HEY NEW CHAPTER MAN I HAPPY! Um...I'm sorry...by the way, you'll notice that sometimes, I describe how characters look, and sometimes I won't. That's because I try and avoid drawling, and the well known ones are...well known. So I like to describe the lesser known ones only.

To Ri2: They didn't take the communicator because they didn't know they had them. They didn't take the hammers because they were overconfident they wouldn't escape. (At least, that's my excuse...>.>;) And...everyone wishes they had thought to muzzle Kazooie. Everyone except Kazooie herself, that is...BTW, thanks for the correct spelling.

"I still don't quite get it," said Link, tentatively. "How could this small machine (He pronounced it mak-een) make drinks out of fruit?"

Jeff chuckled. Patient as he was, and loving of technology as he was, he was explaining the blender to Link for the 3rd time, each time in more and more simplicity. "Well, first off, it's pronounced 'machine'. Second, there is a small blade at the bottom of the container. When the machine is plugged in, and I press one of these buttons, the blade will spin, its speed depending on the button I press. Just have fruits in before you press the button, and…"

"Wonderful fruity drinks of pleasure!" said Link, finally understanding. "I get it now! Thank you for being patient, Jeff."

"Eh, it's second nature to me. Besides, I love technology, so explaining it over and over is quite pleasurable to me." With these words, the two heroes turned, wonderful fruity drinks of pleasure in hand.

"I know I'm new to this world, and all…but I'd have to say that you are a genius with machines, Jeff!" said Link, praising.

"True that might be," responded Jeff as Link took a drink of juice, "But explaining the inner workings of a blender does not take many I.Q. points." He abruptly stopped. "You know, Link…"

"Yes?" said Link, turning around.

"Uh…y'know, my father was one of the leading electrical and mechanical scientists in the construction of our headquarters."

"Really?"

"Yep," responded Jeff, pushing up his glasses, looking proud. "Second only to Professor E. Gadd, he was. Together, they came up with the system of wires that is capable of transporting magic as well as endure the intense heat in the polymerization chambers, that and the electrical frequency stabilizers we currently use." He shot a glance over to Link, who looked absolutely confused.

Before Jeff could try and bring his 21st century talk down to Middle Age understanding, a loud noise pervaded throughout the chamber: BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

"Link? Zelda? Marth and Roy? Come on down!"

"Guess that's me. Hold this until I get back!" Link said, handing his drink to Jeff and running off.

"Hmm," murmured Jeff, a little sadly, as Link stepped through the door into the hallway that would eventually lead to Mario's office. "If only that was what I really wanted to tell you, Link…if only…"

"Oomph!" That was the sound of Link and Joe bumping into each other as Joe left Mario's office and Link tried to enter. "Oh, sorry, Joe."

"Eh, it's alright," responded Joe, getting up and brushing himself off. "I've been hit harder. But, now Silvia and I have a date to get to. Oh, speaking of dates…" VJ said as he looked at Zelda who was coming in from his left, Link's right, the east. After she went in the office, nodding to signify she saw them, Joe finished. "There goes yours! Planning a little something for tonight, huh? Huh?"

MEANWHILE, INSIDE THE OFFICE…

"Good evening, those who henceforth shall be known as Team Medieval," said Mario to the newly codenamed team. "But where's Link?"

"GYAAAAH!" shouted Joe, flying headfirst into Mario's office, to the right of Mario himself. Then, sliding down the wall to the floor, he mumbled into the paint: "I'd guess he's in the doorway…"

"DO NOT CONFINE OUR RELATIONSHIP TO SUCH…" After saying this, Link noticed the other four staring at him.

Marth broke the silence. "What on Nintendo did Joe do to deserve such a trouncing?" he said, indicating the movie magic maker, who was getting up slowly, dusty, dazed, and slightly bruised.

"HEY!" shouted Joe, readjusting his baseball cap. "How do you know he didn't do this to me because he's jealous, or he's eager to pick a fight, or-"

"Because he is Link," said Marth. Then, smirking, he said: "And you are Joe."

As Joe steamed, Roy reiterated Marth's question, in his own "language": "So what'd he do, call your tunic a dress?"

"No," said Link, calmly (though his face told another story), "He dared to suggest that my deep, trusting relationship with Zelda was no more than mere dating!" Then, his voice began to get angrier. "And the way he said it made it sound like I was only "dating" her in order to-"

Mario interrupted, rubbing his temples: "I would suggest that you never finish that sentence, Link." Before anyone else could comment, he swiveled in his chair, the "M" in a circle flipping around to show a TV screen. "Earlier this morning, we got an alarm from the World Information Center, or the WIC for short." Suddenly, with no visible signal from Mario, a soldier in green goggles, a gas mask, and a dark green uniform appeared onscreen, flames dancing behind him. Behind the goggles was a man desperate; shouting into a comm.-link as the screen fizzled and static occasionally flickered. "Help us, please help!" he yelled, as two more generically dressed soldiers behind him shot handheld lasers at an unseen foe before suddenly sinking into the earth. He looked back just in time to see them completely disappear, before turning back to the screen, more fearful than before, if such was possible. "There's been a security breach in the World Information Banks of Computers! We-"

He was suddenly interrupted by a large explosion, behind and to the right of him. He flinched, giving a small scream, then looked back to see a tall figure, about 6' 4". The figure was engulfed in flames, but they seemed to darken the figure instead of light him up, shadowing his identity. The figure raised his right arm toward the soldier, and a pillar of flame shot out and engulfed the poor man, who gave a final, horrified scream as static flickered, and the transmission ended.

"I think that speaks for itself," said Mario, swiveling to see two very shocked figures, one calm one, one now absent one (Joe) and one who was eating a burrito. I'll leave it up to you who was what. "Time is of the essence. If evil forces obtain that knowledge, then all technology will be at their mercy. Luckily, we have a direct teleportation pad to the WIC's main room. Although this is your first mission, because only one of you is not a general, (Zelda looked slightly angry at this) I see no need to send another one with you. Well, Team Medieval…move out!"

"Heh, heh, heh…" said the tall figure, walking past shelves of books and CDs, toward a large central monitor, with two large containers, filled with blue liquid, both attached to it. "I don't know about you, partner, but I found that way too easy! Seriously, lasers and smoke bombs? It's like they want us to steal their stuff!"

"Maybe so, but we sure don't want you to!"

The two thieves turned, to find four figures standing in the doorway. The red, blue, and green ones all had swords, and the green one also had a shield that looked highly reflective. The girl, who was in pink and white, had magical energy of some type coursing around her fingers, according to the tall thief's electronic scanners, located where his irises would be. The same scanners also clarified that the red one's sword was actually more of a lance.

"I don't believe that we've been properly introduced," said the red one cockily. "I'm Roy, the Flamberge."

"I am known as Marth, the Windstorm," said the one behind and to the right of Roy.

"I'm Zelda, the princess of Hyrule and Sage of Wisdom," said the girl, to the front and right of Roy and Marth.

"And I," said the final figure, to the right of the other three, "Am Link, the Hero of Time." His eyes narrowed before he continued. "And all four of us think that you two should surrender."

"Heh, heh, heh…" the tall thief chuckled, a little evilly. Now clearly shown, he was wearing a red jumpsuit with a small, silver, raised disk in the center of his chest. On the disk was an icon that looked like a shooting fireball, curving toward the right and toward the front. He had silver boots, and no hands, silver turrets in their place. His head and neck were covered by (either that or simply were made of) a metal mask that formed in the shape of a 1-foot tall pipe, broadening and curving around the shoulders. Flames danced at the top of the pipe. "Well, I am known as Fireman. This is my associate, Sandman." As he finished, he indicated his partner.

His partner said some foreign language soon after being indicated. "Zurrrk. Zug zork zugga!" Sandman looked like, well, a mound of sand. Except, that mound was shaped somewhat like a head, with two red, glowing eyes on it, black outline around the eyes, and a rather large, irregular mouth. Two mounds of sand shaped like hands were slightly in front of the dust-and-dirt creature. A circular pit of sand was continually around the creature, about a foot more of a width the creature's maximum. It seemed to move with him as he "stepped" forward, so one could assume that he did not create sand, merely turned the ground to it. The sand that was on his body was continually moving downwards due to gravity, but more was always there to take its place.

Fireman spoke again: "And we think that us two should not surrender. Master Wily may have built us to serve him, but even so, it never hurts to promise a little reward. 'Little' being one million zenny for each of us! We can only get that reward if we get a certain one of the chips located in that monitor, so I would suggest that you middle age rejects run home and avoid the techno-beating due to you!"

"Not a chance, tin can!" shouted Roy, as Team Medieval leapt forward.

"Then let's get it on!" shouted Fireman, crossing his arms in an X-shape. Two small pillars of flame, about three feet long, shot out of his "hands", turning into flame swords. He and Sandman rushed toward the Team…

Marth brought his sword down in a vertical ark, creating a gust of wind that sent most of Sandman flying, before Sandman formed back, brought his right hand back, then shot it forward, it turning into a sand-snake. Marth dodged to the left, the giant snake barely missing enjoying a meal. Marth then stuck his sword into the snake, who screeched, then eroded into dust. Zelda jumped in front of Marth, then shot a blast of light magic at Sandman, who had just finished reforming his left hand. He caused a thin, 5-foot high panel of earth to come up and protect him from the blast. As soon as it ended, he brought it back down and turned his hands into a sandstorm, rushing forward. When the sandstorm was over, Marth and Zelda's heads were the only things sticking out. Sandman smirked, and started causing the sand mound to sink toward him…

Meanwhile, Link and Fireman were fighting with their swords. Fireman seemed to be winning, but Link seemed to know something Fireman didn't. Suddenly, Fireman sent Link flying about 5 feet with the broad side of his sword. –Strange…- he thought, as Link slowly got up. From what my databases say, Link is a much stronger fighter than this. So why…-

Suddenly, a sword stabbed him straight through his silver disk. He looked down, slightly shocked, then realized that it wasn't a sword, but a lance. And it was on fire. He chuckled. "Roy," he said, as the person behind him looked shocked he hadn't done so much damage, "You just made a tactical error. I'm Fireman, remember? What you just did…" Suddenly, a blast of flame came from the back of the hole in his chest, knocking Roy to the left of the monitor. "…was give me a big burst of energy."

"Hi-yah!" shouted Link suddenly, rushing forward. Fireman barely had time to block as Link's sword came dangerously close to cutting his right shoulder. Fire retaliated with a sword strike to Link's right hip, or at least tried to, as Link's mirror shield knocked it away. Although the strike came from such an angle that the deflected flame sword did not hurt Fireman, Link was able to kick him a good five feet away while he was distracted.

"Get us out of here, Marth!" Zelda yelled, as the two sank deeper toward the throaty laugh of Sandman.

"I cannot!" shouted Marth. "My sword is underneath the sand! I can't move it, ad therefore can do nothing with the wind."

There was a short silence, before Zelda broke it. "I guess I'll have to use the wind, then!" With that, green wind spiraled around Marth and Zelda, stirring up the sand. "Faeroe's Wind!" shouted Zelda as her eyes glowed green. Suddenly, Marth and Zelda disappeared. Unseen to Sandman, the same green wind spiraled around behind him, and the two reappeared. Sand had fast reflexes however, and turned and grabbed Zelda and Marth, one in each gigantic hand. He made sure his thumb covered Zelda's mouth so she could not cast that strange spell again.

As Fireman got up, Link stood there, staring. Suddenly, he shouted a battle cry, then spun his sword 'round, a blade of energy left where his trail was, which almost seemed to get bigger and hit flame boy, who went skidding back. Fire looked down to see that Link had cut a wide gash in his stomach. Wires and parts were exposed, and a soft blue glow surrounded it.

-That's odd,- Link thought. –He is…a machine? Is that what he meant when he said Wily 'created' him?- Fireman suddenly moved a turret to his stomach and shot a small blast of flame on it. When the flames disappeared, so had the wound. This time, Link was confused enough to speak out loud. "What kind of magic…?"

"Not magic," said Fireman, raising his turrets toward Link "Technology." With that, he shot two blasts of flame, large enough that they became one, at Link.

"Naryu's love," said Link, calmly, just before the blast hit. A large, blue, magical, protective force field formed around him, keeping the flame from hitting.

"Nice trick," said Fireman, "But my databanks say you can't do that trick twice, so…goodbye!" he shouted, raising only one turret this time, as if unsure he was correct. As the blast shot out, Link got out his bow and arrow, shooting the arrow, which quickly turned into an Ice Arrow. The Arrow shot through the flames, nullifying them, but some of the ice melting off as well. When it reached the turret, sticking inside and short-circuiting the turret, all the ice had melted off. Fire looked at it for a second, confused, before he had to create another flame sword to block Link.

Link steadily was forcing Fireman back as they fought, Fire finally showing some fear in his electronic eyes. Suddenly, though, a block of stone bricks dropped down from the ceiling, seemingly crushing Link, though no one was certain of that since so much dust was knocked up. "Link!" shouted Marth, the now-conscious Roy, and mumbled Zelda.

"Thanks for the save, Sandman!" shouted Fireman. Suddenly, however, the stone rose up. When it was fully risen, it was clear Link was using his Golden Gauntlet-induced super strength. He half-turned, pulled out his longshot, and shot it into Sandman's forehead. It seemed like time moved in slow motion as he "fell" backwards, letting go of Marth and Zelda.

Link reeled in the longshot, or, more accurately, the lngshot reeled in Link. As the point stayed in dirt & dust's forehead, Link went flying toward him, the block still held up by one hand, but moving slightly downward. Finally, Link jumped Sandman, smashing the block on top of him. Sandman's hands twitched before sinking into the ground, slowly.

Fireman's voice broke the silence: "Good thing this baby's fireproof." All eyes turned to him, to see a slot in the monitor open and a small microchip in his hand, which was formed out of fire and took the place of his sword. Suddenly, Roy jumped up and gave a few quick horizontal slashes at just the slightest angle. Before Roy could continue non-flaming-lancing, the stone block crashed into him from the side. Sandman gave a small smile to Fireman, who rushed over next to him. "Let's get out of here!" he shouted, just before there was a large, but not very powerful explosion. When it faded away, Fireman and Sandman were gone, the blast having teleported them.

There was a very negative aura going around the room, as the heroes grasped the full burden the situation imposed on them…

They were the first team to fail a mission.

Meleancholy ending, huh? Um...by the way, I noticed that there were two reviewers, and neither of them told me their favorite quotes and/or narrations. It may not be necessarry, but I am curious...HEY! Next chapter preview!

With the weight of their failure on their backs, our heroes head home, as evil plots yet another theft at another place. Team Medeival decides to study up on robots and computers, shortly before getting the second chance they've been hoping for. But with an enhanced Wily force, can our heroes stop the evil forces charging forward? Or will they fail, once again, to defeat the futuristic technology? Find out, in the next chapter...

'Mechanics of a New World'.