smasher to come to his office so you'll find out eventually."

"Oh."

"I don't have to leave here until sunset, so you want to continue our game from earlier?"

"Sure!"

We played a cops vs. robbers game until about half an hour before sunset. I wasn't sure what I would need for the journey, but I figured I should give myself enough time to pack.

When sunset hit, I went to Crazy Hand's office and he led to the spaceship.

A couple minutes later, we took off, heading out into the vast unknown.