Uh, yeah. I would've updated earlier but MMORPGs have taken over my life right now... I'd also talk to the my lovely reviwers today but... My life has been taken over by MMORPGs. But take note, just because I'm not talking to you today doesn't mean I don't love you guys, k? I really do appreacitae the postive reviews. They make me feel warm and fuzzy inside! :3

So yeah... I'm going back to playing MapleStory now...

"Useless girl!"

"You never fail to disappoint!"

Those were just two of the sentences that Koume and Kotake had graced Nabooru's ears with. Well, how was she supposed to know that Rigel, if that was his name, was a star?! From the description she was given, he certainly didn't look like one when she first saw him. In fact, Twinrova hadn't even noticed until they caught him in the act of releasing the Time Spinner…

But of course, they weren't going to take all of that into consideration. As far as the witches were concerned, everything was Nabooru's fault. And she couldn't even point it out to them. All she could do was keep her eyes focused firmly on the floor beneath her and wait for them to finish yelling at her. And when they were done with that, they would punish her. Just the mere thought of punishment was enough to make her cringe in her mind. Normal punishment for screw-ups varied from latrine duty all the way to time in the Training Grounds. She had no doubts she would have to do time in the Training Grounds.

"Now, pay attention Nabooru!" Snapped one of the witches, which one she couldn't tell. Pay attention meant 'keep your head down but listen closely'. "Seeing as how you made such a grievous mistake, you are to undergo 24 hours at the training Grounds with no disturbances or breaks."

As much as the younger Gerudo tried to hold it back, she flinched. 24 hours straight at the Training Grounds was very severe…

"Also, we've decided that you are no longer suitable to be a general."

Her head flipped up and she stared at them with abject horror. "What?"

Kotake continued on as if she hadn't heard a thing. "You are being stripped of your rank and being demoted to captain, effective immediately after your time at the Grounds."

"Which will be tomorrow." Finished Koume.

But there was no way I could've known! This isn't fair! She thought. Then again, life wasn't fair… but to be stripped of rank as well as 24 hours at the Grounds?

She didn't know how long she had been staring blankly at the witches before both said, "You are dismissed."

Blankly, she exited the room and the building. Really, she was just walking aimlessly around the fortress still sucking everything in. She didn't know - there was no way she could have known! Even if she did look for appearance changing magic, she still wouldn't be able to tell! She didn't have an ounce of magic in her!

Feeling frustrated, she bean to stomp angrily towards the high security cellblock. That was where they put the star; despite the fact he was harmless without his magic. She also knew that he was currently the only resident of the prison. After Ganondorf had taken charge, there had been no Gerudo that were placed in that prison now that they had death sentences for treason.

The guards let her in without any trouble. Even if the guard did know she had been demoted, her demotion wouldn't be in effect for two days. As soon as was in the prison lock, she went straight to the nearest iron door and opened it. She didn't bother to close it. While the cells were just rooms, prisoners couldn't escape because they were chained the wall behind them. Even then, the star didn't seem like he wanted to run. If anything he seemed rather… blank. But he did seem to acknowledge her presence.

"This is your fault!" Nabooru snapped at him.

He chuckled humorlessly. "I suppose it is… whatever it is."

"I've been demoted thanks to you!" She told him angrily. "I'll probably never make it to general again!"

He didn't say anything. Really, there was nothing Vega could say to that. It was his fault but, as bad as he felt for Nabooru, he did not regret what he did.

"Tch, I never should've trusted you." she growled, turning on her heel and making to get out. "You lied, just like every other man."

"I did no such thing." Vega said, causing Nabooru to pause and look back at him in utter outrage. "The only thing I lied about was my name; my real name is Vega, which is quite obviously an uncommon name. Other than that, I was completely honest – or rather as honest as I could be without getting into detail."

The Gerudo merely glared at him and then continued on her way out. She slammed the door behind her and the echo practically boomed throughout the whole cellblock. Yelling at him wasn't nearly as beneficial to her attitude as she thought it would be… in fact, it seemed it had the opposite effect than what she wanted. She was even angrier than before.

Vega's here! Zelda thought, doing her best to hide the delight she was feeling. She was attempting to be as monotonous as possible in the Gerudo mess hall. A few hours earlier she was released, but there was always an armed Gerudo nearby to watch her every move. Deciding that she might hear something where there were more people, she'd gone into the mess, but hadn't actually eaten anything. She had told Link she would take care of everything, so all she had to do was get into a less crowded place, get rid of the guard, somehow release Link and get their weapons, they'd find Vega and leave. It would probably be smart to find the star first, though.

"Um, excuse me, miss guard?" The young witch said, noting that the guard paid no attention to her. She frowned, realizing that she wouldn't be getting information out of the guard if she was going to act like that. And all she had been hearing in the mess was gibberish and-

"You heard? It was released by that man Nabooru brought."

"Oh, Nabooru must be getting the punishment of a lifetime."

"I heard she was demoted."

"What about the guy she brought? What happened to him?"

Yes, what happened to him – if he is who I think he is…

"I know he's in the high security prison block now… Oh yes, and I heard he isn't human either! His hair? Apparently he was using magic to change that. He's got this neat slivery white hair now and I heard that Twinrova sealed him…"

At first, Zelda had been extremely elated to hear that this man was Vega. Who else had silver-white hair? But she then blanked out at the word "seal". He was sealed… So what about her? The day before, she felt like she was attacked, punched all around… Was that the sealing? She certainly wished she had her spellbook now but, like Link's sword, the Gerudo had confiscated it.

There was anther way to find out… but she was afraid to.

Frowning, she decided she had no other options. She glanced at the cup of water before her on the table. All she had to do was make it boil… If it worked, she hoped no one would notice or she would lose what little control she had. If nothing happened… She grimaced.

Twitching her fingers ever so slightly and putting full concentration onto the cup before her, she unleashed the small spell. Just wait a few seconds… she thought, looking up over the cup.

Nothing happened.

She did her best to hide her panic, but she had a feeling that maybe a little bit of it was showing as some women that passed her gave her strange looks… Either that or because her style of clothing was so radically different from theirs. She'd been getting glances even before she panicked… Maybe it was both?

This changes… everything… She thought. And really, magic was all she mostly knew. She knew a little bit about fighting, but only the very basics. She wouldn't stand a chance against any of these Gerudo, who were faster and stronger and trained. Gosh, I'm sorry Link… I don't think I can handle this on my own…

There was only one hope, then. And that hope was that Link's sexism was as strong as ever. As much as she hated to admit it, if his sexism was still going strong, then he would've completely disregarded her statement about letting her take everything. And knowing him, despite being turned into a wolf and not saying anything – well, not as much anyways – he was probably still as chauvinistic as ever.

And she was right. Completely so, in fact. Even as she pondered how things were going to play out, Link was thinking of how he could get out of his cell.

It was unbearable, that cell. Hygiene wasn't on Link's list of high priorities, but the cell he was in was way too disgusting for his taste. It would probably be disgusting for Odran, even! And he couldn't say he enjoyed the background noise. Almost every cell in the place was occupied with some form of low-life. There were a few cells with men in the same situation as him, but they were quiet. Everyone else was noisy and cursing at the Gerudo guards that paced back and forth before their cells. And if they weren't cursing then they were saying very raunchy things to the guards, who would promptly glare and/or hit them.

But even as the page thought and thought and thought… he couldn't come up with a thing. The security was decent, but even if he did manage to escape, the possibility of it being quiet was very slim. Not to mention he didn't have his sword, not that he couldn't try without his sword but it would probably be unwise since fighting against someone with a weapon… the odds weren't very good.

With a sigh, he looked at the small, greasy haystack provided as a sort of crappy bedding he supposed. He might as well get some sleep.

The collared page put his head against the haystack and flinched. Scowling and sitting up quickly, he massaged the small bump forming on his head. What did he hit? A rock? He didn't remember a rock there…

He brushed some of the hay aside and then quickly pushed the hay back. His heart was beating rapidly and he had to admit, the situation was kind of scary. Not only did his sword just suddenly appear in his hay-pillow, if a Gerudo saw it, it wouldn't be good. But now that he had a sword, he could come up with a plan that might stand a chance of working. His failure last time was underestimating the Gerudo, this time he we wouldn't.

Sorry, Zelda, but I can't trust you to come up with a plan to get us out.

With his sword, he stood a chance. And since the hallway was narrow, he didn't have to worry about being ganged up on either. What he really had to worry about was the interference of any of the other men in the cells. They might make a grab for his sword when he managed to get out of his cell…

And what would be a good time to escape? How would he find Zelda, too? Even better question, how would he find her and manage to get out of this place? The Gerudo were warrior women, every single one of them was trained in combat. Getting out wouldn't be easy…

Tch, I can't plan for that… But what I can plan for, luck is going to be a really large factor.

He grimaced as he remembered his luck as of late.

Well… it might take a turn for the better.