The duo walked into the dark cave that was hidden behind the statue. Vaati switched every once in a while from looking ahead to glancing around the cave walls and ceiling. Link held the lanturn needed for light in his left hand, and he would occasionally glance at his birthmark on the back of his hand, remembering the strange sensation that he felt when it glowed spontaniously. He felt power, like he could do anything, the skin where the mark existed was tingling, like when a limb falls asleep and gets rudely waken up. Yet, even though all of this was new to him, it felt oddly familiar, as if he always had that happen. He shook his head.

Impossible. He thought, looking back ahead into the darkness. It may look like the symbol of Hyrule, but it's just a birthmark. The statue was the one that glowed and the light reflected off of my hand. ...right?

He sighed, remembering Vaati's plan. Get whatever what was in here and worry about what had happened later. Soon, the light caught the surface of a wall, the end of the cave. Link raised the lanturn higher, revealing the secrets the cave held locked away behind a strange statue only found by a riddle and some wind magic.

A wing, the symbol Link now recognized as the symbol for the messenger, was carved deeply into the rock in the center of the wall. Whoever carved it obviously wanted it to withstand anything, the design was so advanced, the detail was so great, Link could actually see the chisel marks in the rock that still existed after who knows how long this design had been there. He could even see the individual feathers within the wing, and with the light of the flame catching the chisel marks, he could see that the shadows showed a design on the wing, as if the wing belonged to a particular bird. Once he got past the breathtaking view that belonged to just the wing, he fixed his attention on the rest of the wall. There was something written in ancient Hylian directly below the wing, and below that was another carving, this time instead of being carved in, the rest of the wall was carved out, showing the 3D object. Link turned his attention on the writing, leaning in closer to read it.

"What does it say?" Vaati asked, indicating that he wanted Link to read out loud. Link looked at his confused expression over his shoulder.

"What, don't like reading it for yourself?"

Vaati glanced away slightly as he replied.

"Minish Hylian is slightly different than the Hylian you read. Master taught me to read some Hylian from the bigger world, but I'm a little rusty." He admitted. "You know, plotting on taking over the world, actually trying to take over Hyrule, then a year in prison...it doesn't exactly add time to study, and Master always said 'If you don't use it, You loose it'."

Link blinked a few times, nodding in understanding. Sometimes he forgot Vaati grew up as a Minish, and he also sometimes forgot that the Minish were a completely different race, as well as a completely different country even though they lived in the same Hyrule as himself. He directed his attention back to the writing on the wall.

"Alright," He began, preparing to read. "The Legend of The Messenger of the Sages: In the darkest years of Hyrule's history, there hath been a hero whom hath traveled through time to save thy country of Hyrule from the pitch black evil that enveloped it. However, the Hero of Time hath gained help from the Sages of Hyrule, along with another unincluded Sage known as the Messenger. The Messenger of the Sages was as wise as any could be, fast as the wind could get, and as kind as a newborn child. He was given tasks and requests by Sages and great spiritual leaders, his great moment in known Hylian history is thy great Hero of Time. The Messenger hath guided the hero to his destiny by order of both the Sages and a great spiritual leader of the forest, along with his own intentions to help the good of Hyrule. Even when it hath not been a request to be taken out, he would give messeges to those who's minds were clean and hearts set to good reasons. Within the centeries, he hath faded into the darkness of history, waiting to once again be called upon to assist the new hero."

Link paused a moment, staring at the inscription. Vaati raised an eyebrow.

"A history lesson?" he asked, unimpressed. Link shrugged, moving the lanturn further down to the 3D object that had been sculpted from the rock.

"Well there's this thing." Link said, bringing Vaati's attention to the object. "Whatever this is."

Vaati looked harder at the carved object, seeing more of the detail that it possessed. It was a simple object, a small outline of a wing was carved into it's surface, along with deeper holes that seemed to have a role in the design.

"It is a flute?" he asked, causing Link to shrug.

"I don't know why'd they would carve a flute here. This is dedicated to the Messenger of the Sages and the Hero of Time, right?"

"Well, the Hero of Time was a musician." Vaati informed. Link just blinked.

"No way."

"Yea, little known fact to you humans." Vaati said, rolling his eyes. "He played a type of flute, I think. Even in Minish history the details are sketchy."

Link blinked again before turning his attention to the flute again.

"Do you think this serves a purpose?"

"Well," Vaati shrugged, "It probably wouldn't be locked up in here if it weren't important."

Vaati looked back to the entrance, remembering they had limited time before te sludge would cover their escape. He looked at the flute and back at Link, who was re-reading the script above it.

"Just take the flute and let's go." Vaati commanded, making Link jump slightly.

"...why are you telling me to take it?"

"Does it matter?"

Link just gave vaati a sideways glance before taking ahold of the flute, tugging it gently in fear of breaking it. After a while of no progress, he resorted to pulling on it fully, his eyes closed closed in concentration of his strength. Unknown to him, the wing on the wall gave off a slight yellow glow and ithin seconds the flute detached itself from the cave wall and the faint glow vanished, but didn't go unnoticed by Vaati, who's suspicions were proven correct. Link ended up falling on his butt once the flute gave away, and usually one would be embarrassed, but his emotions were stalled by the spot were the flute used to be, now occupied by more writing.

"H-How?" Both Link and Vaati stuttered, but for different reasons.

Link quickly got up, snapping Vaati out of his thoughts, and walked closer to the writing.

"'When thou needs assistance of the Messenger of old, play the flute in the greens from whense the Hero of Time began.'

Where is that, even?" Link said out loud.

Vaati took one more glance at the cave wall before looking back at the entrance, suddenly feeling very paranoid.

"We should get out of here first."

Link looked back at Vaati's serious expression, nodding in agreement. They dashed out of the cave, the flute held tightly in Link's possesion, and upon reaching the exit, the slime was already within a few feet of attacking the entrance, blocking the staircase that allowed them down there. The green sludge was no longer frozen, that fact allowing it to advance quicker than before.

Without giving time for anyone else to think of a better plan, Vaati grabbed Link's arm and flew into the air, ignoring Link's confused protests, and landed them both on the ground where the hidden staircase began. The both watched the goo quickly consume the cave, making it seem as if it never existed in the first place. Link blinked, looking down at the flute that proved of its existance before glaring at Vaati.

"Thanks for the warning, by the way."

Vaati shrugged. "Anytime."

First, I would like to apoligize for any typos, mispellings, or wrong definitions used in this chapter. My computer crashed over December and mother has yet to install Microsoft Word, which is the only editor I've used this whole time. So now, you guys will have to function as my editor! Hurrah for you. I originally was ganna make this chapter longer but I got impatient.

Now, I would put in this long story why I took so long to post again, but I'm tired of doing that so I'll cut to the chase. ahem...I lost motivation.

But I found it on my birthday on Jan 24 and realized...I'm a 16 year old teen girl who has lost the only life she had. So, I returned to my "life" which consisted of DA and Fanfics.

Well, in case ya'll were wondering (which I'm sure you weren't) I passed my driver's test (i only missed 6 points out of 35 SUCK IT!).

Wellp, if you find any mistakes please tell me of them.

-MidnightTwi