Short. Like, really short. No complaining.

I'm getting close to the chapter that will make me sad. It's a chapter that I've been planning for a long time now. In fact, it's one of the first scenes that came into my head when I had just thought of the story. Nonetheless, it doesn't stop me from being sad about it. If it's not next chapter, than it will be the next chapter after that. Most probably, it'll be the latter.


Zant, as always, stayed in the shadows, keeping his eyes on Anya. Ganondorf had told him a few days before to keep an eye on her. The Gerudo king had grown suspicious of Quinn after the young wizard had apparently upset the king. What Quinn had said, no one knew. But Ganon did not wish to risk Quinn sensing Zant, however minimal the wizard's ability was, so he sent the Twili to follow Anya in her shadow.

But Zant knew he was right when he told his lord that the woman could prove to be useful. Following her, as tedious as it could be sometimes, gave him information that would be very useful to Ganondorf. The first piece of important information was that both the woman and the wizard seemed to be very well aware of Ganondorf's heritage and plots. They had spoken of the Triforce on multiple occasions and made references to all three of the holders. Quinn didn't speak that much of Wisdom and Courage, so Zant had his doubts that the wizard knew who the holders were. The wizard seemed to know of the situation in the Gerudo desert, and he often made allusions to "informants". He never gave names.

The second piece of important information, which could be on the same level of importance as the first, was that Anya was very obviously a double agent. She often told the wizard what little bits of information that Ganon told her and she had what seemed to be a very deep attachment to Quinn. That surprised the Twili spy, because the young wizard was one of the few men that the woman hadn't slept with. Closer observation on her manner around the wizard seemed to bring more confidence into his theory that perhaps Anya loved Quinn. The wizard, on the other hand, either didn't notice, didn't care, or was just smart and didn't trust her at all.

Third piece of information: Anya pretended to play her own game, but she was pretty much Quinn's errand girl. Add this to the second fact and it proved that Quinn was masterminding something against Ganondorf.

Fourth piece of information: Quinn had asked Anya at one point "Nobody has been touching the king's pillow, right?"

He obviously couldn't include it in his report to Ganondorf while he had no idea what the question was about, but he would have to investigate it when his lord gave him time do so. At the moment, the blue man was too afraid to exit the woman's shadow unless Ganon sent him the order to do so. He didn't want to risk having his heart tortured again…

The Twili felt Ganon's tug. Time for his report…


Vega was standing in the circle again, looking down at the many symbols that made it up. He was looking but not really registering. He couldn't register anything in his mind lately due to chronic headaches. He blamed it on trying to figure out the circle, but a nagging suspicion in the back of his mind told him it might be something else.

He heard chains rattle behind him, and before he could turn to see what was going on, the Time Spinner was there. It was caressing his face gently with one large claw and gripping his shoulder with the other. His still peeling skin was still sensitive, so the caress of the Time Spinner hurt like hell.

"Dear Vega, I do believe today is the day you will be releasing me." It said in a cooing motherly voice.

Its head was really near his face and he couldn't help but glare at it. The star could almost see the smile through the veil, but he didn't dare try to make out the rest of the face.

"That's great. The faster you decide to stop scarping my skin, the faster I can release you." Vega growled.

"Kekeke, as you wish." It said, letting go and stepping back. But it didn't go too far.

Stepping out of the circle again, Vega looked out from the outside. He was pretty sure he had an idea of what most of the symbols within the circle were. Dispelling the circle would be easy enough. He worried about the chains, however. He took a deep breath, knelt down and put a hand on the circle.

Dispel the circle. All that really required was a basic understanding of what it did and simply sucking out whatever power lay behind it. Taking another deep breath, he then began the arduous process of sucking the magic out and releasing it out into the open. He didn't dare try and suck up all that magic in his own body; that might make his headache worse. And it wasn't like he had any use for it anyways. The intricate circle, which had been glowing red and blue (depending on certain parts), began to dim. The red was fading into a muddy brown and the blue into a stony grey. After some indeterminate amount of time later, but enough to cause the star to go into a sweat, the circle slowly began to disappear. Bit by bit, the lines and symbols were just vanishing. After more time that he couldn't elapse, it was finally gone.

Vega stood, suddenly realizing how flimsy his legs felt and how much more his head throbbed. He looked back to the Time Spinner which held out its shackles. Suppressing a groan, the star went over and looked at the seal of the chains. As with the circle, he began the same process. And just when he was almost finished…

"KYAAAAAAH! What are you doing, boy?!"

The star turned quickly on his heel, suddenly feeling overwhelming panic come over him. The two witches were there, most probably coming to do a surprise check up. Well… there certainly was a surprise.

The sound of chains breaking came perhaps half a second later. Vega once again turned quickly on his heel to see the Time Spinner now floating in the air. It was high enough up that the star could see a crooked smile beneath its veil. It waved a massive claw to the side which seemed to tear through the very fabric of reality, opening a whole into what seemed like nothingness. And from that nothingness, it felt like things of unspeakable natures wanted to come out.

"Dear Vega," the Time Spinner began. "I don't wish for you to think me ungrateful… So I wish you luck on what comes." And then it retreated into the void of nothingness, which sealed quickly up when it was gone.

"Fuck." Vega spat. He really shouldn't have expected it to help him, but there was that hope. And the hope was crushed now.

He faced the witches again, who were now flying directly at him. The blue witch held a wand of ice before her and the red a wand of fire. Both were aiming right at him. With a whistle, he thrust both his arms off to the side and sent both witches flying off to the walls. Afterwards, he ran with no intention of stopping.

"A wizard?!" Shouted one witch.

From the sound of it, it seemed like they were flying again, and they weren't that far.

"Kah! No!" Shouted the other witch. "Appearance magic! He's not human!"

And then it felt like something punched him in the back of his head. He landed face first on the stone floor. After he finished screaming in pain, he noticed the strands of hair in front of his eyes were back to their normal silvery white. "Fuck."

"A star!" Both witches cried out with glee. "We found the star!"

Vega turned quickly on his back and made a slapping motion with one arm, sending both witches flying back into the wall. He scrambled up and made to run again. He was so close to the exit now…

Unseen force hit his back, sending him to his knees. The star coughed as he stared incredulously at the floor. Something about it… it was more than just a hit. One of the witches, the red on he thought, floated up in front of him. A wave of her wand and then it felt like he was being punched in the stomach… but once again, it was more than a hit. Two more strikes, this time at his sides. Then a last one to his head.

He fell to the floor with a thump, tasting blood in his mouth. He gritted his teeth and pushed himself up. He was not going to be stopped by these ugly, old hags!

He threw a hand out at one of the witches. The witch merely gave him an evil smile. He threw his hand out again, feeling panic rise within him again. Nothing was happening…

"We've sealed you, star." Said one of the witches.

"Now be good and cooperate." Said the other.

But it came through as a blur. He just stared at his hand. His magic… he couldn't use his magic. But he was a star being, how could he not use magic? How… What was a star without his magic…?


Short chapter is short. D: