Naia was thoroughly unconscious. But she could still see the strange man in the chamber using her semi-concious Fae sense. She could not inflict change but hovered, unseen, unfelt near the unknowing man, demon, whatever he was and inspected the old power emanating from him.
Link got slowly to his feet, balancing on his one good foot and picking up the Master Sword. "Y-you're the Kokiri Sword, aren't you."
The being smiled as sly smile, "To some extent, yes. However," He disappeared in a shower of black and red diamonds, but his voice still echoed around the room, "I prefer to be known as Lord Ghirahim."
Link backed up, looking around for the strange thing called Ghirahim.
All of a sudden, he felt a hand slip onto each shoulder from behind and he gasped as Ghirahim's head appeared beside him. "And I need to escape this place."
"O-OK..." Link was properly scared.
Suddenly, a long, frog like tongue flicked out millimetres away from his ear. He yelped and stumbled away, tripping over yet again.
Naia was angered by his rudeness. She flew over and screamed, kicked and punched but her arms never contacted this dangerous stranger. She cried out with impatience and realised she had heard of him before...
Link shuffled backwards as the Demon Lord stalked forwards, smiling as he turned himself into something which looked more human. His skin was ice white. So was his catsuit, hair and lips. His eyes had shadow on them (purple) and were big and black.
"That's better." Ghirahim smirked. He clicked his fingers and a long black rapier appeared out of thin air. He held the point to Link's throat. "Now. You are going to get me out of here."
"A-and what else?" Link could sense a catch.
"All I ask is to meet the Princess."
"Princess Zelda?"
"Yes."
Link lowered his head, weighing the odds. "OK. But you do nothing except talk. Nothing else. No sly plans or ways to take over Hyrule."
"oh, no no nooo." Link felt the blade push a bit further to his skin, "I just want to have a life again." He grabbed the fairy by the hair.
"I... Can get you out of here..." He reached up, grabbed the sword and took out the warp stone he had told Naia about earlier. It glowed and within a blink of an eye, they were stood, sat and hanging by the hair before the Great Deku tree in the fresh air again.
In Naia's fairy vison she was rampaging and screaming. She protested so much that she woke up in a large hand gripping her head. She panicked and rage poured out of her tiny mouth.
"GET OFF ME YOU IMBECILE! THAT!" she gestured at Ghirahim, "CANNOT BE TRUSTED!" She flailed and kicked at the hand. She calmed to a rage, "So you just meet this CREEP, and decide to give him EVERYTHING HE WANTS! an audience with the princess whilst she is vulnerable...yeah THAT SEEMS A GOOD IDEA!"
"She won't be vulnerable, because we'll be there to protect her if he does decide to pull an attack on her!" Link got to his feet as Ghirahim let the fairy go, stepping back in surprise of the rage.
"If you haven't noticed, we have got what we went in there for, in the first place!" Link was angry with how she was always so ignorant to how he was planning it all out. If only she just conveyed with him before she shouted...
Naia was still livid and decided to turn her rage to the other blonde.
"HOW DARE YOU MAN HANDLE ME LIKE THAT!?" she took out two fingers, pointed to her eyes and then Ghirahim. "I'm watchin' you, blondie" She flew ahead in rage.
"I'm not finished talking with you, Fairy!" Link thundered, storming after her, Ghirahim following with a bemused face.
"I just saved your arse back there from that monster and all you have to say is even more criticism?! What you're forgetting, missy, is that I have done this all before! I can look after myself!"
"WELL LET...Wait...You know the Princess and have done this before? You..? WHAT?" Naia turned from anger to confusion.
"I'm not just called the Hero of Time because I felt like it!" He said very loudly, the trees around them shaking as birds took flight. "I had to work hard to earn that title!"
"Somehow, I feel story time coming on. So you're saying you saved the world before you were, what, Sixteen? How did you manage that?"
Link was fuming, breathing heavily out of his nose and talking fast through barred teeth. "When I was ten, I drew the Master Sword from it's pedestal and was put into an enchanted sleep for seven years. I then defeated the dark lord Ganondorf, was sent back in time to relive the seven years I had missed out on and here we are! AGH!" He screamed as a horrible, electric shooting pain bolted up his spine and down his left arm, his legs buckling beneath him. He fell into a tree, a branch cutting deep into his cheek.
"Ow." He muttered, gaining his balance again and rubbing his arm in confusion.
"Uh," Ghirahim pointed at Link's cheek, "You've quite a lot of blood."
Link raised his hand and wiped off the blood, watching it coat his hand red as well as the branch that had hurt him.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Naia shouted. She suspected the odd stranger.
He got to his feet again, using the tree to help him up. "I'm fine." He growled. His hand flew to his throat as he heard the raspiness of his voice. It sounded strangely echoey and unworldly.
"Please excuse me a moment..." Link slipped off through the undergrowth. His fists were balled and teeth gritted. He was missing Navi more and more with every passing moment with that new fairy. He was even starting to miss Tatl, his last friend and companion.
Link's breath was fast and he paced up and down, eyes ablaze.
A rustle. A snap. The Master Sword was drawn as quick as a flash and was flung across a few metres to stick fast into a tree, narrowly missing a tall and gangly red-haired thirteen-year-old boy.
The boy yelled in shock and covered his head with his arms. He was wearing long black robes and his face was mottled with freckles. "What the-"
"Who the hell are you?" Link raged.
"Ron! Ron! Just don't hurt me!" The boy cowered.