When the dark finally resolved itself, Zelda and Link found themselves looking at a door, a few plants to their left, and a deku flower beneath them. Link didn't see the colorful forms such as the Deku scrubs, Zoras, Gorons, or even the ocarina. All he saw was darkness.

A huge spotlight was shining on the floor just in front of them. That is where the skull kid used to be.

"Are we there?" asked Zelda, uncertain.

"I think so." Link said.

"Does any of this seem familiar to you?"

"A little bit. I remember the door. And there was a fairy. I can't remember her name though…..Tat….Tan…..Tatl…Tatl…Yes that's it! It was Tatl!"

"A fairy, here? That's interesting."

"Come on, I want to show you the town." Link pulled Zelda's arm and walked to the other side of the door, into a short hallway. There was a hole in the ground with a bunch of deku flowers on the bottom.

"How do we get across?" asked Zelda, looking into the hole.

"Well, last time I was here, I used those deku flowers and flew across. But with you here, I guess we'll have to find another way." Link scratched his head.

"Why do we just climb? I can use my chain, tie it around something, throw it up there, and we can climb to the other side."

"What a great idea, Zelda." Link and Zelda hopped down the big steps and over to the other side. Link took out his sword and Zelda tied her white chain around it. Link thrust the sword up and it planted in the ground. Zelda tugged on the chain a few times to make sure it was secure. When it was, she climbed up and over the ledge. Link followed.

In the next room, however, there was a huge abyss where only a few platforms rose out of the ground. "Now how are we supposed to cross this?" asked Zelda.

"I don't know." Link said. "I really don't know…."

The inside of the Spirit Temple's inside was all in shambles. Rocks were everywhere. The outside didn't look too different, but the inside's is what counts, not only for people. A pile of rocks were lumped together on top of Tarron. When he regained conscience, he used his powers to move the rocks away from him. He coughed at the rock dust and rubbed bits of sand out of his eyes.

He shook pieces of rock out of his hair by shaking his hair. His face was covered with dirt and had small cuts on it. He stood up and looked around at the damage he had done. Slowly. He was frightened at this. At something he had done.

"Fuck……." He said to himself in awe. "Did…I do this…"

He looked down at his shaking hands. He closed them up and remembered what that Zelda Princess girl did. She saved him, despite what he did to her.

He ran out the temple, as if desperate to find that woman. He saw footprints in the sand, leading out of the desert colossus.

It didn't take long for Tarron to follow the footsteps out.

The Tiger walked with a limp, using his zanbatou as support, back to Kakariko Village. A sense of sadness was looming in the air above him. He wondered why. When he finally made his way up the large stairs, he knew.

Everyone was gone. No one was outside doing their usual chores and errands. The Tiger looked around every corner, in every house, even his own, and store. There were no people to speak of. He heard soft sobs far away. Judging by how he heard them, he knew they were really loud. As he walked over to the cuccos' pen, the sobs grew louder. It was then he realized that it was coming from the graveyard. All the villagers were gathered around in a huge circle, crying.

Upon entering the place, people turned around and stopped sobbing at the sight of Tiger. His badly burned and scarred face. People stared at him, but the Tiger did not know why. He hadn't seen what he looked like since the attack.

Ignoring the stares, he asked calmly, "What's going on here."

The villagers knew him by the sound of his voice. When they did, they began sobbing again and turned around again. "What happened?" The Tiger asked impatiently.

When he found out he was not getting an answer, he pushed through the crowd and found a newly dug grave. The tombstone reading:

"Here lies Shiori Hyla, as sister, a daughter, a legacy."

When the Tiger read the name, his face was expressionless. His eyes watered and his face became grim.

"It was the disease. There was nothing we could do," said the woman beside him. The blackness of their clothing reminded him of despair.

The Tiger stood up and faced the villagers, who seemed to not have gotten over his damaged face. "What were her last words?" asked the Tiger.

"I gave it to him," said another woman, "That's all. We don't know what it meant."

"I do….." said the Tiger, as he ran back to his house.

He opened the door and looked around the house for the small piece of metal. It was nowhere to be found. This was not unexpected. He guessed Shiori gave Link the magical metal while he was gone, and he guessed right.

He looked at the shattered mirror, his doing when he was mad a long time ago, and could not see his self. The mirror was so damaged there was no way to see anything. He closed his eyes. Then he smelled something familiar. That unforgettable scent…..Zelda's Perfume! "They were here," the Tiger said to his self, "They must've killed her!"

The Tiger looked down at the table where he figured Link sat down. "Link…..I will find you….." he said it quietly at first, then shouted, "You will die!"

He stormed out of the house and slammed the door so hard behind him it made large cracks on the walls beside it.

Zelda followed Link through the corridor that twisted, into an underground place with a spinning wheel in front of them.

"Link, I can't believe what a great idea that was. How did you come up with such and idea to get us through there?" asked Zelda.

"Well, I don't want to bore you with the details, but I'll say this, I just relaxed and took it slow. And eventually, I was able to find a reasonable way to get us across." Link said, modestly.

They walked up the ramp and up to the large double doors. Link stopped in his tracks as they made their way toward the doors. "I remember this place." He said, "But at the same time, I don't."

"What do you mean, Link?" asked Zelda, turning around.

""I remember being here, but I don't remember what happened here. You know what I mean?"

"A little. That's why I keep a diary. Any memory, good or bad, is still special to me."

"Link nodded in agreement. "Let's go."

The bright lights of being in the dark so long nearly blinded Zelda. The little town was new to Link as well as Zelda.

Some things were still in his mind, but most was just a blur. "Let's get a room." Link said.

Zelda's expression went from happy, to confused and petrified, "What!"

"Not like that. I mean, if we're staying here for a while, why not have a "home base"."

"Oh. I thought you meant…."

"Meant what?"

"Never mind."

Link led Zelda to the Stock Pot Inn. Not much had changed on the outside. When Link opened the door, he saw that the inside hadn't either. He walked up to the desk. There was no one there. Link caught glimpse of the kitchen and saw a huge flame come up. After that, Kafei came out, now a tall handsome man, with black smoke all over his face.

Link concluded that he was trying to teach Anju how to cook, and by the looks of it, wasn't going well either.

"Teaching her to flambé, huh?" asked Link, in a humorous way.

"Very funny, smart guy." Answered Kafei, "She's really trying, it's just that…it's hard, you know?"

"Well, on to business, we would like a room."

"Ok. Name?" Kafei looked up and recognized Link's hat. "Green hat boy?"

Link turned to face Kafei in a more serious way. "No one's ever called me that since…."

"Since you were here. You're Link, are you not?"

Link nodded, "Yes. Yes I am." How could he have forgotten that?

"Anju! Come here! Quick!"

Anju came out from the kitchen, wearing a blue dress with a long sleeved shirt under it. He green apron was stained with food and burned. "What is it?" she asked.

"Look who's come for a visit." Kafei presented Link.

Anju squinted her eyes. "Who?"

"The boy who saved our marriage and our lives."

"Leek?"

"Link." Link corrected her.

"Oh yeah. Link the hero of our world! How nice to see you again."

"Yes. It has been long, hasn't it?"

"So, I see you got married, too. You're very lucky, miss." Kafei said.

"Oh no, we're not married. I'm already engaged," said Zelda, sending the happy atmosphere into sadness. Link twitched. He wished she hadn't have said that.

Kafei and Anju exchanged a look. "Room for two?" they asked, simultaneously.

"That would be fine," said Zelda.

Anju looked in the reservation book, which seemed to be on only page two since Link last saw it. "Well, luckily, there was a cancellation. You're in the knife chamber. Here's the key."

Link took the key and walked upstairs to the small room. The room had certainly improved since last time. The two beds had white sheets and blankets. The table had a beautiful decorative tablecloth, with a little vase and roses on top. The fireplace was cleaned out of all the soot and there was not a bug in sight.

"Nice room," said Zelda, breaking the silence.

"It's a lot better since I saw it last," said Link.

"What exactly have you done here? People are calling you their hero. You're mine because you've saved my life, more times than I can count. But why are you theirs?"

"Sit down Zelda. I've got a lot to tell you."

Personal note from author:

Again I must apologize with the delay of the chapter. Not much excitement in this one, but I can tell you now, it will get really really really good in the next chapter. You will tell by the title. It should be out in around very soon. Not even a week away. So please leave a review and read Ikana Dynasty. Thank you again for reading.

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