Disclaimer: I do not own the Zelda franchise in any way. The closest to that for me I have possibly gotten is buying some of the games.

Note: I apologise for the long delay in updating. I would've updated sooner had my internet not shut down for four months, and had I not been soaking in precious internet time the last month. Anyways, time to get back into writing!


As Tetra awoke, once again within Blom's bed and jammies, the first thing she could make out was Blom shouting.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE FOUR CRYSTAL WAS BROKEN!?"

Who's she shouting at? Tetra thought drowsily.

As she sat up in a sleepy daze, she tried to listen for more of the conversation. She could only make out whatever Blom shouted, including "...sucks!!", "...that freaking asshole...", and "Just get the hell out of my house already!!" After that last one, she heard a door being slammed quickly followed by impatient stomping coming up the stairs. The door opened, and Blom came in with an "oh, she's awake," look to her face. The look quickly disappeared and was replaced with one of anger as she exploded her next sentence.

"And you! Don't go thinking that I'm letting you off the hook, either! do you have ANY idea how hard it is to find someone who can repair a sacred jewel such as that Four Crystal!? HUH!?"

The drowsy Tetra blinked before replying, "Very, very hard?"

"EXACTLY!! Now, luckily, I actually know somebody who can, but the guy freaking hates me!!" Blom turned to look away, grumbling something.

"Can't you just convince whoever this is that the world'll end or something if he doesn't fix the jewel?"

"I wish. He knows I'm the only one for who knows how many countries around that can even craft the Four Sword without ruining its power, and he'll probably try to take advantage of that somehow through some kind of deal. Whatever it is, I'm not going to like it..."

"And just what did you do to get on his bad side, anyways?"

"Nothing I wouldn't normally do to a customer. He just waltzed in one day, asking for a sword I had made for someone else, and I refused him. He asked why I couldn't fulfill his request, and I explained calmly what my rules were, pointing out the sword he wanted was another order. He then asked for me to make him a weapon exactly like the one he had pointed out, and then I told him the price for such a weapon. The look on his face told me that he didn't agree with the price, and he just walked out, slamming the door behind him. I later went to him, hoping to get something pretty for a friend's birthday, but he downright closed up shop the second I was within his range of sight! I tried multiple times afterwards to get other gifts, but he kept doing the same thing over and over again!"

"If I pay for it, will you make the sword for him?"

"Dear, I already made the stupid thing for him, and it's locked up somewhere safe. I'm just waiting for payment. I'd gladly accept it from someone like you, though."

"Alright, then how much was it?"

The biggest of grins was on Blom's face as she replied, "You don't have to worry about that now, dear. Just deliver the sword to him for now, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Now you get dressed and bathe while I go fetch the thing, will ya?"

Blom left the room, closing the door behind her.

-Later-

Tetra was sitting on the dock of Blom's island, watching as Linebeck was using the salvage arm on his ship. It didn't take him long, and the item he pulled up was the hammer Vaati dropped as he flew off. He flashed a thumbs up at Tetra and cruised back to shore. Once he was safely docked, Tetra felt a finger tapping her shoulder. She turned and saw Blom, with a long object wrapped up in some sort of white cloth.

Must be the guy's sword, she thought as she stood up to accept the object.

"He works on an island perfectly northeast from here, and his workshop should stand out quite a bit, so it'll be easy to find," Blom explained.

"Got it."

Tetra hopped aboard Linebeck's ship and told him the way. With a blow of his horn, the ship cruised away as Blom waved them goodbye with the biggest of grins on her face.

Hero types are always such suckers! she happily thought. They'll do anything, even if they aren't told the price of their actions! I'm lucky she didn't want the price after I told her not to worry about it. Who knows what that pirate would've done to me if I made her pay at that moment. And let's not forget what I'm going to charge her for the Four Sword once she's finished with her mission...

She let her hand fall to her side, the grin on her face now gone.

Yeah, she'd probably kill me if she heard the numbers...


Once they made it to the next island, Tetra's jaw dropped. It was covered in so much greenery, and even the buildings were hidden within the island-sized jungle. Well, all except for one cold-looking steel place that had black smoke constantly billowing out of its chimney. In fact, the building was on its own little peninsula, as if it were shunned from the rest of the island for constantly producing such filth and pollution. Tetra chuckled as she hopped off Linebeck's ship and made a bee-line for the out casted place. Once there, she knocked on the cold, steel door. A voice called out, requesting that she wait a moment, so she stood there until a man opened the door.

He wore an apron, dirtied with a combination of sweat, ash, and who knows what those clear blobs stuck to it were. It was tied around his neck and back with a thick black string, and it went all the way down to the floor. There was a wide pocket at his waist, and it seemed slightly stuffed with strange steel rods. He didn't seem too well built muscularly, and his hands seemed small for his gender. In his right he held something, which was completely covered by a cloth he was rubbing the object with using his left. Like Blom, he also wore a long-sleeved shirt that clung to his body, and the gloves he wore were about as thick as hers. Like his apron, these articles of clothing were also very dirty. So dirty, in fact, that it was difficult o make out the color. He wore a black bandanna on his head, and his medium-length violet-colored hair was tied back in a ponytail. His eyes, which were half blocked by a pair of glasses with near-black lenses, glowed in such a fierce red color, like one between blood and anger, that it sent shivers down Tetra's spine. His skin was somewhat burnt, as if some small child had badly painted his face with charcoal, and there was a perfectly not burnt toothpick in the corner of his mouth.

"Whaddya want?" He asked.

"Ever hear of the Four Crystal?" Tetra inquired in response.

"Bugger off, will ya? Ah ain't doin nothin fer that wench."

"But you don't need to do anything for Blom. Her part of the work's done."

"Clean yer ears out. Ah said 'no.'"

"Then I guess you won't be wanting that sword you ordered from her." Tetra winked, beginning to turn as she finished her sentence.

"Ya mean that wench actually made the dern thin?"

"Of course. She was just waiting for payment."

The man paused for a moment.

"What's that ya got 'hind yer back?"

"The sword you ordered. I'll give it to you if you promise to help me out."

"Didjya steal it er sumthin?"

"Nope, I promised to pay for it and she handed it over."

"Alrigh', then, come on in."

Then man stepped away from the door and Tetra let herself in, closing the door behind her. Inside, it looked like a typical glass workshop with some homey touches thrown in here and there. Tetra sat down at the table, laying the man's sword in front of her, and turned towards him as he sat on the bench near the fire pit.

"Tha name's Ivan," the man said as he sat. "Ah'm an expert glass smith, and in my spare time, ah dabble in tha arts of bein a jeweler. What kin I do fer ya?"

"Vaati broke the Four Crystal into four pieces," Tetra replied. "If I got them all and brought them here, would you be able to put them back together?"

"Sure ah kin. Zat all ya needed?"

"Pretty much."

"Great. ah'll take that sword as payment, then."

Ivan paused for a moment as Tetra turned to grab the sword.

"Say, how much do ya know 'bout this Vaati guy, anyhow?" he asked.

"He's an evil wind sorcerer that can turn people into stone, he can only be defeated by the Four Sword, and I think he doesn't like the fact that I, a small female, am the only one that stands in his way of doing what he wishes to accomplish. Why?"

"Did Blom tell ya any more'n that?"

"No. Why?"

"Then ah think ah should tell ya 'bout the legend around 'im."


It all started long ago, in an ancient kingdom. It was a year that they celebrated the Picori festival, which came around once every hundred years to honor an old pact the humans had made with a tiny race called Picori. It is said to be celebrated every hundred years because that is how often the door between the human and Picori worlds opened. This festival, a strange man had entered the swordsmanship tournament that comes with every Picori festival, and he won the whole thing. While claiming his prize, he sent the kingdom into a whole world of trouble, cramming it full of monsters as far as the eye could see. A boy, who had been friends with the princess since they were little, teamed up with a mystical talking hat in order to find the power to defeat this man. As he searched, he learned that his hat used to be a powerful Picori warlock who had taken an apprentice, and that the apprentice was actually the man who had ruined the kingdom's peaceful way of life. It also tuns out that this strange man was the one who cursed the warlock into being a hat in the first place. Throughout their travels, the boy and the hat worked together, traveling between the human and Picori worlds to gain the power to defeat the strange man. They succeeded, and the kingdom was returned to its peaceful way of life.

"An tha best part is that they did this all in one day, too!"

Tetra looked sceptical at Ivan's last comment.

"But, tha tale's not finished yet. It's said that this man came back not once, but twice in attempts to exact his revenge against the descendants of the boy who had defeated him hundreds of years ago. He even went to far as to allow himself to take the orders of the dark warlock Ganondorf in hopes of tasting the sweet dish of revenge."

"Wait, so you mean Ganondorf and Vaati worked together once!?" Tetra exclaimed.

"What, ya know the fellah or sumthin?"

"Know him? I kicked his ass!! Though, feel free to sigh in relief. Me and the reincarnation of the Hero of Time sealed him away in stone way at the bottom of the ocean."

"So yu'd be all set ta fight Vaati if only ya had tha Four Sword Complete, huh?"

"Damn right, I am!"

"Alrigh', then. Jus lemme grab sumthin that'd help ya out first and yu'll be on yer way."

When Ivan returned, he held his hand out towards Tetra. In it was what looked like a clear version of the Four Crystal.

"This was used ta find tha sacred jewels that made tha Four Crystal once. Ah figure if ya use it, it'd point ta tha closest shard o that Crystal."

Tetra bowed as she accepted the crystal, thanked him, then took her leave, leaving the sword behind.


Somewhere high in the sky, in a group of dark, stormy clouds, there lies a castle. Within the highest room of the tallest tower of that castle, there is a chair. Within that chair sits Vaati, who now has his eyes closed and is smirking.

"So that girl fought with Ganondorf and lived to tell the tale of his defeat, hm?" he mused. "Then I've been severely underestimating her this whole time. I think I'll step up my game a little bit..."

With a chuckle, he waved his arm at random and a bolt of lightning shot through the air, the thundering echo mixing eerily with his laughter.