Prologue

   "'It's your turn for watch duty, Boomer.  You're one of our most important operatives, Boomer.  You're the only one we can count on, Boomer'.  What a crock!"

   "Ah, stop complaining.  Things could be worse."

   "Yeah?  Well, if they do get worse, I'll be the first to know, 'cause I'm on STUPID WATCH DUTY AGAIN!"

   Rocky punched Boomer's arm to silence him.  "Shut up!  You want the boss to hear?"

   Boomer sighed in dejection.  "No, of course not.  It's just that I've been with the Resistance since the beginning…"

   "It only started a few months ago…"

   "…And I think it's high time I got some real responsibilities, like helping with the raids and stuff like that, not just sitting her on my ass doing nothing!"

   Rocky just chuckled and shook his head.  "How you landed your girlfriend with that mouth, I'll never know."

   "My point is," Boomer went on impatiently, "Is that if we're gonna beat Ganon, then we're gonna need every able-bodied young man out there!  Me and you, my friend…we're able-bodied enough for the whole group."

   "If you say so, Boomer."

   Apparently satisfied with his rant, Boomer fell silent.  It was a clear night, and the stars shone brightly above them.  Boomer wished that he could be with his girlfriend right now.  Ever since the resistance to Ganon's rule had started, they'd been seeing less and less of each other, what with him always on watch duty and her running supplies for the group.  And the fact that her sister was still trapped in the city…

   "Y'know," Rocky said, snapping him from his reverie, "Remember when we were kids, and we used to run around the streets, looking for 'adventures'?  How we used to pride ourselves on being the toughest, bravest gang in the city?"

   "Considering we were only eight years old and the only other gang was a bunch of girls, that wasn't really saying much.  But yeah, I remember."

   "Well, we finally found our adventure," Rocky continued, "But it doesn't seem as fun as it should be.  What with Socks, Blimp, and Wheezy still locked in the city, not to mention almost everybody else…well, adventuring just seems like a lot of hard work."

   Boomer didn't reply.  He just nodded his head.  Those same thoughts had been running through his mind ever since Ganon and his army sprung upon them.  He had always imagined adventures to be searching for buried treasure, or rescuing damsels in distress, like in the stories his dad would tell him as a kid.  After seeing what adventures really brought—death, sorrow, and pain—he was beginning to wish life would return to its dull, boring regime.

   But thinking like that for long wasn't in Boomer's nature.  Straightening his shoulders, he turned to his best friend and said, "Hey, the gang may be split, but that doesn't mean we're beat.  We may have been young, but we were the biggest hell-raisers that city had ever seen.  I guarantee that Socks and the others are doing their best on their side of the wall.  As long as we hold up our end, they'll be out in no time!"

   "Weren't you the one just complaining about only ever being on watch duty?" Rocky pointed out.  Boomer stared at him as if he had just said the stupidest thing in history, so he sighed and said, "Preach on, Boomer bro."

   "Thank you.  The B.G. Boys may be a lot of things, but we're not quitters!  We'll fight to the end!" He was on his feet now, caught up in the frenzy of his own words.  "We will triumph!  We will succeed!  The oceans will roll and the stars shall sing, on this, our INDEPENDENCE DAY!"

   No sooner had he finished when a loud crack of thunder shook the skies, followed by a bright flash of light.  Boomer and Rocky looked up in the sky just in time to see a burning ball of light come plummeting to the earth at a magnificent speed.  The ball struck the ground some distance off, close to the city far off on the horizon.  Boomer and Rocky steadied themselves as they felt the shockwaves of the impact resonate to their position.

   "Son of a…" Boomer gasped as he and Rocky froze in shock.  Once he regained control of his legs, and turned around and sprinted down the hill towards their base.  "C'mon Rocky!  We gotta get the others and find out what that was!"

   "It's too far!" Rocky called, following close behind.  "We'll never get there before Ganon's soldier's do!"

   "Doesn't' matter!  We still gotta try!"

   "Boomer!" Rocky grabbed his friend's shoulder and pulled him to a halt.  "Think about this.  Ganon's boys have probably already picked that thing up.  If we get everyone to chase after it, we'll be walking right into their hands!  We gotta go talk to the boss; he'll know what to do."

   Boomer looked as if he were about to argue, but then saw the logic in Rocky's argument.  "Alright," he conceded.  "We'll talk to him before we tell anybody what we saw.  They'll probably just think it was an earthquake or something anyway."  The continued back to the base at a regular pace, both deep in thought.  "What do you think that was?" Boomer asked.

   Rocky looked back over his shoulder, though the hill obscured his view.  He turned to his friend.  "I don't know," he replied, "But I think your stars may be singing."