When we got up with the rising sun, I got the impression that I wasn't the only person who was tired and sore from sleeping on the ground. Everyone seemed to be somewhat sluggish, but I, being used to it, jumped up; did some stretches, which Piper copied in an effort to wake up; and handed out food.

Afterward, we got moving, though at a slower pace than before. It didn't take long for the city to be in sight, and we all noticed at once a strange thing in the center of it, rising up three times the height of the impressive city. It was like a golden diamond with silicon-circuit-like black lines running over its surface. A few spires from the entrapped castle could faintly be seen through the translucent shell. We were all surprised at this and somewhat startled, but we kept on towards the city, deciding that Link had known about this and wouldn't send us into something that dangerous.

By lunch, we were at the city gates, but before we entered over the long drawbridge from outer wall to inner city, I divided up the rest of the food among us, of which there was a little more than there had been at the other meals, and we were about to actually enter the city, only to be stopped by none other than Link.

"Does it really have to take that long for a simple trip?" He asked mischievously.

"How long have you been waiting here?" Piper asked.

"Since before dawn," he answered with a wry grin. Everybody had question marks in their eyes. Well, they did at first. After a second, they realized what had happened while I was left in the dark.

"What?" I asked indignantly.

"Midna can warp people around," Link said, and everyone heard the quiet grumbling of someone who we couldn't see.

"Oh," I said, not really knowing who he was talking about. I had no doubt that I'd learn more about it later. "Now what?"

"Now, we ask around. But," Link said, "You can't mingle in those clothes, and you," he motioned to Junko and Stork, "probably should shows yourselves too much, though people here are used to some unusual sightings." He revealed a brown paper package (or it might have been parchment, but I couldn't tell) and unwrapped it to reveal the bright fabric of clothes that would fit in with the rest of the populace. "I'll show you where you can change."

He led us around the outer wall to an area that was relatively sheltered so we could change. Both Piper and I had dresses that were a little too long, and while hers was pink, mine was blue. Aerrow, Finn, and Stork had clothes more like citified version of a cross between what Rusl had worn, clothes pieced from whatever they could find; and what Link had on, old-fashioned trousers and a loose tunic. Junko had something much larger, and I couldn't really tell the style of it. It was whatever fit him, I supposed.

After changing, we went in the city and split up to avoid suspicion at such a large group of adolescents. We asked around for the Shadow: the man who'd brought me here. A few people had seen him, or rather; a few people had seen a dark blur in the noon sky. The drama of it sounded exactly like him, but I had no doubt we'd see more of him as he tried to be different from other antagonists.

Link bought us each a fruit that looked like an apple, but tasted more like a pear, and was nearly as soft as a ripe peach, right around mid afternoon, and we continued to seek out knowledge of the Shadow, but could find nothing we didn't already know. That was when we found out something a little more hands on than we would have chosen.

The sky went dark for less than a second, but the thing that had covered the sun had descended somewhere in the city. Each of us, in our separate areas knew that something was up and headed towards the place where it, or he I should say, had touched down. Because of winding side streets combined with the crowds, it took us longer than we imagined to find him, but eventually we did, and he was crouched under his cape, as if he were an old, old, man. Link advanced closer to him with me beside him, his sword unsheathed and held out strongly to prevent any harm that could come to anyone.

"Get up, old man," I said threateningly.

"Why?" he asked, the ice in his breath cooling the air, though he straightened the littlest bit.

"Because I would prefer to talk to your face, rather than your cape," I rolled my eyes. His head tipped up to look at me. "Why are you crouched down anyway?"

"It's called camouflage. You have heard of it, haven't you?" he snarled.

"Why would you need camouflage?" I asked, crossing my arms and no longer deeming him a danger. Link didn't relax though.

"Like I would tell you," he snorted. "Now, either get away from me, or help me out and you can get back to your nice, cold dungeon."

"Like I'd do that," I rolled my eyes.

"Then stop meddling and go away," he snapped, and skittered surprisingly quickly down a near side street.

"That was weird…" Aerrow let the sentence hand.

"That's him alright," I said, "He doesn't want to be like every other bad guy, but at the same time, he can't resist the drama of it, at times."

"Should we go after him?" Link asked sharply.

"Only to see what he's doing. I'll act as bait if you can follow me," I said slowly, thinking.

"I'm not so sure about this," Junko said, putting a huge hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off, feigning indifference, when I didn't know what would happen. I ran in the direction he had gone. I would lose him if we waited around any longer.

While Link and the others had soft footfalls, I tried to make mine as loud as possible so the Shadow might think only one person was following him. Before long, pain spread across my chest and I had to slow down. There were no moving shadows behind me. Good, I thought, they're out of sight.

"Gotcha," a voice hissed near my ear and a hand enclosed my throat. Fear suddenly shot through me as the bright blond hair showed itself from under the dark hood. The Shadow was far from the old man he'd been acting before, and he lifted me up so my eyes were level with his. I gasped for breath; breath I couldn't find. "Are you going to come quietly now?"

I tried to snap back with something cocky and sarcastic, but I couldn't breathe. I had sort of had this feeling once before, when I bunch of little kids had playfully piled on me, and when one had been squeezing my neck and hadn't been able to breathe properly. But then again, the Shadow's strong hand and arm wouldn't be letting me go so soon. I gasped and was sure I would black out when I heard a young man's shout. The pressure was released from my throat, and I started coughing, but I wasn't let go. He threw me up in the air, and I was sure he was going to let me fall to the hard, hard, ground, which would almost have been better than him catching me under the knees and back, clutching me to his chest, which was what he did. He ran and while I struggled, I was no match for his arms.

Where is he taking her? Stay tuned to find out!