Ok... so I'm a little depressed... I mean, seriously guys. Only 2 reviews for the last chapter?! I mean come ON! I poured my all into that chapter! sigh... Oh well... Maybe this chapter will do better... In truth, I had it finished 2 days ago, but I had been holding out on posting it waiting for another review. But my hopes (and my self esteem) were smashed, so I just decided to post it because I really got into writing it. Well enough for my little pity party here, onto the reviews!
Zelink005-Yeah, I had to keep stalling just a LITTLE bit longer! XD And Veress should bring back memories of Veran, after all, Veran is Veress' descendant! (Spoilers!) hahaha anyway, I hope you continue to enjoy her!
Mekuda-It was a pretty heavy chapter come to think of it... And yeah, Veress won't be as powerful as Veran, but she'll be just as ruthless and cruel! Though she will be a bit more sympathetic, with a more developed backstory, which will be seen later on! And as for Sheik, this chapter is pretty much centered around her, so enjoy!
And that's pretty much it! Let's get started!
Chapter 9: The Leader of the Sheikahs
"It is something that grows over time... a true friendship. A feeling in the heart that grows stronger over time... The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you'll know where to go..."
-Sheik, The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time
As the hero seemed to awaken, he found himself standing within the almost endless field, the skies overhead a dreamlike shade of blue. Glancing around his surroundings, Link eventually caught on to the sound of soft crying from not too far. Turning around, he found Zelda sitting on her knees a few feet behind him, her face buried into her hands as she sobbed heavily.
"Zelda!" Link called out worriedly to her as he began to hurry her way. She glanced up to look at him and let out a gasp of terror and shock.
"No!" she screamed in fright, scrambling to her feet and revealing her bloodstained stomach, her dress and skin torn open with a heavy cut. "Stay away! Don't come near me!"
"Zelda..." the hero said in complete surprise and grief as he stared at her possibly fatal wound and wondered where it could have came from. "What happened to you?!"
"You should know!" she shouted at him with contempt as she backed away from his approach. "After all, YOU did this to me!"
"What?!" Link exclaimed, knowing that this was claim preposterous. "I would never hurt you! You know that!"
"I thought I did, Link!" Zelda said, betrayal and sorrow showing in her dark blue eyes. "You told me that you loved me... Was that just a lie?! Did you ever really even care about me at all?!"
"Zelda," he said firmly, trying to stay calm for her sake. "I do love you!"
"Then how could you possibly do this to me!?" she cried, her face stained with tears. "I can never trust you again! You're nothing more than... than a monster!" With one final hate-filled glare, the girl turned from him and ran away as the field began to vanish into darkness and as she approached a familiar red eye symbol, her image faded completely, leaving the hero alone, confused and distraught.
"Zelda..." he muttered despondently, almost on the verge of tears. "No..."
"So... it appears your beloved goddess is gone... yes, hero?" Majora's sinister voice began to echo throughout the area. "She spoke truly though... You certainly are a monster..."
Link glared into the darkness around him, wanting nothing more than to rip the relentless demon to shreds for making Zelda think that he would ever hurt her. "I've had enough of this!" he shouted out in raw fury. "Leave us both alone! Now!
The demon simply laughed tauntingly. "And where's the fun in that...?" it asked maliciously. "I don't think you really understand yet, do you hero? The lives of you and your goddess matter little to me... You WILL murder her for me and then, you WILL be my slave for all eternity! Behold!" Majora cackled as a reflective surface suddenly appeared directly before the hero, showing his mirror image. However, it only stayed normal for a moment as his image gradually took on the frightening appearance of the Fierce Deity. Link gasped and took a step away from it, telling himself that the warrior in the mirror was not him, but ultimately knowing that it was. "This is your future, hero!" Majora shouted triumphantly. "This is all you were ever destined to become!"
"No!" Link protested strongly, looking away from his near-mirror image. "That's not me!"
"Ah, but it is..." the demon laughed sadistically. "And you know that it is... Why do you struggle so much, hero? I could make you a god, strong enough to take down all those who stand in your way. Do you not want the limitless power I could grant you? Do you not want immortality and strength that you could never obtain as a mere mortal?"
"Not if I have to use it serving you!" the hero shouted angrily, not even tempted to take the demon up on its vile offer.
"You certainly are strong-willed, boy..." Majora mused thoughtfully. "The Spirit of the Hero that dwells within you resists me strongly, as does your own power... But it matters little. They will both fall to my might in due time... And once you succumb to my corruption, then I will make you pay for your foolish resistance. Everything you care about, everything you hold dear, including your beloved goddess, will be destroyed by your own hands. You will be feared and hated by those you love! Not that you will know it... By then, all of your thoughts and memories will be long gone, devoured by the darkness that you are quickly falling into. You know that resisting it is a waste of your waning strength..." As the demon spoke, Link felt something wrap itself around his entire body tightly, even though he couldn't see what it was. The strange force kept him from moving as it obscured his vision and began to suffocate him. "You have so much potential, hero..." Majora continued as the hero began to grow weaker and weaker. "Why waste it in a simple existence of protecting the goddess? You are destined for so much more... Let me guide you to your fate... Together, we shall rule this land, and all lands!"
In the mist of his clouded mind, Link began to feel compelled to listen to the words of the demon and let them sink in. For some reason, he began to see truth in them and found the offer tantalizing, though he didn't realize the Majora was actually taking control of his mind and forcing him to think in such a way. The promise of power and immortality suddenly sounded very pleasant to the hero as the demon continued to coax him in a soft and falsely gently voice. He began to fall into a semi-conscious, sedated spell as Majora continued to beckon him into corruption.
"Yes..." the demon whispered comfortingly as a bitter chill filled the hero's body. "That's right... Come to me... I can make you more powerful than you could ever dream... All you have to do is give yourself to me..."
Right before Link fell into total corruption however, a bright blue light flashed across the empty area, causing the demon to screech out in surprise and pain at its purity. "Ancient demon of Termina..." a new voice echoed across the area, admonishing Majora firmly. "Leave the soul of the hero alone... His destiny is not to fall into your corruption... Rather, it is to ensure the safety of the goddess and this land..."
"No!" Majora cried out angrily as its control over the hero began to waver. "He will never be free! Your foolish attempts to save him will be futile, sword spirit! You cannot protect him from me forever!"
The voice was silent for a moment before continuing. "You are correct..." it said calmly. "But I can protect him from you now..." The pure light flashed even brighter over the area as its strength drove the demon away. Link slowly regained control of his thoughts, though his movement was still restricted. The light dimmed down as it shone over him, comforting him with its bright warmth. "Master..." the familiar voice called out to him as a being appeared, floating in the midst of the light like an angel. Link immediately recognized who this being was and though he was unable to call out to her at the moment, he was certainly glad that she was there. "Master Link... Heed my words... As you know, Zelda has been taken away by those who are traitors to the goddess. They are powerful magic wielders, and are extremely dangerous to those who do not know how to fight them. And so it is that you must come and take up the Master Sword once more. With my aid, you will be able to find where they have taken her grace and with the sacred might of the blade of evil's bane, you will find the power to banish their darkness... Master, please hurry...Come to the Sealed Temple... The safety of both the goddess and the surface rests in your hands once more..."
As her soft voice and her image faded away, another voice spoke to him as the restricting bonds that covered him vanished all at once. "Link..." the person whispered comfortingly, easing his soul as they wrapped their warm arms around him.
"Zelda..." the hero sighed in relief as he turned to look at the girl who stood beside him, holding him in a tender embrace. She smiled warmly and lovingly at him, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.
"Shh..." she quieted him softly. "Its all ok now... We'll be together again... All you have to do is come find me... I know you can do it... I believe in you... and I love you..."
He opened his mouth to give her a reply, but he was cut off by the sudden sound of harp music wafting through the area softly. It played a soothing, comforting melody that coaxed him into a state of contented peace. Zelda continued to hold onto him as Link let the pleasant music carry him away, until everything faded into the distance.
The gentle harp music continued to sound from somewhere nearby as Link finally regained full consciousness. The memories of what happened the last time he was awake hit him almost immediately, as did the shame, guilt and sorrow of what had happened. Zelda was gone, taken away by the mysterious and treacherous Veress and her followers to parts unknown. And all because he had been too weak to protect her at the most critical moment. And even more than that, the only reason that she had been taken captive was to save his life, even after he had almost killed her. The only upside to all of this was that he couldn't put her life in danger any more thanks to the unknown distance between them, even though his most recent dream, or nightmare rather, had unnerved him a great deal. Despite the fact that it had ended in comfort, the demon still intended to beckon him into corruption and he knew that if he did succumb to it, he would never be free again.
With a quiet moan, the hero slowly sat up, even though every inch of him felt like it was sore, especially his head. Looking around, he saw that he was lying on a mat within in an unfamiliar, mostly empty, dark room with no windows, the only source of light coming from a small candle not too far away. Link had no idea where he was or how he got there, but all he could really think about was the fact that he had no idea where to really start on saving Zelda, except for the one vague lead that his dream had given him.
"Ah..." a calm female voice said to him as the harp music suddenly stopped. "I see that you are finally awake..." A young woman who looked to be the same age as the hero emerged from the shadows of the room, giving him a stone cold expression. She was slender but tall, with delicate yet strong features. The top of her head was wrapped in clean, white cloth bandages, but a thick bang of golden blond hair stuck out from it and hung over one of her eyes. Her other eye was bright red and piercing, decorated with a tattoo of a white teardrop that ran down her cheek, coupled with the design of three triangle shaped eyelashes above it. She had a small scar on the lower side of her left cheek, adding to her harsh, yet mysterious appearance. A long blond braid ran down her back, wrapped with white ribbons and capped off at the end with a sharp, metal tip. She wore dark blue clothes and it was clear that they were reinforced with thin blue and orange armor, and hanging from her orange cloth belt was a set of large, similarly colored feathers. Based on the golden eye symbol that adorned her top, Link gathered that she was of the same tribe as the group that attacked him on the field and took Zelda away. Though he was inclined to lash out at her in anger for what her supposed brethren did to both of them, at same time, he didn't want to believe that she was evil. First of all, she bore an uncanny resemblance to Impa, whose help to both the hero and the girl had been invaluable during their fight against Demise and Ghirahim. Secondly, she held the Goddess's Harp near her side, showing that she had been the one who had been playing the gentle, soothing music that he had woken up to. And finally, whoever this young woman was, she had apparently saved him from Veress at the last second before she could land the final blow and not only that, it seemed as though she had brought him to this safe place, wherever it was, and tended to his wounds.
"Who are you?" Link asked, still examining her warily.
The girl's expression did not change, though her sharp scarlet eye seemed to shine in the low candle light. "I am Sheik," she said cryptically in her smooth voice. "I am the leader of the Sheikah tribe."
"Sheikah?" the hero asked suspiciously, glaring at her tightly. "You mean like the ones who captured Zelda?"
Sheik's one visible eye grew fierce and angry. "No," she said firmly. "The ones who attacked you and took her grace away have been disowned from our tribe for their rebellion. They are led by Veress, who incited greed and jealousy inside the hearts of many former, loyal warriors of our tribe, at least two hundred of them by now. They hold a strange, dark power, one that was crafted by the forbidden magic of our ancient ancestors. They can longer be called Sheikah... Those who are still loyal to the goddess call them the "Interlopers", for they have wrongly interfered in the safety of both this land and her grace, shifting the balance of both our tribe and the order of this land."
"What do you mean?" Link asked, confused about her last statement.
"The Sheikah are a tribe that dwells within the shadows," Sheik explained. "Our sole duty is to protect the goddess reborn in secret. Most of us are not supposed to even be seen by your kind. Because of the Interlopers however, it has become necessary to reveal ourselves to you... You might remember the great Impa... She was the matriarch of our tribe before me. When her duty to the goddess had been fulfilled and she passed on, I inherited the position as well as the duty of guarding the goddess in the event that her chosen hero fails to do so..." the Sheikah looked at the hero with slight contempt, though there was slight inner shame showing in her crimson eye.
Link wanted to argue with what she had just said, but he knew what she was implying was absolutely correct. He had failed Zelda in every sense of the word. The very thought made him wish that he could go back in time and keep this catastrophe from happening altogether, but it was too late to change what had already happened, as terrible as it had been. "So..." Link said to the Sheikah girl, looking to her solemnly. "I guess we both failed then, huh?"
Sheik's expression flashed with anger once more. "There's one thing you need to understand about me right now, hero," she said quietly and firmly, getting closer to him and looking him straight in the eyes. "If there's one thing I never do, its fail."
The hero couldn't keep himself from cracking a slight grin at this, much to the Sheikah's annoyance. "I used to think the same thing..." he said with both slyness and melancholy. "Until the first time I did... Since then, it seems like I've been doing nothing but failing..."
Sheik's gaze softened and she looked at him with understanding. "I... I am sorry..." she said, backing away and glancing down. "I have witnessed your recent trials lately, hero... or perhaps, considering the circumstances, I should call you Link... These past few days have been particularly hard for you... You have been struggling with something that no one else can see for some reason... What is it?"
The hero sighed and look away from her. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." he said morosely.
For the first time since their meeting, Sheik smiled, her expression still relaxed as she crossed her arms. "Well then, perhaps we should save it for another time," she said with slight amusement. "For now, I'm afraid that I have to leave you here for now, Link. You're still not finished recovering from your wounds and besides, I have to start scouting for clues about the location of the Interlopers and her grace."
Link stood hastily as Sheik started to head for the door of the room. "Wait," he said, ignoring the lingering ache of his head. "I'm going with you."
Sheik smirked again, letting out a slight laugh. "That's cute, hero-boy," she said rather flirtatiously. "But, no. I know that you want to save the goddess just as much as I do, but this task requires someone who is in full control of their senses, unlike you."
Link didn't let the remark sting as he continued to argue with her. "I'm going, whether you want me to or not," he said with resolve. "I promised Zelda that I would find her and I've never broken a promise that I've made to her before."
Despite the hero's firm determination, Sheik was equally as resilient. "You have no idea what you're up against!" she said as her grin faded. "Though Veress and her followers are banished from our tribe, they are still Sheikah in their blood and fighting style. You have never encountered warriors like them. They are crafty, deceptive and relentless. And if your failure in the field was any indication, then you will not be able to defeat them!"
"I don't care!" Link said, not letting her warning phase him in the slightest. "I don't need your permission to go help Zelda. Besides, you don't even know where to start looking for them and I do! I've saved her before without your help and I will do it again!"
Sheik glared viciously at him for a long moment before sighing in resignation. "You may be either the most stubborn person I've ever met," she said, giving him a sided glance. "Or you're the stupidest. I suppose that we will cover more ground if we work together... But I won't be responsible if you get yourself killed, got it?"
"Fair enough," the hero said with a slight smile, glad that he wouldn't have to start his search for Zelda alone. The help of the Sheikah leader would certainly be helpful in dealing with a group of rouge Sheikah.
"So," Sheik said, gathering her two weapons, a long wooden staff and a short, yet sharp knife. "Where do you suggest we begin?"
"Well..." Link said somewhat hesitantly. "It might sound crazy..."
"After everything I've seen over the years, nothing is crazy to me anymore," Sheik said with a clever grin.
The hero nodded, knowing that while he couldn't tell her about the first half of his dream, he knew that she would definitely believe him about the second half. "I was told in a dream that I needed to go get the Master Sword," he began, though Sheik almost immediately interrupt him.
"The Master Sword?" she questioned, raising an eyebrow at him. "What good is that going to do against the Interlopers?"
"Well, it does have the power to banish evil," Link said with a slight sarcastic grin. "And, it can also help us look for Zelda."
"How in the world can a sword of all things help us do that?" the Sheikah asked skeptically.
"Fi will help us," the hero said with a genunie smile, fondly remembering his former partner.
"Fi? Who's Fi?"
"She's the spirit who lives inside the Master Sword," he explained. "When Zelda went missing the first time, she helped me look for her all over the surface. She might be able to track Zelda and tell us where they've taken her."
Sheik still looked unconvinced about his plan but shrugged nonetheless. "Whatever you say," she said, starting to lead the way out of the door. "All I know is, we need to hurry before they harm the goddess. I have a basic knowledge of their intentions, but I do not know anything of their plans."
"And what are their intentions?" Link asked as Sheik led him down a dark, narrow hallway.
"They want recognition," the Sheikah said ominously, not turning to glance back at him. "They want Hylia to see them as her equals, while at the same time making her pay for what they believe to be a case of betrayal on her part. They wanted to stand against the demon king and defeat him in the name of the goddess to bring honor and glory to our tribe, but when you did it instead, they became bitter... They felt as though her grace had disregarded them and our entire tribe, when, in actuality, she saved us from a great slaughter. We never would have been able to fend off the might of the demon king, despite our numbers and skill. Hylia was wise to choose a hero, though whether or not her decision in choosing you was wise has yet to be seen..."
"I can do without the insults..." the hero frowned. "Are all of you Sheikah like this? Bitter and condescending?"
"Only the good ones," Sheik sent a sly wink back to him. "Why do you ask?"
"Because Impa treated me the same way when I first met her," Link said, remembering back to how she had admonished him harshly upon their initial meeting.
Sheik suddenly stopped in her tracks as she made it to the door at the end of the hallway, looking down and remaining silent for a long moment. "Impa..." she said quietly, sadness creeping into her tone, though she let out a soft laugh. "She was always like that I suppose, especially as she was training me..."
"She trained you?"
Sheik nodded. "Her younger self did, yes. She taught me everything I know, from fighting to magic. When she stepped through time to aid the goddess, she truly had a two-fold purpose in coming to this time: to guide the spirit maiden and to prepare me to take on the position of leader of the Sheikahs when she was gone. She saw potential in me, said that I had the 'eyes of truth', though I still don't know what she meant by that... Before she returned to her own time, she told me something that I'll never forget... she said that she was proud to have me as a descendant..." she smiled warmly at the memory. "Her older self also took me under her wing, practically raising me as her own. She was like a grandmother to me... Teaching me the ancient laws, customs, and legends passed down within our tribe... Always looking out for me... I felt lost when she passed, and often times, I still pine for her presence and guidance... But listen to me go on," she flashed a small smile back to Link. "I don't even know why I'm telling you all this..."
"Its fine," he smiled back, having genuinely enjoyed her interesting story. "After all, if I'm going to be teamed up with someone, I'd prefer to know a little more about them then just their name."
Sheik let out a small chuckle as she placed her hands on her hips. "Alright then," she said coyly. "What about you, hero-boy? I've told you my life story, so what about yours?"
"There isn't that much to tell," the hero said with a shrug. "I lived a normal life in the sky I guess, until Zelda was pulled down here and I came after her to bring her home."
"Short and simple, huh?" she asked with a smirk. "I like that. So if your life was so 'boring' and 'uninteresting' before, when did things finally start to get interesting for you?"
"I'd say around the time I found out that I was the chosen hero, I guess. And since then, things have been getting more and more interesting, though that isn't always a good thing..."
"I know what you mean..." Sheik sighed as she turned away from him once more to open the door in front of her. The door swung open to reveal a place that the hero had never seen before: from their position on a high balcony, an entire village seemed to spread out before them, filled with quaint homes and buildings surrounding a bustling circle. The residents of this town seemed to be solely Sheikahs, as they all shared the same red eyes and styles of clothing. Surrounding the village on all sides seemed to be walls of mountains, making it appear as though it was built within a small valley.
"What is this place?" Link asked, amazed that he had never seen this village before during his travels across the surface.
"This is Kakariko Village," Sheik explained, scanning the area protectively. "It is my home and home to pretty much all of the Sheikah tribe. Impa built it in the ancient days when the goddess sent your kind to live in the sky and we have lived here ever since. It is hidden away from the outside world, and only Sheikahs are capable of finding the entrance. It is our safe haven, where we raise our young and train them to serve the goddesses. It is a sight that very few outsiders will ever see, so I must ask you to keep its existence a secret to everybody, Link... You are the first non-Sheikah who has been to this village in centuries and the only reason I brought you here was to treat your wounds. Do you promise to keep its existence hidden?"
"Yes," the hero said with sincerity. "I promise."
"Thank you," Sheik smiled as she began to lead him down a few sets of ladders to get to the ground of the village. "Now come with me. I have a way for us to get to the Sealed Temple quickly. Kakariko Village is tucked away in the mountains near Eldin Volcano, and on foot it would be a day's trip back to Faron going through the fields." Sheik stopped her explanation for a moment as she led him to a large building near what looked to be the village's gate. "That is why we shall travel like this."
She swung the large doors of the building to reveal a room filled with strange animals that Link had never seen before. They were large, four-legged creatures, with hooves on each foot and long necks. Each of the many animals that stood within their own respective stalls within the room were of a different color and many of them wore leather saddles on the backs, apparently meaning that they were intended to be ridden.
"What are these things?" Link asked in confusion, examining their appearances somewhat warily.
"What?" Sheik asked with annoyance, believing his question to be rather ignorant. "You don't have horses up in the sky?"
"No..." he said, watching as the Sheikah put a hand out to stroke one of the horses on the top of its head. The creature made a soft, contented wicker and Sheik smiled at it briefly before continuing her walk down the line. "But we have Loftwings..."
"What in the world is a Loftwing?" Sheik asked, just as equally confused as he had just been.
"They're large birds that we use to fly around the sky," Link explained. "Do you ride these... horses, too?"
"Of course we do!" Sheik snapped, finally arriving at her horse, which was of a shadowy grey color. "Come here," she said, using a finger to beckon to the hero. "Pet it," she commanded, though he was hesitant to touch the unfamiliar creature. "Just do it!" she growled, growing impatient with him and grabbing his hand to force him to stroke it. The horse reacted calmly to his touch, allowing him to get familiarized with its tame manner. "See?" Sheik asked with a soft grin when she noticed the childlike smile on Link's face. "They're not that bad... And I even have a horse of your very own prepared for you." Sheik nodded to the stall that was next to the one which her horse was in. The horse that stood within this stall was a majestic creature, reddish-brown in color, with a clean, white maine and tail and a strong and study build. The hero stared at the horse as she gazed back at him with her large, dark eyes. "This," Sheik said, giving the horse a pat on the side of her neck. "Is Epona. One of the finest horses we Sheikah own. Her name is ancient Sheikah for 'noble steed'. It took some doing for me to get her for you, but I figured that you'd be stubborn enough to want to come with me and so I had her readied for you so you wouldn't hold me back. I should warn you that she's a little wild. I wasn't expecting you to have no prior experience with horses, after all. But she should be gentle on a first-timer, especially someone whose spent their life riding around on giant birds."
Sheik flashed him another sly grin as she went over to her own steed and slipped on it with ease. Link watched her closely the entire time so he would know what to do. Pushing aside any final reservations about getting on the horse, he slowly approached Epona, who didn't seem to be bothered by his presence at all. And, after establishing an initial trust between them by giving her a soft stroke on her side, the hero climbed onto the horse's back with little trouble. During the entire process, Epona remained very calm and tranquil, as if she completely trusted him, despite the fact that the two of them first met.
"Well," Sheik mused as she glanced over at Link seated on Epona's back properly. "I have to say that for a beginner, you certainly got that quick. You even look a bit more heroic on a horse... So, are you finally ready?"
"To help Zelda?" the hero asked, determination and resolve filling him. "Of course I am. Let's go."
Sheik said nothing but simply smiled with confidence as she pushed her horse forward, leading the way out of the stable. Link watched how she controlled her horse and copied her movements as the two of them started to leave the village, eventually getting used to how Epona moved and steered, finding it to be not that different from guiding a Loftwing. But gradually, as they left the village and passed through what seemed to be an invisible rock wall to get out onto the field once more, his thoughts eventually drifted back to Zelda. Though his mission to save her seemed clear, he still had his doubts about whether or not he actually could do it. Firstly, he was still anxious about falling into corruption and, as his dream had made clear to him, there was no simple way to stop it now, if there was any way to stop it at all. Who would save Zelda if he really did succumb? Secondly, he had failed against Veress and her gang before and what was really stopping him from failing again, with less fortunate results? If Sheik hadn't come along to save him when she did, Veress would have most likely ended up killing him, leaving no one to help Zelda. But perhaps this was a task that he didn't have to take on alone. Sheik seemed to be just as determined as he was to help the goddess, and she had knowledge of their enemy that he didn't. It was true that she appeared to underestimate him and that she was quite headstrong, like he was, but at a dire time like this, Link had a feeling that he would appreciate her help later on. He was already grateful to her for what she had already done for him and he didn't really have any reservations about trusting her. And perhaps if the leader of the Sheikahs and the hero of the goddess worked together, then defeating the Interlopers and rescuing the goddess wouldn't be such an insurmountable task after all.
Ok! So I gotta admit, this chapter was so fun to write! I was totally engrossed in writing the dynamics of emotions in the beginning and then the dialogue between Link and Sheik was just a blast to come up with! And if you liked that, then don't worry, there will be plenty more later on! But for the next chapter, I think we should check up on Zelda, yeah? Alright then, so PLEASE REIVEW THIS TIME PEOPLE! And, if you just forgot to leave a review for the last chapter, then feel free to do back and give that one a review too! To quote a certain favorite flamboyant Zelda villain of mine, it would just FILL my heart with RAINBOWS! XD hahaha anyway, Until Next Time!