Chap. 3
Of Courage and Wisdom
The Hero was dressed in a green tunic, a shield and sword strapped to his back. Blond hair burst of out of the front of the long green cap he wore on his head. His young face was short and pointed; so were the ears on the side of his head. His eyes narrowed, as they looked upon the creatures before him. They appeared to be terrified of him, yet they would not give any ground. Slowly, the Hero walked to them, his weapons jingling at his back. Stopping, he pointed at the head Stalfos. "You do not belong in this world." He said, in a voice that was only that of a boy, yet held the weight of a king. "Return to your master, or I shall send you back to him." The Stalfos looked at one another nervously, but finally, one of them gathered himself and came to the front. "Do you believe you can?" it asked, in a voice straight from the grave. "You were the Hero of Time long ago. You have grown soft. You cannot beat us alone."
The Hero's only reaction was a smile. His arms went behind his, and in one deft motion, he drew his sword and shield. Holding them out before his, he assumed a defensive stance. At this, Neuron hissed to Nightstalker, "Is he crazy? We can barley fight those things, and there are eleven of us. What chance could he have?" He was sadly right; most of the Titans and B.R.A.T.S were either injured, or held in thrall by the demons. But the Elemental gave no response. He only watched, as the Stalfos and Re-Dead began to gather around the Hero. The head Stalfos raised his sword, and attempted to rally the monsters; "We are many, and he is but one! What chance can he have?" This seemed to give the monsters reason to fight, but from the Hero, it only inspired laughter. The Stalfos roared in anger, "You mock your own doom?!" "No," the Hero replied. "I mock yours." Suddenly, a long chain wrapped around the Stalfos' sword and wrenched it to the ground. Before it could react, it suddenly grabbed its chest and fell to the ground, collapsing into a cloud of dust. The heroes gasped; the Hero only grinned. Bending down, he reached into the pile, and pulled out a long pair of needles. Holding them out, he said, "You don't really think I came alone, do you?" he asked. Suddenly, another figure leapt out from behind a building. Flipping in the air, it landed on its hands and knees, then rose up. This time, even the Re-Dead were taken back. This figure was dressed in blue and white rags. On it's chest was and eye-like emblem, stenciled in red. Its face was wrapped up, save for one red eye, and the tufts of blond hair that came from the top of its head. It walked to the Hero's side. The two of them looked each other in the eye, then the Hero let out a shrill battle cry, and together they charged.
To say that the Titans and B.R.A.T.S were impressed by their allies' fighting skills would be an understatement. The two figures cut through the attacking hordes like they were not even there. The Hero's sword sang time and time again, as the Stalfos became reduced to piles of bone dust. The Red-Eye's chains and needles flew out endlessly, adding to the piles. The Re-Dead were even less of a problem. Whenever he came across them, the Hero effortlessly sheathed his sword and drew out his bow, blasting arrows left and right. Some of those arrows hit the Re-Dead and they burst into flames; others disappeared in a burst of light. Then, noticing the predicament that the Titans and B.R.A.T.S were in, both Heroes turned their attention to the hordes attacking them.
Starfire stood over Robin's unconscious body, blasting away at anything that came near them. Behind her, Polar was holding up Bartman's bleeding body and attempting to fight his way through the hordes. But both heroes were getting tired, and the monsters showed no signs of stopping. "Man, where's a miracle when you need one?" Polar murmured as he blasted yet another monster. But he received his answer a moment later, when a pair of fiery arrows eliminated a pair of monster above him, and a blast of shadowfire and lightning eliminated even more. Nightstalker and Neuron leapt into the fray and began to fight alongside their friends. "Come on!" Nightstalker yelled, as his sword sang again and again. "There's chance now!" However, it was one that became surprisingly quick. As Starfire shot down the last Re-Dead, the heroes slowly realized that the monsters were gone. As they were re-joined by the others, Nightstalker knelt down and healed those who were injured. Then he turned his attention to the two new figures.
The Heroes turned. Nightstalker stood before them, his sword within his hands. Without hesitation, he walked over to the Hero. Stopping, he looked the green-clad figure right in the eye. Suddenly, the shadowfire whirled around him, and his armor disappeared. Brett knelt on one knee before the Hero, and held up his sword to him in homage. The Hero smiled and replied, "Rise Nightstalker, you don't need to bow before me." Looking surprisingly humble, the bat stood back up. Red-Eye then asked him, "Where are the other Knights?" "Well, we kinda needed a break from one another, so we split up." Brett replied. At that, the Heroes' expressions darkened considerably. "That was a bad thing wasn't it?" he asked. "Do you have any way to contact them?" asked Red-Eye. The bat shook his head. "What's happened?" he asked. "Obviously one of yours has gotten out, and if he can do all this, then we've got some serious shit on our hands. What do we do?"
Suddenly, Beast Boy yelled, "Well, you could tell US what's going on!" Brett turned around, noticed that his friends were all standing there, and sheepishly replied, "Yeah, that's probably not a bad idea." Turning to face them, he gestured to the Hero. "Guys, this is Link, Hero of Time, Wielder of the Master Sword, and Bearer of the Triforce of Courage." Gesturing to Red-Eye, he continued. "And this is Sheik, Survivor of the Sheikahs." Then, he faced the newly named heroes and began a new set of introductions. "This is my new team the WILDB.R.A.T.S; Bartman, the Scarlet Whimpernel, Neuron, Polar, and Heatstrike. And these are the Teen Titans, guardians of Jump City; Robin, Starfire, Raven, Cyborg, and Beast Boy." "Good to meet you all." Link said warmly. "We're going to need a lot of help for this one." Link began to explain what was going on. However, Raven and Starfire were having another, less important to the world at large, conversation. "Look at his hair, is it not beautiful?" Starfire said dreamily. Raven just answered, "I wasn't looking at his hair." However, neither one realized they were speaking out loud, which was made clear to them by Cyborg and Neuron's barely contained giggles. "Man, I hope we don't act like this around the opposite sex." The speedster managed to get out. However, his words were overheard by Brett, who raised his hand for Link to stop. Then turning to Sheik he asked, "If you wouldn't mind your highness?" Sheik shook his head. Turning back to the others, he said, "I almost forgot, there is one more introduction to make." As he spoke, Sheik suddenly began to spin around, and became covered in a green energy. It faded quickly, causing the heroes to gasp. Sheik had been replaced by a beautiful woman, dressed in a purple and pink dress. Her long, honey-blond hair hung down her back, and when she smiled, it seemed to light up the world. "Ladies and gentlemen, Zelda, Princess of Hyrule, Sage of Destiny, and Bearer of the Triforce of Wisdom." Said Brett. Cyborg and Neuron didn't hear him of course; they were busy drooling onto the ground.
"Sorry to interrupt, Link." "No problem. Now, like I was saying, according to the Sages, this break his been caused by something that is of Hyrule and not of Hyrule." At first, this drew a blank look on everyone's face, but slowly, comprehension dawned on Brett's. "You don't mean…. him?" he asked. "Sadly we do." Zelda replied. "Majora has escaped." "Hold on, hold on." Robin suddenly spoke, stepping in between them. "Look, no one has any idea what you're talking about. Can you please explain this to us?" Link nodded, and began to tell the tale.
