Tulip-Jin: @_@

Yami Tulip-Jin: Oh great, I _told_ her not to stay up _all_night_ watching that show...

Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: Rawwr? Rawr rawr raaawwwwrrrr? (Huh? You mean the one with the half-demon guy?)

Yami TJ: Yep, and I don't see what's so great about him anyway.

Chibi Red Eyes: Rawwwwwr rawr rawr rawr rrraawwwrr rawr? (Weren't you the one screaming, 'YOU KILLEE HIM DEAD!' during every _single_ fighting scene?)

Yami TJ: _ I couldn't help it - That giant sword was so AWESOME! Hmm, I wonder where I can get me one of those...

Chibi Red Eyes: -_-;; Rawr... (Sigh...)

Disclaimer: Go look at the last eleven chapters, oh yea of little faith

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Once everyone was calm and dry, they got to business. Link told Zelda about the Other Hyrule, and she wanted to go help them.

"Zelda? Don't. You won't be able to do anything, he _said_ as much."

Then they tried to figure out how to stop Ganondorf. Link had yet to share his speculations on Ganondorf's sleep-induced mumblings, because he knew they wouldn't be taken seriously.

"Do you think we should talk to Rosa?" Lace asked. "She is in charge of Surbrosia, isn't she?"

Link laughed at that statement.

"Nope, she's just a celebrity. No one person rules Surbrosia. She just says she's in charge because she's their greatest celebrity and everyone else worships the dirt she walks on. All Surbrosians know of the powers of the Golem Stone, but most are too shy aboveground to say anything."

"We should ask all of them, then. We sent them to Goron City."

"Okay, then…we'll go this way."

Link lead them through a opening in the wall, and suddenly they were in an unused room of Goron City. As she looked back, Zelda saw the opening disappear. The group made their way down to Darunia's room, where a young Goron stopped them.

"Hey, you guys can't - oh wait. Hi Uncle Link!"

"Hey Link. We need to see Rosa and her friends."

"You guys better have tunics! They insisted on going to the crater. Don't worry, Daddy fixed the bridge."

As they made their way down the next corridor, the others had one question.

"_UNCLE_?"

"He's Darunia's kid. He named him after me, and since Darunia and I are Sworn Brothers…"

He shrugged, stopping right in front of the big statue in the room. It had been pulled out and a terrific heat was coming from behind it. Lace pulled on her Goron Tunic while Zelda turned into Sheik. If Link was wearing his tunic it was completely hidden under his big cloak. They walked right through the tunnel.

"Man, it's hotter than ever!" Navi yelped before seeking refuge under Lace's tunic.

Death Mountain was very active. It wasn't going to erupt, but the lava was very high and spurts kept shooting up. A short walk down the repaired, fire proof bridge revealed a rather large gaggle of Surbrosians shipping lava from place to place.

"Hey Link!" Rosa scurried up. "It's just like home. Did you find it?"

"Yes, he has it. He's wearing it around his neck on a string."

Rosa pouted before remembering the cup of lava she was holding.

"We can make a vacation place here!"

She giggled as she slurped the lava.

"The stuff in the Temple's even better!"

As Rosa wandered off, Sheik whispered, "Did she just-"

"Yep. They eat lava the way Gorons eat rocks."

As his friends went to explore the setup the Surbrosians had created, Link wandered over to his friend Cane.

"I take it there's an entrance under the magma?" Link asked amicably.

"Yes. I know we should have asked, but…"

"Don't worry about it. Surbrosians will live aboveground eventually. This is merely the beginning."

Cane giggled under his hood.

"I hope the Sage of Fire doesn't mind guided tours in his Temple!"

"I think you'd better talk Rosa out of that one."

Link and Cane sat down apart from the group. While Link stared at the rolling mass of melted rock, Cane filled him in on the true destructive powers of the Golem Stone. It was all part of an ancient legend.

//The Golem Stone was formed in the fiery birth of the worlds. Every world's fire was part of the Stone, and thus it controlled all Fire. Not just the flames like on a candle, but the deep Fire that is the heart of every world.

When the Chosen One wields the stone, the fires they will control shall bring a time of paradise. But before the Stone find it's true master it will give it's power's freely.

When one uses the Stone, it will give them powers to do whatever they wish. A wielder may use this gift for good, and a time of prosperity and peace shall befall them. If an evil one wields the Golem Stone, the chaos they will unleash shall destroy all.

The gods and goddesses, knowing this, hid the Stone for the Chosen One and blessed a race to watch over it. They were the Surbrosians, a secret, hidden people.

They laid the Stone in the fires of Vulia-Cuin, and it formed the basis of their world. They told no one of the Stone, for fear it might be taken.

Only the power of a True force wielder could stop the forces of chaos unleashed by an evil wielder, but such a person shall not come to pass for generations yet. So is the truth passed down by those blessed by the Fires…//

"Wow," was all Link had to say.

That little bit of history seemed to have been misplaced by the Sheikah.

"Don't worry," Cane said knowingly. "No one outside Surbrosia has ever heard this tale. You and your friends are the first," and Link realized that Sheik and Lace were sitting next to them.

"But I must warn you, please don't tell anyone this unless it's their right to know."

Cane got up and went back to shipping lava.

As they wandered back to the exit, Lace noticed a tiny disc on the ground. It was a reddish silver color, and inscribed on it was a shape - a tiny circle with three curving lines extending from it.

Each line had three symbols. On one was the symbol of forest, another line had water, and the third line carried fire.

Lace didn't know the other markings, so she tucked her find into her pack and forgot about it.

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