Disclaimer: I forgot this in the last chapter. I hope no one decides to sue me! I have no money so you'll just be wasting your time. I don't own the Legend of Zelda series, it belongs to Nintendo.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews! You people are so nice! Well here's Chapter 2!

Chapter 2

As the duo approached the gates, Link noticed two enormous statues flanking the entrance. Upon closer examination, he discovered they seemed to be statues of dragons. The hero pulled back on Epona's reigns abruptly, wondering why he hadn't seen them from the hill. As large as they were, there really was no reason why he didn't notice them before.

He cautiously steered Epona toward them, curiously looking them over. The one on the left was a dark green with large crimson eyes. Its long tail was adorned with black spikes along the tip. It stood on its hind legs, much like a human, and had two black horns curved and slanted to almost rest on its head. The other dragon was quite similar except its scales were a dark blue and its eyes were orange. They both held large spears with vicious looking spiked blades.

Much to Link's surprise, when he was right before them, they both lowered their heads to watch him. Simultaneously, they stomped the ground, creating a shockwave that more than scared poor Epona. She reared up, eyes wide with fear, nearly throwing her rider from his seat.

The blue one opened its large mouth, revealing large, intimidating fangs. It spoke in a deep, booming voice that was hard to understand. "Who goes there?" it asked. Link's heart was racing, still getting over the initial surprise that the statues were really dragons. He swallowed hard and opened his dry mouth. "I am Link, the Hero of Time. I hail from the lands of Hyrule," Link replied, trying to sound important. Although it was hard because the creature before him was looking down at him with a condescending expression upon its visage.

The blue dragon raised its arched eyebrows and exchanged glances with its comrade to its side, then returned its gaze back to Link. "Hyrule, eh? And how did you manage to find this place, boy?" it inquired scornfully. Link narrowed his eyes in annoyance. He hated being called a child. "I was lost in the mist back beyond that forest," Link gestured behind himself, "I saw this village and came toward it. Please, I have been traveling for several days now. If you would allow me to stay for just the night I will be out of your-"

"No outsiders allowed!" the dragon guard interrupted.

Link frowned in disappointment, and started to steer Epona away. "Hold it there boy!" Link paused and turned to stare back at the dragon. "We cannot allow you to stay in our village, but we cannot allow you to just walk away either..." he trailed off, leaving Link a bit confused. The green dragon spoke this time, his voice not much different from its companion. "Since you have found this village, we cannot allow you to simply leave. You could easily disclose this location and your foul people will begin to trespass in or land. This village has been hidden for hundreds of years, and we want to keep it that way." The two of them had rather sinister looks upon their faces as they said this.

The green one turned to the blue one. "Hey, Kimon! What do you suppose we do with this whelp?" The blue dragon, now identified as Kimon grinned a toothy smile. "There are many things I would like to do, but we must take him to our leader before we do anything."

Reluctantly, the other agreed and they both drove their spears deep enough into the ground so they would stand on their own. A bright flash emanated from their bodies and Link had to turn away and cover his eyes.

When he uncovered his face, he saw that the duo of dragons were no longer there. Instead, two middle-aged men stood on either side of his horse. The one on his left had blue hair and orange eyes, while the other had dark green hair and red eyes, both had orange crescent moons on their foreheads. "Wha..? Where did you come from?"

The blue haired man pulled him roughly from the saddle of his horse while the other grabbed a hold of Epona's reigns. The mare protested greatly, rearing up and attempting to kick the ruffian in the chest. The man was much too strong for the horse though, and he managed to force her to walk with him through the front gates, Link's captor leading. "Hey, let me go! What do you want from me!" Link cried out, struggling with the man. He ignored Link, as they proceeded through the streets of the town, Link practically dragging on the dirt ground. He found out the hard way that the man must not have been truly a man because of his inhuman strength. Link slowly began to piece together the clues and realized that the dragon guards must have transformed into human look-alikes.

Realizing this, Link decided he might as well quit struggling. The blue haired man, who he assumed must be Kimon from earlier, had Link's arms pinned behind him. Frustrated with being totally helpless, he glanced around at his surroundings.

The houses looked foreign to the young hero. The walls were made of gray stone, held together by a cream colored substance in-between the cracks. The roofs were made of a smooth black marble that glinted in the setting sun. The "doors" were sheets draped across the entranceway, there only purpose was to conceal what happened within. The road they walked upon was the dark earth similar to outside.

They were apporaching a large palace-like structure that rested against the north wall of the town. They brought Link and his horse here and forced him to kneel. "My Lord!" Kimon bellowed. Link waited with anticipation for their leader to arrive at the front doors. He expected some horribly large dragon with sharp teeth and an appetite for Hylians.

When the doors burst open, Link was surprised to see a young man, looking to be perhaps several years his senior, come out of the castle and stand before them. Link peered up at him through his bangs.

The man was quite handsome to say the least. His hair was chin-length and black, his bangs covered most of his forehead, but a silver crescent moon in the center of his forehead could be seen when the wind blew his hair to the side. His eyes were just slightly slanted and a piercing golden color that seemed to look straight into Link's soul.

He wore slightly loose, baggy black pants and a black shirt that showed off his well-developed muscles. His flowing black cape blew in the soft breeze. He had a bored look upon his face that told Link he didn't really want to be there.

"What is this?" he asked, his voice deep and smooth. To Link, he seemed like the type of guy...er dragon who would never lose his cool. "My Lord, this is a Hylian. He claims he comes from the land of Hyrule and became lost and ended up here," Kimon informed. The leader's gaze shifted to Kimon. "And why have you brought him to my presence?" Kimon shifted uncomfortably in place. "We wished to make you aware of his trespassing and we wanted to know what to do with him," he replied uneasily.

The leader's eyes returned to Link. He sneered, lifting his upper lip to reveal sharp pearly white canines, and spun around, walking back to the palace. "Kill him," he said nonchalantly, without even turning his head as he said it. Link's eyes widened in fear and as if she had understood, Epona reared up, tossing her head wildly and making quite a ruckus. "Stupid beast!" the green haired man growled, pulling hard on her reigns.

"Is it truly necessary to kill the boy, Firagaht?" an old male voice from behind all of them questioned. The leader, Firagaht, stopped in his trek back to his home and turned slowly around, as did everyone else.

There, behind them, was an old man with long white hair that fell to the middle of his back and a long white beard that reached to his stomach. A green crescent moon adorned his forehead in the same manner that it was on the other dragons around Link. He was dressed in all white robes and held a gnarled wooden staff in his right hand, the other arm was folded behind his back. His eyes were a sky blue that seemed to twinkle with slight amusement. Firagaht narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sharanan."

The old man nodded slightly. "What do you want old man?" Firagaht growled, no respect evident in his voice for this obviously sage-like dragon. "I'm simply asking if there is a need in killing this young boy." Sharanan restated. He walked forward until he was in line with Link and his captor.

"You question my authority?"

The old sage smiled at this. "I know you Firagaht, and I know that you can tell this boy's story is not fabricated. Is there really a need for such drastic measures?" At this Firagaht narrowed his eyes again. "He is one boy, hardly a threat at all to our village. I can sense his aura as well, he seems like a kind, even trustworthy, creature. No need for violence against him for a crime he has yet to commit."

Firagaht's gaze flickered from Sharanan to Link, but returned to the old man. "Well, if you like him so much, why don't you keep him, old man." He had already started turning to return to his castle.

Sharanan looked pleasantly surprised for a brief moment but sighed with content. "Kimon! Loe'n! Release the boy and his beast and get back to your posts!" the dragon leader commanded over his shoulder. The response was immediate: Kimon released Link's arms and Loe'n, the dragon guard dealing with Epona, let go of the mare's reigns and the two of them simultaneously saluted Firagaht. "Yessir!" They rushed off to their posts, leaving Sharanan and Link alone.

"Th-thanks, sir," Link stuttered, still in a bit of shock. He stood from his kneeling position and brushed the dirt from his knees. "Ah, it was no problem, young one" Link made a face. "I don't mean to be rude sir, but do you have to call me that?" And as ifLink had told the funniest joke in the world, Sharanan, tilted his head back and bellowed with laughter. He clapped Link on the back, causing the teen to stumble forward slightly. "Ah, my boy! You are quite a funny one!" The sage wiped a laugh tear from his eye as Link stared on in confusion. "You are like a little baby in comparison to my age, child." Sharanan added as a little background info.

Link, feeling a bit curious and a little ambitious, decided to ask him just how old he was. "1258," Sharanan replied promptly. Link's expression of great stupification (is that a word?), caused Sharanan to laugh quite hard again. "Ah, I know you will be quite enjoyable to have around, boy. You are welcome to stay in my home. What is your name?"

Link smiled, already knowing he liked this old geezer too.

"Link."

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A/N: And there's chappie 2! Whew! That's almost twice as long as the other chapter! I guess that first one could be considered an intro or whatever. So tell me if you like, if you hate, though I won't like flames very much, but it's all a part of being an author I guess. Review please!

Oh and by the way, you pronounce Firagaht's name like this: Fear-a-got. And Loe'n is just Loe with the "n" sound as its own syllable, so Lo-en. Got it? Good!

-LunaRyuu