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SKYWARD REMNANTS!

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"Speaking"

'Thinking'

"Whispering"

Link

For the past hour, my mind has been filled with everything I've learned to even think about resting. The surface was stranger than I… no… than anyone on Skyloft could expect.

Grimm aren't demons? Sheets of glass called Scrolls? Strange rooms with even stranger contraptions? Fellow knights storing away the only weapon I had?

People able to move almost faster than arrows?

It was impossible not to think of such things as I lay awake in the soft, cloud white bed. However, no matter how often I think of these things, my mind races back to the most important detail.

Zelda wasn't here.

According to Ozpin, I was the first person with pointed ears he has seen. Which meant he hasn't seen Zelda, and that meant…

That meant she was still out there, out there in the cold, dark, demon infested world.

With no way to defend herself from such dark forces.

Away from anything even resembling home.

Fearing that any moment could be her las-

I sat up so fast that I could've sworn I heard the air rush past my ears. I hissed in pain, as I felt my wounded shoulder stretch.

I need to leave, as quickly as possible. Zelda's still out in this world they call Remnant. She's out there, and I have to find her!

Before something dreadful happens.

I swing my legs over out of the blankets, and draped then over the edge of the bed. I went to grab my clothes off of the bed side table, eagerly wanting to get out of this dress that covers absolutely nothing.

It was than that I realized my first problem.

The strange beeping device near the bed that is attached to my finger.

Earlier, perhaps ten minutes after Ozpin had left me alone to my thoughts, a women came in. She explained that she was a nurse, my nurse to be exact.

She told me her name was Violet, and she wanted to know if I had any questions. So, I asked her what the things next to my bed do.

She explained that this 'machine' measured the amount of times my heart beats. It would tell them when my heart stopped, so that they would rush to try and get it starting again.

I didn't bother asking how they restart a heart, as even on Skyloft we have such procedures. However, the other machine was really strange.

Apparently, it places water directly into my body so I wouldn't reject it and 'throw it up'. Whatever that means.

If I were to remove it, Violet and the Doctor would come rushing in a minute, without a second…

Without a second thought...

Hmmm… that could work.

Chapter 4

Emerald Gear Solid

5 Minutes later…

'Alright, everything is set,' I thought to myself, as I shifted slightly towards the end of the bed. I did so until the cord on the clip was taunt, ready to be pulled off.

Unfortunately, since there was a cord in the way, I couldn't put on my under shirt, chain mail, and tunic. So I only had my pants and boots on at the moment, along with the wrappings they put on my shoulder.

I double checked my wrappings, making sure they were tight enough to stay put, but loose enough as to not cause any unnecessary pain.

Slowly going through the steps in my head, I thought about what I was going to do. 'I didn't have to do this.' My hopeful side thought, wishing I didn't have to go through with this. 'I could just ask to leave in the morning, there's no need to do this.'

'We're asking for to much,' My realistic side countered, pushing away the comments of my hopeful side. 'We can't risk them saying no, and we can't just ask for Fi back. This is the only way for both Fi and I to get out of here now.'

I knew my more realistic side was right, however, no matter how hard I tried to convince myself, I still felt bad for what I was about to do.

Now ready, I prepared myself, hoping that everything would go well.

"3." I said aloud, as I tense ever so slightly.

"2". I stood up, taking extra care to not have the clip slip off.

"1." I flexed my legs, and prepared to do what had to be done.

I took a deep breath, and said the word that would start it all.

"Go."

As soon as it was said, I rushed to the door, my clothes in hand. I felt the clip come off of my finger with a slight tug. The second it came off, a loud noise penetrated the silence.

I quickly reached the door, however, instead of opening it and running, I stood to the left it. Quickly putting on my layers of clothes, I waited for them to come, praying to the Goddess that this would work.

My prayers were answered.

As soon as I had put my hat back on, three people rushed in. They came in with new and even stranger machines. One of them was Violet, still wearing that strange white outfit she had on when she came in last time. The other two were slightly older man, possibly doctors, wearing thin white coats.

Why were they all wearing white, I would never know.

They turned to the bed I was just in, only to stop when they saw it empty.

Before they could turn around, I rushed through the now open door. As quickly as possible, I shut the door and locked it. In case that wasn't enough, I grabbed one of the chair in the hallway and leaned it up against door.

I heard the door knob jiggle, as someone on the other side tried to turn the knob. "What the hell?!" I heard one of the men ask, as he rattled the the knob even harder. The question being muffled by the door, but I could still hear it.

As they learned it wouldn't work, they banged on the door.

"Hey, open this door!" One of the men shouted, as they continued to bang on the door. However, by that point I was already running down the hall.

I felt the guilt swell up inside me as I kept running through the halls. Those three would be trapped in there for, at least, the rest of the night.

'Don't think about it too much.' I thought to myself, as I looked around the halls of the academy. 'This was the only way I could be sure that I can leave as fast as possible. Zelda could be in trouble as we speak. This was the only way.'

However, despite how much I tried to convince myself…

The pit of guilt in my stomach remained.

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Alright people, so here's the deal with this little message in the middle of the chapter.

At this point in the story, I received a review from "Scout" (Here's your shoutout man.) saying that my story would be smoother and easier to follow with third person limited. So, with his/her suggestion, as well as many other, I'm going to try writing it that way.

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The CCT, one of the most important places within the entire school. It is the place that makes the entire world of Remnant connected. The way that each and every citizen of Remnant with a Scroll could communicate with each other, despite whatever distance may be between them. The way that they could give warnings of any overactive Grimm activity.

The way that Headmaster Ozpin of Beacon Academy was contacting one of his most trusted friends, Glynda Goodwitch, to met him up in his office.

Said man was in his intricate office, simple in that it was a modestly sized circular room, but a masterpiece nonetheless.

After all, what else can you call an office with actively turning gears within the glass roof.

After the call was made, Ozpin stood and went to gaze out the window, and looked out towards the Emerald Forest. The location of which two breakthroughs occurred in quick succession. What seemed to be the most important these breakthroughs, was the most obvious.

Mankind's greatest enemy, the creatures of Grimm, could now be studied with virtually no risks of harm.

Ozpin could remember just a few hours ago what type of reaction this had brought upon his hyperactive friend, Bartholomew Oobleck.

He had walked into his friend office after he had made sure that Link was successfully brought into Beacon's Care-unit. He had also made sure that said person's sword was placed in one of the safest places he knew, his own office.

There he saw the man he was looking for.

The man had a slightly pale complexion, with strange seemingly opaque glasses that he swore was a false statement. He was nearly always dressed in a white ironed shirt, with the left side being improperly tucked, and the collar always straight up. His yellow tie was too long, going all the way down to his dark green pant. His emerald green hair always looked as if it was constantly being blown back by a fan.

Though, given the way he works around his office, that description was fairly accurate.

Ozpin watched as his friend rushed around his office, loose papers from his untidy desk following the wind the young doctor created with ease. Although, Dr. Oobleck didn't seem to mind , as he was too busy focusing on his work, and most importantly his coffee.

"-then in the second semester, the students will be studying on the history of important events which caused many to change their outlook on the Faunus." Dr. Oobleck stated to himself out loud, words flowing through his mouth almost as fast as the speed he drank his coffee. "With this, they'll learn the mistakes of the humans of that time a- Headmaster, what are doing here!?" Oobleck shouted out in a surprised voice, as he disappeared and reappeared right in front of Ozpin.

Without even blinking, Ozpin took a sip of the cup in his hand despite the sudden appearance of the Doctor. "Just visiting, Oobleck." He told the doctor, as said person started to rush around his office.

"Why I do appreciate the thought Headmaster." Oobleck stated, as all of the loose papers in his room began to follow his leads. "I am rather busy at the moment." He glanced back at Ozpin, as glided down through the air. "However, it would be rude not to accept such a visit, so please have a seat." As soon as he had said that, the world became a hurricane as a seat and a small table appeared.

"Thank you Dr. Oobleck." He said politely, as he took a seat in the chair.

"Ahh…" Oobleck sigh blissfully, as he continued to rush around his office. "I never get tired of hearing that." Oobleck stated, as he took a long sip of his coffee. "Dr. Oobleck. Makes those long years of studying feel like an even greater achievement." He told Ozpin, as he, once again, rushed around the room at a breakneck speed.

Ozpin smiled slightly, as he knew that Oobleck was quite sore when nobody spoke of him by the title he so rightfully earned. "You seem like you're in quite the rush." He stated, as he took another sip of the delicious beverage in his hand.

"Yes," Oobleck stated inside of the hurricane, his voice sounding as if it were in two places at once. "In my rush to finish my personal studies, I neglected to finish planning what the students would be doing this year." Dr. Oobleck

"Oh? Well I must be the bearer of bad news then." He told his friend, as he watched the hurricane of papers dance around the room.

"Oh really? Do tell." Dr. Oobleck asked, as he rushed to his desk and wrote in his book at blinding speed. " It is better to have the bandage rip off at once, then to slowly rip it off, as they say." He looked up from his book suddenly, his opaque glasses making it hard to decipher his emotion.

"I need you to do something for me." He told Dr. Oobleck, as they simultaneously took a sip of their coffee. "It is very important, and I would trust no other person than you to do this for me."

"Ah, I see." As soon as he had said that, he had brought up his own chair and sat with me. "How soon do you me to do this." Oobleck asked him, curious of the details of the job.

"Tomorrow, if at all possible." Ozpin told Oobleck, as said Doctor raised his eyebrow.

"Hmm, must've been a fairly recent development." He stated what he knew as a fact, once again sipping his coffee quite quickly. "After all, you usually update the staff of events days, sometimes weeks before hand." He gazed towards Ozpin, the unspoken question known, yet unspoken.

"Indeed, this has been a very recent development," Ozpin told his friend, as he took another sip out of his coffee mug. "In fact, it has only come to attention a few hours ago."

"A few hours ago? Did something happen during the initiation!?" The hyperactive teacher asked, possibly as worried for the students as he was during that situation. Thankfully his worry was unneeded.

"Yes, thankfully no students were harmed during the incident." Ozpin spoke up, relieving his close friends nerves. "We do, however, have someone in the care-unit from today's incident."

"Really?" Oobleck asked Ozpin, curious of his statement. "If no student was harmed, then who is in the care ward?" Oobleck asked, an expression of curiosity upon his face.

"The one responsible for the new job I want you to do." Ozpin had told him honestly, as he had no other way to describe who the boy was. After all, the only thing that Ozpin knew about the boy was that he was skilled and kind.

"Responsible?" Oobleck asked him, as the Doctor quirked a brow . "What could one person do, that would require you to come down to my office and ask me to do something for you."

Ozpin smiled, as he himself couldn't think of a way that one person would be able to change the world a few hours ago. So, he decided to tell Oobleck exactly what happened.

"A boy by the name of Link came from an unknown location and was able to paralyse an Omega Beowulf. So, faced with an opportunity, I have come here to ask you to study what may very well be the information that changes history." He told Oobleck simply, as he waited for the inevitable.

Never before had he seen Oobleck so still. He watched as the good doctor sat as still as a statue in the breeze. Suddenly, he pressed a finger to the bridge of his glasses…

And created a literal tornado of papers within the office.

He watched with an amused smile, even as the papers smacked him across the face. Never before had he seen his friend ever move so swiftly. 'Than again'', Ozpin thought to himself, as he took a sip of his deliciously brewed drink. 'I've never seen him this excited either.'

Within a few minutes, the self-sustained tornado dissipated and in the middle stood Oobleck with huge stacks of paper in his hands. He placed all of the papers on his desk, as he turned to Ozpin without any signs of the tornado he had created on him.

"I do believe I should be able to assist you now Headmaster." Oobleck told Ozpin as he calmly walked over to where he used to be sitting.

From then on, Ozpin and Oobleck spoke of the the processes of which they would bring the Omega Beowulf to the school safely without any… outside interference.

These thoughts were interrupted by the sudden ding from the elevator in the office. There, standing in the elevator, was Glynda. She walk forward, her heels clicking on the marble white floor of Ozpin's office. As she stood in front of Ozpin's desk, she pulled out her and scroll and started to type something, as usual.

"You wanted to see me Headmaster?" She asked Ozpin, as he gave her a small smile.

¨Glynda, there is no need to call me tha. " He told her simply, as he walked over to his desk. "We both know I like being called by name, rather than Headmaster." He sat down at his desk, as he look toward his companion for many years.

She looked from up from her scroll, about to repeat the question, only to start staring at the object on her superior's desk.

On his desk, it's name unknown to both teachers in the room, was the Goddess Sword, sitting on a small stand. It's splendor left bare without it's sheath to cover it, with a hidden secret that neither knew anything about.

Glynda shook her head, and was instantly back on task. "You wanted to see me Ozpin?" She asked again, giving momentary glances at the sword, it's beauty contrasting heavily to the simple wood stand.

The man grinned, as he leaned back comfortably in his office chair. He listened to the gears above him click and turn, enjoying their symphony. As soon as he was comfortable, he asked his assistant a question.

"Glynda," Ozpin started, slowly starting the question, finding the right words along the way. "When you were taking our new friend to the care ward, did you notice anything strange. Anything that seemed… unusual on his person?"

His question caused Glynda to lift an eyebrow, as seemed to think back. 'It's no surprise,' Ozpin thought to himself, as he waited patiently for Glynda to answer. 'After all, I am asking a question that is usually reserved on those who aren't guests.'.

"Other than an ineffective wooden shield, his strange clothes, an empty ornate scabbard, and an utterly ridiculous hat," She told, as she read what he was recorded to have had on his on her scroll. "The young man had only a carrying pouch, a small bottle filled with a strange, unidentified red liquid, and oddly enough," She started, only to hesitate for a second with a raised brow. "A bag nearly filled to the brim with precious gems, with colors ranging from green to red. Further studies show that they are indeed real, yet show no signs of them being carved despite each having the exact same shape."

Ozpin now had a raised eyebrow. 'Who on Remnant would ever need so many precious gems, and more importantly, where did he even obtain them?'

"Now, if you don't mind me asking Ozpin," She asked, as she put her scroll away into her pocket. "Why would you drag me here in the middle of the night to tell you the belongings of our new guest? I am certain that the staff who searched him have already informed you of this." She told me, her arms crossed with her riding crop in the her right hand.

With a small smile, Ozpin told her the truth. "Oh, they have, I just wanted to know if there had been any updates, which there seemed to have been." He told her, as he leaned over his desk. "The reason I asked you here," He started to say, as his smile dropped into a flat line. "Was to show you this." He finally spoke, giving his friend a small gesture to the exquisite sword on his right.

At this, Glynda once again quirked her brow. "You wish to show me a sword?" She asked, her usually stern voice having snippets of a questioning tone.

"Indeed." Ozpin spoke simply, as he placed his hands under his chin, watching and waiting.

He watches as Glynda shakes her head in disbelief. However, it seems she herself was quite curious about the beautifully forged steel.

She walks closer to the blade, inspecting it's beauty. She looked at everything the sword had to offer, perhaps knowing that there was a reason Ozpin had asked her to do this. He watches as she goes to lift the sword, as he stiffens ever so slightly at his own experience of touching it.

She grips the handle of the sword carefully, only to remove it as if she had stuck her hand inside of a Grimm's mouth.

He watched as Glynda took more than a few steps back, as the sword fell from it's stand and landed on the floor with a loud clatter.

More frazzled than he had ever seen her in years, she stares at Ozpin with wide eyes.

"Wh-what was that?" Glynda asked, Ozpin knowing that she was horrified over the feeling that washed over her for but a second.

"That... Was the reason called you were called up here, Glynda." He responded simply, as he continued to gaze at his friend. He felt absolutely terrible for having her go through that, but understood that this was the only for her to understand what he shall tell her.

He let's Glynda get a hold of herself, and watching putting her usual stern expression back on.

Ozpin tells Glynda of how he had come to find sword next to what was the area Link had passed out of blood loss, including all of the strange occurrences that lead him to finding it.

"Do you have any idea as to what caused the the strange… chiming sound, as you described it?" Asked Glynda, as she started to write down the account into a private folder on her scroll.

"Unfortunately, the moment I asked myself that question was the same moment I picked up the sword." He told her, as she grimaced ever so slightly at the memory of herself picking up the sword. "Fortunately, I looked back at the drone footage and found the exact moment I had heard the chiming." He told her, as he stood from his chair, and walked round his desk. "However, all that was in the area was me and this sword."

After Ozpin had said that, with a cloth in hand, he reached down to pick up the Goddess Sword…

That is, before Glynda kindly stopped him.

"Ozpin," Glynda suddenly objected, as she brought out her riding crop and pointed at the sword. "allow me." She told him simply, as her electric green eyes stare at the point where her weapon was pointed.

Ozpin watches as her purple aura surrounds the Goddess Sword, as it has done countless objects before.

It still astonishes Ozpin to this date, the power and usefulness of his friend's Semblance. The ability to move and control any matter of any state, so long as she has enough Aura and will to utilize it. She can even control people if she wanted to, but that would cause a dramatic decrease in Aura outputs, as well as potentially kill the person she is controlling. More than likely, she would just force the person to be unable to move, which proves very useful when detaining someone.

Without a second thought, she made the motion of lifting an invisible object with her free hand. Slowly, the sword lifted up on it's own accord, hilt first into the air with the tip still touching the ground...

Only for the purple light to disappear from the sword and reappear Glynda's own riding crop.

With two sets of wide eyes watching the scene, as well as a plethora of cameras in the office, none could deny the fact of what happened next.

As if possessed, the riding suddenly moved up (with the exact amount of force used to pick up a sword) and slapped Glynda Goodwitch, one of the strongest Huntresses on Remnant, in the face.

The sword, once again clattered to the ground, as the only people in the office were stunned.

Ozpin had never seen this happen before, nor had he ever heard tales of Glynda ever failing to lift an object as light as a sword. He has seen her lift cars and Bullheads with ease, even creating a miniature thunderstorm by having the atoms in the air become supercharged.

Yet not only Glynda was unable to lift a relatively light sword fully off the ground, her Semblance was reflected and placed on a different object entirely.

Glynda, after shaking her head, possibly figuring this was a fluke, tried to lift the sword with her semblance once again. She was met with the same result, (minus getting slapped) as once again her purple aura went from surrounding the sword to surrounding her riding crop, further adding credibility to Ozpin's theory.

The sword was Magi-

The ringing that came from Ozpin pierced the room as if it were a blade. He raised an eyebrow, as he took his scroll from his pocket and looked at the displayed on screen. He raised his second eyebrow as he had saw who was calling him.

With a sigh and a glance towards Glynda, who had started to try for a third time to lift the sword onto its pedestal with a glare that would stop any Grimm in its tracks, he answered the call.

"Hello Doctor Onyx, now is not a good time, but I will be sure t-"

"Headmaster Ozpin!" Doctor Onyx shouted from the other side, so loudly that Glynda had glanced from across the room, and I had to put the scroll at least arms length away from my ear. "The boy you had us watch over just ran away!"

This caused quite the reaction from Ozpin, as with wide eyes he brought the scroll back to his ears. "What! How?!" Ozpin asked, his tone of voice filled with surprise and shock.

"He locked us in his Care-room sir!" Doctor Onyx told Ozpin, lowering his volume quite a bit when he spoke. "The clever son of a bitch is running around the school completely unsupervised, doing who knows what!"

Ozpin however, knew to some extent, what the powerful youth was up to. He was looking for someone, he knew from Links earlier questions about a girl with pointed ears. The question was, why? Was it someone important to him? Or was it something else…

Nevertheless, Ozpin knew that he couldn't just let Link leave. Despite what he felt about the situation, the boy was to important to just let slip away from under his nose.

Not only was Link a potentially powerful ally, he had so many things to offer that greatly increased our chances against Her. The ability to paralyze Grimm to study for potential weaknesses, information on a possible safe haven where Grimm can't enter, and most importantly…

Ozpin glances down to the sword on the floor, gazing once again at it's beauty.

Link had information on an unknown item that could reflect Semblances. A possible magical item unknown to any in Remnant, even to Salem and her minions? It was as if a trump card had literally came to him and begged to be used. Even better, it seemed that the sword can only be wielded Link.

Unfortunately, the sword seemed to only be able to be wielded by Link.

If the sword had been able to be wielded by anyone, then Ozpin had only need to...

convince Link to let them use it. The problem is, to use this new trump card they absolutely needed Link. He needed to get the boy on his side, and to have him trust them through thick and thin. They had already treated his most recent injuries, which should have given Link a reason to be on his good side.

However, if he leaves, and is caught by the wrong people, who knows what they will do to him. They may just kill him so that he would never be a significant thorn in their sides. Not only that, there was little to no chance that if he left, he could be found again.

Ozpin couldn't allow that. If either Link or the sword left Beacon property, than they may very well lose them forever.

So, with a heavy heart, Ozpin disconnected the call with a quick word of thanks, and went to made the necessary precautions.

Without a word, he grabbed a spare cloth and quickly lifted the sword. With hasty steps, he practically jogged towards a secret safe, one he had installed the moment he came to be in the Headmaster's office.

He opened the wall be pressing a specific part of it, which opened to reveal an impressive looking safe. After inputting the 7-number code, the safe wall opened, revealing it to be surprising empty. With haste, he quickly placed the blade within the safes thick steel walls.

He locked it all up, taking extra care to make sure everything was closed. Without even a glance towards Glynda, who seemed quite surprised, he turned towards the his elevator with scroll in hand.

Ozpin knew he may be going overboard, treating this situation with quite a few extreme measures. Despite that, Ozpin knew that extra precautions could lead to extra time.

Which is exactly what he needed right now.

He looked down at his scroll, and sent every employee of Beacons night watch a message.

'Staff, be on the lookout for an 17-18 year old male, with strange green clothing. Contact me immediately should he be spotted and direct his location to me. Do not confront under any circumstances, I repeat, do not confront under any circumstances.'

Ozpin beckoned Glynda into the elevator with only a glance. She quickly followed him in, and as soon as she did, he pressed the button of the floor he wanted to go to.

Wild-Cards are things that can only be used once, and when they are used correctly, they completely change the name of the game.

Link was one such card….

And Ozpin wanted it in his hand desperately.

With a ding, and an unnoticed sound like wind chimes, three people went down to the first floor of the Academy. Each one racing to find Link as soon as possible.

'I am hopelessly lost.'

This is what Link thought as he wandered through the many halls of Beacon Academy, in search of his sword.

It had been a while since his departure from the hospital room, perhaps ten minutes. He calmly walked through the halls, not rushing as that would not help his current situation.

As he walked, he searched high and low for any sign of what would be the armory, as that had been the place where Ozpin told him the sword was.

Link chuckled at his own expense. 'I, the supposed Hero that has come to save the surface, am now lost within a school. I am without my sword, without a map of the area, and without any sort of way to tell exactly where I am.'. He sighed, the sound echoing through the empty white halls. 'Can this get any worse?' He asked the world in his head, as he walked around the corner.

He found another wall in his way, and turned around with a sigh. He walked back the way he came, hoping to create some kind of mental map of this Labyrinth that was supposedly a school.

'Perhaps they use the insane amount of halls to train the students to find there way, even in the most confusing environments?' He thought as he walked through the lonely halls of the sleeping Academy. 'It doesn't seem as strange when I think about the day I had.' He thought to himself, as he reminisced about the day he had.

He was interrupted however, as a voice echoed through the halls behind, sending a chill down his spine despite knowing who the voice belonged to.

Link turned around and saw Fi floating in the air, looking quite creepy in the dark halls. Her blue skin making her look like a spiri-…. Like she usually does

"Master," She said in that serene monotone voice, as she floated closer to the hero. "I can see that this building's care ward has taken care of your wound." She peaked over Link's shoulder, her body fairly close.

Link blushed ever so slightly, as the only people that have been this close to him were Zelda and Kuren. Even Zelda, despite them knowing each other since childhood, rarely ever got this close. Even when she did, she only did so to tease him.

Fi on the other hand, didn't seem to mind, as right after she checked wound she floated back in front of me. "The wound should fully heal in approximately 30 days Master, as long you do nothing to injure it further. Your heart and bone marrow should have replaced all of the blood you have lost as well." She told me simply, despite what she told me.

"I suggest you be careful when we initiate your journey, Master. Risk of infections are only at 3%, but should you reopen your wound, the risk will increase-". Fi suddenly froze in place, the only movement she made was moving up and down ever so slightly

"Uhh…" He tried to start, only for Fi to interrupt him.

"My apologizes Master." She said, confusing him as she spoke. "You have already commanded not to do so, yet I have blatantly disregard your order." She told him, as she gave a slight bow towards him.

Met with the sight of the bowing spirit, Link could only stare with wide eyes filled with confusion. He didn't understand what the sword spirit spoke of.

Than it hit him like an Octoroc pellet to the face.

Fi was talking about the order he had given her when fighting the Omega Beowulf.

"If you so wish Master," Fi continued, as she rose from bowed position. "You may punish me as you see fi-" She would have continued, had Link not interrupted her.

"Wha-?!" Link practically shouted in shock."Why would you even suggest that?!" He asked her, very curious about where the idea idea of him punishing her came from.

He didn't expect to receive an answer from her so easily.

"I suggested the option of punishment, because that is what the lords of old did when their servants failed in their ordered tasks." She told him simply, as if she were talking about the weather. "As our relationship is that of Master and Servant, Her Grace inputted mass amounts of knowledge on what this entails into me. Thus, failing you entails an assortment of punishments based upon the failed task."

Link stared at Fi as if she were an alien from outer space. He knew that the spirit within the sword was loyal to a fault, hell, she gave him her body for her to use.

But to literally ask for punishment when she did the tiniest thing wrong? That was pushing it.

Link sighed at the scene that was unfolding before him, unsure on how to stop it. Link shook his head, clearing all other thoughts.

'There's no time for this,' The boy thought to himself. 'I need to make sure Zelda is okay.'

So, without any way to solve the current problem, Link decided postpone this… situation to a later date.

"Fi, while I appreciate your…" Link started, looking for the right word to fit say. "Loyalty." He decided, as that was one of the only positive word he could think of. "We need to go. Zelda isn't here, so we need to grab the Goddess Sword and start looking for her."

When Link had stopped talking, Fi immediately nodded, signaling she understood. "Of course Master." She told him as she nodded. The spirit drifted behind her Master, like a cloud following a breeze. She stopped directly behind where her master used to be facing, as said young man followed her.

"The location you seek is down this hall." She told him, as she used the cloth on her side to gesture behind her. "If you so wish, I may guide you." She ask him, as she awaited Link's response.

He gave her nod along with a smile, "Alright, but please hide the second you see someone." He told her, as she nodded with grace to his response, but still as unemotionally as possible.

"Affirmative, Master" soon as she said that, Fi began to glide backwards, just as she did when Link first saw her.

He began to follow her, doing an easy jog so as to move faster, studying the walls that had originally been a maze to him.

As Fi stayed ahead of him, somehow knowing when and where to turn despite her gaze remaining on him, he tried to read the signs that hung above the doors they passed. However, instead of the written language of the Hylians, his eyes were met with unrecognizable text.

As another sign crossed his path, he looked at it, making sure that what he saw was real. Still, whatever it was on the sign, it was unreadable to him. He couldn't recognize any of the letters, none of them even resembling the language they use on Skyloft.

"Hey Fi." Link called to get her attention, his jogging speed not affecting his breath. After all, this pace was below the normal speed f when the knights do laps. "Can you read any of these signs?" He asked both curious about what the signs said, as well as if Fi had the ability to read any.

"My apologies Master." She stated, as she gave a bow while simultaneously being my guide. "While Her Grace has inputted a plethora of knowledge on the subject of written languages into my memory, this is a language I am unfamiliar with." She told him easily, as she too went to glance at the signs that they come across.

Link sighed at the news, but wasn't all that disappointed when he heard. 'It was a long shot anyway.' He thought to himself, as he kept on following Fi through the maze like halls. 'Fi can't know everything, no matter how smart she is.'

"However," If suddenly spoke up, as she turned her head back towards me. "Since these people speak the exact same language as the Hylians, there should be similarities between the written languages." She stated, as she took another quick glance at another passing sign.

"Really?" He asked her, surprised by what she told. "How would speaking the the same language make such a huge difference?" He asked, wondering how such a seemingly insignificant factor could solve this problem.

As soon as Link had asked that, Fi brought herself a little closer to Link. A good enough distance were they could speak comfortably, yet far enough as to be considered casual.

"If you wish to know Master, I can explain this topic to you in full detail." She told him, as she continued to glide to their destinations. "However-"

Before Fi could go on, Link's highly sensitive ears twitched ever so slightly. He stopped suddenly, looking around for the source of the noise he had heard.

"Master?" Fi asked, as she stopped and glided over to her where Link had. "What seems to be th-" She was stopped however, as Link raised a silent hand in the air.

He kept his hand in the air, listening to the pattern of footfalls on the white stone floor. He listened, trying to hear where these footfalls came from, and where they were going. It would seem though, that the footfalls wouldn't be the sounds that answered that question.

"Man, I can't believe we were the ones chosen for the midnight rounds!" The voice was loud, and sounded annoyed and tired from a hard day's work. It was fairly close, perhaps down the hall and to left of the hall they were in.

Link wasn't the only one to hear this man's complaints, as Fi turned to the voice of the man as well. There was also the man next to him, who answered the man's complaint with a voice that spoke a few years of experience.

"Calm down kid," The older man said, still nowhere in sight of Link and Fi. "This shift won't be as boring as the past ones used to be, I can tell you that." You could practically hear the the grin that graced the older man's face.

"Oh sure," The younger man said, his voice becoming louder by the step. "Just because we're on the lookout for 'A strange clothed man in green' doesn't mean this will be any less boring." The young man said, causing Link's eyes to grow wide.

As soon as he heard that they were looking for him, he glanced around the area. The only place he could find was the corner from which the halls turned. As silently and as quickly as he could, he went to crouch down behind the corner. Fi was close behind, sticking to him like glue.

Link watched and waited, looking to see if the two would pass or come down the hall they were in. The footsteps were getting closer, and the voices continued to talk.

"Sure it does," The older man replied, calmly walking down the hall. "This time, we're actually looking for someone, instead of gazing into these dark halls searching for something that might not be there."

It was then that the two night guards came into sight.

One was tall and brawn, with dark skin and broad shoulder. He wore a sort of uniform, one that fit tightly against his body. He had a black, graying beard, with his head protected by his helmet, and face covered by a visor.

The other, while not skinny, was no where near as brawn as his partner. He wore the exact same uniform and matching helmet. No other feature could be seen other than the fact that he was quite pale.

"Pfft, please," the pale one said, as he waved his hand towards the left, where his supposed partner was. "We're practically looking for a small needle in a large. I mean seriously," He said loudly, turning down the hall Link and Fi were in. As soon as Link saw this, he stopped peeking and kept his back to the wall.

"Even the second year students get lost in these halls! And who could blame them!" He said, as he an in front of his partner and walked backwards, trying to make a point.

"I needed a map the on the first day I worked as a security guard here, and I still do. Hell, I still can't find the Headmaster's Office" Said the pale guard, as they grew closer and closer to the place Link was hiding. "Trust me when I say the chances of finding him are zero to o-." The pale guard said as he turned back…

Only to stop and stare as he saw Link crouched behind the corner of the hall, with his shield at the ready. Fi was also seen, but the second the pale guard blinked, she was out of his sight, just as ordered. She phazed through the wall as if it didn't exist, leaving the guard confused and dazed.

Which was why Link was able to so easily catch the man off guard.

Link sprang into action, like a tiger whom had discovered it's prey. Before either guard could react, Link moved to bash the smaller guard using the side of his shield.

"Sorry." Link told him, with eyes filled with a deep sadness.

The hit connected, right upon the man's unguarded jaw.

Before the man knew what hit him, he was sprawled across the floor, his Aura unable to protect him from the full force of which he was hit with.

Link glanced at the man he may have just knocked out, making sure the man wouldn't get up and surprise him. He would've that is, had the other guard not try and charge him.

Link quickly turned to the sound of heavy steps, as the man went to tackle him with his impressive size. However Link,(who could be considered an expert when it came to avoiding large,red haired opponents) saw an opening he could use to escape.

With practiced speed and grace, Link place his shield on his back, ran up to the guard and rolled underneath his large figure. The guard looked behind himself, trying to switch his momentum as quickly as his large form made possible. Unfortunately for the guard, by the point he started running, Link was already down the hall and around the corner.

"Bastard!" Link heard the guard yell, as his heavy steps followed soon after. Link ignored that sound however, as he was too busy listening to the direction Fi gave him from within the wall.

"To the left Master." She whispered, as silent as a soft breeze. Though she was unseen to her master and the guard, Link could hear her.

Link was sprinting down the school's halls, following Fi's invisible direction. The guard was still after him, sprinting as fast as possible. However, the guard was unable to move as fast as the young knight, who was among the fastest runners on Skyloft.

Link took a quick glance behind him, raising a brow over the fact that the guard had put 'a pane of glass' to his ear. As he brought his head to look forward, he could hear the man speak through his ragged breath.

"Headmaster," The guard spoke, His ragged breaths making it hard to find . " I found the man you're looking for." He told Ozpin, unaware their conversation was being listened to.

"Where?" Said the voice of Ozpin, which surprised Link immensely, as said man was nowhere in sight.

With a gasp of breath, the guard continued to speak. "He's in the central area, near your office sir. I'm tailing him now." The heavily breathing guard said , as he continued to chase Link.

"Right, Master" Fi said, as Link immediately followed her directions.

"Extremely close to your office, actually." He heard the gasping guard say, sounding slightly confused. "It's almost like he knows exactly where he's-" The large guard was interrupted by the disembodied voice of Ozpin.

"Do not let him in!" Ozpin practically shouted, so loudly that Link was sure he heard it in two different places. "He must not be allowed entry!" With that, Ozpin ended the call.

"Master," Said the silent Fi, still invisible to the guard and him. "When you take the next Left, immediately press the button on the side of the door in front of you."

Link complied, and began to sprint towards through the hall on his left. He saw the strange looking door, as well as the button on the left Fi had mentioned. He stopped and pressed it with his left hand, turning toward the large guard.

The second Link stopped however, he realized how tired he actually was. He, like the guard in front of him, was gasping for breath. His legs felt light, and he was sweating buckets everywhere.

'Damn' Link thought himself, trying to open the door with his left hand. 'Still not used to running with chain mail.'

He gripped the metal door, trying to pry it open, but no matter him much he pulled, the door wouldn't budge. He kept trying, only to hear the sound of a click from guard.

Link brought his eyes forward, to see guard holding up a gun. Though Link did not know what was in his hand, he had enough sense to know that it couldn't be anything good.

Link brought out his shield preparing for the worse.

"Alright kid," The guard said, as he waved the gun in his hand. "Ya know how this goes. Hands where I can see'em" He told Link, giving an inspecting gaze across his entire body, looking for any sort of weapon.

Link, who was unaware of 'how this goes', kept his shield up without moving a muscle.

The guard sighed and shook his head. "C'mon kid," He told him, pulling out a stun baton from his hip. "I don't want to shock you. All you gotta do is…" The guard paused however, the origin of his gaze unknown to Link as the helmet's visor blocked his eyes.

Link was confused, but that didn't last long as suddenly, a small bell sounded out from behind him. He heard the large supposedly unmovable doors move, opening up into a small room.

Without taking his eyes off the guard, he tried to move into the elevator.

BANG!

A loud explosion went off, originating from the now silent guards gun. The bullet, laced with electric Dust, shot forward faster than an arrow.

Without thinking, Link focused on the moving bullet, watching as it moved right towards his shield. He watched as it sailed towards him and saw the emotionless face of the guard. Just as the bullet was about to reach him…

His arm shot forward, taking all of the force of the bullet and redirecting it with his shield toward the same man who shot him. The tip of the bullet dented, and wasn't stable as it was pushed off.

The redirected bullet shot toward the guard, whose expression was that of shock. As it turn in the air, the bullet went on a strange path, as if possessed. Before the guard could react to the bullet, he was struck on the temple.

Although his Aura blocked the force of the bullet, the electricity that raced through it wasn't stopped. The guard spasmed , his limbs shooting all around him, and fell to the ground, too stunned to even shout out. When the guard had stopped twitching, Link quickly ran up and brought his fingers to his neck.

Link quickly sighed in relief, as the erratic heartbeat of the guard was still pulsing. Still, to be sure that he was okay, Link called out to Fi.

"Fi,"Link called out, looking around for the sword spirit. As soon as he had asked, Fi came out from within the wall and glided to his side. "Is he going to be alright?"He asked, looking for any sort of other lethal wounds.

"Worry not Master," She responded, as she glided down to take a closer look at the guard. "While the electric shock could've been lethal, his helmet discharged most of it. He will be at 100% health in a approximately twenty-three hours."

He nodded, as he stood over the unconscious body of the guard. As he did, Link thought back to the guards strange reaction. 'What was that?' He thought to himself, trying to think of a possible answer. "What caused him too…" He shook his head and turned to the now open door, and the small room behind it. Right now, he needed to focus on the task at hand.

With determined strides he stepped into the small room and continued his quest to save Zelda.

"Just because you're right,

doesn't mean that you're correct."

-Fate/Stay Night: UBW

BloodyAbyss: WHAT?! You're gonna stop it there?! Have you no soul?!

Author: Dude, calm do-

BloodyAbyss: No bro, you've gone too far! How could you do this to your fans! They've been waiting for this chapter, and you end it off there?!

Author: Yes, but only becau-

BloodyAbyss:(Pulls out Evelyn) I'm going to end you sorry existence!

Author:(Pulls out a Canon) Try me. See what happens.

BloodyAbyss:(Quickly puts his hands in the air) Whoa, whoa, whoa! Alright! Just put the Canon down….

Author:(Puts the Canon back in his pocket) That's what I thought.

Now, the reason why I ended it here was because I know you guys have been waiting for this. I didn't want it to take any longer to upload, so I'm doing it here and now.

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Skyward Remnants!