A/n: Okay! Plot Summary!

They are back at the Castle and Link has found Amy. She had been passed out within the river that led into Lake Hylia. Later, she revealed that after leaving her destroyed home, she had been attacked by the Gerudos and Pirates who had somehow tamed her homeland's dragons. The creatures appeared to be under some sort of dark enchantment. Ignus, her own dragon, had been taken captive and Amy had fallen into the river in the gorge. Zelda is going to try and meet with her father, the King, and Naomi has a plan to try and retrieve Ignus and discover the master behind the union of the Pirates and the Gerudos

SORRY SORRYSORRY: college, that's all I can say. We went to different colleges and didn't get to see each other like at all. That and one of the writers decided to try and be smart and take a but-load of courses (a mistake which shall never again be repeated.)

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Here it is, FINALLY

Chapter 35: Gerudo Likeness

Zelda the beautiful and powerful princess floated down the castle hall toward the throne room where she knew that he father was currently involved in some business—as he always was. With one hand clutched to her chest, she reached for the elaborately adorned handle upon the large wooden doors, but before a single creak could escape from its hinges, the royal advisor placed a hand on the door and stood to address her.

Facing this short and rounded advisor, Zelda shrank to a child. The five foot man stared up at her but the look in his eyes created the illusion that he stared down to her.

"What do you think you're doing?" He questioned before she was given a chance to speak. Zelda moved her lips as if to reply as she gracefully pulled her free hand to cup the other for comfort and backed away from him, achieving a suitable distance so that she might compose herself more properly. Despite this beautiful front, she was unable to say anything before the advisor announced his own reasoning for such a confrontation.

"Dear princess, your father loves you dearly, but if he does not address the issues of the Kingdom, then he cannot ensure either your safety or your future wellbeing. You know that." He scolded.

"That I do, but I enter on behalf of the Kingdom. We are in grave danger." She spoke curtly, struggling desperately to regain her respectful appearance despite his patronizing voice and stare.

"My princess, I assure you that if anything were amiss in the Kingdom, that your father would be one of the first to know about it. I hate to bring up the past, but remember how your tiff with Ganondorf and the Gerudos ended? Nothing bad happened despite the fact that you were resolute that Ganondorf was a harbinger of destruction. We are now on good relations with the Gerudos and that Ganondorf of yours seems to have disappeared on some sort of quest—is there anything bad in that?"

Zelda shook her head, knowing that while the advisor had good intentions, there was no possible way that he would be willing or able to see the truth. It was rather inconceivable to believe that a pampered and sheltered princess would be informed of an oncoming disaster before the Hylian guards. Zelda sighed deeply and continued her attempt at a compromise.

"Please, Lord Kremel, I assure you that this is not my longing to see my father. Of course I want to see him, but I do have very important business to discuss with him and I have witnesses who will present troubling information about a grave threat to the kingdom." Zelda emphasized the word she knew would appeal to her audience. Kremel did pause a moment to ponder and rub his rounded chin.

"I have no doubt that this business is very important, and I give you my deepest sympathies, really, I do. But, your father, the Royal Highness, has the dire need to build our kingdom's wealth and therefore the relations with the surrounding tribes. This is all for the sake of the Kingdom and for your sake." Kremel started, but this only disheartened the princess more. The round advisor did have a heart in his robust body, so he felt sorrow in the princess's mournful disappointment.

"My princess," He began after a sigh, breathing a different tone. "I will do my best to pull some strings to move one of his appointments to a later date. I do believe his dinner meeting in three days will be fairly flexible—it is not as dire a matter as others—merely a small matter over inheritance disputes in Kakariko. I might, and I mean might, be able to convince them to postpone the meeting for three weeks, but I am not promising anything." Zelda smiled faintly, for this could hardly be considered a victory.

"Many thanks, Lord Kremel. I do appreciate your kindness and understanding of my urgency." Zelda answered with a lack of sincerity and a hint of sarcasm, but Kremel didn't seem to catch on. He bowed with a proud smile as the princess exited.

Meanwhile, Naomi was preparing for her current mission. She was busy with scissors, needle and thread, altering old curtains and other fabrics. Aura, who had presently entered the room, looked over the young pirate's shoulder curiously.

"Naomi, what are you doing?" She asked bluntly, startling the girl, but she quickly went back to her work.

"I'm making two other Pirate uniforms." The answer came whilst her hands briskly manipulated the fabric and thread. Aura raised a brow and struggled to find a response.

"Why?" Seemed the most obvious question, because she didn't believe the reasons that first came to mind.

"Because you and Amy are going to dress in disguise with me." Naomi replied without straying from her work.

"What?" Aura laughed and crossed her arms. She shook her head and continued to smile at Naomi's optimism. "You haven't even taken our measurements and you're forgetting one very important detail."

"I don't need to take your measurements. After years of making these outfits efficiently I have been trained to eyeball the correct size, and what am I forgetting?" Naomi asked this very quickly and with limited tone, merely because she was focused on her work. Aura answered in the same manner, for she was also focused on watching Naomi work the purple fabric into a pant leg that did indeed quickly take the generic shape of these unique women's clothing.

"None of us are red-headed, I'm pretty sure they'll notice that."

"Don't worry, I already have that figured out. There's some red potion in the cellar—apparently it has healing properties, but it should also work well for temporarily dying our hair." Naomi answered, proud that she had already come up with the solution to that problem. Aura shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head but she still wasn't bought by the idea.

"I still don't know. Why can't it just be you, I mean you're already comfortable wearing this… um… attire and walking around like those… um… women." Aura hadn't really considered the Gerudos or Pirates as women since what she had seen of them had come off as more gender non-specific. Naomi nodded in mindless understanding while she finished the hemming of the pant legs.

"It would be better to have three of us searching the grounds for whatever information we can find. We can also each hold a prisoner, or one of us can keep watch." Naomi answered. "The more eyes we have, the better." Aura looked to the sky and sighed.

"Yeah I guess. I just wish we didn't have to dress for the occasion." Aura again sighed heavily. "I don't wanna be a red-head." Naomi laughed.

"The funny thing is that my whole life, I just wanted to blend in with them, and now that I don't care, I think I'll actually be able to pass with a disguise."

"How do you know they won't pay attention to us? I mean, what if we do something un-Pirate like?" Aura voiced her worries. Naomi nodded, for that had been her concern as well.

"That's why I'm using older cloth; the curtains and such. Satins and silks are reserved only for those of a higher rank, and therefore we will be considered of lower rank and unimportant. That is the way with Pirates at any rate, and who knows? Maybe with the meshing of the Pirates and the Gerudos, the Pirates will think we're Gerudos and vice versa." Aura nodded.

"Yeah, that's true…maybe we won't die a horribly painful death."

"That's the spirit." Naomi said joyfully but as she thought on Aura's words she was wondering if that had been the proper reaction.

The girls had been locked in Naomi's room for hours. Link sat outside with Arian while Damien tried to pass the time by drinking with the guards. The green clad hero was about to yawn when a screeching sound startled him.

"My HAIR!" The scream resounded. Link's eyes widened.

"Where have I heard that before?" He muttered. Arian groaned and rolled over on the floor; the scream had woken him from his nap. The blue fairy circled around him before returning to Link.

"Come on Link, don't you remember? Amy screamed that same way when you thought she was stealing your sword." Navi said. She sighed deeply. "Ah, fond memories. You'll be telling that story to your grandchildren one day…"

"Who said I'll have grandchildren?"

"Psshh."

"What?"

Navi said nothing.

"Okay…" Link shook his head while Arian let out a faint laugh, his eyes remained closed. Yet another angry shout startled them. Arian now gave up trying to sleep and shot to a sitting position at the sound.

"What is going on in there?" He asked Link while they both stared at the door. Aura's complaining voice could be heard.

"Do you have to pull so hard?!" She shrieked just as Damien came walking to the door holding a foaming mug. He nodded and took a swig.

"Hmm… sounds like fun…" He drawled. "What'd I miss?" Link's eye began to twitch.

"More of this… and more waiting." A loud thud resounded and Naomi's sharp voice penetrated the wood.

"Sit down Aura! Amy, stop trying to wash it out of your hair… and would you please tie that thing correctly? GOODNESS!"

The men sat in silence for a moment. Link finally took the initiative to speak.

"Okay, that's it. I'm investigating this." He said as he stood. Damien looked at the door and back to the hero with an arched brow.

"Well, that's a first. You normally run at the sound of a woman's rage." He said coolly. Link stared at him momentarily but shook away the comment. He stepped up beside Damien and unthinkingly reached for the knob. The moment he opened the door, Link was greeted with an awkward scene.

Amy stared back at him rigidly, her face not very far from his. It appeared that she had been trying to escape, only to be stopped short. Her now glaring red hair was in the vice grip of Naomi's hand. Only one hand could hold Amy as the pirate girl had the other one holding down the end of a braid bound tightly to the side of Aura's head. Therefore, she stood in between Aura, who sat stiffly in a chair, and Amy at the door with her arms stretched to the limit. A rigid and exasperated air was evenly distributed throughout the room. In addition, they were each dressed in the revealing garb of the Gerudos. All three girls had stricken looks on their faces and were breathing heavily. A beat of silence passed.

"Yeah, I like this plan. This is a good plan." Damien broke the silence, a lazy smirk on his face. Naomi rolled her eyes and released the Draconian's ponytail to return to tightly braiding one side of Aura's head. It was quite a wild hairstyle; one half of her hair was spiked out while the other half was tightly bound in rows of braids. Link stared for a moment, but then realized that he was blocking Amy's escape route. She coughed awkwardly and turned around, but Link could have sworn he saw a blush across her cheeks. She returned to her seat soberly.

"Ow! Why in Hyrule do you have to pull that hard?!" Aura screamed again, only this time their three male companions understood what was happening.

"Because otherwise it wouldn't be convincing. You are a guard, you are used to pain!" Naomi's mantra irked Aura.

" 'You're a guard', 'you're used to pain,' well why don't you be the guard then!"

"I'm sorry, I made the clothes to fit you, and I can't exactly style this hair on my own head—it's impossible. Plus, I'm not the right build. The guards are more muscular and…"

"Are you calling me manly?!" Aura accused. Naomi yanked her hair, eliciting a scream. The male bystanders glanced to each other for emotional support, as none of them understood any of this.

"No-no…. Aura, just be quiet… it'll be over soon." She sighed out, and much to Aura's relief it was over soon. Naomi finished tying the last braid just as Amy whined again.

"Can I go now?" She sounded like a toddler. Naomi let out a harsh sigh.

"Fine! Go get your sword…"

Amy stood and headed back towards the doorway that Link still occupied. She stood in front of him passively, waiting for him to move. Link, however, felt the need to encourage her.

"Well.. um.. if it makes you feel any better, I don't think your hair looks bad." He said quietly. Amy stared at him, shock written on her face. She recovered quickly though.

"Yes it does! I look like my head's on fire!" She growled tiredly.

"Well at least you don't look like a HORSE!!" Aura yelled angrily, seeing herself in the mirror for the first time.

"Well," Damien cut in, "at least your face isn't horse-like." He turned his head to the side and looked her up and down, admiring the Gerudo attire. Aura returned a scathing, but bewildered glare. "And your body is pretty… well …"

"Damien! Why are you still talking?" She asked sharply and stormed back to Naomi's side. Damien, however, was not deterred. He grinned and took another swig.

"Don't worry Aura, I'll let you beat him later." Naomi encouraged in a tired manner. Damien stopped himself from taking another drink. "By the way, one of you will need to be a watchman who remains at a safe distance and the other two can be prisoners. That way if we're all taken captive, then we have someone who can report back to the princess. Then maybe we'd have a chance at being saved before we're killed."

"On that note…" Amy started. She was still standing in front of Link and now gazed back to him with a less intimidated expression. "Could you move? I need to get my sword." Link nodded and scuffled out of her way. A smirk appeared on his face but he kept it hidden as he turned his head away.

The bright sand reflected the sunlight, but Arian was still able to see down the gorge to the Gerudo's keep. Using a special scope borrowed from the castle, he got an up close view of the small band that approached the wooden bridge, just before this gorge. Tatl floated above his head while Arian pulled the scope from his eye and sighed. He felt the urge to complain but Tatl beat him to the punch.

"Man, if I weren't so bad at Fairy-Sticks then I would be inside of Link's potato sack and not Navi!" The sack she referred to draped over the faux prisoner's head. Damien had one as well, but the reasoning behind such a degrading disguise was to keep Link from being recognized from his previous capture.

Arian nodded and rolled his eyes at Tatl's comment. He was appointed watchman as well, but this reasoning was based on his lack of swordsmanship, not on a fairy's game. After rubbing his eye, he replaced the scope and watched the three girls approach, holding Damien and Link at spear-point.

Amy stood behind Link, his sword now in her possession. She kept her expression stern despite her nervousness. Not only was she still uncomfortable with her attire, but this place brought back a rather terrible memory of her and Ignus' surprise ambush.

Damien was at the mercy of Aura, who now took pleasure in making him move by either kicking or stabbing him. Her revenge for his prior words created a believable scene, making Naomi's job very easy.

The girl addressed the guard at the gate with the traditional greeting of her people. The guard bowed her head in return.

"We found these Hylian soldiers snooping around. I was told to throw them in a cell until further instruction." Naomi said with a snarl implanted on her face. Without a word, the Gerudo soldier stepped out of the way and let the group pass.

"Come on runt!" Aura shouted and kicked Damien's heels. He stumbled forward, muttering curses under his breath. Aura smiled deviously.

"Runt?" He growled to himself. His "guard" was enjoying this far too much. Amy, on the other hand, seemed afraid to touch Link's back with her spear. However, after receiving a harsh glare from one of the guards, she pressed the tip between his shoulder blades. He jerked abruptly, but complied and picked up his pace.

As the five of them walked in, they took in the scene. There were both Gerudo and Pirate guards stationed throughout the place. There were many groups of the women milling about, moving things and forming piles of weapons. Noises assailed the intruders from all directions. As soon as Naomi was sure that the guards' attention was elsewhere, she turned to her companions. She did not say anything however, for she knew that they were already being regarded with suspicion.

Wordlessly, they made their way towards the large barracks. Huge mixed groups of Gerudos and Pirates trained in the courtyard, their battle cries sent chills down Damien's back. Naomi led them on, and after a moment's hesitation, chose a random doorway. She had learned from Link that each barracks contained some sort of prison, and after observing that their known captive was not in the courtyard or with the other dragons, she assumed that Amy's Ignus must have been put into one of those prisons.

As soon as they entered, Naomi ran ahead of them and looked around. To her surprise, there were no Gerudos stationed at either end of the hallway. Returning to them, she nodded to Amy and Aura. Wordlessly, they removed the sacks from their prisoners' heads. Damien quickly stepped away from Aura, his eyes narrowed. He held out his hand, and Aura handed him his sword, Sol Reprisal, while rolling her eyes.

Navi flew out from the Link's potato sack and floated silently as he took his sword from Amy. The four looked to Naomi, and she gave a quick, curt nod.

The five of them split up. Damien tried to run to Link's side, sending a sneer at Aura, who chose to stay with Naomi, but she grabbed the back of his tunic and dragged him along. Amy had mindlessly followed Link, and neither seemed to notice the sudden disappearance of Damien as they quickly turned the corner.

Arian and Tatl still sat out in the blistering sun. He grinned when he saw that the company had successfully entered the lair without raising much suspicion, but he remained anxious. Tatl, however, was very blasé about the whole ordeal, floating calmly above his head in an irritating fashion.

"Would you do something… o' I dunno, useful?" Arian snapped, as the heat and stress were getting to him. Tatl didn't seem to mind being snapped at, instead she replied curtly.

"Like what? Dance for you?"

Arian rolled his eyes.

"Maybe you could patrol the perimeter. Make sure no Gerudos are heading my way, or try to find some helpful information. I mean, you are small and can fly." He answered smartly before looking back into the spy-glasses.

"Fine then…" Tatl complied and went in search of being useful. Now Arian watched for his friends to exit the sandstone buildings alone. He once more drifted into worry for them, but he also looked towards the northern mountains, over which his old home stood. A strange mix of sorrow and anger washed over him and he remained glad that he was no longer a habitant of Minirith. His thoughts were interrupted by Tatl's squeak.

"Hey, there's an old man inquiring after you!" She exclaimed. "Hey!" Arian's brow creased in surprised confusion and he pulled himself from his hiding spot, jumping down to where Tatl floated above a fatigued elder. It was neither the mysterious old man from the prior journey nor was it Jabono, the old man who fathered Aura. This man was new and one whom Arian had no recollection of.

"Are you sure he inquired after me?" He question and began tending to him, pulling out his flask of water for the exhausted newcomer to drink.

"Positive. He knew your name." Arian stared to him in curious wonder as he passed out after only a few sips.

Amy had become nervous when she realized that she had inadvertently run off to Link's side again. She wondered if he was growing tired of her following him around, however, he seemed to be very preoccupied with their current mission. She was afraid to make any sudden movements, for she wondered if Link even knew that she was the only one behind him. However, in her blatant attempt to keep quiet, she stumbled over her two feet.

Link turned to her, a look of confusion on his face. He quirked a brow at her sheepish appearance.

" Where's Damien?" He whispered. Amy shrugged. Link simply nodded and turned back around. They continued down a dark corridor, when Link suddenly jerked to a stop. Amy ran into him, as she was busy watching her feet, but Link didn't seem to notice. In a split second, he grabbed her shoulders and shoved the two of them into a dark corner.

Amy was about to protest, but stopped when she saw the intent expression on his face as he looked out. She glanced around him and saw a room full of both Gerudos and Pirates. The sight caused her to choke on her own spit. The women were currently engaged in conversation, while drinking large mugs of ale.

"Never have I tasted something as glorious as Pirate ale!" A Gerudo declared joyously.

"We should have joined forces long ago. We make excellent allies." Another woman concurred. The group all murmured sentiments of agreement, and they all clinked their mugs together genially.

"Who could have known that there was another group similar to ours that shares our intense hatred of men?" A woman, possibly a Gerudo, queried. A rather boisterous Pirate spoke up.

"Yes, I suppose little Naomi had been trying to hide this important discovery from us. Let us hope for a quick and merciless end to that betrayer's life!" She downed her entire drink without batting an eyelash. Amy shuddered and turned to Link, who was still listening intently.

"What should we do?" She whispered as quietly as possible. Link turned to her for a moment, and then looked back into the room. Amy detected a mischievous look on his face before he turned away. Without a moment's hesitation, Link quickly pulled out a mechanical contraption that looked similar to the living bomb-cat things that the group had encountered outside of Clocktown. He placed it against the wall as it began to slowly blink red.

Amy's eyes widened into saucers as she watched the contraption travel up the wall and into the room. Loud exclamations followed its entry.

"What is that thing?"

"It's a BOMBACHU!"

"A what?"

"You fool! It's a BOMBACH-" The Gerudo's voice was cut off by a loud explosion. The room was silent as smoke poured out into the hallway.

"I love those things." Link said with a roguish grin. Amy pushed out of the corner and stared into the room with a trembling mouth and wide eyes.

"You… You killed them!" She yelled, "I know they were talking about Naomi's untimely death, but… you IDIOT! YOU'RE A MURDERER!! A FILTHY-!" Link put his gloved hand over her mouth calmly and grasped her shoulder while pushing her through the room littered with bodies.

"Don't worry about it. Do you see that sparkling dust over their heads?" Amy looked around them, noticing white sparkles floating over each woman's head and nodded woodenly.

"Well, that means that they'll wake up in a minute. They'll go right back to what they were doing before, and have no recollection of what had just occurred." He pushed Amy up a flight of stone steps and through an archway that led outside. As they exited, Amy heard their voices again.

"Are you sure it was a bombachu?"

"I- Well… What were we talking about?"

"Um… Oh! That accursed Naomi!"

"Curses, Naomi!" Damien exclaimed when they found yet another empty cell. "I thought you knew this place!"

"No, I said that I knew how to get around in this society! I've never actually been to the Gerudo domain."

"Well, you could've been a little clearer." Damien grumbled. "Where is that stupid over-grown lizard?"

"Hush you, get your potato sack back on; I hear people coming." Damien rolled his eyes but did as he was told. Naomi stood guard at the gate while Aura pretended to shove Damien into the empty cell.

"We'll take care of you later! If we can remember a worthless piece of scum like you!" She shouted as several other guards passed them by. They seemed impressed. Damien wondered if Aura's act possibly contained any serious undertones.

The women left and the two girls opened the cell while Damien removed the sack.

"Scum, eh?" He muttered. Aura grinned.

"Don't worry, I was referring to your mother."

Naomi laughed while she closed the cell and Damien shot Aura an irate glare.

"Come on, you two. I will assume that there is another cell nearby."

Her assumption proved true. The final cell was in a rather difficult place to reach, which is why Naomi figured there must be a prison of some sort within it. However, with the combined efforts of all three, they were able to make their way inside.

"How do we even know that Ignus is in a cell?" Aura finally asked. Naomi realized that she hadn't explained her logic.

"We passed by the barracks where they kept the dragons on the way here. Since I didn't see a dragon of Amy's description, I assumed that he would be in a cell of some sort." She quietly explained while peaking around a corner. There were more guards stationed in the room and Naomi began wondering how they might get by them this time. An idea came to her as she saw a hint of smoke billowing out of the distant room followed by a low, beast-like groan.

"Damien, put the bag back on your head." She demanded. Damien grumbled and quickly put the bag on with an angry and muffled exclamation. "Follow my lead." She said and led Damien directly towards the Gerudo guard.

"I brought some food for the beast." Naomi said with a sadistic sneer. The guard was surprised at first, but once she saw that the food was a man, she allowed them passage.

The three approached a pit covered by latched bars, and deep within it was a smaller version of the great dragons. Despite being so small in dragon terms, he still stood much taller than the Hylian horses.

"Here is a meal for the beast, since we have run out of cells." Naomi said with a laugh.

"Truly?"

"Yes, there was a group of nosy travelers earlier this morning. They have just filled the last one." The guard nodded and Ignus, the dragon in the pit, took notice of the new noises, and even some new smells. He perked up, recognizing the scent of his owner on these three.

"He does appear hungry." The guard said, noticing the beast's new demeanor and wondering why they were stalling. Naomi grinned and nodded, walking over to the pit and holding Damien at spear-point.

"What are you doing?" Damien mumbled, a little nervous. Naomi's eyes became a little wide.

"I hadn't really thought it through past this point…"

The guard unlatched the pen and came to Naomi's side. Aura was now also very uncomfortable.

"It will be a good last meal. The king was going to change him tonight. Enjoy your freedom while you can." The woman addressed the beast. She turned to Naomi. "Why do you tease him?" She shoved Damien into the pit and both Naomi and Aura screamed, destroying their disguise.

"I should have known!" The guard growled and drew out a sword. Naomi was quick to draw a sword too while Aura ran to the pit's edge, tears welling in her eyes.

"Ignus, don't hurt Damien!" She pleaded, wondering if a beast would understand. Ignus spread out his wings, the hold now open and the guard now occupied with Naomi. He flew up and opened his jaws, grabbing Damien and causing Aura to shout again.

Naomi stopped her sword fight as Ignus landed in the room with them, his wings spread out and Damien struggling in his jaws. The dragon spit him onto the floor and Damien quickly removed the sack to reveal his stricken and sweating expression. Aura came to his side and gave him a large hug, though he still stared nervously at the dragon.

Naomi's preoccupation with the now freed Ignus kept her from retaliating as the guard lunged towards her, but Ignus was ready to help. With one sweep of his tail, he knocked the lowly guard into his old pen and then latched the bars.

"Ride, ride!" Ignus growled. Naomi smiled and jumped onto his back and Aura urged Damien to follow. Once the three were situated, Ignus created an exit through the roof by bashing his great horns against the stone. It crumbled easily.

The dragon made quite a sight as he escaped, bursting from his hold. All looked to him in surprise, but he quickly made an escape.

As such an incidence occurred, Amy was able to watch this from the opposite side, also standing on the roof. Link stood behind her, mouth agape.

"Well uh… there's Ignus…" Amy said, dumbfounded. "Couldn't stop and ask for directions, now could we?" She said, turning to Link.

"From who?" Link crossed his arms. "I thought I knew this place." He saw a fallen wall near them. "Hey, Arian and I did that." He reminisced. Amy turned back to him and slapped his shoulder.

"Focus." She said. "Ignus has a full load. I'll tell him to go on." She went silent momentarily. Link stared at her, and after a moment, he too slapped her on the shoulder.

"Focus." He began mockingly, but became weak as he noticed several Gerudo soldiers running up to him. Amy opened her eyes and dropped her mouth, forgetting that she was disguised as one of them.

Link was very surprised to find that they had not blown their whistle.

"My Lord Devoren, what should we do?" The woman inquired about Ignus. Link was dumbfounded, but Navi floated near his ear and out of sight.

"Nothing, let him go." She whispered.

"Nothing, let him go." Link reiterated.

"What?"

"He is not important to us. Only the mission."

"He is not important to us, only the… mittens—mission." Link added a little flair this time, despite his slip.

"Don't you remember what the mission is?"

"Don't you… remember what the mission… is?" Link began to falter as he noticed that a large amount of Gerudos now stood behind the woman. Amy looked around with shifty eyes.

"Yes, we won't need that little runt for the invasion."

"Invasion?" Amy broke character, but such a break wouldn't have made a difference as the coming group saw through Link's disguise.

"That is not our leader!" Cried out the dark-eyed Aveil. "Get them!"

"Well… crap." Amy uttered, taking a step towards Link after noticing that Ignus had disappeared over the mountains. "Link, I'm going to have to ask you to trust me."

"What? Um… yeah, okay." He said without really thinking. He had his hand on the hilt of his sword and turned his back to Amy. While normally he would raise up his hands at the sound of their whistle, this time he was ready for battle.

The warrior women dropped their flanks and partially began a retreat and Link wondered if he truly appeared that threatening. Suddenly, Amy's hands wrapped around him, under his arms. He was shocked by what he thought might be a random act of affection, but suddenly he felt himself lifting from the rooftop and heard the beating of wings. He craned his neck to see that Amy had grown great dragon wings and her red eyes were glowing like living embers. Link was speechless and Navi was impressed.

"Alright!" She exclaimed. "To Hyrule!" They flew higher in the sky and the Gerudos were now almost too small to see. Link was silent as Amy carried him through the rushing winds. She looked out and could make out Arian's small form on the great cliffs before them.

"I'm going over to Arian now." Amy called over the beating of her wings. Link only nodded mutely, still in shock. As they flew closer, they saw that Arian was not alone. He was knelt over another figure. Navi yelled out to Tatl as they landed.

"Hey, loser!" she referred to their game of fairy sticks.

"Hey, ugly." Tatl replied spitefully.

Amy released Link and stepped away from him. Arian walked over to them, a surprised, but pleased look on his face. He glanced over Amy's now transformed appearance and Link's shaken surprise.

"Well, at least I'm not the only weird one." He said with a wry smile. He turned to Amy. "I saw the whole thing. You guys looked like you were in some trouble."

"Y-yeah." Link finally found his voice. "They thought I was Devoren, their lord, and so they were asking me what to do. They mentioned something about… an invasion." He paused, catching his breath for a moment longer. "But that pirate Aveil saw through our disguises and Amy.." He turned to her, trailing off.

"I.. I hope I didn't scare you." She muttered sheepishly, a blush on her face. "I was just… it was the only thing I could think of." Her eyes weren't glowing anymore, but her wings were still folded behind her back.

This short reunion was interrupted by Ignus, crawling up the other side of the cleft. He trotted to Amy as their other three companions trailed after him. The reunion of dragon and owner was sweet as Ignus nuzzled Amy and she kissed his snout.

"I'm so glad you're okay." Amy told him.

"I'm so glad he didn't eat me…" Damien glared at Naomi who sheepishly smiled back.

"Well, I'll be glad if we can get out of here… wow…" Aura started and then looked at Amy and the old man on the ground. "Umm… So I missed a lot… Amy has wings and somebody killed that random old guy…"

"He's not dead…" Arian said confused. "Tatl found him, he seems to be lost. Maybe we should take him back to Castletown."

"We ought to do it fast, the Gerudo's are rounding up their dragons." Tatl said. All nodded and Ignus allowed for all save Amy to ride upon his back. Amy flew by his side. They headed to Castletown where they hoped to find refuge and a great army to defend against any such invasion as Link had been informed of.

A/n: Please R&R. Do you forgive us? Please…