A/N So this is pretty much a build up chapter. Not much action, but it's going somewhere! I promise. I guess when I was playing the game, I thought a lot about how the demon tribe would work, like what they would eat, where they would sleep, etc. So this is what I came up with. =) I guess I was sort of disappointed by the lack of reviews, but I realize now that this is a story that I want to write, so I'm going to keep writing it no matter what! ;) On that note, reviews would still be greatly appreciated. I would like to thank the lovely OrangeDragonofDusk who reviewed. I'm sorry, no suicidal missions, but the plot will twist in about 2 or so chapters! =D (I know it's slow to start)

I don't own Legend of Zelda.

Lahnia stared at the back of her hand, concentrating. She was trying to remember every nook and cranny of Faron Woods, knowing that her life most likely depended on it. 'Know it like the back of your hand' it was such a strange expression, she could think of many other things she knew better than the back of her hand. She sighed deeply, looking at her almost completed map of Faron Woods.

After her conversation with 'Demon Lord' Ghirahim, Konan had led her to a small canvas tent, deep within the camp. There were two wooden poles supporting the fabric, one up next to the stone wall of the sealed grounds pit, and one outward facing the 'trail' of the slope. Next to the wall there was a small wooden desk with paper, ink and a feather; where Lahnia now worked. There were two makeshift beds of blankets on the ground, and a small lantern hanging from a nail on one of the poles. She wasn't alone however; Konan resided on a wooden stool much too small for a demon of his size at the opening of the tent. When Lahnia occasionally turned around to stretch her back she noticed how obviously annoyed he was at having to guard her.

As she was thinking of her helpless situation she heard Konan move. She turned around to see he was lighting the lantern. The sun was quickly receding, and the light penetrating the cloth tent was gone. She turned back, sighing, and looked at her map. It was very well made, but she looked at it was dread. Why did she have to work so fast? When she was done there would be nothing stopping the demons from murdering her in cold blood. She had to think of something she would be useful at!

"Hey, you've been staring at that for a while, are you done?" she turned, surprised that the grumpy demon had actually spoken to her.

"Um, not quite…" he looked completely bored out of his mind, and she could picture him being perfectly content with killing her. She didn't want to give him any reasons to be mad at her. That was when her stomach growled. There was a long and awkward silence. He looked at her, almost amused.

"If you were hungry, you could've just told me"

"I didn't want you to get mad…" she admitted sheepishly, blushing.

"I'll get you some food. It's not like we don't feed our own prisoners" she could have sworn he rolled his eyes. He stood up, and stepped out of the tent and yelled:

"Hey you; watch her for a minute!" a small pudgy demon came in and stood at the front of the opening as Konan left. He crossed his arms threateningly, glaring at her like she was about to escape. She sat still, while trying to advert her eyes from the guard. After a few minutes of uncomfortable silence, Konan came back with two steaming bowls.

"You are dismissed" as the demon left, Konan handed her a bowl and a spoon. She looked down and was… horrified. The steaming liquid in the bowl looked repulsive. It was black and had abnormally shaped brown chunks of…something floating in it. It smelled of spoiled food and dirt. She grimanced at it.

"What is this?" Konan looked up at her from his bowl, already half empty.

"What do you mean?" she raised an eyebrow, and gestured to the bowl.

"It's food. And it's all you're going to get so eat up." His voice held the hint of annoyance, and he turned his attention back to his bowl. She looked back down at it, and her stomach growled. She could refuse to eat it, but she would have to eventually. She closed her eyes, and took a sip. Her senses were immediately bombarded by… awfulness. It tasted a thousand times worse than it smelled! She remembered when she was little she once ate a bug out of curiosity, and it was the worst thing she had ever tasted. That memory seemed like a frosted strawberry cupcake compared to this stew. She immediately spit it out. She jumped up, and began rubbing her tongue with her finger.

"This tastes awful! It's the worst thing I've ever tasted!" she yelled before she could stop herself. Konan looked up, surprised at her outburst. The emotion was quickly replaced by anger.

"And you think you can do any better?" he set his bowl down and crossed his arms.

"Frankly, yes. Anyone can cook better than this." She knew she should be scared, but she didn't care. She loved to cook, and the fact that these demons didn't care about the taste or quality of their food was, almost rude to her. Konan seemed skeptical, and stood.

"Prove it"

"Fine. I will." There was a moment of silence as the stood there, both staring at each other, angry. Lahnia looked away first.

"Um, where?" Konan looked surprised.

"You're actually going to cook?"

"Well, yeah" he looked outside, his anger fleeting.

"Tomorrow. It's too dark. Finish your map." Lahnia had completely forgotten about her main task. She nodded and sat back down, adding lines. After a moment, she could hear Konan settle back down onto his undersized stool.

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She remembered what had stopped her working before on the map. It was the matter of the Sealed Temple. From her view in the camp, she couldn't see it. It just looked like a grove of trees. She thought that it was strange because she's been through the deepest part of the woods even as a child and she could always see its old vine infested walls from a great distance away. She vaguely remembered earlier today when she was collecting honeycomb she didn't notice it. It was almost as if it… was meant to be hidden. So she couldn't decide whether to put it in the map or not. She didn't want to mess with anything, especially since it was the goddess's temple. She decided to fill the space on the map with a thick impenetrable grove of trees.

A/N Please read and review! ;)