Wow. Has it been forever or what? One day, as I wasn't lost off in the sky somewhere, I thought, what the 'ell! This fic an't going nowhere if I don't get off me lazy butt and get it done! You all probably have figured out the retarded mystery by now, so I'll just… Try to work this chapter out to where it actually fits in with the scatterbrained mystery. O-o;

Link awoke with a headache from hell pounding at his skull. He shook his head groggily, still dazed, waiting for his eyes to focus in. He wasn't in a chamber, or a cell. He wasn't even tied up. He was resting face-up on the pearly white sands of Great Bay, the crystalline water rushing around his limp form. Forgetting his pain, he scrambled up and drew his bow, which, surprisingly, was lying right at his side. He felt at his shoulders, only to find his quiver and all of his arrows were still in place, as well as his shield. To top all of that, his sword was still tied at his side.

That's… Odd… He thought, rubbing the back of his head, where a large lump had arisen where he was struck. And was that Kafei…?

Link spun around, eyeing the water warily as though expecting to see someone aiming a bow at him from its depths. Who exactly was his attacker? His first thought was that it was an old friend of the past, Kafei; he'd spoken the name out of shock before he was thwacked. But there was one difference: Kafei wouldn't have been swimming around in some black, murky water, shooting arrows at him and knocking him out. Link knew that whatever it was, it had definitely meant him harm. But then why hadn't it just got it all done with and killed him on the spot?… And why in all the Goddess's names did it look like the Mayer's son?

Sighing, he tossed these thoughts aside. What did it matter now? He was alive, but it was obvious that the Sages had failed to find him. What were they doing? They could have easily found him if he was out in the open all this time. The only areas they would have had trouble locating him in are dungeons, temples, and chambers.

And, Link thought, I highly doubt I was in any of those places. If I was, I would have been disarmed, chained, and behind bars next to some skeleton.

He strung his bow over his shoulder and started up the beach, trudging heavily through the sand. What a lovely day at the beach, He thought wryly, spitting sand out of his mouth, sand all over in my clothes with sunburns like hellfire to boot.

But it wasn't the horrific sunburns that were prickling at his skin. His hackles had unconsciously risen on end, his muscles had tensoned, and his ears were straining for sound. Warning signs. Something was very, very wrong with this place… One glance to the left and he understood why.

The ship had landed here, and huge, heavy tracks gouged into the soft sand, leading towards Turmina.

…Oh crap.

"I FOUND HIM!"

Saria shrieked into the emptiness of the Chamber of Sages, waving her arms and jumping excitedly up and down. "I'VE FOUND HIM! I'VE FOUND LINK! HE'S BACK AT GREAT BAY!"

"We're not DEAF! We can HEAR YOU!" Impa shouted, appearing suddenly by her side with a glare on her face. Saria flinched. This type of sharpness usually came from Nabooru, but never from Impa. The older woman had a frustrated expression upon her face, and her arms were folded across her chest, red eyes narrowed. But, upon seeing Saria's shock, her expression softened a tad and she explained through clentched teeth, "I am sorry. I was up for two nights straight, and I really need to sleep."

Saria shrugged, frowning sadly. She had been snapped at a lot since the teleporting mishap, and was used to it by then. "I understand. We've all been up late."

The others arrived promptly afterwards. Magol, as usual, was slow on arriving. "Sorry," He grunted, appearing minuets after Ruto, "I'm still trying to get these Sage things down…"

"Where did you say he was, Saria?" Zelda said calmly, though her eyes were fixed on Impa, who'd become quite cross again.

"Great Bay, of Termina. I found him lying unconscious on the shore." Answered Saria, looking carefully down at her green shoes, flushing as she usually did when everyone's attention was on her.

"How long ago?" Questioned Magol.

"Five minuets."

"Okay then!" Rauru clapped his large hands together, smiling, "Good! Now, before he takes off somewhere like I know he would, I want Nabooru and Magol to warp there and bring him back into this chamber as soon as possible."

Magol was briefly shocked at being randomly asked to go and fetch the Legendary Hero of Time out of a foreign land, but did not hesitate to fallow Nabooru out of the Chamber and into the daylight. They went soaring across Hyrule's skies, towards the far west, where Great Bay stretched along the ocean.

"Alright, I didn't have much of a problem with the whole Evil-Dock-with-the-Killer-Army-of-Moblins ordeal, but chasing them down... Now that's where my patience runs thin." Said Link to the empty air, clenching his fists and trudging towards the gate that separated Great Bay from Termina Fields.

He quickly slowed his pace, however, once he realized that everything was much too quiet to be natural. Not a bird dotted the sky, and absolutely nobody was outside. That'd be natural if the whole land's just been struck with a gigantic, completely random assault. He reasoned, but that did not calm his nerves. Something here didn't seem right… Like he was about to be ambushed. On instinct, he drew his sword and shield, straining his senses, until finally he heard exactly what he'd been expecting.

The unmistakable sounds of soft, moblin grunts and shifting chain mail reached his sharp ears, and air held faint traces of the revolting odor the beasts carried. A small smirk curled his lips. They, or at least some of them, were waiting to ambush him right behind the large gates blocking his path. And a few more, he guessed, were just beyond the city walls.

Ah. They're so brainless it's almost poignant.

He sheathed his sword again and effortlessly stalked to the left wall, just off the path, scaling the steep ascent as easily as though he were climbing a small hill. Once he was safely on top, he crept over to the edge of the rock, peering down at the moblins huddled behind the gate. This was going to be a piece of cake.

Slowly, he set an arrow into his bow and drew back, aiming carefully for one of the swine's heads. He released, and it hit right on target. Squealing and clutching at its bleeding skull, the moblin leapt to his feet, crashing into the others as it ran wildly about, half-dead. Link swiftly drew another arrow, then another, aiming all the while at the confused moblins below.

He was unaware of the threat that came from behind. By the time he'd sensed the presence of another and turned around to face it, the steel tip of the spear had already pierced the flesh between his ribs, drawing a great fountain of blood from his side. Link bellowed in pain, instantly pulling the weapon out and knocking the other off they're feet. He raised the bloody spear above his assailant, fire blazing in his eyes, until he caught sight of the aggressor's face. The familiar face made his heart stop in his chest, and his breath catch in his throat.

No… It's… impossible…

Wow. Wasn't that lame? ;3 Hate me? Probably my worstchapter yet, but soon enough all the riddles will be answered: Why do people keep attacking Link? What's up with all the retarded moblins hanging around? Why couldn't the Sages find Link days ago— Where was he? Who really cares? Tune in next update for more on Scratch a Liar, Find a Beast! XDD! Review, please :3 I find that keeps me writing a bit faster ;D And if you find this chapter coated in mistakes, I apologize. I'm sloppy.