DISCLAIMER: SEE CH 1

AN: Man, I can't stop updating this. Don't worry those who are also reading my Super Smash Brothers story, I will update it eventually.

Review Responses:

Anime Wildfire: Yeah, poor Link… I actually sat for a long time thinking about how he would be captured, and that was all I came up with.

Spiritual Stone: Yeah, I can see where that would be confusing. Trust me; I plan to explain some things.

LinkIsaacANDLloyd: I must have missed you last chapter, sorry. Anyway, you can write your own story if you want, I won't accuse you of copying. If you'd rather not, I'll listen to any ideas you want to share, and I will give credit if I use any. And thanks for the compliment!

Link awoke groggily. He had no idea where he was, and his vision was all blurry. He tried to stand, but fell back down. He closed his eyes and forced himself to stay still. He siphoned a bit of his magic power into healing a bit. He opened his eyes. His vision was still blurry, but he felt less dizzy. He used a wall he was lying against to stand up. He was in a prison cell, made of dank, grey stone. None of that fancy white stuff. With that last thought, his memory returned. He had been in Jarmania, trying to learn what he could. He was attacked, and drugged. Which raised a new question. Why was he drugged and captured, not killed? A guard walked by and peeked in.

"Ah, you're awake." The guard said flatly. He called over a couple of his buddies. He opened the door. "Come with us." He told Link. The guards tied Link's arms behind his back. He didn't resist, he had no energy. He was brought out, and taken down the hallway to a door at the end. The two guards brought him in and sat him down in a chair. His legs were tied to the chair leg. The room was small and square, and just as grey and drab as the cells. A man was looking at him from the other side of the room. He was pale, with very short, black hair. He was also short, about 5 feet. He was kind of flabby, weak looking.

"Alright. I'm going to ask you a few questions. Answer and you will be released. If you don't, you die. First, what's you're name?" He said, getting right to the point.

Link glared at him, silent.

The flabby man sighed. "We know you are a Hylian. Your deranged ears tell us that. Why are you here? Did you hope to destroy us from the inside? Our man told us you were strong, but that is impossible."

Link looked up sharply.

The flabby man laughed. "That's right; the soldier that escaped from the fight you interfered with. He came straight to me. He told me of you. We have spies in Hyrule, which is what I presume was your job. Ours are more competent, they tend to remember to wear a disguise. We think we may know something of your identity. So I ask you again; who are you?"

"If I wasn't tied to this I could snap your neck." Link stated, hoping to intimidate him.

It didn't work. The man laughed. "That may be, but it proves how limited your strength is. There are other types of power, besides brute force. But I see you will not cooperate. Kill him."

The guards approached, swords drawn. "Wait," The man said, smiling cruelly, "Take him to the coliseum. We could use another gladiator."

Link didn't know what a gladiator was, but he didn't like the sounds of it. He was untied from the chair. The guards brought him to the exit of the prison and led him to a horse drawn carriage. He was put in the carriage, tied up, and left in there with four new guards. The carriage started moving. Link wondered if he could pull a Din's fire. Probably not. He needed hand motions as well, and bound as he was that was impossible. He cursed himself for forgetting his hood. He could solve puzzles and avoid deadly traps throughout countless temples, but he has to do ONE thing, put on a hood, and he forgets.

The carriage rolled to a stop. His feet were untied, and he was taken out. He was back near the coliseum. He was taken inside, and down a flight of stairs into a basement. He was tossed into another cell, untied, and left without any explanation. He tested the bars, but they were all strong. A little while later, a man walked up to his cell. This one had red hair about the length of Link's, and was over 6 feet tall, muscular.

"Hello. I am Bruce. I am here to tell you of your new life as a gladiator." The man said. "You're a fighter here now, and your job is to please the audience. You will be pitted against other gladiators or animals. You will be fed enough to keep you strong, if you do well. If you don't do well, you needn't worry about food, as you will be dead."

Link was sickened. "You force people to fight each other here to amuse a crowd?"

"Harsh words. Accurate, but harsh." Bruce said. "Your first fight is now. My superiors want to see how well you fare. I think you are far too scrawny. You could try to kill me, but I doubt you can. Either way, you would never escape this building."

He opened the door. He considered attacking the guard, who obviously underestimated him, but knew it would be useless to try to escape. He followed Bruce down several halls. They stopped in front of a large, iron door.

"Through there is your opponent. He is rather bigger than you. I suppose this is the last time I will see you alive. Good bye then." Bruce said evilly, opening the door for him. He stumbled out into the field. It was a big, round pit with a floor of sand. The sunlight blinded him, and he held his hand up to block it as his eyes adjusted. The stands around were filled with people, who were muttering to each other. Clearly they didn't find Link very impressive. His opponent was on the other side, and Bruce wasn't kidding when he said he was bigger. The guy was at least 7 feet tall, and had arms like tree trunks. He carried a giant axe.

Link couldn't help but notice that he wasn't given a weapon. Obviously, his stuff had been taken. He hoped it was at the coliseum; if it was still at the prison he may never get it back. He realized with a sudden chill that he had lost the Master Sword, the most important artifact in all of Hyrule. Either way, if he was to bring it back to Hyrule, he had to survive.

The giant approached him, huge axe dragging on the ground. Link turned sideways to minimize himself as a target. The giant stopped, and swung his 6 foot axe horizontally at Link's neck height. Link ducked, and ran at His legs. He dove into them, knocking the giant down. The crowd gasped. Link stood up, and his opponent sat up, thrusting the long handle at Link horizontally. Link grabbed it, and slid back a bit, but held his ground. He ground his teeth, wishing for his gold gauntlets. Suddenly he jumped up, flipped over the axe and landed on the head of his enemy, who fell back again. Link punched him in the face, breaking his nose. The man yelled, and punched Link in the gut. Link flew back, gasping. The man brought the axe down towards Link's head, but Link rolled to the side, and frog-jumped to his feet. He ran forward and drop-kicked his opponent in the chest. The man stumbled back, and Link wrenched the axe out of his hands while he was dazed. Link summoned all his strength and smashed the man's forehead with the dull end of the handle. His opponent fell back, out cold. Link tossed the axe to the side, panting. The crowd cheered, but were a little disappointed that there was little blood.

Bruce walked out, and beckoned Link back to the door he had entered from. As Link approached, Bruce said, "I'm surprised, I must admit. You're tougher than you look. You now have the right to fight with your weapons."

"The ones I came with?" Link asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.

"The very same. My superiors think a man fights better with weapons he is familiar with. I would like to see how you can wield that sword. When we were bringing it to the storage room we could barely carry it, it is so heavy. It seemed to be getting heavier the longer one person held it, we had to keep switching. It will be kept in a locked cabinet outside the entrance to the arena, only you will have the key. It will have the number 14 on it. We would put your name but you did not tell us…" Bruce responded.

"And I don't plan to." Link said shortly, walking by him towards his cell. To get there, he passed 3 hallways made of grey stone, with rows of cells on either side. Bruce followed behind. Link just walked into his cell, and sat down on the stone slab that passed as a bed. The other features of his cell included a chin-up bar, or something like it, and a table with a chair. All stone, of course.

"Your cell can be made much more pleasant if you cooperate. We can install a shower with running water. We have that technology, I don't know about Hyrule. We can improve your meals, hot stew or even meat. We can soften your bed. We can bring you things to amuse you, or things you need. These things must be earned. If you fight well, and keep the crowd happy, some of these things can be granted. Or, if you cooperate, and tell us what we need to know, we will give you some as well." Bruce said to Link.

Link normally wasn't picky, but the idea of spending months here without a shower repulsed him. "I will tell you why I was here, and my first name, and I will fight if you give me that shower."

Bruce nodded, "I will have to ask my superiors."

He walked off, and just as we walked out the door to the right a guard came out with trays of food. He delivered one to Link. Stale bread, overripe food, and a slab of gristly meat. At least the water was clean. Link ate it all; he had eaten worse. As he finished, Bruce reappeared.

"That is an acceptable deal. But if you stop providing decent fights, the shower can be removed." He said.

Link wondered if it was a trick, but he really didn't care anymore. His name would mean nothing, and they already guessed why he was here.

"My name is Link. I was here to learn what I could." Link said bluntly.

Bruce's eyes seemed to widen at the name, but that was impossible. The name Link meant nothing to anyone besides the King and Zelda. He nodded, and left. Link wondered briefly what time it was, but decided he didn't care. He lay down on the stone bed and drifted off to sleep.

AN: Well, I may not have the longest chapters, but you have to admit I can crank them out pretty quick when I want to. Please review!