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AN: I have nothing interesting to say…

Review Responses:

Stickmario645: I don't know, Ganondorf escaping seems so clichéd… maybe if other people really want it too… Thanks for the review, though!

Anime Wildfire: That chapter actually didn't take long; I thought it sounded kind of… rushed. So thanks!

Runic Tunic: Sorry, I don't explain pronunciations often… yes, I meant "Ah-GRARE-ose." But if you like your way, that's fine, just think of it like that, it doesn't matter.

Firesaber: Glad you liked it. Thanks for the review.

My rambling is done… here's the story.

Link and his group approached through the trees. Link raised a hand to tell them to stop, then entered the way he had last time, with two arrows and his hookshot. He jumped off the other side, and rolled, looking around. It was clear. He slid against the wall, and sidled along. There was one guard at the gate, looking away down the path. Link crept up from beside and behind, and grabbed him from behind. The guard tried to cry out, but Link covered his mouth and carried him back into the shadows. He knocked him out with his sword hilt. He crept back to the gate. He knew it would be pretty loud when he opened the gate, but it should be a normal sound, and hopefully no one will look. On the other side, Kasha had dispatched the two guards who watch the path. Link opened the gate quickly, looking back. Nothing. Everyone walked in, all the soldiers had helmets covering their ears, and the royal knights had hoods. Link put his hat away and replaced it with his hood. He smiled a bit, realizing that if he hadn't noticed the others he would have forgotten it again.

They ran along the streets, Link leading them towards the coliseum. Everyone did their best to hide any Hylian marks on their outfits. Civilians looked at them strangely, but they met no patrols. In retrospect, Link didn't think this was a good idea, but it was too late now. He breathed a sigh of relief when they arrived at the coliseum. There were six entrances. Link and the royal knights all ran in one way, and the soldiers split into groups to block each way out. Link ran down the hall, killing unaware guards. Agraros followed him one way, while Kasha and Gorem went the other, all the guards in the circular, main floor hallway fled to the basement. Link and Agraros met up with Kasha and Gorem around the other side.

"That's it, the rest headed into the basement. Link, would there be any upstairs?"

"Shouldn't be. That's only for the crowd to go watch. Everything important is in the basement, everyone is held there." Link responded.

Gorem, a big, intimidating bald man, strode over to some of the Hylian soldiers. "Spread the word. I want these entrances all blocked, and I want it done five minutes ago!" He barked. The soldier saluted, and ran off to tell the others. The rest gathered chairs, paintings, tables, anything and began to barricade the doors.

"We're going downstairs. Only come when you run out of stuff to barricade the doors with, and don't stay down long in case we miss some guards." Kasha said to the soldiers, turning to the stairs that lead to the basement. Her jet black hair, which was tied back whipped around, and she ran down first.

Link followed quickly. If anyone was hurt he would blame himself. Agraros and Gorem followed. Link caught up to Kasha. He looked around. He was in a familiar place, four hallways that make a square around the fighting pit, with cells along both sides. There were also two doors into the arena, but those could be ignored. There was another flight of stairs leading further down; they would have to check that out later.

There was also a wave of guards coming at them from both sides. Agraros, who had been using one sword so far, drew his other. Gorem twirled his dagger and axe. Kasha, readied her bow. Link and Agraros stood back to back with Kasha and Gorem. Kasha fired an arrow, and another, and another very quickly. The guards dropped, and were stepped on by more.

"This is probably every guard. Just hold out." Link said, shield ready.

The guards reached them. Kasha drew her sword, and the melee broke out. Luckily it was in tight quarters, so only four guards could attack at a time. Link slashed his sword in a continual ark, using his shield occasionally to deflect spears. Agraros's swords were just silver blurs, thrusting and blocking. Gorem swung his axe wildy, keeping everyone back, while beside him Kasha crouched low and danced in and out, avoiding enemy attacks and Gorem's mighty swings. The guards drew into a retreat. Link drew his bow. Fire ignited at the arrow tip. He fired, and the guards caught fire. It burned many, as the guards were all close together, and the magic fire spread quickly. The guards turned at the ends of the hall and out of sight.

The prisoners had all watched this in interest, and cheered when these four lightly armored warriors repelled the guards. They ran in all directions, explained briefly to the prisoners, then realized they didn't have a key. Link searched the bodies of the guards.

"Nothing…" he muttered. He never did know who had a key…

"Hello Link. Fancy meeting you here." Link stood and spun around. Bruce stood at the end of the hall, big scimitar in his hand. He wore baggy brown pants, and an off-white shirt with no sleeves. He had no armor. He was wearing a belt with a key on it. "I can't believe it. Only gladiator to ever escape, and you came back to die. You should have stayed away. I admired your cunning… it's a shame I must now kill you."

Link stepped forward. The others walked up behind him, but he raised a hand and shook his head. Bruce seemed to think he was weak, small… a useless slave. Link had to show him otherwise. Alone. Bruce ran forward, Link ran to meet him. There swords clanged, sparks flew. They pushed at each other, swords locked. Bruce slammed Link's sword into the wall, and brought his sword towards Link's head. Link ducked, and wrenched his sword out of the wall. He slashed up, and Bruce blocked and kicked out. Link staggered back, but danced back in and stabbed at Bruce. Bruce parried and slashed back, but Link back flipped.

"You're fast… but weak. A weak warrior never wins." Bruce taunted.

Link jumped at Bruce, bringing his sword down. Bruce blocked, and they held their blades there. Link kicked this time, catching Bruce in the gut. Bruce stumbled back and Link slashed down at him. Bruce stepped to the side, but the blade grazed his shoulder. He cried out as blood trickled from the wound.

"DAMN YOU, bastard!" He shouted, angry now.

His movements grew wild. He swung viciously, and if they weren't in a hallway Link would have taken him already. As it was, he did it the simple way. He jumped back, and flung his sword at Bruce. It hit him dead center in his chest, all the way to the hilt. It came out of his back. He stopped moving, and stood there, his eyes began to glaze over.

"I… was wrong." Were the last word ever spoken on this earth by Bruce. He fell backward, and blood began to pool. Link pulled his blade free. The blood boiled off of the sacred blade. Link sheathed it, and pulled the key free. Without a word, he ran to a cell and unlocked it. The others joined him, and together they progressed slowly down the hall. Every gladiator joined their cause.

They ended up in the hall opposite where they had come down. There was another flight of stairs, down and up. The retreating guards had most likely gown down to regroup. Link handed the key to Kasha.

"Keep freeing them. I'll be back." Link told her. She didn't question him, and continued on. A door to the stadium was here, with the different crates of weapons beside it. He started smashing them open.

"Help yourselves." The gladiators all went after weapons, until everyone was armed with whatever they were comfortable with. Link wondered for a second if they would turn on him, but of course they had no reason to.

"If you fight with us all the way to Hyrule, you will be granted asylum." Link told them. They all nodded.

"We will fight for you." A big man with a hammer said.

Link smiled. Agraros asked, "Now what? Are we done?"

Link looked at him, and shook his head. "We're going downstairs, there might be prisoners. Also, I would like to see if my other weapons are there…"

Agraros nodded. They waited until Kasha came back, with a bunch more gladiators. They were all armed, from the crates near the door on the other side. Link did a quick count. About sixty. Not bad. He thought a minute.

"Me and these knights are going downstairs. Go up, there are guards with uniforms that are not Jarmanian. Tell them to clear one of the doors, and help defend it. Please." Link instructed the gladiators. They obeyed without question. Link and the royal knights went downstairs. There were two guards watching, and as they saw them they ran. Kasha took them both out with her bow.

The stairs led to another area made up of hallways in a square shape. There were no cells, but there were some doors on the inside. Link opened one. Inside was a treasure trove of supplies. Food, weapons, gold, everything. A Multi-purpose supply room. He was about to leave when something caught his eye. A glimmer of light in a corner. He ran over, and saw his mirror shield lying there, reflecting the light. All around it was his stuff, iron boots, gold gauntlets, megaton hammer, everything. He loaded it all up into his pouch. He left the room in a better mood than when he had entered it.

They searched quickly, but there were no more slaves. They were just heading back up when the guards came out of a door, and charged at them. Link opened his bomb bag, and rolled out a bunch of bombs. All of the fuses lit as soon as they were out of the bag, as always. They rolled down the stairs. Link and the knights ran up. An echoing boom was heard, as well as the sound of sections of wall and ceiling crumbling. They ran up the next flight of stairs, into the main hall. There was one entrance open, and outside was a fight between some Jarmanian guards and the gladiators and soldiers.

Link ran in, followed by the royal knights. Link slashed one, ducked and parried, slashed another. The fight ended quickly. Link and his large group ran back the way they had come. Some scattered, confused forces stood in their way. They were mowed down quickly. Link's group made it to the gate, where the guards still hadn't been replaced. The Jarmanians had powerful armies, but their defenses in the city were pitiful, untrained. Link opened the gate quickly, and everyone rushed through.

Agraros was last. He looked back. "Coming Link?"

Link looked at the ground. He hadn't told them about Elisa. "I have something I must do first. You don't have to wait; I can find a way through." He said.

Agraros spoke up quickly, "I am coming too."

Link shook his head. "This is stealthy work, two people would be too many."

Agraros looked torn. "I see you are decided. Very well, but I will try and get everyone to wait. It was thanks to you that any of us are alive at all."

Link nodded his thanks, and closed the gate. He raised his hood, and turned back into the city.

AN: Hmm… I rewrote parts of this several times, but I couldn't get it how I wanted it… it seems so confusing. Next chapter will be easy, just Link again… that's how I write best. Please review; I could really use tips or suggestions about how that could have been better.