Well, I found out what they, or rather Pipin, wanted. He was very rude about it too. First, he came stomping down the stairs, then slammed the cell door open with a loud clatter, and then dragged me out by my arm. Or attempted to... I am made of metal Bookie, and being incredibly tall, seven foot, to be exact, well, it has it's perks. 'How am I to climb trees then,' you ask. Easy, I- I don't really know. Demise hinted that before I was forged that I liked to climb trees a lot, so, maybe its part of Magic? I'm not sure.
Anyways, yellow tried to move me, I wouldn't budge so he tried kicking me. He ended up crunching a toe or two, I heard them snap, crackle and pop. I don't know why but I felt sorry for the chap, but he honestly shouldn't have tried kicking me.

"What are you doing," I asked, hands on hips, head tilted a tiny bit to the left, as he screamed, or growled. High pitched growling, more like. He held his foot and bounced on his other one, my brow raised in confusion. Hylians will always be a mystery to me... Yellow looked up, pure fury in his eyes, something I had yet to see since- well since Demise was killed.

"I'm here to interigate you," he growled, setting his foot down and wincing. I wasn't surprised, and I wasn't going anywhere with him blocking the door, and him only able to hobble round on one foot.
"May I see that foot," I asked, pointing to the injured one. He frowned and shook his head.

"Don't you dare touch it," he growled, grabbing the hilt of his sword. I snorted.

"I don't need to touch it, I just need a direct line of sight," I explained, shaking my head a little. I stared at the foot and snapped my fingers, but nothing happend. Pipin glared, reaching down to his bag, as I stared at the foot. He still favored it, so obviously it didn't work, and I didn't feel that little spark at my fingers either.

As I stared at my fingers, Piping clamped something on my free, not busy hand. It clamped its self round my middle finger too. I shouted in surprise, taking a look at it. Twas made of chainmail, gold chain mail, with the triforce on it. Or, the part that went over the back of my hand was the triforce, and the rest of it was black. I tried to take it off, but it burned my other hand. Funny, I never really considered myself being able to burn... I yelped, and no, its not something I'm very proud of, and Piping smiled, deviously.
"What is this," I shouted, waving my hand, trying to get it off, if anything it clamped down harder on my hand.
"It's a magic binder, your tricks won't work now," Pipin sneered. I was so annoyed and pissed off, I had no words for him. He then strapped on a similar bracelet and the two glowed for a brief moment. He then put the mailed hand by his mouth and breathed something to it, rather cryptically too, it was very odd, not to mention disturbing. I grabbed a fork from under the cot and started to pry off the bracelet\gauntlet thing. Pipin turned around and walked up the stairs, his hand still aglow.
"Where are you off to," I called, the tiniest bit of worry sneaking into my voice. Suddenly my chained hand started to glow, and it started pulling me towards the door, the fork disintegrated to black ash, then disappeared completely. I tripped over myself, but still my hand dragged me. Out the door, up the stairs, which was quite painful, and into the cobbled streets of Ordania. Groose fell into step next to me, his sword and shield armed. It was quite embarrassing to be dragged through the streets, but thankfully only the knights were out, some of them even spat at me. One knight caught my eye, or rather her shadow. Before I could get a better look at it, my head slammed against the door jam, and then I was pulled inside a very literal wooden box. A table and three chairs were there, along with Pipin, who was still smiling deviously. My hand dropped to my chest as Groose kicked my legs in and slammed the door.
"Get up demon," Pipin growled. Well, I was feeling spiteful, so I stayed on the ground. He kicked me in the ribs, and I must say that it hurt.
"GET UP," he shouted, towing his mailed hand high in the air. The gauntlet on my hand glowed and pulled me upright, off my feet even, and then dropped me back onto the floor, only I was standing. Pipin smiled deviously again as he sat down, guesturing for me to take a seat in the other chair. I leaned against the wall instead.
"Suit yourself," Groose growled. He shoved me, and this time I moved, I was already off balance, I landed on the table, then Groose shoved a chair under my rump.
"Would you stop that," I growled at him, settling into my chair.
"Why give you a soft hand," Pipin growled back. "You killed our headmaster"
"You have evidence that I did anything ," I shouted, throwing my hand in the air. " I swear that I didn't do it!" Both Knight's eyes narrowed.
"Fine then, let's pretend that you didn't kill Gaepora," Groose said, sitting in the other chair backwards. "Where were you then?"
"Cleaning my silks and home of discussing substances," I replied, leaning back in my chair and folding my arms. I could tell neither believed me. That's when I noticed something odder then odd. Hylians don't know the magic needed to subdue, or 'tame' if that's what you call it, a demon of my magnitude, otherwise the SkyChild and Hylia would have used it. All the others that could possibly know that knowlage were still hiding, and I doubt they would emerge just because a new species showed up, so how were they able to subdue me?! I brought the question to the knights.
"Pray tell, have you met anyone else on this Surface world," I asked, letting my voice drip with suspicion. Yellow immediately sneered, while Pointy frowned.
"Why should we tell you anything," Groose asked. I chuckled, both of them tensed, seeming to suspect some sort of fowl play.

Bookie, before I continue, I must inform you that I infact did not kill Gaepora. What I next write, or what I did next, was a tactic that I learned. While it is quite deceiving, and quite fun to do at times, I now regret my choice, however limited they were. I do wish circumstances were different, but they aren't and I am now stuck with my choice.

As I said before, I chuckled creepily, and flicked my hair behind my shoulder, crossing my legs.
"I may or may not have collaborated with them, and they don't like to be found," I lied. Yes, that was part of the tactic I previously mentioned. Pipin let a look of shock cross his face, his face blanched as Groose got in my face, one hand on the back of my chair and the other on the table.
"You did what?! They would never hurt us!"
"That's where you're wrong," I said, standing, forcing Groose out of my face. "During the Great War, everyone fought, even the Kikwi fought." That, of course, was a lie too. The Kikwi's camouflage has actually faded over the centuries...
"No, the Gorons wouldn't hurt us, they promised Link," Pipin finally said. I remember nearly shouting Finally! but I steeled myself and kept up my façade. So the others hadn't appeared, as I had first thought, but who then, gave the Hylians this knowlage?
I chuckled again, startling them again.
"Now, now! I never said that I needed anyone assistance in killing anything!" I said. "Much less that I would need their help, do you have any idea how lazy they are?!" Pipin's rage flared again, and that's when I saw it again. His shadow flickered. Just like the other knight's shadow. I knew then what I was up against, and who had given the Hylians that magic.
"I grow tired of this game," I said as I glanced round the room. "I wish to sleep, and this-" here I wiggled the gauntleted hand vigerously, "-is preventing myself from obtaining what I desire." I held it out above the table. "Remove it immediately."
"No can do bud," Groose said with a shrug. "We don't want ya- WHAT ARE YA DOING PIPIN?!" Pipin had started to remove the glove thing from my hand, he proceeded calmly and floppily, as if he didn't care. When Groose shrieked at him, Yellow gave him a look of annoyment.
"If we're gonna question 'im, he needs his strength, and we need ours," Pipin explained. I haven't been here long, nor have I known Yellow long, but when he spoke, I knew it wasn't him. His voice pitch was off, as were his speaking patterns. Groose stared at Pipin as he worked at the clasp on my wrist and finger, while Pipin stared at me. The part of his face that Groose might be able to see, that looked normal, but the side I was privy to see, that was the scary part. It was covered in shadows, and his eye was red. It appeared that black smoke was coming off his skin, and I had no doubt then. Mind you Bookie, seeing him in a state such as that, not that I'm surprised it happened, it scared me.

The second the glove\gauntlet was off my hand, I launched myself over the table and into Pipin's chest, along his collar bone. He slammed against the wall as Groose made to attack me, but stopped as a red glow surrounded, or rather outlined, his body. I kept pressure on his trachea, and slowly but surely he was starting the slip into unconsciousness.
"WHA'S HAPPENIN'?!" Groose shouted. I glanced at him, just for a moment, his sword was raised, his held it with both his hands, while his shield was slowly falling to the ground. I shortened the magic field around him, it fell with a loud clatter. Pipin finally slumped forwards, I quickly removed my arm so as to not cause further damage to his throat. Or head, for that matter.
"Whatcha do to 'im," Groose shouted, worry etched on his face and thick in his voice.
"Don't fret," I informed him, staring at the slumped body on the ground. "I've only temporarily subdued him," I added. Groose sniffed.
"Why though?! Pipin is just doing his duty, and you aren't exactly helping your case!" I let a right smile grace my face as I faced him.
"Oh, I have a supporter?" Groose sniffed again.
"Zelda said you've got promise in ya, and she said to help ya anyway I can, with my honor still intact, so that's what I've been doing, but this isn't helping ya! Attacking me, knocking out our second Captain, you're digging your grave deeper by the second!" I let myself snort, I had a comeback in mind, but I fail to remember what it was, because Groose's face became quite pale all of the sudden. I turned back to Yellow to find a dark liquid pouring out of his skin, if that makes sense. It was almost like sweat, but it was a dark color. I crouched down and swiped a little with my glove, which I still feel needs washed, although it appears clean. It was akin to an oil, or greasy water, as it rolled around my palm, it obviously had a mind of it's own, because it wandered where ever the rest of it was congealing; if I turned, the goop would move, and move towards it's 'friends'. I unfortunately wasn't paying attention to the larger goop, I was too busy trying to figure out the little goop to notice that the larger one was taking form against the wall. I did notice, however, when I was slapped upside the head, the force of which sent me to the ground. The small goop flew out of my hand and joined the large goop. I whirled onto my back, I had been on my stomach, to find a dark entity smugly staring down at me. It bore a striking similarity to Pipin, only all color was drained from him. His eyes were a blood red color, and he had an arrogant look about him, the way he leaned out from the wall, the way his smirk tugged at his mouth, and the glimmer in his eyes.
"I've wanted to do that for a good long while demon," it said, before disappearing into the wall entirely. It was then that Groose fainted.

Yes Bookie, Groose fainted, and I myself was near the point of screaming like a small child. Suddenly Gaepora's murder made sense, and it was unfortunately a murder. Things were coming back to haunt me, and let me tell you, they weren't good things.

Once I was over my shock, I willed my magic to encase Groose in a protective crystal, then went outside. A few knights, or rather knights in training, were outside the door, and were quite shocked to see myself walking without a guard, and even more shocked to see their friend in a crystal. I ignored them and walked down the street with a pep in my step, my cloak appearing over my shoulders. I had only one thing on my mind at the time, and it was getting the two imps and leaving Ordania.
"H-Hey!" One of them shouted. He held out his hand as if to stop me, the blush on his face, which I assume it was there on a permenant basis, turned a shade or two darker. I paused, turned around and set my hands on my hips, now walking backwards.
"What," I snapped back, leaning towards him. The lad frowned, bringing his hand back down and dashing towards myself and the Groose Crystal.
"You shouldn't be out here," he said, he was about ten feet away by then. That's when Pipin appeared in the doorway, holding his hand and holding the door jam. I had my back to the sun, which I suppose was to my advantage, but Pipin took one look our way and freaked out. I guess I'm not very mistakable with my cloak and a giant magic encased person next to me.
"Get them," Pipin shouted, pointing our way. I lept to the rooftop of the nearest house building thing, though I almost missed. I am now immensely grateful for my long arms and upper body strength. Once upon the roof, I looked back at my assailants. Some were getting their bows, others picking up loose stones from the streets, but all were getting a projectile and aiming in my general area.

I'll skip telling you about jumping across roof tops, dodging rocks, eggs, and other objects, and get right to the juicy part.

I swung into Gaepora's former house and landed. I happened to be near the couch, where Zelda and the Skychild were sitting. The latter hopped to his feet and reached for a sword on his back that failed to be there. Groose mumbled from his crystal as Zelda shouted something, but I interrupted them both.
"No time to explain, come with me if you wish to live!"
Yelling could be heard from outside, I ran to the door and bolted it, pulling a side table in front of it for good measure.
"What have you done," Zelda shouted. Groose mumbled again. The people outside the door pounded on it, Pipin demanded to be let in.
"Here's my conspirators," I shouted back. It only worsened the barrage on the door. If I recll correctly, they demanded me to release Zelda and the Skychild so that they may undo the enchantment they were under. I turned back to Zelda, worry on my face and thick in my voice.
"My lady, I wish to continue this conversation in safer places," I said, holding my hand out to her. She hesitated for a good long while, long enough for someone to get a bomb flower and light it next to the door. Because of her hesitation, I was forced to grab her hand and teleport to my diamond.

Well Bookie, this entry has gotten longer then I had thought, but I will continue yet. But before I do, I must explain a few things, since not many of my... Abilities, if you will, are widely known.
When I teleport, I disappear with diamonds surrounding myself, as you probably know. If I teleport a short distance, oh say, from Lake Floria to the observation house outside of Deep Woods, I will appear in a matter of seconds, though I am drained once there. Magic does take it's toll, teleportation especially. However, if I wanted to teleport from Lake Floria to the Skyview temple, I would not have the energy or stamina to stand, much less defend myself. So I normally walk, conserving my teleportation for when I need to leave quickly
Now as for the earlier phrase, teleporting to my diamond, well... It's where I go when I need to escape. I would describe it as a pocket in space for myself and whomever I choose to invite within. I would say it's about as tall as a five story building, and as wide as it is tall. Mind you though, the top and bottom do tapper together, quite suddenly, creating a rupee shape. The walls are made of an amber diamond, which shines beautifully, giving myself the light that I need. It also seems to continue forever, which ever way you walk, or float. If you walk ten minuets in one direction, never altering from your path, you will end up right back where you started. Yes Bookie, if you had a body, you could fly in my refuge.
I keep my things in there, in heaps of things like it. All the weapons and things like it are in the north east corner, while my clothes are kept along the north wall.
And no, Bookie, it's not a true north, or a true east, it's just the way you would be facing when you entered my home. Which is in the center, if you would care to know.
The rest of the space is cluttered with discarded things, such as but not limited to, Bobokin Battle horns, Bobokin Whips, (Many other Bobokin things), a few books that I have acquired over the centuries, and broken things.
Note to Self: Clean and Organize Diamond soon.

Back to narrating I would suppose...

We appeared in the center of my diamond, Groose no longer encased in his crystal, his sword transfered to the weapons corner. My Lady gasped in amazement, the shock of being taken away gone. She stepped out and twirled, looking around herself. I watched her twirl, slightly puzzled. Lady Zelda is a grown adult, and yet she is acting like a child. Habeen since we got in my crystal actually.
Anyways, as I was musing to myself, that blasted Skychild tackled me, grabbing my neck and starting to choke me. I do not require air, well, that's not exactly true, but I can last long expances without it. Blood, on the other hand, I can not survive without. And Link was cutting of circulation to my head. Meaning I was loosing my ability to fight back. So, in RETALIATION, BUT MOST SELF DEFENCE, I kneed the Skychild in the stomach. He collapsed on me, Groose landed a kick to my neck, which caused what blood that my head received was pushed into it, and I'm fairly sure Pointy's pointed shoes ruptured a blood vain or several. My Lady stopped spinning and came to my rescue.
"Stop it Groose," She shouted, pulling at his shoulder.
"But he kidnapped us," He said, turning ever so slightly and pausing his barrage. Zelda glared up at him, retracting her hands to set on her hips and glaring disapprovingly at him. Groose gulped as Link stepped off me, looking up at Zelda. "Uh, Zel... You're floatin'." As I sat up, leaning heavily on my elbows, Zelda frowned, scoffin at Groose.
"That's absurd, I feel the ground, or something solid, under my feet," she said, throwing her hands this way and that. Groose gulped again as he grabbed her head and positioned it so she faced the bottom. She promptly screamed as she dropped, flailing as she tried to grab something. The Skychild reached for her, he proceeded to fall too, soon catching up to My Lady. Groose remained frozen to the spot, his arms held out as he stared at his own two feet, as if they might keep him aloft. I allowed myself to roll my eyes as I slipped from my own 'footing', plunging down like a stone. I grabbed My Lady first, around the waist and held her at my side, then leaned towards the imp and caught him in a similar manner. I then turned so my feet were below me and we stopped, not twenty feet from the very bottom. As I stretched upwards, we started to scene back to Groose, passing the piles of things. I say piles, but it's more like baubles that floated in one place. Both Hylians watched wide eyed as we passed them, looking where ever they could.
"Hey, you guys okay," Groose called, leaning towards us. He teetered and held his arms back out, his face a mixture of terror and concern. Neither answered their friend, so I did for them.
"They're fine," I said, setting the Skychild on a nearby bauble of books, some open, some shut, all very precious to your's truly. I, at the time, failed to realize it was that bauble.
I repositioned Zelda so I was holding her elbows, so she was standing directly in front of myself, and took her away from the children.
"What is this place," she asked, grabbing my arms, her hands trembled terribly. I frowned as I tried to come up with a short quick answer. "Is this your sheath?"
"What?"
"Your sheath. Fi said she had a place similar to this when she wasn't called upon," she informed, looking back at Link and Groose. She turned back to me as her grip tightened. "You aren't kidnapping me again are you," she asked, her voice had that angry tone to it, but it was too ridled with fear to be frightening. Then again, this was Hylia reborn. Anything she did could frightening.
"Ah, no. I'm just taking you a ways off-"
"Why?" I sighed then, women can be so difficult.
"Because I would care to not have their screams echoing in my head," I informed the Goddess.

That felt incredibly weird writing that Bookie...

Zelda's eyes widened as I let go of her arms and floated back. All three of them screamed as Zelda covered her eyes. But nothing happened, she stayed in her little place of space. My nose twitched in annoyance as their shrieks echoed around my crystal.
"You're fine," I grumbled, crossing my arms. "If you wish to fall, you will, if you wish to stay put, you will. Just will where you want to go and a path will appear," I explained. Zelda frowned under her eyes, which became visible as she spread her fingers.
"I-I don't see a path," she said, hiding her eyes again.
"You won see it, you'll walk on it," I growled, becoming annoyed. "Unless you would care to float. Then you just lean wherever you wish, and angle when you wish to- ACK!" The Skychild had purposefully stumbled into me, pushing me to the amber crystal wall. He had me in that choke hold again, and by the time I hit the wall, my vision had faded. As it was before, the pressure was relieved as someone pulled the attacker off.
"LINK! What's gotten into you," Zelda growled as I hacked up my lung.
"He's kidnapped us, and you're defending him," he shouted back. "He enclosed Groose in a crystal, and you're defending him! What's gotten into you, Zelda?!"
"How dare you insult a lady," I shouted at him, or rather rasped. I stood slowly, leaning heavily on the wall. My vision slowly returned as well. Groose made his way slowly and carefully over, stepping as if the 'floor' was very noisy and he needed had his glare on me, but his body faced Zelda still, who was teary and stifeling sobs. "Especially her," I added, shoving off the wall and poking him in the chest. That's when Groose slammed into him, knocking him into unconsciousness.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING," Zelda shrieked as Groose lifted by his arm, looking guilty. Groose looked at her, then pointed at The Skychild.
"He's got a glopy gloop," he said, with a smirk even. "Ya know, like what Pipin had. That black glop!"
"What are you talking about," Zelda asked, throwing her hands in front of her, palms up. "The only thin Pipin and Link have in common is the fact they're knights-"
"OOOH," I shouted, my mind finally connecting the dots. "You mean he's got a Shadow?"
"Is that what it was? That one was creepy!"
"I'm not sure I would care to encounter the Skychild's shadow," I admitted, bringing my hand up to rub my chin. "But he didn't have any of the tell tale signs, are you sure Groose?" Zelda stepped between myself and Pointy, glaring up at me.
"What are you talking about?! EVERYONE, has, a shadow!" I chuckled, crouching down to her height.
"Come now, Goddess," I said through my chuckle. " Where's that divine knowledge you were always bragging about?" I patted her head as I walked towards the Skychild, Zelda turned around with a flourish.
"It's there," she said with a frown. "I just... Can't use it..." I reared my head back then, and turned back with my own flourish.
"What do you mean, You can't use it?" Zelda pursed her lips as she gathered her thoughts.
"I have some of my memories restricted, so as to not impeded your quest Ghirahim," she said with a guilty look. I've noticed a lot of those lately. "If I were to let something slip, it might ruin everything."
Okay, my turn to be furious again, and I truly was furious. So she knows what I was, and is keeping the information from me because it MIGHT ruin something?! Great Kikwis, will she ever not infuriate me?!

The rest of the time in my crystal was spent periodically checking the Skychild for globbyness, lack of breath or heartbeat, and explaining what Shadow Beings were to Pointy and Lady Zelda. I suppose I shall write it here too...

Before and During the Great War, many people wished to become Hylia's knights. In an effort to keep those of worthy heart within the ranks and unworthy out, a sorcerer created a potion. The potion created a copy of the consumer, it appeared as a physical shadow, exaggerating their negative emotions and such. The consumer would then battle this shadow and, if they defeated the shadow, they would proceed in to Hylia's ranks. If they were defeated, then they would wait until next year's Rank test, and the copy would disapate. At first, it wasn't a problem, but then those with a wicked heart started applying. They would become the shadow, and destroy the light version of themselves, then escape into what is now Deep Woods. Then those of wicked intentions stole the potion and created many more. Demise enlisted them towards the end of the Great War, but never got to use them as soldiers, Hylia sealed him away before he could.

Over the centuries, I've lost track of their race, but I didn't pay them my attention. Now I wish I had...