Next chapter! Woohoo! I guess... Anyways, I was thinking of boosting the rating to M because... well, just watch out for a change in rating. Depending on how I write out the chapters, I might change it. So just keep it in mind.

Wesna Island was actually a pretty popular island. Link remembered seeing travel posters for the place all over town since even before his mother disappeared. It wasn't very big, only having two villages. There was Kakariko Village, which was mainly a trading outpost so it was naturally filled with traders of all sorts. The second village was the Goron village up on Death Mountain. That's really all there was to the place. Kakariko Village by the coast, a bit of empty land, and then a volcano.

Since they didn't have a boat anymore, he had Haizea get them a spot on a boat since no one seemed to treat Link seriously. He wouldn't treat himself seriously, either. He still had a hard time believing everything that was happening wasn't a dream. Everything was just so outrageous about this journey of his. A magician cursed by the goddesses, mermaids trapped in their own temples, a man from the desert hiding in the ocean with a princess he kidnapped, some mystical power that the bad guy wanted… It was something out of a fairytale and he was the hero. He could remember a time when he sometimes wished for adventure but now that he was on one, he really wished everything that was happening was a dream. If it was a dream than Zelda would be safe…

"Wake up. There's no time to be thinking about your little girlfriend." Sometimes, Link really hated the sound of Haizea's voice.

"She's not my girlfriend…" He had been saying it so many times lately it came out in a mutter. "Why are you in such a rush anyways?"

The slave flushed and looked away. "I am not in rush…" It didn't sound very convincing.

"You're not a good liar." Well, at least not this time, Link thought.

Haizea glared at the boy with a strange mixture of anger and what seemed like embarrassment. "Even if I was in a rush, it's none of your concern!" He snapped.

Realization then began to dawn on Link. It was so obvious and the boy really couldn't help but start to burst out in laughter. He laughed even harder when he saw Haizea's reaction to the laughter.

"What are you laughing about?!" Haizea's tone was not just laced in anger, it was chock-full of it.

Link tried to respond but he couldn't stop laughing. And with each breath of laughter, the slave's glare intensified. Finally, the unending fit of laughter stopped.

"What was so damned funny?" Wow, Haizea was really angry.

Link couldn't help but smile. He giggled a little more and then finally said, "I know why you're so jumpy. And I can't believe it happened to a pervert like you."

"What are you talking about?!" The enslaved magician was very, very frustrated.

"It's written all over your face." Link said, mimicking the smirk the slave usually had plastered on his face at all times. "You like Rayeh."

Everything happened in what seemed like a flash. Link heard a woman scream, people gasp. It took the boy at least ten seconds to realize what had just happened in the blink of an eye. His own sword was practically on him. He could feel the point at his throat and every time he inhaled, the point dug deeper into his flesh. Haizea had the sword in his hand, and he had a look of pure anger on his face. Link remembered the time at the forest, when the slave first saw Saria. That feral look in his eyes… the look that wanted to see blood. It was there again, but Link knew that the slave definitely knew what he was doing. And that was what scared him.

"Say that again." The slave hissed. "I dare you to say that again. And if you do, know that regardless of what happens to me…" He didn't go on. He didn't need to go on. The boy knew exactly what the end of that sentence was: "I will end you." Link held up his arms in surrender. Haizea kept his stance for a moment, the glare still boring itself into the child's mind, and then he dropped the sword and walked away toward where their boat was.

A woman then ran up to Link, asking if he was okay. People were whispering, staring. Link just picked up his sword, still baffled as to how the magician had gotten it so fast, and sheathed it. He'd gotten Haizea angry before-it wasn't that hard to do-but this… that was real anger. The type of anger that said he had wanted to see blood. Haizea had even taken Link's sword, something which he had said he clearly did not like. It was just scary. Scarier than the dragon at Molpe's Temple…

Uh-oh. Molpe. He had never reported to her. She was going to be scary too…

He pushed his way out of the crowd that had seemed to surround him and went towards the nearest dock. He purposefully strayed away from the boat that he was going to have to get on later. He wanted to avoid the slave for the time being. He looked at the water, seeing nothing that indicated the Siren's presence. Then he felt a splash of water on his backside. He jumped up and turned quickly. Molpe's head peeked up ever so slightly from the water. He could only see her eyes, really. That was good, he supposed, less people would see her that way.

"Um… We couldn't find the Temple here on the land…" He said reluctantly.

Water sprayed on his face. He wiped it off. Mople's head was now completely over the water and she didn't look very happy. She lifted herself part way onto the wood of the deck. Link did his best to hide her from view by standing in front of her. She flailed one of her arms around, pointing towards the crowd or any general area where there was people. He think he understood what she was saying.

"He's not in a very good mood." Link told her. She stared at him flatly. "Well, you're right, he's never in a good mood but I really, really got him angry. Seriously, I've never seen him this angry before. He was going to kill me!"

Molpe's facial expression then changed from anger to that of surprise and concern.

"I don't want to talk about it…" Link said. "But we do know where the temple is just not exactly where… if that makes any sense…"

Now she looked a bit… let down.

"Well, it's just that it's under the castle and we don't have access to where it is. Don't give me that look! We have someone looking for it…" Memories of the earlier encounter flooded Link's brain again. He shuddered. He was never, ever going to even mention that maid around Haizea again. "Anyways… we heard that the next Temple is on Wesna Island. We're going there on…" He looked around and found the ship. "On that boat there!" He pointed.

Molpe nodded and then lowered herself back into the water.

"Oh, and one more thing…" Link said, getting back her attention. "I really, really don't think you should try talking to him." She gave a small, tired smile and nodded. Then she disappeared back into the water.

When he arrived at the boat, one of the crewmembers asked if he was with the really peeved pale guy. That's how Link knew he was on the right boat. Sure enough, when he went up the cat-walk, he saw Haizea leaning against the boat railing, staring off into nothing and keeping a very angered look on his face. He would make it a point to stay at least five feet away from that general area.

"He hasn't moved an inch since he first got there." The crewmember told him. "I don't think the guy's even blinked…"

Link could do nothing but laugh feebly. There was nothing much else that he could do. In his mind, he was still seeing the demon-faced version of Haizea. The one that held a sword up to his neck and had no qualms about lopping his head off.

Simply to avoid even accidentally wandering over to where the still angered magician was, Link just went down below the deck. There weren't any cabins for passengers, Link knew that much. They were starting to get low on rupees, so they were on a rather… shady boat. This kind of transportation, sticking all the passengers down below deck in a cramped space, it was supposed to be illegal. But it was cheap. And Link didn't really understand how cramped it was going to be until he got there. He had never felt more claustrophobic in his life. And he wasn't claustrophobic. It was also very noisy. Still, however cramped and loud it was, he still didn't want to go up to the deck. He eventually heard all the crew members yelling and shouting above on the deck. One even came down and told them they were finally leaving.

The boat swayed with the water, side to side. Some people even slid and crashed into one another. Despite all the sliding, there weren't any fights or anything like that. People would just apologize and then go about their business. He wondered if it was because people got in trouble if they picked fights on boats? Probably. However, since he was small and light, he was one of the people that crashed into another. He found himself crashing right into a man with a big pack on his back.

"I'm sorry!" Link said as soon as he crawled off the man.

"No, no, it's alright!" Said the man, a jittery looking fellow with glasses. "This happens to me a lot, actually…" His voice was small and quiet.

"Happens to you a lot?" Link asked.

The man, probably in his late teens, just flushed and nodded embarrassedly. "Yes… Misfortune seems to plague me wherever I go." He said.

"Wow, that really sucks…" The boy said.

"I've gotten used it." The man said with a shrug, but his voice was still quiet. "Say… you look familiar… I'm sure that I've never seen you before, though."

Link blinked for a moment. He got a good look then at the man's face. Aside from looking younger than he probably was, he looked familiar to him too. It was the ears that really screamed as though he had seen them before. Pointed, but not as long as Hylian ears and the ears were furry, like a cat's. He was sure he'd seen ears like that before but he couldn't place it. "Same here…"

Then the jittery man froze and then took on a somewhat guilty look. "Oh, I'm sorry. I never introduced myself. I'm Evan, a traveling book collector." He said, patting his large pack.

So that's why that pack felt so hard, the boy thought. "Um, I'm Link… Just a kid on a mission." He said to Evan.

"On a mission? Sounds dangerous." Evan said.

"Hey, just because I'm a kid doesn't mean I can't do things adults can!" He protested.

Evan just smiled. "I was just commenting on it. I have no doubts that you can do a dangerous mission. I'm on one myself, actually, though I don't think it's quite as dangerous as yours." He said.

A book collector on a dangerous mission? Link tried not to laugh. "It is pretty dangerous. I've already had to fight a dragon." The boy said. Hey, even he needed a little bragging time.

"A dragon? Wow. Where I come from, no one's beaten a dragon…" Evan said. "If you don't mind my asking, what kind of mission are you on?"

"I'm trying to save a friend of mine." Link said truthfully. "What kind of mission are you on?"

Evan suddenly looked down at the floorboards guiltily. "I'm on a similar mission… Except he was my teacher…" He said very, very quietly.

Link just stared for a moment. The poor guy was just staring at the floorboards guiltily, looking as if the world was going to end. "H-hey, I'm sure you'll find him!" He said, trying to be reassuring.

Evan gave a weak smile. "I hope so… It's my fault, if I don't find him…" The man then looked down at the floorboards again and gave a depressed sigh.

"You'll find him! Don't worry! I'm sure you'll find him!" Link said.

Evan once again gave a weak smile, but this one had a little more meaning in it. "Thank you… I'm sure you'll find your friend too."

Link smiled back. "Yeah, we'll find our friends."

"AH!" Evan suddenly exclaimed.

"A wha?" Link managed after the sudden outburst.

The man took off his glasses and then took a closer look at the boy. Wow, he looked really familiar now but Link just couldn't place him. "Yes, I know where I remember you from! Or rather where I don't remember you from… That's not the point! I know where I've seen your face before!" The man said excitedly.

"Huh?"

"There's a woman on the island this boat is heading to. I've been coming and going from here, so I've seen her many times! The woman on the island, she looks a lot like you!" Evan said.

A woman who looked like him? A woman… No… No, it couldn't be, it was just a coincidence… Was it? "Um, do you know her name?" Link asked.

Evan put his glasses on again and looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully. "I'm sorry." He said shaking his head. "I don't know her name. Is she the one you're looking for?"

"No." Link said. "Mostly curiosity." He lied. She might be another person I know…

Evan is also another one of my OCs from an original story. I actually never planned on throwing him into this but he managed to sneak his way in... like a ninja. Kidding aside, Evan is just a complete klutz. His character actually spawned from another personality in another one of my Zelda fanfics (kudos if you know who's personality he spawned off of). I just liked the personality so much, when the character discarded it later in the story, Evan was created. He's just way too cute! X3 So... um... That's all.