Okay, thanks to everyone who reviewed. It makes me happy, it really does. Oh, and I'm sorry if things are a bit weird, almost like I have a lot of typos or something because the keyboard I'm working on sucks. Okay, replies.

Juna- Thanks for the praise. *blushes* Ah, no, I get all nervous when people think my writing's good. Anyway, I've got things planned out for everyone. And I think you'll find something interesting in this chapter ^_^

Oh, and there's a little interlude thing at the end of this chapter, concerning something that happens to Skye. It's in normal P.O.V, and past tense. If you don't like, let me know and I won't do another one, otherwise there might be more as the story goes on.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda.


This party's boring.

Why am I still here?

Where'd Skye get to?

And, most importantly, WHY THE HECK ISN'T THERE ANY FOOD??

"Liiiiiiiink!" A sing-song voice rings out from the crowd. Oh, dear, it's the mad woman who has a crush on me. Before I know it, arms are wrapped about my neck and I'm carting an extra hundred or so pounds.

"Ruto . . . get off . . . darnit," I choke out as I'm brought down to the ground by her weight. "I don't need to be carrying you on my shoulders!"

"Oh, but Liiiiiiiink," she whines. "You know you love me!!" I'm choking. I wouldn't be surprised if I'm turning blue. Where's a mirror? I wanna see if I'm turning blue or not. Not even the fake sword on my back stops her from pressing her body to mine.

"No, Ruto . . . honestly, I don't," I gasp.

"Ruto, get off, darnit, you're choking him!"

I'm saved!! I turn to my rescuer, fully prepared to grovel at their feet.

Oh, it's only Skye. Never mind.

"Thanks," I offer as Skye shoos Ruto off into the crowd and pulls me to my feet. I give a half-hearted glare at Ruto, who's sulking in a corner, watching me out of the corner of her eye. She scares me. What's more, is she's dressed up as an old-time Zora, from the stories about old Hyrule. With the fins and everything. For some odd reason, those have always scared me. The zoras, I mean.

"Hyrule to Link, Hyrule to Link, this is Skye speaking, why are you not responding?" Skye's rapping my skull with her knuckles.

"That hurts," I say, pulling away from her. She laughs at me. I scowl at her.

"What else am I supposed to do when you're not responding to anything I say?" she asks. I ignore the question walk through the crowd. Kenya walks up to me, smiling, obviously pleased that I'm wearing the costume.

"You like it?" Kenya asks. She points to the costume. "I asked my mom about it and she says that it relates to one of the heroes in the old Hyrulian legends or something. But that's all she knows."

"One of the old Hyrulian legends, huh?" I ask. "Those things are so old, no one knows them anymore."

"Mom says that the books on this legend were burned in the last great war we had," she says, and sighs. The war was about twenty years before I was born. Something about overthrowing the monarchy because the feudal system's unfair. If I remember correctly, the rebels lost. Of course, we're not so low-trodden as the people in the old stories with slaves in everything. I guess, if you want to be truthful about it, the war was a great big waste because a few people wanted to have presidents and crap like the other countries that are miles away from here and don't have anything to do with us anyway.

"Sad," I offer, trying to keep up the conversation. "Too bad no one knows them either." Kenya sighs.

"Yeah," she says with a half-hearted grin. There seems to be a lie in her eyes, though. I ignore the sudden chills and turn around to make sure that Skye isn't getting herself into any trouble and to see where Ruto has gone off to. When that's done, I turn back to Kenya, who's offering me a drink.

"Thanks," I say, taking it from her. "Have they got any leads on whoever stole that emerald?"

"Link," she says. "It bothers you that much?"
Yeah, it does for some reason. But I shrug.

"Just curious," I say. She frowns. "Hey! I have a right to be curious just as everyone else does." Kenya sighs.

"Yeah, but I think that you're interested in the wrong things," Kenya says, her frown darkening. Okay, she's beginning to freak me out. I'm gonna go over here now. I walk away from Kenya. Suddenly I hear Skye let out an ear-piercing scream.

"Skye!!" I yell, running in the direction of her voice. Skye's trapped in a bunch of vine-like things that are wrapping themselves around her arms and legs. "Don't worry! I'll get you out of there!" I hear Kenya scream suddenly and I whirl around to see her trapped in the same vine-like things that have Skye. "Kenya!!" I stop suddenly, unsure of which one to save, and which one to leave. "Why does this have to be so hard?" I whisper.

"Little Link is confused," whispers a voice from who-knows-where. I turn around and around, looking for some sort of source. Of course, I find nothing. "Who should Little Linkie save??"

"Just who the hell are you?" I demand, trying to find a wall to back into to minimize the directions where I can be attacked from. Suddenly I remember the movies where things come out of the walls, and return to my former spot.

"Little Linkie didn't move quickly enough!" the voice taunts. I whirl around in circles several times before I know what it means.

Kenya and Skye are hanging limply from the vine-things. I wasn't quick enough to save them.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?" I demand. I'm struck suddenly in the back of my head, and I pass out.


********** Skye's adventure ***********


The last thing Skye could remember was watching Link whirl around in circles stupidly while her air supply was cut off by the vine that had wrapped itself around her neck. She saw Kenya pass out, and then she followed not a second after.


Skye woke in a cold cell where the walls were made out of rock like the old castle dungeons from the movies were. She had a monster headache that dulled her vision for a few moments. When she could see clearly, she automatically made a mental note that there were no doors or windows to be seen. It was like someone teleported her here.

"Where am I?" she asked. The walls caught the sound and bounced it back and forth between each other; an echo. Skye growled. "So much for that plan. It's not like I expected it to work anyway."

You're trapped within your own mind, came a voice from the walls.

"What the hell?" Skye asked. She ran to one of the walls and hit it as hard as she could with a strong side kick. There was a loud boom, and a few stones rattled loose. Skye grinned. I'll get out of here yet, she thought.

You're trapped within your own mind, whispered the voice again. When you passed out, my master was able to weave a spell to trap your consciousness in your mind. Your body is with me. Skye paused. Either she was dreaming, or hallucinating. Right now, she didn't like the sound of either one.

"Sooo, where is your master?" Skye asked, looking about the chamber. If the voice was right, and she really was trapped inside her own mind, then she'd better get to like this place.

The realm of Evil, the voice whispered, before it faded away. With it gone, Skye felt as if an enormous pressure had been lifted, and her headache dulled to a slow throb. Skye walked over and sat down, bracing her back against the wall. It was shaky, but still not loose enough to give way.

"Dang it," Skye whispered, beating it half-heartedly with her hands. What's going on here?