Donyoku was silently following Tsurai, one of the last remaining members of Ganon's group.

Where is he headed to? Donyoku thought to himself as he watched Tsurai walk around Hyrule Castle Town. It seemed strange for him to show up here, at least without being told to. Tsurai was dressed in the usual black cloak he wore, so his face was hidden from view and Donyoku could only see his back.

The good Ganon is hidden away somewhere, he said to himself, So what would he gain by going here?

Remaining hidden in the shadows, Donyoku tracked Tsurai.

Blue was very irritated by now. He had wasted enough time doing nothing and could have found those Mirror Shards, that the Zora's told him about, by himself.

"Who knows what everyone else is doing," he grumbled, "While I just sit here!?"

The word "patient", wasn't really a word you would use to describe Blue Link. He was aggressive, full of himself, and impatient. It was a miracle that he managed to sit around this long, in all honesty. He was sitting cross legged on the floor, his back to the stone cold, and slightly damp, wall. His legs were moving up and down at a rapid pace and his hands clenched and unclenched rapidly.

"Master Link?" a voice called.

"Finally!" he shouted and practically jumped up at the sound of the voice. Walking at a fast pace toward the owner of the voice, he started to grumble to himself in his head. It took those Zoras long enough to...

Blue froze in his tracks the moment he stepped out of the cave that housed the Zoras. In front of him stood a lone figure with bodies scattered around him, bathing in a pool of their own blood. Zoras. Blue saw one get up on shaky knees, a few twitch, and one Zora, bleeding harshly, standing his ground.

"Oh," the same voice called out, from the figure, "Master Link! Thank goodness!" It was now clear that the cloaked figure was mocking him, changing it's voice.

"Who the hell are you!?" Blue growled.

Putting it's hands on the hood, the figure pulled it back.

"Something doesn't feel right..." Donyoku muttered to himself. Tsurai seemed to wander around aimlessly, almost as if...

Donyoku ran toward him and wiped Tsurai around, yanking his hood off.

"Dammit!" Donyoku shouted.

Who he thought was Tsurai was only a very frightened man with a clearly bruised face.

"He must have forced you to do this," Donyoku guessed.

The man nodded shakily, "He said he would k-kill me..."

"It's okay now."

"T-thank you!"

Discarding the cloak, the stranger ran away with tears of joy running down his face.

"Poor man," Donyoku said, "If Tsurai used his poison, he won't last until the day ends."

Tsurai had pulled cloak down, revealing his face. His face was feminine and you could easily mistake him for a woman because of his figure. Tall, and sorta lanky, he had a sort of emo style haircut that covered part of his right eye.

"Like that answers my question!" Blue yelled at him.

"Tut, tut," Tsurai said, wagging a finger at him, "If you would just be patient, I-"

But Blue was already upon to him, his fist inches from Tsurai's face.

BAM!

The sound of Tsurai's face being punched in by Blue echoed throughout the cavern as Tsurai staggered back.

"Sorry," Blue sneered, drawing his sword and shield, "But I don't like to wait."

"You BRUTE!" he shouted, "How DARE you injure my beautiful face!?"

"Hey," Blue chuckled, "You were the one who pissed me off." Then his face twisted in anger once more.

"Which was a bad move."

"We shall see," Tsurai said. He drew his own blades. Two curved blades: a scimitar, a szabla.

"I'm oh so going to enjoy watching your blood spill," Tsurai sighed, "I just hope you're a bigger fish than these small catches."

"Sadistic piece of shit," Blue snarled.

"I can't wait for your face to be twisted in agony."

"Can't you just shut up?"

"Why don't you try to be patie-" Tsurai was cut off by Blue rushing him, but this time he blocked.

The three swords collided and sparks flew in different directions. Tsurai's swords were closer to Blue's face than his was to Tsurai's. Blue had a more typical longsword that was straight and, no pun intended, to the point. While heavier than Tsurai's swords, he couldn't do what his opponent could.

Tsurai preferred curved swords so that, in heated combat, he could inflict minor damage to his foes if they locked weapons. The curves of his two blades allowed him to cut, nick, and do other petty damage to his opponents while the two warriors struggled to gain the upper hand. In the long run his opponents could run out of blood or die because, as he liked to do, he could add a poison to his swords. While he also enjoyed stabbing eyes out and just making his enemies bleed, Tsurai would grow bored of long fights.

At the moment, his swords had no poison on them. He just wanted to injure Blue's face as he twisted his swords so the tips were closer to his flesh. But Blue held his ground, even gained some, as he pushed his weapon against Tsurai's with more force. The move made Tsurai inch back and abandon his plan.

This is getting on my dam nerves, Blue grumbled in his head, This is just like when I fought Ghirahim for the first time.

Blue enjoyed battles, but ones that dragged on just pissed him off. Especially if his opponent was making the battle too long on purpose.

Blue's mind was working over many strategies for the fight. His eyes darted back and forth, taking in his surroundings. Calculating, estimating, debating. He wanted the best scenario. He was a warrior and because of that people underestimated his mental capabilities. He was smart, especially when it came to battle strategies.

The corners of Blue's mouth twitched. His eyes had landed on the massacre that Tsurai had created. The one Zora who was still standing locked eyes with Blue. A silent understanding passed through them and the Zora nodded.

Good.

"HYAAAAAHHH!" Blue shouted, giving everything he had into pushing Tsurai back. his opponent grunted, and took a step back. Then another. And another.

"You little-" Tsurai began but stopped as Blue pushed again. Speaking distracted him. Gritting his teeth, Tsurai fought back. Finally deciding he didn't have a choice, he used his toe to press a button on the inside of his shoe.

A small blade silently revealed itself on the tip of his boot.

Without missing a beat, Tsurai kicked Blue in his left side. Blue grunted. The move caused Tsurai to stumble back multiple steps, but the injury he inflicted on him would cause a problem.

Plan B, then.

Blue licked his lips, his eyes darting to the Zora. The fish-man nodded, standing up on shaky legs. He had a spear in his hand.

Blue's gaze had returned to Tsurai. The silent showdown lasted for a few seconds before Blue shouted, "NOW!"

The Zora brought his arm back and chucked the spear with all of the strength he could muster. At the same time, Blue charged. Tsurai merely swayed to the side, dodging the spear, and blocking Blue's sword.

Blue grinned at Tsurai, who, at that moment, realized he had fallen into a trap.

Blue reached his left arm out and caught the spear. Twisting his hand, he plunged the weapon into Tsurai's heart.