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More updates in this chapter. And Sheik and Dagg aren't so "flat" now! :D Thanks for reading, reviewing, faving me and story and pointing out any mistakes I might have made.

-Jack Knights

His dreams, while not entirely unpleasant were strange and so he didn't mind when someone grabbed a hold of his shoulder and shook him so roughly that Sheik felt as if his head would fall off. His eyes flashed open and he was surprised to see sunlight streaking through the clouds. That bastard didn't wake me up for my shift, he thought, annoyed. Dagg suddenly entered his vision, grasping his shoulder and shaking him again. He batted the hand away and sat up. The Gerudo was kneeling in front of him, but faced away at the sound of heavy scrapping reverberating through the tunnel several yards away.

"What's going on?" he said, although he thought he already knew the answer.

"I have no idea, but whatever it is, it's not good," Dagg said grimly. "We've got to go. Now."

Sheik ripped off the sleeping bag and dashed to the entrance of the tunnel, peering inside. He cursed at the sight before him. The Bulblin Lord, its face scarred and still healing, was grinning wickedly as it trudged through the tunnel, many of the lesser goblins grunting behind it. I guess it was too much to ask that he remain unconscious for a few days, Sheik reasoned, not feeling any better. He paused, confused when the massive Bulblin didn't charge at him. It was then he realized that the monster was simply too big to go through the tunnel and had gotten its horns stuck in the rock. Sheik would've laughed if the situation wasn't so serious. He dashed back to Dagg, who was already throwing things into his pack.

"It's the Bulblins, isn't it?" Dagg called to him. Sheik nodded solemnly as he grabbed for his weapons. "Do you have a plan to get us out of here?"

"Working on it!" he shouted as he ran back to the tunnel. He assessed the situation quickly in his mind. I can't attack from within the tunnel, there's not enough room. He rummaged through a bag he normally kept wrapped around his leg. Three smoke pellets, eight bomb pellets and a pepper one… he took quick inventory. Alright… what can I do with these? He studied the layout of the tunnel from where he stood, trying to find a solution. When the Bulblin Lord managed to get a horn free of the rock, he grinned, a mad plan coming to mind.

He managed to get halfway a yard into the tunnel before the giant goblin was free and charging at him. Taking two of the black pellets, he threw them at the head of the monster. It ducked, as he had expected it would and they exploded against the ceiling. Chunks of rocks came loose, raining down on the monsters, blocking the path. He took another three of the pellets and aimed at the same spot. The Bulblin Lord, however, was ready for his attack and threw up an arm, catching the pellets in his armoured hand and flinging them against the wall of the tunnel. The wall of the tunnel was obliterated and sunlight streamed in through the gaping hole. Several of the monsters behind their lord were blinded by the light and tripped over the edge, plummeting to their deaths far below.

While the monsters were distracted, he threw the rest of bomb pellets, but his aim was off and they struck uselessly at the opposite wall. He backpedaled out of the tunnel, cursing his bad luck. The Bulblin Lord roared at him, the sound made deafening as it bounced around the tight space. He grabbed the red pellet and chucked it at the monsters face, but it covered its skin with a gauntleted hand and the irritant dissipated into the air.

"Dagg… please tell me you've got an escape route, a way out of here, something," he said grimly as he grabbed his weighted chain.

"What did you do?" the dark man said, his voice rising. "I swear, if we make it out this alive, I'm going to kill you!"

"You can make good on your death threats later," Sheik assured him. "Right now you either fight with me or use your magic to get us the hell out of here."

"My magic isn't—wait, there might be something…" he trailed off. Sheik could've sworn he heard the cogs in the man's head turning. "Buy me some time with what you've got and we may just get out of here yet."

"Promise me it won't be in body bag?" Sheik quipped, but he trod down to the tunnel again, his face set with grim determination. Just as he arrived at the mouth of the tunnel several Bulblins came screaming out of the semi-darkness, catching him off guard. He barely had enough time to parry the nearest attack with his sword, which was still sheathed. Flinging the sheath off, he stabbed the monster, slashed at another and kicked a third in the head.

Where the hell are they all coming from? he thought frantically, dodging a blow to his head. It was then that he noticed, out of the corner of his eye, that the Bulblin Lord, clearly not as stupid as he looked, had taken to passing his minions around his incredible girth, which could not advance further, now thanks to the hole in the wall. Sheik cursed his stupidity again as he slit the throat of the nearest goblin. It was then that he saw that several of the smaller monsters had hung back and were making quickly clearing the debris from the tunnel. He cursed as he jumped backwards, he hand going into his bag for a smoke pellet. He threw them, all of them, at the tunnel as another Bulblin came at him, hoping that it would at least slow down their progress for a time.

"Dagg you'd better hurry up!" Sheik said, getting caught on the shoulder by a goblin's blade. Dammit… I can barely keep these things at bay. If the big guy breaks through, we're done for.

Dagg had heard his blonde friend shout, but he hadn't answered. After racking his mind for the right spell, he had come up empty handed. Sheik must be tiring; he won't be able to stave off those monsters for much longer. I'm of no help to him in a fight either. I'm nothing but a useless archer without a weapon, he lamented, gazing skyward. His eyes settled on a dark blotch in the sky and he gaped, realizing what he was looking up at.

Twilight portals… they're all over Hyrule, he remembered. If I can access them, like the others, then we're home free!

He sat on the ground cross-legged, closing his eyes as he tried to recall the words. Please hold out for a bit longer, he silently pleaded of his friend.

"Dagg! What in the hell are you doing?" Sheik screamed at him. Dagg ignored him, trying to think. E deos mrig… no, that's not right.

"Get up off your ass and do something!" the blonde continued to shout and he sighed. I am, just give me a minute, he thought, growing annoyed.

Eos doum grij… he slowly remembered. O darkness scorned by light, reach through the light and capture the dwellers in your blind embrace. Taken away by the sun, caressed by the shadows, I implore you…

Link awoke to the sounds of battle. He heard a shrill voice curse from a way's away, followed by the clang of steel on steel. Monsters shrieked and he heard them die. There was the smell of blood and soot in the air. Someone's been lighting bombs, he thought idly. I wonder why…

Someone next to him was praying. He found it odd that they had the time to beg for forgiveness when they should be fighting for their lives. But something was off with the prayer. It was strange, convoluted and in another language. That's not a prayer, he realized as he opened his eyes. That's a spell.

Blocking most of his view was a very large back clad in a white shirt. Granted, the shirt would've been white if the brown dust hadn't turned it coffee-coloured. He tried to sit up, tried to see around the person casting, but pain shot up his side as he moved. Grunting, he flipped over onto his stomach and pulled himself forward with his only hand. But something was restraining him. He looked down and saw he was buttoned inside a sleeping bag. Shuffling awkwardly, he eventually managed to peek around the broad back.

"What-what are you doing?" Dagg said breathlessly, his eyes flying open when he heard the rustling behind him. "You shouldn't be moving around, you'll reopen—"

"Shouldn't you be finishing your spell?" Link interjected, casting his gaze to Sheik. The warrior faltered and his arm was slashed by a goblin. "He could use your help," he added, looking back to Dagg, who blinked at him in surprise.

"I'm not a fighter," he murmured. "But I am trying to get us out of here. So be quite and let me concentrate."

Link did as he asked, feeling helpless as he watched Sheik battle for the three of them. If I wasn't so damn useless, I could do something, he cursed his helplessness.

"Sheik, behind you!" he shouted the warning, and the lithe man reacted instantly, he foot kicking out behind him so quickly that it crushed the throat of the Bulblin coming up behind him. I must remember never to get on his bad side…

He'd been listening halfheartedly to Dagg's chant, slowly discovering he recognized it. He heard it years ago, the words echoing through his memory. Where have I heard this before? Was it…

"Great, you found the bridge!" Midna congratulated him cheerfully. He looked up at her balefully, trying to transmit his hatred for her sudden and disorientating method of transportation. I hate, hate, hate, HATE you SO much right now, he growled at her. He literally did so, now that he was a wolf. Again. And by his own choice, no less. Damn, how he hated her so much right now. She glanced at him and her impish smile faded, replaced with a scowl.

"Oh don't look at me like that, we needed to find go back and find something to bridge that gorge. How else did you expect to get across? Magic?"

Yes, he thought bitterly. For all her power, she couldn't just zap them across? His pads ached horribly after all that running and skirting around Bokoblins. You win this one… he silently admitted. She giggled gleefully and floated away from his snapping jaws. She did it to antagonize him further seeing as even if he managed to reach her, he would have passed through her. Why do you get to be a shadow and flit around like that? I want to float too, he sulked, realizing how stupid he sounded.

"You know what? This is probably a perfect fit," she muttered, analyzing the bridge. "Those idiots… they probably thought that moving the bridge was enough to keep people out. Good for us though they're so stupid. You want me to take this thing?"

Well I'm not carrying that, he grunted. She frowned, sighing as she floated a few feet away. Aiming her hair—which Link found beyond weird (how could anyone have a power source for hair?)—at the wood, she zapped it with magic, heaved as if she was actually carrying it in her dainty hands and amazingly, the thing came loose from the earth. He glared at her as it swirled and transformed into squares of Twilight.

You could've just zapped me across! he accused her, but she never answered. Instead, she pointed her hair at him with that impish grin plastered on her face.

"This would be a lot easier if I had my full power. Spoken spells it is then! Eos doum grij…" he heard her murmur as his body was transformed into black squares of Twilight and he soared skywards to the blue scar in the sky.

He broke out of his memories as Dagg began finishing his spell to the Twilight. "Sheik, forget them and get over here!"

"What? Are you crazy?" he shouted, still trying to hold back the waves of Bulblins. "We'll be killed if I stop and run!"

"Get over here now or you'll die defending nothing!" he shouted, surprising the pale blonde. "We're about to leave, with or without you."

Sheik growled, rolling his eyes as he disembowelled the monster he was dealing with. He turn heel and dashed towards the pair by the tree. He reached them long before the Bulblins realized he'd fled. They shouted anxiously, giving chase. A roar erupted from the tunnel, preceding the Bulblin Lord as he crashed through, ripping smashing through the previously damaged wall, making their escape impossible.

"Dagg… if you're going to do something, it had better happen now. As if on cue, the squares of Twilight descended upon him and Dagg, whose eyes snapped open in surprise.

"Ha! It worked!" he shouted in triumph. His hand was suddenly converted to black squares and he gasped. "How odd… I can feel my hand moving but it's not there."

"Dagg, what the hell man?" Sheik shouted before transforming turning into Twilight himself, flying toward the portal above. Link blinked in surprise as his would-be saviours disappeared. He did it… he mused, a grin spreading across his face, which he directed to the Bulblin Lord, who charged at him, furious that his prey was escaping and he could not follow. Link managed a little wave goodbye before he was consumed by the darkness.