AN-Sorry its been so long. -.-;

Okay, so in one of the reviews someone asked if Link was going to end up with all the toys. Probably not… Sorry. He might get a few if circumstances allow, but no guarantees. But I have a tool to compensate… *hint* It's a boy!

I will try to update more often. I just finished midterm season and have managed to get sick not once but twice. I'm an Aquarian. My horoscope says that stuff in my life will go wrong and it won't be my fault. So far it holds true. But here is an update anyway! Don't find me! I promise more is on the way!

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The three of us march through the hallways of the fortress. The only sign that we are underground is the lack of windows. The hallways have also been bricked, probably for increased stability, but the other result was that it looks like the inner wall of any other castle. I like being able to forget that hundreds, if not thousands, of tons of rock are hanging above my head.

Mazes seem to be a theme with the Gerudos. It is difficult to tell how deep Ganty and I are led into the cliff, though the change in air is a good indication. It is much cooler down here than it is outside. There are quite a few steps leading down, and every once and a while we come across a ramp. Luckily the hallways are well lit. Torches are set every five feet or so on alternating parts of the wall, the pattern only being interrupted where either another hallway intersects or a doorway appears.

Finally we reach a point where the hallway balloons into a room that ends with two giant double doors. There are two guards dressed in red in front of the door with their guandaos crossed, the "x" forming where the sticks end and the blades begin. The uniform is slightly varied from what seems to be standard. The Gerudos are wearing veils, and the bottom of their tops are lined with bead strings. I am fairly certain they jingle when they move, if they move. Two more of the same uniform line each wall, standing out starkly from the soft yellow of the bricks. These four carry swords instead of the bladed spears that seem to be so common. None of them so much as flinch at our approach.

The priestess whirls around. "The Mother is expecting you." Her voice is as wizened as her appearance. It reminds me of a creaky chair that Mari kept in her house. She never replaced it, saying that the thing 'had character.'

I go to follow Ganty as she approaches the door when the old woman's voice cracks like a whip. "Not you! You have to wait." Ah shit, she's talking to me. Then she resorts to sputtering. "The nerve to think! In all my days I have never!"

Ganty turns to the priestess. "Is there a problem?"

"A problem? A problem?!" The woman is almost shrieking by this point. "HE," she waggles a furious finger at me, "thought that he could meet the Mother!" Wow… I didn't realize that I would strike this much of a nerve. I really wish I just followed the girls in green.

Ganty tilts her head and raises an eyebrow. "That's because is he is going to."

I can feel the air freeze at Ganty's words. The guards jingle a little (I knew they'd jingle!) as they adjust the grip on their weapons. The threat of violence hangs in the air. I make sure to remain very very still.

"Excuse me?!" I can here the oncoming medical disaster in her voice. I think the only reason she is still on her feet is because she is too dignified to die on a dirt floor.

Ganty pulls her head back slightly. "I'm sorry. Did I not make myself clear? He's coming with me."

The old woman pales, then darkens, then splotches. Her face continues to go through several shades ranging from rage red to gagging green. It finally settles on flushed with crimson cheeks. "You ca~n't possibly be thinking of having him enter! It is against our laws for a man to lay eyes on the Mother! Its pure heresy!"

Ganty shoots me a look. "Well, he's more like a boy, so you are still safe." Inside I roll my eyes. Thanks Ganty. "Plus out of everyone in the room he's probably the most feminine looking." … She's just showering me compliments. Note to self; stick something slimy in her bed.

The priestess works her jaw in a desperate yet vain effort to generate sound. Ganty crosses her arms in front of herself. "Are we going to have a problem?" Her voice lowers the overall temperature by a few more degrees.

The priestess shuts her mouth with an audible click. She and Ganty stare at each other squarely. Ganty is not the one to break contact. "Fine," the priestess hisses like a rattlesnake, "but he has to remove all weapons." I shift a bit at that. I don't think Ganty will let that fly, especially not with all the hullabaloo surrounding this being Thee Magical Sword.

"Fine. If you can remove his sword he will enter unarmed." Ganty! I shoot a glance her way. She just responds with a sweet smile.

"Fine!" screeches the priestess. She motions to one of the guards, who moves in. She keeps her swords at the ready. I just lift my hands peaceably. I am not in the mood to get my ass handed to me yet again. And there is no way for me to use my shield right now, which means that there is no way for me to beat off this woman who is carrying not one but two swords with the ease of an expert.

The Gerudo just eyes me suspiciously. I sigh. "Seriously, I am not stupid enough to attack." The woman circles a bit more. This is getting ridiculous, and my arm is beginnig to hurt form hold it up for so long. "By Farore I promise I will not initiate attack." And I mean it. She stares at me for a few more seconds, then places one of her swords in her sheath, keeping the other one ready to go at any moment. She cautiously approaches me, much like a cat stalking a bird, the main difference being I know she is there. I keep my hands up, not moving an inch. Everything goes well until she touches the handle of the blade. Then all hell breaks loose.

The room fills with a green flash and the Gerudo who I promised to not attack goes flying into the wall. In the mean time her wall-buddy has managed to get both her swords onto my shoulders, resting them gently across my neck. My hands are still where they were, hovering in the air. Ganty is staring smugly at the priestess. I had a feeling she knew that would happen. I am so glad that I didn't put up a fight first. Though warning would have been nice.

"Well I guess this means I win. Now let us pass." Ganty really does scare me. I am so glad she's on my side. I bet the priestess is wishing that Ganty would defect to hers. Well, she should be, after she remembers how to breathe.

"You CAN'T," she shrieks shrilly enough that I wince. Her face is bright red. I think it might be giving off light. "You simply Can't! It's-it's-"

"It is MY will," Ganty keeps her voice hard and even. She turns to the guards blocking the door. "Now let us pass, or do I need remind you who I am?" The Gerudos pass each other uneasy looks, then slowly drop their stick blades. "Thank you," Ganty huffs, then pushes on the door. It opens with a slow moan. Ganty vanishes into the chamber. I scramble after her, trying to dodge dirty looks as I go.

I can feel the priestess' gaze on my burning itself into my back as the door swings shut. I've been here less than hour and I've already made an enemy. Great. Lets see if I can manage five more without making another one.