Sora didn't need to look for the other monkey much. Mostly because it was sitting right in front of him. It hopped off onto one of the many totem poles in the room with a screech, and bared its weapon.

"A boomerang, huh? So that's what it was." Sora mused to himself. He held up his hands, figuring this monkey was friendly like the other, "Hey now, I'm not gonna-"

The boomerang barely whirled past him, and cut down several chomping plant monsters from the roof on its return trip. Sora began running from the things, surprised that what amounted to just a mouth and plant fiber could move so fast. He drew his sword and pointed it at the monkey as he continued running from he plants, "Well okay then, fight it out it is."

Unfortunately catching up to the darn chimp was easier said than done. As far as Sora could tell the jumps between poles was too erratic to predict. He couldn't really climb up any of them anyways. They weren't anchored at all, his own weight could send the thing crashing down.

So Sora tried throwing his sword. Once again it worked better in principle than practicality, and his bad arm didn't help. The boomerang continued cutting up plant monster mooks to send after him or even giving Sora a solid whack upside his head, and thanks to that couldn't get his throw to aim right, nor could he even get enough velocity for it to either catch up with the monkey or even get close. He was doing nothing but tire himself out.

Sora was running from another set of plants, scrambling to get his sword, when Midna popped up again, "Are you always this bad at fighting?"

Sora stabbed through her incorporeal form and killed a plant, "No, not really." He began running after his true opponent again, starting to wheeze slightly. He ignored his bloody nose and threw his sword again, "Slow down you stinking coward!"

When it once again missed, Midna shook her head, "I don't think that'll ever work, idiot."

Sora picked up his sword and glared at the monkey laughing at him and smacking its rear. He then moved right up to the totem pole and gave it a good, strong roundhouse kick, "It's not funny!" Imagine his surprise when the monkey got smacked by its own boomerang, lost its balance, and fell to the ground.

Sora walked up to it and gave it a few solid whaps on its butt, and was about to give a few more, but stopped when he noticed the odd insect on its head. He put one foot on the monkey so it wouldn't escape, then pried off the parasite. When the bug scrambled at the air for dear life, Sora killed it with a single stab.

He heard whimpering behind him, and turned to see the monkey in a decidedly not offensive mood. It then saw him, mistook his confused look for an angry glare, and it leapt off to other parts of the abandoned temple with frightened squeaks. Sora sighed, "Jeez, what was the point of this-"

The boomerang swelled into the air on a gust of wind and flew towards Sora. Sora caught it easily enough, and blinked when he heard a voice on the wind, "I am the fairy of winds that resides in this boomerang. Thank you for freeing me from the evil that has imprisoned this place."

Sora held out the boomerang as it twirled around in its own little whirlwind, "Wasn't always like this, huh?"

The boomerang's breathy voice returned, "No, not quite. Ever since the fused shadow was sealed here this has been a corrupt dwelling." It then dipped a little towards him, "But I digress, to express my gratitude, I wish to help you on your journey. I can tell you are a kind hearted soul."

Sora grinned, "Sure, I guess. Something long range is bound to be handy for combat." The boomerang's winds stopped and it fell into Sora's outstretched hands, as if to say that it agreed. He flipped it around, examining the wing like design and the gem in the center that gleamed with some sort of script engraved in the beveled metal that held it.

Sora then realized he didn't get a name from the fairy, "Oh, gosh, I need to call you something..." He grinned and held it out like a sword, "I guess you'll be Wendy then. That's a nice name for a fairy of winds." He began walking out, but he stopped when he realized the door had locked shut behind him with a haphazard portcullis of branches. He must have forgotten about it in all the chaos that ensued.

Sora held up "Wendy" as if it would lend him an idea. He then saw that it did; from his vantage point the tip pointed at a fan of some sort above the door. Sora grinned, then held it popped up again, "Do you even know how to use that thing?"

Sora threw it, "Nope."

The boomerang flew out in a gust of wind, then whirled around the fan before coming back. The portcullis rose slightly. Sora held up his boomerang again, "Come on, a few more times, Wendy."

As the boomerang did its thing, Midna gave Sora a creeped out glance, "Naming it is kinda weird."

Sora caught it and bounced over to the way out, "Well, a fairy lives in here and I don't know her name. Gotta call her something, right?" He smiled when the wind outside greeted him. He also noticed dusk was filtering into the light, "It's gonna be night soon. Better find a safe place to rest."

He considered shimmying back, but then he saw a set of whirling bridges to his left. He used Wendy again to set up the bridges for use, and walked across. He drew his sword upon noticing the monster ahead, and managed to decapitate it with little trouble. Sora wiped off his sword on the grass with a disgusted sigh, "Just about as easy as Heartless, but way more gross-"

Sora paused and cocked his head. Midna floated up to him, "Okay, what's the deal-"

"Shh." Sora interrupted her. He closed his eyes, trying to pinpoint the odd, squeaky noises as the wind picked up again. He looked at the shadowy imp beside him, "You hear somethin'?" Midna glanced up, but then disappeared back into Sora's shadow.

Sora looked up to see a monkey trapped in a cage above him, "Oh!" He backed up a bit and held up his boomerang again, "Hold on buddy, I'll get ya out!" He threw it and the cage crashed to the ground. Sora bent over, "Um, sor-" the monkey ran off.

Sora shrugged, "Well..." He forgot what he was going to say. He wiped up his nose, realizing he'd completely forgotten about the dripping blood. He stopped and blinked a moment when he realized his hand was black now. He flexed it a bit, observing that his fingers were squarer at the tip as well, and maybe slightly longer and thinner? No, he had to be imagining things at that.

Sora continued on his way, going past more bridges as the light faded around him. He paused before heading back inside, "Twilight... Really isn't that bad. It's pretty..." He stopped to laugh, "Well, pretty."

Midna spoke up as Sora marched back into the gloom, "That's what you light-dwellers always miss."

Sora shrugged at her. He took a look around, trying to adjust to the dim light again. He stepped back down to the central platform and paused to light his lantern. He looked left; right. This wasn't the central room he thought it was, "Whoops..." He noticed things shifting and changing in the darkness outside of his lanterns reach, but more thankfully he found a doorway not too far off.

He managed to get himself back into the real central room, and he put out his lantern, "There we are." He waved over to the monkey, who was sulking on the central platform. She squeaked to attention, and she hopped onto the rope with her feet while holding out her hands. Sora got the message, and backed up before taking a running leap. He caught the monkey's hands and found himself swinging.

Normally Sora would've gotten off the first swing or two, but a sudden burst of nausea caused him to hesitate at his timing. When he did jump off he tumbled onto the wood. Sora covered his face with a groan. His world kept spinning just because he went back and forth too many times. He threw up, and he could tell the monkey went off elsewhere.

When Sora finally had himself under control, he looked for his companion, "Hey? Uh, here chimpy-chimpy..." He saw that the monkey was ready to swing him across again and he stopped. He moaned, "Do I have to?"

The monkey gave a sad squeak in reply.

Sora shook his head, then once again went across. This time he got off as fast as possible, and was relived to find it was fast enough to leave him only dizzy. He swayed and stumbled into the next room, and fumbled with his lantern to light the pitch black hallway. Sora managed to drop his lantern, and he swore.

Followed by a dim red glow and a hissing noise.

Sora yelled in surprise and scrambled away, forsaking his lantern for his own safety. He curled up and covered his ears, and an explosion roared behind him. He peeked over his shoulder, "What was that?"

The hallway had extended to a hidden room with a lit torch, and silhouetted against the light was what looked like a rock on stilts. Or maybe it was a bug, Sora noted as the thing hobbled down into its own little nook. Sora cautiously veered around it and picked up his lantern. He wasn't surprised to see that he'd lost some oil, but in a pleasant surprise it was less than he expected.

Sora moved on to the extended hallway, and found nothing but pots. He kicked one, "Totally worth the explosion." He heard a ceramic ring, like one had moved. He kicked his pot again, hearing it make noise, but when it stopped there was another. Sora lit his lantern and held it out the other way, "Hey, anyone there?" He drew his sword, "If you're a monster, I'll have you know I kill 'em and eat 'em for breakfast."

"Ewww." Midna whined.

Sora sighed, "I don't actually eat them, it's called a stinkin' threat." He heard chittering behind him, and he turned to catch a glimpse of something yellow darting into a pot. He approached the pot, holding up his sword and lantern. He nudged it with his foot. It nudged him back. Sora tipped it back with his sword, "Okay, who's in there? Come out or I'll smash the thing." More chittering, but still hushed and engaged in other conversation.

Sora sheathed his sword, figuring he shouldn't waste the sharpness of his blade on ancient pottery, "Okay then, you asked for it." He set down his lantern, picked up the pot, held it over his head, and smashed it on the ground.

And then he really didn't know what he was looking at.

At first glance whatever was in that pot was distinctly avian in nature, looking like a chicken, but honestly it was something different altogether. The head was uncannily human and oblong with a trail of plumage that ran down its thin neck and looked almost like breasts. The body was the only thing Sora could really call a chicken, and was covered in yellow downy feathers supported by standard chicken legs.

"Well, young man, you could be a little more careful! I wasn't going to hurt you at all I was just stuck!" The thing said.

Sora resisted every impolite urge to scream "What are you?!" and other rude things, and gave a strained smile, "Sorry, I thought you were a monster." With trepidation he held out his hands and picked up what he dubbed the What-The-Cluck in his head, "I-I didn't think I'd find a... A um..." He cocked his head, his smile becoming more concerned and confused as his voice began whining, "Wh-who are you, exactly?"

"I'm Ooccoo of the Occa." The bird replied.

Sora stiffened when a babyish version of Ooccoo's head with tiny wings flew over, "And I'm Ooccoo Jr.!"

Sora swallowed a moment and closed his eyes; these two were so strange it was getting creepy even by his standards and wide range of acceptance. He smiled anew and nodded his head, "Okay, right."

"You may not think I look like much, but I can be quite quite helpful!" Ooccoo said, giving their first impression that they registered Sora's discomfort. "Do you want to leave? If so I can warp you right out!"

The head nodded, "Yeah, momma is very good at that!" It dipped a little, "But I'm not very good at it. I can only warp back to momma."

Sora set Ooccoo down, "No, no thanks. I'd prefer to stick around somewhere sheltered for the night, I'm good." He sighed and turned around, peering back into the darkness, "I'm helping someone look for something."

"We're looking for something too, dear!" Ooccoo got in front of Sora, "We can search together!"

"No thanks." Sora's reply probably came out too fast. He then smiled the offer's great, but I can hold my own."

Ooccoo Jr. floated up to him again, "Are you sure mister? You don't look too healthy."

"My son is right," Ooccoo said, "you look dreadful. Are you sure you don't want our help?"

Sora shrugged, "I just need to sleep." Sora sheathed his sword and walked on, "The offer is lovely..." He had to think a moment; he knew that sometimes 'momma' didn't completely denote the right gender, like with sea horses, "miss. I don't need your help."

He turned and waved goodbye, "It was lovely meeting you and your darling son, but I gotta get going." Sora nodded at the wings waving him goodby before hopping along through the rest of the hall and coming out to a new, brighter room that had pond water covering about half it's floorspace.

Sora sighed with a shudder, "Remind me to avoid those two, ehhhughhhh..."

Midna's reply was equally creeped out, "I can agree to that."

Sora noticed a set of fans he could spin with Wendy and he hopped he fastest route to it. Honestly he felt bad about not liking Ooccoo and her(?) son- they were nice... People -but honestly there was something about them that rubbed Sora in an incredibly bad way.

He hopped onto the stretch of land with the fans, and smiled, "Hey, that's a fancy chest!" He pressed himself up against the bars, looking at the ornate chest behind them. He tried squeezing through, but that was hopeless. He tried shoving the, aside when he noticed the wheels, but they were locked in place.

Sora sighed again and kicked the dirt, "Darn, I was hoping your fused shadow was in there."

"Well if it is don't give up just yet doofus." Midna growled. She appeared and yanked on Sora's hair when he didn't reply, "Hey! You listening to me?"

Sora yells and grabbed at his hair, then glared at her. He gestured to the ground, denoting the 'Z' pattern in whiter soil linking the fans, "I was looking for the answer." He held up his boomerang and silently went over the order, and tossed it. He expected it to come back and he'd have to blow them one at a time, but the whirlwind moved on to the others before returning to Sora's grasp as the gates opened.

Sora walked over to the chest, "I'm pretty good at this."

"Don't get your hopes up there's still two more to find-" Midna said before she glared at the spoils of the chest.

Sora picked up the onyx key that was about the length of his forearm, "Well this is useful..."

Midna shook her head, "Please tell me that was sarcasm."

Sora shrugged, "Kinda. But I mean, it makes sense if a key this fancy would go to something really important, right?" He smiled hopefully, "It might get us to the fused shadow."

Midna flew back into his shadow, "Whatever."

Sora then looked around; he was pretty tired. He was ready to go to sleep. He noticed a pathway partially submerged nearby, and he jumped into the water to follow it. After all, he could use water as a natural barrier against monsters.

Sora regretted his choice when he realized the water was ice cold, but he pushed through until he was in a small room carved into a tree with a unlit torch. Trembling, he lit his lantern and lit the torch. He hovered around it for a moment to get himself dry, then put out his lantern and looked around for dry scrubs to use as kindling. He looted another chest and found a yellow gem. After a moment of thought, he decided the empty thing would be a nice place for a fire.

"What are you doing? We gotta find that door!" Midna sighed.

"And I gotta sleep." Sora yawned. He lit the dry grass he found and pressed it against the wooden chest, and settled in against the wall when a small blaze began. His features crumpled into a tired frown, "Gosh, one day and no luck."

"We didn't spend a whole day," Midna insisted on getting Sora moving again, "we started in the afternoon because of your lazy bum!"

Sora swatted her away, "Regardless of that I haven't slept properly in awhile, so if you want me to be at the top of my game I need a nap." He was surprised at how easy it was for him to settle in, even if he was still cold because of the water. His eyes began drooping. He coughed a little. His eyes closed, and in a surprisingly tender voice he mumbled, "Minda, can you watch the fire...?"

Before she could reply he was passed out.

Say it with me: Occa were definitely "What-The-Cluck"

But yeah sorry if this isn't up to your standard writing dungeons is a freaking chore just be happy I updated