I got nothin' to say and you don't wanna hear me talk so lets gooooooooooooo!

I do not own The Legend Of Zelda. All rights go to NIntendo and Miyamoto. I own my ocs.

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After a loose and bumpy ride, Dylan & co. were dropped in front of Castle Town, standing once again at Hyrule field. Dylan adjusted his Infinisack and helped Adar up.

"Do you see that mountain, Dylan?" the boy looked up at the aforementioned location, noticing a ring of smoke wrapped around the top.

"It is not not actually a mountain. It is a volcano. It goes by the name Death Mountain. Dylan shivered at the name. Adar looked terrified at the mentioned volcano. His wood skin was creaking with anxiety.

"A peaceful race known as the Gorons live there. They hold the Spiritual Stone of Fire. My village, Kakariko, has a barrier there. If you play the song, it indicates you are a trusted member of the Royal Family." Navi fluttered out of Dylan's hat.

"Oh, oh! I know about the Gorons. Kaepora says they eat rocks and are orange, but I think he's full of it."

"This 'Kaepora' you speak of is not wrong. The Gorons are a strange tribe, but they are helpful nonetheless, mining the caves they live in for coal that powers various inventions." Navi's aura tinged with pink from embarrassment and flapped back to Dylan's cap.

"Oh, Impa, by the way…" Dylan unsheathed the Kokiri Sword and presented it to Impa. "This sword has the same symbol as the one on your chest. What is it?" Impa seemed to think about for a minute before answering.

"Ahh. I remember. My clan, the Sheikah, gave that gift to the Kokiri after the war. We are one of the only races to know of their existence. I entrust you to treat it with respect. It was forged by my Grandfather." Dylan nodded from the explanation and sheathed back the sword. He wanted to ask more about the Sheikah, like how they could use those ninja like abilities, but he subsided.

"Me and the Princess have put our faith in you, and we will be waiting in the castle when you return. I bid thee good well, and good luck!" Producing a Deku Nut from nowhere, Impa slammed it onto the grass, blinding the 3 friends. When the light disappeared, Impa was gone. Dylan sighed and turned to look at Death Mountain. Reminding himself of his goal, he whipped out his Ocarina and turned to his crew.

"Well? What are we waiting for?" Adar nodded and matched Dylan's pace as Navi decided to flutter beside the two.

"To Death Mountain!"

The walk to Death Mountain was similar to the walk to Lon Lon Ranch, except the fact none of the group moaned or complained. They even passed the ranch itself, making Dylan feel a pain in his chest for not talking to Malon. He shrugged it off, however, in turn for his objective. To kill time, Dylan decided to rope the group into a song Terrance had shown him back in his world. He provided the instrumentals, Adar would do back-up, and with much coaxing, they convinced Navi to sing. After teaching them, they sang all the why, greeting Kakariko Village with a never before heard tune.

Colors weave into a spire of flame

Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed

Bear this torch against the cold of the night

Search your soul and reawaken the undying light!

"Alright, that's enough."

"Come on, Nav, just one more verse."

"Yes Navi, please?"

"Alright, alright. Ahem-"

On that day, when the sky fell away

Our world came to an end

In our eyes, did a fading sunrise in the dark?

Glimmering shadows

Silence grows, in the spaces between

Stretching out beyond time

Rising up, as a chorus of souls find a voice

Flickering through the void

These little sparks, cling on to life

Everyone caught in the struggle

And then the storms of change

They fan the flames, scattering ashes to the wind

Every soul contains a whisper of light

Gleaming faintly as it dwindles from sight

No escape, no greater fate to be made

In the end, the chains of time will not break

Colors weave into a spire of flame

Distant sparks call to a past still unnamed

Bear this torch against the cold of the night

Search your soul and reawaken the undying light!

Right at the end, they arrived at Kakariko when the sun was slowly setting, not yet making the sky orange. Kakariko was different from Castle Town, with few people being there. A big windmill was positioned at the back of the village and further down, he could see a graveyard. They passed by a guard who eagerly greeted them, mentioning that Impa opened the town to the public, as it was originally a secret village for the Sheikah.

"Alright, no time to waste, gang let's go to Death Mountain and get that stone!" Dylan yelled. Adar started to shiver uncomfortably. Dylan, noticing it, placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Come On man, this'll be fun. We faced a giant spider monster together and now, all we have to do is walk up to this volcano, and kindly ask the Gorons for the stone. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy."

"Whatever you say, sir." he sighed, following behind him to the other gate. The guard on duty was fidgeting like mad and was waving his spear. When the 3 walked up to him, he stared down at them and smiled.

"Hey there kiddos. What brings you here?"

"We have to go up to Death Mountain. The princess is allowing us." The guard stood still for a second before scoffing.

"The Princess told you that you could just stroll up to Death Mountain? Sure kid. But you first have to climb the hill of suffering." he pointed to a stable decline by a tree, laughing at his own joke. Dylan pulled out Zelda's Letter and showed it to him. The guard stopped and read it, his face growing with more sorrow as he read. By the time he finished, he was fidgeting again.

"M-my apologies sir! I had no idea. Please forgive my rudeness." Dylan puffed out his chest and went on a short tyrad about how it was fine, and that he was so forgiving of everything and yada yada yada. Adar shot a look at Navi who shook her head.

When Dylan stopped talking, the guard snathced the paper up and hurried away.

"Unfortunately, we must study the writing to make sure it is the princesses handwriting, be back tomorrow! Sorry!" he shouted as he slammed the door to an outpost. Silence filled the 3 as they stood bewildered.

"Well that was dumb." Navi chimed. Dylan shrugged and began to walk away.

"Well, we got until tomorrow. Let's explore and see if we can find anything useful." Adar nodded and rushed off towards somewhere. Dylan rushed towards the Graveyard, leaving Navi alone.

"ARGH! UMMM YOU!" and she rushed towards the windmill.

Adar rushed around, enjoying the sights of the small town when a scream interrupted his day dreaming. Rushing to the source, he was met with a wall of feathers as Cuccos swarmed and leapt over him. After shaking off, he noticed a woman sneezing and waving after them.

"NOO! My Cuccos! This is awful!"

"Quickly, go after them!" Adar suggested. The women looked at him with tears welling up in her eyes.

"I can't, I'm-atchoo!-allergic to Cuccos! If I try to grab one, I'll be a mess! Please, can you help me, little Deku?" Adar nodded his head again and rushed after the feathered fiends.

'Wait, how can she take care of them if she's allergic?' he thought to himself before a Cucco glided into his line of sight.

"Hey there buddy! I'm not gonna hurt ya'! Just c'mere…" he mumbled as the bird pecked at the ground. In a flash, he scooped up the bird in his mouth and began running back to the woman!

"I got it, I got It! I-" a earth shattering 'Cock-adoodle-doo!' came from Cucco, and all of a sudden, every single Cucco leapt onto Adar, pecking and scratching and beating him with wings.

"AHHHHHH! KILLER CUCCOS!" He shouted, hurtling towards the woman. She screamed and dove for cover as a fury of feathers impacted into the pen, sending all the Cuccos away from Adar. Wrestling to his feet, he leapt over the pen and breathed a sigh of relief, panting and sputtering while shaking all the feathers away.

The lady crept over and thanked him, handing him some Rupees and an empty bottle. Adar thanked her and began to run away before cluck stopped him dead in his tracks. Turning to the Cuccos, the biggest motioned his wing across his neck and pointed at the Scrub. Now rightfully fearing for his life, Adar screamed and run faster then his legs seemed to stand

Navi entered the windmill, which she found creepy. All it had was a big piece of machinery in the middle that spun round-n-round and…some guy with a music device, smiling creepily with his eyes closed. He snapped towards Navi when she entered through a window.

"I love this windmill! I love music. I shall make a tune from it and go around and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round-"

Navi booked it out of there, running into Adar.

"KILLER CUCCOS! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" he tore off once again, slamming into a random house. 5 seconds went by before he exploded out, screaming much more.

"SKULLTULA PEOPLE! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" And he tore off down an alleyway. Navi fluttered there in silence before saying, "Ugh, boys."

Dylan walked into the Graveyard with a skip in his step. Normally he would be scared of Graveyards, but curiosity got him bad. The Graveyard seemed normal, for the most part. The Gravekeeper, Dampé seemed to be your stereotypical grumpy igor. The kid that walked around waving a stick, saying he would one day grow up to be the next Dampe, would scream, 'I'm telling Dampe!' whenever he tried to read the headstones. Eventually, he retreated to the very back of the Graveyard to get away from the snot-nosed brat.

He was mildly surprised when he got to the back and was greeted by a humongous headstone, bigger than himself.

"Here lies the souls of those who swore fealty to the Royal Family of Hyrule," he read, tracing his finger where he was reading, "The Sheikah, guardians of the royal family and founders of Kakariko, watch over their spirits in their eternal slumber…"

"Huh. Well, I hope those guys are living it up in the afterlife." He said, preparing to leave, when a fire erupted in front of him. Leaping back, he watched as the fire began to spread and take form. It seemed to be wrapped in robes with a long nose. He carried a lantern from which the fire began.

"HOLY SHIT IT'S A GHOST." he exclaimed, making his fingers into a cross. The ghost stared at him, when suddenly, more started to appear behind it.

"Not ghost...poes….let us go...in peace…" They chanted, swiping their lanterns at him. He backed up and unsheathed his sword to scare them away, until his back pressed up against something. He turned around. More Poes. He gritted his teeth.

"Fine then! Have at you!" he screamed and jumped like a jungle cat at a poe. The ghost suddenly disappeared and then reappeared when the sword had hit the ground. His back hit the tombstone as he waved his sword around more, his heart beating like a rocket.

"Damn it, this isn't fair! Fight like a man!" He argued before getting smacked in the face with a lantern.

"I am...a woman…" The poe that hit him uttered, reeling back to hit him again before a sharp whistle cut through the air, before it became low and flat. Immediately, the poes stopped and floated away from him, in favor of two more which were different then the normal.

One had blue clothing and a long mustache while the other one bore a shorter mustache and green clothing. They both wielded conductors batons.

"My, my! What is all the commotion?" The blue one questioned.

"He tried...to defile...the grave... ." A poe said to him.

"Now, now, i'm sure this young man has a explanation, dosen't he?" the green one said, floating over to Dylan.

"Um...no I was just reading it, mr…."

"Sharp, my dear boy. I'm sorry for my comrades' scuffle with you, they are highly protective of our gravestone." Sharp said, twirling his mustache. Dylan sighed in relief.

"Wait one miniscule minute," Flat muttered, "I sense something." As he said this, Dylan's Ocarina floated out of his bag and into Flat's hand. He waved his hand around it before it floated back over to Dylan.

"You are a trusted member of the Royal Family." he said. Sharp reeled back in surprise as did the other poes.

"Oh, yeah. I got the letter, the song, the pardon, I guess I got special treatment cause I'm tryna' stop Ganondorf." At the mention of his name, the poes all disappeared for a second before coming back.

"You're trying to stop Ganondorf, all by yourself?!" Sharp said in disbelief.

"No, I got my friend helping me. And don't worry, you can bet he won't get the Triforce." He grinned at them and began to walk away, before Flat and Sharp materialized in front of him

"Come back here when the night begins." Flat said.

"It shall help you on your quest." Sharp said, placing a hand on Dylan's shoulder before all the poes disappeared.

"...Huh. Neat."

Meeting back up with Navi and Adar, Dylan decided to not mention the fact he got swarmed by goats and instead focused on finding a place to sleep. The carpenters that were working around the village had a house to stay at, and after scrounging for rupees in the grass, they agreed they could all stay. However, when the moon was high in the sky and everybody was asleep, Dylan snuck out.

"Aw shit." He muttered to himself. The town was littered with Cuccos. Adar had told Dylan all about them, and he was not looking to get feather fucked at 11 pm. Sneakily, he crept around the Cuccos, who were pecking along the ground and seemed to just be looking for seeds. He climbed over a fence and rolled to the other side, dodging past more Cuccos. He finally made it to the Graveyard, heading back to the big Gravestone. He waited for Sharp and Flat, but they did not appear.

"C'mon, where are-huh?" a paper sticking through a bush caught his attention. Picking it up, he read it carefully, or at least at his best ability. The paper was written in chick scratch, and combined with the night sky, it was almost ineligible.

"Prove you are a member of the Royal Family…" He read to himself.

"I told them, they even scanned my Ocarina, what the fuck?" sighing, he pulled out the letter..until he realized the guard still had it.

"Damn it, this better not wake anybody up…" He pulled out the Ocarina and played Zelda's Lullaby, the song Impa taught him. After that, nothing happened.

"What do I even need to do-" you ever say something and then immediately regret it? Like if your teacher is shouting at you and you mutter, "Jeez I'm sorry, I'll try and fix it, unlike your marriage." and you wish you could tackle the words and vore them back in your mouth?

That's what Dylan wanted to do before a lightning bolt struck the gravestone, inches from his face.

"JESUS, GOD, ALLAH, CTHULHU WHAT THE EVERLOVING FLYING FUCK." He shouted. The scream carried over the village, and he could hear clucking coming at an alarming rate, but he was more worried about the hole that was now revealed to him from the blast. Throwing caution to the wind and common sense to the wind, he hopped down the hole, never wondering how he would get back out.

Adar woke up, the warmth of Dylan's body nowhere in sight.

"Grumble...where is he...grumble." Waving his feet, he latched onto anything that would keep him warm. He grabbed a beautifully feather pillow with electronic heating and such. Satisfied, he snuggled against it.

"Buck. Caw." His eyes shot open. A ball of black filled with hate and evil stared right back at him, with the intention to kill written all over its face. The Cucco glared.

"You sonova-AHHHHHH!" A million Cuccps burst through the window, all aiming towards Adar. Picking himself up, he rushed out of the Carpenter Lodge, and rolled down the hill leading to the village gates. NIghtly travelers say they can still hear the screams of. 'GET THESE THINGS OFF OF ME. AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!'

Turns out there weren't any actual graves in the grave. Just a tunnel. Dylan was able to solve a puzzle by lighting torches and the door opened. He was greeted by a big room, with vats of what seemed to be poison littered around the room.

But that wasn't even the worst part.

Seven-foot tall, skin and bone beings with wooden masks, were in the room, just staring down on the ground and dragging their feet.

"Ah man." He whispered to himself, trying to sneak by them.

It didn't work.

Bumping into one, Dylan jumped back and raised his shield to block it's attack, but it didn't attack. Instead, it turned to him and let out a shrill cry like a crying girl, and suddenly he was frozen to the spot. He had seen stuff online about sleep paralysis demons, and although he never experienced it, if he had, this was definitely his. He became even more scared and surprised when it hooked onto him and bit his neck like the world's worst vampire. Dylan screamed as the monster had knife like teeth, and the wound life behind looked like he was mauled by a bear.

He was able to shake the thing off and run away, covering his ears and ducking behind more of them, getting to another door. Opening it and shutting the door behind him, he sank to the ground clutching his neck.

"This better not turn me into a Were-whatever those things were." he commented. Taking out some bandages that were in his room when he got sucked in, he tried to patch up the best he can. Which basically meant he just slapped the things on his wound. Satisfied, he stood up and turned his attention to a headstone.

Directly next to the headstone, was a shield. Not like the Kokiri Shield, it was big and metallic, with the symbol of the Triforce and a red bird on it. Picking it up, he realized how heavy it was and clipped it to his back, adjusting it as back armor.

Turning back to the headstone, he tried to read the words, the same kind he had found in the note outside.

"This Poem is dedicated to the memory of the dearly departed members of the royal family.

The Rising Sun will eventually set. A Newborn's life will fade.

From sun to moon, to moon to sun…

Give Peaceful rest to the living Redeads" he read.

He made a mental note that his new nightmare for the month was those Redeads. Finally, he turned to the last part, a drawing of notes and an Ocarina with 'Sun's Song' written next to it. This one seemed to be brand new, while the other writing seemed to be there for a while.

Matching the notes, he played the song, which was big and jaunty at first, then mellowed out while still staying upbeat. It reminded Dylan of summer and the countless nights he would go over to Terrance's house and watch him play videogames and they would stay there until the sun came up, Terry playing and Dylan looking up strategy guides he couldn't begin to comprehend.

All of a sudden, he felt...smudged. Like a paintbrush had drawn on him. He sensed that something was moving, he just didn't know what. Then he came back, not feeling tired from staying up. In fact, his bite wound had healed. He ripped off the bandages.

"So long, you two. Now to get outta this hell hole." he said, thanking the Composer Brothers. He stepped back out the door, sword ready and ears blocked, but it was not needed. The Redeads were stunned. They were frozen mid-walking and had mouths akin to horror.

"The Sun's Song!" Dylan realized, "It caught them! Nice! Suck on that, Re-" The Redead's head turned and stared at him, a noise trickling up his throat like a barrel and rapids. Dylan decided not to stick around and promptly left the way he came, with a light lifting him back up and him getting immediately blinded by the sunlight.

"I guess that's the main thing it does." He chimed. The kid that hung around the Graveyard was stalking around already, and he reasoned it must have at least been 10:00.

Walking back into town, he was gladly greeted with a good hearty laugh as Adar's face was full of and Navi were rolling on the ground so much, they almost didn't hear the guard from the day before telling them they could get through the gate. However…

"Guy's, I'm staying back." Dylan and Navi halted in their place.

"What d'ya mean?" Dylan asked. Adar gave him an incredulous look.

"Does the word volcano mean anything to you?"

"Oh, volcano, shmermamo, you'll be fine."

"Dylan," Navi interrupted, "I think it might be a good idea for him to stay in Kakariko for the time being. It would be better for him, and us." Being outnumbered, Dylan relented and waved goodbye to Adar.

"I hope we don't get burnt up." Dylan muttered to himself, using his sword as a walking stick.

"Good thing that won't happen to us though, right Dylan?"

"..."

"Dylan?"