Sorry for the wait kiddos, I've been working haunted houses lately, so I haven't had much time.

Now, some people got on my case about Midna being too much of a bitch, so I'm toning her back a little bit, making her a little more canon with the timeline.

Once again, I don't own LoZ, Link or Midna. I do still own Alexender.

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"Why do you have so many scars, Vampy? I thought you guys could heal any wound in an instant." Midna was floating a short distance behind Link.

"Did you have to wait until we were engaging the enemy to ask such a question?" Alexander dove out of the way as two Lizalfos swung down at him. He flicked his dagger at one, burying it to the hilt in it's shoulder. The beast let out an enraged hiss and charged him.

"Because it didn't look like you were too busy." Midna giggled a little as she watched the battle unfold. "Link, look out!"

Link had just driven the Master sword through his first Lizalfos' skull when Midna noticed a second one charging him, it's spiked shoulder pad on a collision course with his heart. Link raised his shield, ready to take the full force of the hit and prepared a counter-attack. He never got the chance. A black blur slammed into the Lizalfos, and it was sent flying into a nearby wall. On the floor, holding his head was a slightly bruised Crusader.

"Sorry about that, Kid, didn't mean to take that away from you," Alexander pointed behind him at the two creatures fighting over who would attack first. "but those guys have good arms."

Midna laughed a little. "You let one of them grab you? Really?" Link snorted in laughter as well, having found out just how hard those things threw a long time ago.

"It grabbed my coat as I tried to roll behind him." Alexander stood up and turned to face his opponents again. "Looks like your friend is getting back up too. Good luck kid." He sprinted back toward them, and tore his dagger out of the one's shoulder. "In response to your question," The clash of metal as he deflects the Lizalfos' blade. "we do. However, all the scars we receive during our first lives are terribly-" There was a sound similar to wet bed sheets being torn as Alexander's sword drove itself into the beast's throat. "permanent." He charged the other Lizalfos, ready to deliver a similar fate. The creature had picked up a pot and hurled it at Alexander's head. He had a moment to study the intricate patterns that were painted on it, as well as wonder how so many pots wound up in an abandoned temple in the first place. Before the pot had the chance to hit him, however, he slipped in the muddy, near-black blood of the Lizalfos he just killed, sliding on his back toward his attacker. The creature's face contorted into a sickly smile, if one can call what it did a smile, as it raised up it's sword to skewer the moving target. As the blade came down, Alexander forced himself to roll, barely missing the red steel. He held out his sword and using his momentum alone, cut through the overgrown iguana's knee. It collapsed to the ground, hissing and screeching before it dissolved into another muddy mess. "That was a lovely pot, I should take one of them home with me." He said absent-mindedly as he tried to wipe the sticky substance from his coat and legs. He turned to see link run up the wall and jump a good eight feet into the air before coming down, thrusting the Master Sword clear through the final Lizalfo' head and into it's chest. He seemed to bounce away before the accursed thing could dissolve, leaving Alexander to wonder where this boy learned how to fight.

"Ugh, you got some of it on me, Hero." Midna looked at herself in disgust as Alexander walked toward her. He wiped up the miniscule spot on her shoulder with two fingers.

"I'll take care of that for you, little one." He touched it to his tongue, hoping for even the smallest amount of sustenance. His face twisted as if he had drank an entire bottle of lemon juice. "Well, I know never to do that again, it tastes like motor oil." He spat repeatedly to get the dirty sensation out of his mouth. Alexander walked toward the next door and looked over his shoulder. "You've got some impressive moves, kid. How about once this is over, you and I go at it?"

Link smiled and nodded, glad to have someone to really test himself against.

Midna sighed, following the two swordsmen through to the next room. "So, your kind need blood in order to survive, right?"

"More or less." Alexander looked around. The ceiling was unusually high, with a large, bell-shaped object in the middle. On the far side was what appeared to be a set of scales large enough to fit at least ten people on each disk. "If we are not overtaken by our hunger and become little more than bloodthirsty beasts, we become quite frail and weak, even by human standards. I have seen many new vampyr wither away to ash because they felt that feeding on living blood was unethical and immoral." Alexander took his eyes off the scales to find himself staring three overly large Cyclops skulltulas dead in the eye. "This place seems to have a bit of a pest problem, don't you think?" He chuckled as he drew his sword, hearing link do the same.

---A few moments later---

Midna laughed as Alexander and Link stepped on tiny skulltula after tiny skulltula. "Well, if the whole 'save the world' thing doesn't work out, you two will make great exterminators." It was Midna's turn to gaze at the enormous scales. "How do you think we're supposed to get across that? The only door I can see is on the other side of it."

"I'm not too sure, Midna was it?" Alexander sat down on one of the stairs. "I've taken a bit of a beating here tonight, haven't I?"

"Yea, you kind of look like one big undead bruise. Not to mention you're even paler than when we first met you."

"I'm just a bit drained, it's been a while since I've had anything to drink." He instinctively reached into his coat, but found nothing but a little broken glass and his empty steel flask. "Oh, that's right, I'm all out." He sighed as he leaned back on his elbows.

Link swallowed hard and took off his left glove, rolling up his sleeve. He held his hand out to Alexander, palm up.

"Thank you, Boy." Alexander unscrewed the cap of the flask and brought his dagger to Link's wrist. "You might feel a little prick."

Link winced as the blade slid across his flesh. Hot liquid poured from him, running down his fingertips and into the mouth of the flask. His blood was so hot on his skin that he was afraid it would leave burn marks. As quickly as it began, however, the flow subsided, and Alexander looked into the flask.

"Hmm, about half a pint. That should be enough to get us all out of here." He licked the blood off of his dagger before sheathing it and taking a drink. "Still warm." He closed his eyes. "Your blood has a strange strength to it, boy. As if it were blessed." Alexander put the flask away and stood back up. "Oh, here. Put some of this on that cut, it'll close you right up, nice and scar-free." He reached into his pocket and tossed Midna a small tin. "Help him out with that, would you?"

Midna looked to Link, a small blush, hardly noticeable, graced her cheeks. "Hold still, Hero. I'm only going to do this once." She put a little dab of it on her fingers and swiped it delicately across Link's wound. Her blush deepened as she rubbed the salve in. She couldn't help but notice that his piercing blue eyes were fixated on her. It made her pleasantly uneasy to know that she was the center of his thoughts, if only for the moment. "There we go, all rubbed in."

"Then you can stop massaging his wrist, Princess." Alexander called from the top of the stairs.

Midna jumped and put her hands behind her back, a deep blush spreading across her entire face. Link just smiled politely and gave her a quick one armed hug before sprinting up the stairs. She grinned inwardly and floated up to rejoin them.

"Alright, let's see about this, shall we?" Alexander stepped onto the first disk, and it quickly shifted downward, raising the other just out of reach. "Use me as a platform to get onto the other one, it should even out so I can get across. "He put his hands above his head, palms flat.

Link dashed toward the ledge and jumped. He quickly stepped off on Alexander's hands, leaping to the other disk. He rolled, catching himself as the scales shifted back to center.

"Lovely, now let's move on, I'm sure there's much more to do here." Midna and Alexander said in unison.

The three went through another door and entered a small room with a chest up on a ledge.

"This looks promising. Go get that treasure, Hero." Midna pushed Link a little toward the chest. At that moment, a large mass of Armour fell to the ground.

"The hell is that?" Alexander exclaimed.

Midna gasped. "It's a Darknut."

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Dun Dun Dundundun Duuunnnnn!!!! Finally getting into the action now, tell me what you think.

Little longer than usual, but not too much.

Chapter 5 should be up before Thanksgiving