... You know... I really need to think about my chapter titles beforehand rather than just naming them on the spot. I'm pretty sure this is lamest title yet.

Hmmm... As much of a spree I've been going on with this, I really didn't want to do this chapter. I don't like how it came out but whatever.

Legend of Zelda 4 Life: Yes he does... And if you really want to, you can hug him. :3

la generala: Yesss, everything isss coming out. e.e

Vega crinkled his nose as he looked at the great circle in which the Time Spinner was imprisoned in. And no matter how many times he looked at it, he came to the same conclusion.

He had no idea what anything on that circle meant.

"You know, you could help out. You're the one sealed here." The star told the veiled Immortal.

"Kekeke, what fun would there be in that? You can think of it as payment for disappointing me so. I was hoping you'd squirm a while more." Its voice was hissy, changing from high to low tones on a whim.

The Time Spinner had been saying that for just about every question he asked of it. It was ridiculously annoying. He still had no idea where the Immortal fit in all of this, except that the Gerudo probably wanted to manipulate time in some fashion. He wasn't sure how that was possible since the Spinner was sealed of its magic, but then again he didn't understand over half of what was written in that circle either. The point was, whatever the Gerudo wanted with the Time Spinner it wasn't good. As much as he was trying to stay on a neutral playing field, he couldn't overlook this. Though, I wish I could…

He stepped around the circle and then put a foot past the edge of the circle. Nothing happened. He squatted down and looked at the lines again. Crinkling his nose again, he tried to smudge the circle with his thumb. The line remained solid as ever. Frowning, he stood again and looked to the shackles of the Time Spinner. The chains were long enough to allow the creature to move but not long enough to let it out of the circle.

"Let me look at the cuffs on your…" The star wasn't sure if it would take claws as offensive or not. "Hands?"

It chuckled and then extended its wrists, letting its black claws hang limply. He took a few steps closer and examined the shackles. Each one had another seal on it, both charged with more power than the circle. Vega was a bit impressed. Those seals had a lot of power just being labeled "Seal" on it.

The Time Spinner then began to chuckle.

"May I ask what's so funny? If it's about my sunburn-"

"Kekeke, not at all dear Vega." It said, putting its claws back to its sides. It walked, or glided – he wasn't sure which -, to the southern most edge of the circle. "Fate is making its move. What will you do?"

The guised star narrowed his eyes at the High Immortal. "You already know what I'll do even though I'm clueless. Don't ask stupid questions. I don't take it you're going to be telling me what Fate is doing."

The Time Spinner chuckled and glanced back at the star. "Of course not. But you will not release me today."

Vega just rolled his wrist in dismissal and walked out of the circle. "Whatever. Just don't talk about fate anymore; it's driving me barmy…"

"Very well. We can speak of your brothers and sisters if you'd like." Despite the changing voices from beneath the veil, Vega could sense the Time Spinner just wished to be cruel.

"Just shut up."

"Hmm, as you wish dear star." Said the Time Spinner with a motion that was probably a shrug as it went back to its normal spot in the circle. "You're not nearly as fun as I thought you would be anyways."

So sorry not to be entertaining. Not. The star thought bitterly.

He went back to his previous chain of thought, trying to figure out why the Time Spinner was necessary. The king of the Gerudo had the Triforce of Power and he wanted the other two parts, which were currently residing in Link and Zelda. Ganondorf didn't know that, which was why he was looking for Vega. If Ganondorf was to get a hold of all three parts of the Triforce, what would happen? When he learned of these things during his lessons up in heaven, he had zoned out by this point. It probably wasn't good whenever Power wanted to get the other two parts of the Golden Power. So it was safe to assume that the Time Spinner wasn't going to be used for the good of humanity. In fact, he was getting the feeling it might be more along the lines of Power taking over the known world, then using time to manipulate Past and Future, guaranteeing a never ending rule.

Vega visibly grimaced. Yes, a few of those lessons that he had zoned out from were coming back to mind.

He looked back to the Time Spinner. The Immortal held up a clawed and shackled hand, as if it knew his intention. "You will not release me today."

The star gritted his teeth. It knew all this… so why was it waiting?

He could sense a smug grin from behind the creature's veil. "I have my reasons."

Vega began to march towards the Immortal. "Hell with that. Fate says I'll release you and I don't have to wait for you to-"

One of the Time Spinner's claws nestled nicely around the star's neck when he had gotten too close. But because of the size of the claw, it was more like two fingers and the thumb wrapped around his neck while the other two were scratching his sunburned face. And no matter how much Vega attempted to pull the claw away, its grip never changed.

"You will not release me today." The voice it spoke in was demonic. "If you release me now, you deny Fate. As long as I am master of Time, no one denies Fate."

Still attempting to pull the creature's claw away from his neck, he finally managed to choke, "Fine… won't… release you…"

Only after he said that did it let him go.

Note to self… Vega thought as he massaged his neck, which was burning from the impending bruising and the sensitivity of his peeling skin. Never cross a High Immortal…

"Koume, it looks like Nabooru really did so something right." Said one witch to the other in their heavily incensed room.

"Yes. We've checked on that boy and he seems to be able to stand that creature well. But-"

They turned to each other and spoke at the same time, "Doesn't he seem strange to you?"

The witch in red floated up on her broom and circled the room. "Yes, doesn't he?"

The blue witch floated around in the opposite direction and replied, "Yes, he does. It seems like he's hiding something?"

"But what?" They both asked, pausing in their float-pacing.

"Kotake, surely you can sense the aura of magic around him?"

"But of course I can! I'm not a little ninny like you, Koume!" Responded the other witch sharply.

"Kyaaah! Troublesome woman! You're just jealous because I was always better than you!" Screamed Koume.

"Your memory must be screwed up, you hag! I was always better than you!" Kotake screamed back.

"Who are you calling a hag? We're twins, you know!"

"Sometimes I wish we weren't!"

"Despicable!"

"Moronic!"

"Stupid!"

"Dummyface!"

"Um, Madams Koume and Kotake…?"

"What?!" Both witches turned angrily towards the door, where a very confused looking Nabooru stood.

"Em, the recruiters came back…" Said the young Gerudo general.

"So?" Both witches said.

Nabooru then seemed to remember herself and she stood at attention as she said, "The recruiters came back but they brought back a little witch and a young man."

"Kah! Man? What's with all these men coming into our desert?!" Screeched one of the witches.

"Never mind the man! A witch, you said?" The other witch asked Nabooru.

The younger Gerudo nodded. "Yes. But she's young and I'm not quite sure how much experience she has. She refuses to talk to any of us unless she sees her friend, the man."

"Then let her see him," said the blue witch.

"We'll talk to her tomorrow." Said the red witch.

The two witches then looked at each other in a kind of giddy glee. They giggled in their cruel fashion and said to each other, "A witch to train! Exciting!"

Nabooru merely inclined her head respectfully and stepped out, closing the door behind her. She then began to walk to the women's prison block to go take the witch to see her friend, but the twin witches were still in her head. With a sigh, she thought about how excited they were when they heard about the witch. The Gerudo general frowned, feeling a bit envious of this witch. She was lucky, whoever she was. Nabooru was supposed to train under Twinrova, once upon a time… but she had no magical skill. Ever since then, she seemed to be a never ending source of disappointment for her surrogate mothers.

Well, Rigel did have a point I guess. Nobody's perfect.

She entered the women's cellblock, a drastic change from the men's. Unlike the men's the women's cellblock wasn't dirty, just dusty. Currently, the only one in the cellblock was the little witch. All other recruits were currently being outfitted. Prison time was usually only given to uppity Gerudo and uppity recruits - like the girl in the cell now. They were given one chance. After that… well, taking them to prison would be a waste of time, among other things. Turning towards the first cell, she saw the little witch was already looking at her with uncertainty. Nabooru looked at the girl, feeling as if she'd seen her before but… she was sure she'd never met her.

Back to business. "Come on. We're going to see your friend."

The witch brightened and stood up, patting the dust off her as she did so. "It's about time."

"Might want to watch your mouth. Twinrova doesn't like lip." Nabooru told her, sliding open the cell door.

Zelda frowned, partly out of this woman's attitude and partly out of puzzlement, and walked out of the cell. "Who's that?"

"You'll meet them soon enough." Said the Gerudo general. "Follow me, and keep close. If you try to run, you may not survive."

The young witch said nothing but just nodded. She had no intentions of running, at least not at the moment. She followed the woman, ignoring the strange looks she was getting from other Gerudo. It wasn't long before they came to a stop at another building. Nabooru paused and turned to her.

"We wait here." Nabooru then turned to another Gerudo seemingly keeping watch by the building. "Fetch the young page the recruiters brought."

The Gerudo underling nodded and entered. Nabooru couldn't help but look at the girl again. She was sure she'd seen her before, but probably in passing. A few moments later, the door to the men's prison block opened and the Gerudo came out with the boy. Once again, Nabooru found herself feeling that she had seen him somewhere but, like witch, only in passing.

"Zelda," Link started, obviously confused. "What's going on? Are we being set free?"

"Don't be stupid," Nabooru snapped, "I'm only letting the girl speak to you because she wouldn't say anything until she saw you. So make it quick."

Link gave her a look and was about to say something but Zelda stopped him. "I don't think this is any place for your sexism…" She whispered. The collared page grumbled but reluctantly nodded.

"Link, Vega's here." She said, once again it was mostly a whisper. While she was sure the Gerudo would have no idea what they were talking about, on the off chance that they did, she didn't want them finding out.

The page forked an eyebrow and frowned. "He is…? I didn't see him in jail…"

"You probably weren't looking, either." The witch pointed out. "But I don't think he's here here, so it isn't an issue. He's not that far away but… Just leave everything to me!" Then she nodded to the Gerudo that had taken her there, and the woman took her by the arm and took her away.

"Wait, Zelda! What do you mean?" He cried out, but the Gerudo that had taken him out grabbed him by his tied hands and took him back to his cell.

Let her take care of everything? That was… Aside from being a woman, he'd dealt with her long enough to know that whatever she planned, something was going to go horribly wrong with it.