I watched Ponyo today. It's a great movie and it's very cute. The only thing it was missing was character development, but it was such a cute story! And the theme song is addicting! XD Anyways, I highly recommend watching it. Especially if you're tired of all these movies that have 3-D animation. Personally, I've always liked 2-D animation better.

guy: Thanks! I'm glad you're enjoying the story! As for calling Vega an asshole, I have one thing to say to you: Thank you. You really did understand the situation perfectly. Yes, Vega did twist things around to make Link look bad. He is an asshole. So yes, it's unfair and he did deserve that punch (and maybe a kick in the shins too). I'm glad you realized that. But like I said, he'll start lightening up soon. But he'll still be a bit of an ass.

Legend of Zelda 4 Life: Ah go ahead! Hug the shit out of Quinn! Dietrich was the one who said you couldn't but I overrule him because he's my bitch. Glad you enjoyed the last chapter. :D

Also, Time Spinner fans... if you pay attention really closely, you'll find something out about TS. All I ask is that you keep it secret.

Zelda asked no questions as they continued to follow the Skull Kid. She was still taking in the news that she was holder of the Triforce of Wisdom and that she, along with Link, would have to confront this man called Dragmire who had the Triforce of Power… But that wasn't what was concerning her. More than that was the fact that having the Triforce of Wisdom meant that she did have at least one blood relative… And knowing that wasn't as nice as she first thought it would be.

Link was completely opposite of this. He couldn't say he was entirely happy at the knowledge of having the Triforce of Courage, though it did tug a bit at his ego. Any question he had concerning his Triforce piece was directed to Vega and the star answered to the best of his abilities. Vega didn't bother to hide his increasing frustration at all the questions, however, as most of them were just the same question rephrased.

After a small while, the Skull Kid finally told them to stop.

"We've reached your destination." It said cheerfully – perhaps a bit more cheerfully than necessary. Less than a moment after it had finished speaking, the blackness behind it opened up cleanly.

"How did you-" Link began but the Skull Kid answered before he could finish.

"Master Spinner likes to be dramatic. You don't need claws to open up the Abyss." It then went around behind the three and pushed them along towards the hole. "Now go on! Hurry! Get on out of here!"

All three protested the little scarecrow figure's pushiness and rushed themselves out through the hole. There was an unexpected gap of air between them and the grass below them, so they fell and landed unsteadily on their feet.

It took a moment for their eyes to adjust. It was midday… About the same time that they had broken into Vega's cell. The sky was periwinkle blue with a few graying clouds in it and there wasn't a tree in sight to block the view. The wind was blowing, not fiercely, but enough so that Zelda had to hold onto her hat to keep it from floating off. There was grass all around them. Just vividly green grass and hills.

"Hyrule Field." Link mumbled blankly.

Hyrule Field was on the complete opposite side of the map from the Gerudo Desert. The Time Spinner had not lied when it said it would grant them safe passage away from the Desert. But it may have lied about something else.

Vega glanced up to where they had dropped from. The hole of blackness was still there. The Skull Kid jumped out of it and giggled.

"Did your dear master give you any extra orders?" Asked the star. He had to admit: he saw something like this coming.

"It was more of a request, really." Said the Skull Kid, "But it was one that we couldn't pass up."

"We?" All three blurted out. That was something that Vega did not expect.

The small figure laughed in a fashion much like its master and then took out its flute. Like when it summoned the boat on the Styx, a shrewd annoying noise came from the flute. Strange, stringless puppets appeared out of thin air and then shadows jumped from the hole of the Abyss and into the puppets.

"B-but… Time Spinner promised that we'd be safe!" Zelda stuttered, forgetting about the news given to her earlier.

"Yeah – it promised that we'd be safe within the Abyss. We're not in the Abyss anymore." Vega pointed out between gritted teeth.

Link cursed loudly and called the Time Spinner many nasty names as he drew the Master Sword. Zelda and Vega had much the same train of thought as Link when it came to the Time Spinner, but they both prepared spells in their heads.

Nabooru had been imprisoned for aiding the escape of two prisoners, one of them the star, and trainee. Really, being stuck in the star's very cell didn't seem to be bothering her at all. Things were pretty horrible for her at the moment and she wasn't sure which was greater: anger or misery. Since she was so unsure about it, that's why she wasn't very bothered by her situation at the moment.

Eventually, anger overwhelmed her. That stupid Rigel or Vega or whatever his name! This was all his fault! If she had just decided to leave him alone back at Castle Town, she wouldn't be in this situation! Completely shamed and humiliated, stripped of all rank, blamed for so many things that weren't her fault…

And then came misery. She was never going to be out of this place. Koume and Kotake would never let her see the light of day, nor even the darkness of night… just the dankness of the cell. She probably wouldn't even have human contact for the rest of her life.

"… If everyone treats you like crap, you could always try what I did: run."

It was not the voice she wanted to hear at the moment. Just the mere thought of him was enraging her to no end. But his last suggestion wasn't a bad one…

Hmph… even if I wanted to take his advice, there's no way I can do it. Not unless I have friends in horrible places like he does… But at the same time, the Gerudo fortress was her home. Nabooru knew the place inside and out, even this dungeon that was so hardly used. In fact, she knew passages in this prison that not even Koume or Kotake knew. The only other person who could possibly know about the passages was Ganondorf because of years of playing Hide and Seek when they were younger. And the chains on her wouldn't be a problem. After years of work as a spy and general for her brother, chains weren't problems at all.

She began to forget her rage and misery as her excitement grew. She could run!

… But where would she go? The desert was the only place the Gerudo could go to without arousing suspicion. Nabooru sighed as her glimmer of hope died.

After crouching down and hugging her knees for so long, she finally lay down on the cold stones of her cell and just stared at the ceiling. She supposed she might as well make it her purpose to find out every single thing about every single stone that made up this cell since she had nothing better to do.

As she was staring at her fifty-second stone, she noticed that this one was slightly… off. It looked the same as any other stone on the ceiling, but there was just something strange about this one. She sat up and tried to examine it more closely. She could sort of see a faint little black line through… a wiggling black line. She shuddered at the thought of a centipede. She hated centipedes. But it was too faint to be a centipede. She stood up and went on her tip-toes to get a better look at it.

She was sure if she reached out she could touch it… The question was: did she want to?

She glanced at her manacled hand and then at the ceiling. It was probably just a shadow so… it wouldn't hurt to touch it to make sure.

Putting a hand to the band that held up her long ponytail, she fiddled with the folds and found what she was looking for: a small, dulled needle that was bent and banged around a bit because of the very task she was going to perform. She took the blunted needle and put it into one of the keyholes on the shackles. She fiddled with it for a moment before the manacle clanked open and then worked on the other. Now that the shackles were off, she could reach the dark spot of stone without any problems.

Getting on the tip of her toes again, she reached out for the dark spot of stone but paused… Was there something talking? It was faint, but she had to be hear8ng things. There was no in the prison besides herself and guard stationed outside of the door. The voices she was hearing weren't muffled, as if speaking through a wall; just faint, like if they were very far away. Even stranger was that it sounded like the voices were coming from the wiggling, dark spot of stone.

Her fingers brushed the stone lightly. It felt solid enough. Then it didn't. Then it felt cold – unnaturally so. The coldness started from her fingers and spread down her arm, to her head, down to the rest of her body. Her surroundings grew darker and darker and she couldn't move.

The next thing she knew, she fell down into blackness and landed roughly on something she couldn't quite see.

"Oh crap! How did this happen?! Did we leave the tear open?"

"Master Spinner will be so upset if he finds out about this!"

Nabooru groaned and pushed herself up. Spinner? Who was that and what was with the silly name? And who was talking? She couldn't see anyone… In fact, where was she?!

"We have to throw her back, else Master Spinner will be only too happy to cause us harm!"

Something barked in agreement, if it could be called a bark; it sounded more like entrails falling to the floor and piling up than a bark.

"But where-"

"It doesn't matter where, she just can't be here!"

"Wait a second-" Nabooru began to whoever was speaking, "Don't I get a say in this?"

Her answer wasn't something she particularly enjoyed. Much in the same fashion as she had arrived, she fell through coldness and then landed roughly somewhere she couldn't immediately identify. But upon opening her eyes, this time she knew where she was. She really didn't need to open her eyes to figure it out, though. Smell alone could've told her that. The smell of horse dung mixed with fresh and old hay gave it way. She was in the stables.

Blankly, she looked around. Not sure what to make of what just happened, she just automatically stood. Without thinking, she went to nearest horse and set it up. She was going to leave. She didn't have a plan, but somehow she had been thrown into this stable… It was daylight out, so most everyone would be asleep. Now was her chance…

The saddle she had chosen was obviously supposed to be used later. It already had everything she would need for a journey through the desert. She attempted not to think of how good this was for fear of jinxing the stroke of luck she had received. Once everything was all set and done, she threw herself up onto the horse and set out quickly. She got the horse to quickly trot to the gates, where the guards were showing their vigilance by sleeping in the shade. She dismounted and quietly pushed open the gate, then mounted up again and rode out. She didn't bother to go back and close the gate.

She had forced the horse to go at a gallop for some time and then stopped it. She took one final glance at the fortress she had called home for so many years. A wave of bitterness caught up with her. Nabooru spat in the fortress's direction and then shouted, "Fuck you all!"

I really, really, really didn't feel like working on an action sequence. I'm still dreading it because I kind of hate action sequences... Writing them at least. And reading them is kind of difficult for me. Eh... Oh well...