SapphireFireStar: Hey everyone, here's chapter 2! The first bit (up until the LoZ x The Hobbit marker) was previewed in the A.N., but feel free to read it again.

The Spirit of the Hero

Chapter 2: On the Road Again

It was not often that anyone was ever able to shock an entire company of Dwarves into silence. Sure, they could be quiet, sort of, if need dictates they be, but it is a rare occasion indeed when even just one Dwarf is rendered speechless.

Rarer still is when that same someone manages to actually intimidate Thorin Oakenshield, the King-in-Exile. The Dwarf's harsh demeanor amongst outsiders was fierce enough to make even the ever-serene Elves feel discomfort, and his steely glare could make an Orc flinch under its harsh intensity. Balin had never met anyone, be he Man, Elf, Dwarf or otherwise, that was not affected by Thorin's rough attitude… besides perhaps Gandalf.

Speaking of the Wizard, never before had Balin ever seen anyone instill such profound respect from Gandalf the Gray, using only a letter written in a foreign tongue. It meant a lot when a Wizard believed someone capable of taking down a mighty dragon if he so desired. That in itself was even more strange than muting a Dwarf through disbelief and being impassive to the exiled king's rage.

And yet, this stranger, this boy, had managed to do all three of these near impossible things. Upon entering Bilbo's Hobbit hole the lad had simply handed Gandalf a letter, which resulted in the Wizard treating him like a long lost friend. Balin wondered what had been in that strangely scripted letter to make a Wizard bow to this mysterious Link fellow and treat him with such kindness. Whatever it was, it must have been impressive indeed and he couldn't help but wonder if the lad had, in the process of writing the letter, embellished his acclaimed deeds to appear more capable than he was. For some strange reason, Balin found himself doubting that initial assumption as the night wore on.

After Gandalf's incredible and unbelievable proclamation of Link's skills, the entire room had gone eerily silent. The entire company had copied the Wizard's wide-eyed look as they stared at the young Hylian in shock. Link just stared back at them, entirely unfazed by the incredulous looks. Belatedly, Balin would remember turning his own flabbergasted gaze to the 'hero' and meeting a pair of defiant blue orbs that steadily stared back at him. Searching beyond the wild defiance, Balin could see a hint of something deeper, something darker. Not evil, Balin knew evil and Link was definitely not even close to being evil. No, Link's eyes held a dark, haunted look that left Balin breathless with their intensity.

Balin was not a stranger to pain, to grief, for he had survived both the fall of Erebor and the War leading up to the Azanulbizar against the Orcs of Moria. Many family members, friends and comrades had died while he had survived, yet his pain paled in comparison to the raw agony he could glimpse within Link's usually carefully guarded eyes. Only Thorin in his darkest moments showed as much pain and sadness as Balin was currently witnessing.

It was at that moment, staring into those eyes who had seen enough pain and heartache to last an Elf's lifetime, that Balin believed Gandalf's claim that Link was a hero. Despite his youth Balin could not deny that there was something about Link, something perhaps not of mortal means, which made him capable of standing toe to toe with a dragon and emerge victorious despite his obvious youth.

It had felt like Link had held Balin's gaze for a lifetime, but in actuality it was only a few seconds. Link must have realized that despite his stony facade, his eyes had given him away to Balin for quicker than the Dwarf could blink the Hylian's eyes were once again carefully guarded. Before any of the others in the room could recover from their daze, Link turned and quickly made his way out of the room. Balin marveled at the silence with which Link moved, despite being fully armed.

Even after the Hylian had left, no one said anything or moved from their place. The sound of the front door opening and closing was what roused the Dwarves from their trance-like state and everyone at the table shifted uncomfortably in harmony.

Balin searched for something to say. While he may believe that Link was something more than a mere swordsman, Balin's acceptance of the rest of Link's claims was still tentative at best. Despite how capable he thought Link to be now, it just didn't make sense for a child of nine summers to be able to kill a dragon. Balin could recall with vivid clarity the size of both Smaug and the desolation he had caused to Erebor and Dale. Trying to imagine Link fighting the dragon at his current age was stretching the limits of Balin's sensibleness, trying to imagine him doing the same feat while being even smaller than Bilbo was beyond Balin's grasp to understand.

"T-There's..." Kíli stuttered, unsurprisingly being the first to break the silence. "There's no way… no way he could have killed a dragon when he was… when he was only nine!"

Balin wanted so badly to agree. Few Dwarves possessed any large amount of logic, and Balin was one of them. There was no feasible way Link's claim could be true. And yet, as Balin recalled the pained look in the Hylian's eyes, he hesitated in stating his disbelief. Not only that, the way Link acted practically screamed 'seasoned warrior' to anyone who cared to look for the signs. Despite the lad's youth, Balin had seen several times when Link's hand had twitched in the direction of his sword when there was an unexpected bang or one of the company so much as bumped into him accidentally. That type of instinctive reaction couldn't be faked.

"Of course he didn't," Thorin said gruffly, being the next Dwarf to recover his voice. "This herois simply embellishing his abilities, if he has any to begin with, so that he may join our quest."

Unfortunately, Thorin's words snapped everyone else out of their silence and everyone was on their feet and shouting. Very few, if any, believed that Link had killed a dragon when he was only nine summers. Surprisingly, the opinions on whether or not Link could kill a dragon and should join the quest versus simply wanting the reward was rather evenly split. If anything, the former opinion was in slight favour over the latter!

All of the arguing set off Gandalf's temper for a second time that night.

"SILENCE!" The Wizard shouted furiously as the air around him started to turn black from his magic. "STUBBORN DWARVES! You would turn away the one being that would kill a dragon for you with no questions asked? I will not hear another word against Master Link! In fact, should any of you speak so lowly of him as Thorin did, I will leave the company."

For the second time that evening, thirteen Dwarves were shocked into silence. Balin contemplated Gandalf's words. Clearly, the Wizard held much respect for Link, but why? What could Gandalf have possibly read in that letter that made him so willing to trust Link, a complete stranger?

Just who was this Link?

LoZ x The Hobbit

Link dropped down through the hole he had just created in the floor with his newly acquired bombs. Looking around, Link noticed that he was in a large, square room that had a bubbling lava pit in the center. Link felt the ground tremble as he heard a giant thump coming from behind him. The sound alerted him that he was not alone, so Link whirled around to see what nightmarish monstrosity he'd be facing this time.

Link would never forget what was standing before him.

It was a Dodongo, only much, much, larger than any he'd ever encountered. It was probably five times as tall as Link, maybe even six, and quite capable of swallowing the young hero in one bite. The horrific beast slowly lumbered towards him and the little blue orb that was Navi flew close to his ear.

"It's the Giant Infernal Dinosaur, King Dodongo," Navi whispered to Link. "He'll eat absolutely anything."

Link was not remotely comforted by those rather obvious words, especially when he saw the gargantuan Dodongo take in a giant breath and raise itself up to its titanic height.

Link realized only too late that the King Dodongo was using the impressive display of his size as an attempt to distract Link from realizing that it was about to breath fire. A massive jet of flames shot towards Link and even from the distance he was from the monster Link could feel the incredible heat, hotter than even the lava he was standing next to.

Link tried to dodge but he had been too late in noticing what was happening. The raging inferno was rapidly approaching him with a great roar and –

"Master Link? Are you all right?"

In a fluid movement, Link had drawn his sword and was swinging it at his attacker's neck before he even realized what was happening. Only at the last second did Link realize that he wasn't being attacked and that it was only Kíli who was inquiring after him. Link tilted his hand back as he stopped and angled his swing so that the sword missed Kíli's face and instead pointed almost straight up.

Kíli, and Fíli who was standing right behind him, looked at Link in shock. Link's eyes were also wide at his actions and he quickly sheathed his sword and looked down in embarrassment.

Link regretted not understanding their language better, since at the current moment he couldn't even apologize to the Kíli for almost slicing his head off. He tried to show how apologetic he was with his eyes when he looked back up. Kíli seemed to understand as he nodded at Link before breaking out in a broad grin.

Fíli walked up to Kíli's side and shared a look with his brother, making sure he was okay first before he turned to address Link. They were both hesitant to approach the young Hylian after Link had stormed out of the meeting before any of the Dwarves could say anything about his revelation, as they were unsure if he was still angry at the company for questioning him. They couldn't deny Thorin though when he asked his nephews – more specifically Fíli – to go ask Link a question.

"It is alright," Kíli said slowly, interrupting Fíli before he even had a chance to speak. "Many Dwarves have similar reactions when startled from horrors of their pasts, although none have reflexes quite as quick as you. If I may be so bold, what memory did I wake you from? You're eyes were incredibly pained and…"

Kíli trailed off, obviously just remembering that Link didn't speak their language and probably wouldn't understand them. Link's grasp of their knowledge was improving in leaps and bounds and already he understood words and phrases that had confused him when he arrived. Even without knowing exactly what Kíli had said, Link could easily guess what the Dwarf had asked him. Link looked up at the stars, so different from the ones he knew, as he remembered that horrible day deep within the caverns of Death Mountain.

Link was slipping back into his memories when he caught Fíli nudge Kíli lightly out of the corner of his eye. Realizing that the Dwarves were probably uncomfortable with his silence, Link searched for something to say. He didn't know the language well enough to string together sentences, but after a moment he realized that he knew a few words that would do well enough for an explanation of his thoughts.

"Dragon," Link said softly as he lowered his head to look at the two brothers. "Fire breather… incineration?"

Link wasn't even sure if they'd understand what he was trying to tell him, especially since the words barely even made any sense to him. By the way both Dwarves eyes' widened, Link knew that they understood enough.

Link smiled sadly at the two young Dwarves before him when they failed to respond to his broken words. They were rightly horrified at Link's words and appeared to not have any of their own. Link felt mildly uncomfortable when after several minutes they still didn't say anything and, for once, tried to find something to say to break the quietness around him. Luckily, Fíli recovered himself and broke the awkward silence before Link could.

"Right," Fíli muttered quietly before clearing his throat uneasily. "Uncle wants to know if you have a horse or something. We only have ponies and they'd be a bit small for you and the only one left is the pack pony anyways so… ya."

Link understood only two words of that sentence, but it was enough. One of the few words that he knew from the moment he arrived in this world was what Epona was, since apparently it was the same as when spoken in Hylian. Link nodded in response to Fíli's question, but didn't say anything. He'd talked enough for one day. No one said anything for a while until several minutes later when Kíli decided to break the second silence of the night.

"We should go back inside. Uncle Thorin wants to leave early tomorrow morning so we should get some sleep." Not sure if Link understood, the young Dwarf beckoned for Link to follow him and his brother back into the Hobbit hole.

Link nodded again and followed the two brothers back inside Bag End. Kíli and Fíli stopped by the kitchen for another ale before joining the Dwarves in the living room. All of the Dwarves were now sitting by the fireplace and a few seemed to be humming.

Thorin started singing, and Link was deeply moved by the raw emotion he heard in his voice. He knew the pain of watching his home burn and living in exile must be great, but at that moment Link truly felt Thorin's tremendous grief as if it were his own. Many of the other Dwarves joined the song, the rest continued to hum or just sat there thinking, wondering about what trials they had yet to face. Link swore by the Three Goddesses who guided him, he would help these Dwarves reclaim their lost home.

Link would end Smaug's rein even if it cost him his own life.

After the song slowly came to an end, no one made any move to do anything. Thorin eventually looked up from the fire and caught Link's gaze. Link nodded in respect and as an apology for his short words to the proud Dwarf. Unsurprisingly, Thorin did not respond positively to the action but neither did he respond negatively. Rather, the Dwarf acted as if he did not see Link and turned to the rest of his company.

"Get some sleep," Thorin said quietly. "We leave at first light."

LoZ x The Hobbit

In the end, they didn't leave at first light. The Dwarves spent a long time waking up and getting ready since they were trying to be quiet enough to not wake the sleeping Bilbo. Then Gandalf suggested that they should probably clean up the mess they made so it was around an hour or so after the sun rose that the company of 13 Dwarves, one Wizard and one Hylian left Bag End and headed to the Green Dragon where the everyone but Link had their steeds and supplies. It took them another half hour to get everything settled there and it was a long while after the sun rose before the finally made it to the edge of Hobbiton.

"Wait," Kíli said as they crossed into the rolling fields when he noticed Link was still walking, "You said you had a horse. Where is it? Why are you still walking?"

Link smirked, guessing what Kíli was inquiring about before he pulled out the horse charm from beneath his tunic. Despite not loving her in a romantic sense, Link still kept the gift Ilia gave him as he still cared very deeply for her. Link blew into the horse charm, the melody singing out across the field and seemingly carried along the wind. (1)

"Lad, do you really think anything's going to hear that?" Dwalin asked after the whole company had stopped to look at him. "Even if your horse is right over the hill it wouldn't have heard it."

A distant neigh cut Dwalin off and sure enough, there was Epona charging over the top of the hill towards them. Link smiled at the awed looks they gave Epona. Why wouldn't they? With her reddish-brown coat that blazed in the sun, cream coloured mane and tail, and powerful limbs, she was the most striking horse Link had ever seen.

"By my beard," Dwalin said quietly, making Link's smirk grow just a little bit bigger at the awe in the fierce Dwarf's voice.

"It doesn't look like she's going to stop," Ori said nervously when Epona didn't slow from her gallop even slightly. The others quickly realized the truth in Ori's words and shifted nervously.

"Master Link!" Dori almost shouted when Epona was nearly upon him and not slowing at all. "Move out of the way! You're going to get trampled!"

Link didn't move from his relaxed stance despite the warning he guessed they were calling out to them. It wouldn't be the first time someone thought his horse was going to stampede over him. At the last possible second, Epona stopped sharply and standing before him still as a rock. Link rubbed her nose before circling to Epona's left side and swiftly climbing onto her back.

All around, Dwarves were looking at Link as if he had grown two heads. It annoyed him a bit so he called them out on it in Ancient Hylian. (2)

*You think I don't know my own horse? Epona would never trample me.*

Gandalf chuckled and moved his own horse closer to Link, responding in the same language. *That's a mighty fine horse you've got there, Master Link. You appear to have quite the strong connection to her.*

Link patted Epona's neck lovingly. *You'd never find a braver horse in all of Hyrule or Middle Earth.*

Normally, Link was not nearly so talkative. One of, if not the only, topic he would openly talk about was his wonderful Epona but even then he never said much.

The King-in-Exile was quick to get over his shock at watching one of the members his company nearly getting trampled before they even left the town, so Link did not have the opportunity to say anymore even if he were so inclined to.

"Let's get moving!" Thorin called from the front. "We have a long way to go."

Link and Epona ended up riding next to Bifur for a while, until Epona started to get restless. Link and Epona were used to cantering and galloping across Hyrule. Even with more bags than she usually carried, Epona wished to ride like that once again with her master. Link too was edging to really ride. He longed to feel the wind blowing through his hair and across his face, moving as one with Epona as they nearly flew across the earth.

Link was about to go ask Gandalf if he could ride ahead for a bit when a voice called out.

"WAIT! WAAAAIITTTT!"

It was Bilbo. Turns out he was going to come on their quest after all. Link was a little nervous for the Hobbit, unsure if Bilbo really knew what he was signing up for when he signed the contract, but smiled slightly at him regardless. After all, it wasn't like Link himself knew what he was signing up for when he set out on his first quest. They put Bilbo on a pony named Myrtle despite his protests and they were off.

Link stopped Gandalf as he moved back to ride beside Bilbo. "Gandalf," Link said quietly, giving the Wizard a look to convey the restlessness he and Epona were feeling at the moment. Epona's restlessness was quite obvious by the way she tugged at the reins slightly and snorted at him and the ponies and Gandalf quickly understood.

*Go on then,* Gandalf said, gesturing with his staff to the open forest surrounding them. *Don't go too far ahead. I doubt we'll run into any danger but since you don't know where exactly we're going you might get lost. I'll explain to Thorin after you've left.*

Link sent Gandalf a grateful look before he shifted his stance ever so slightly and nudged Epona with his heels. "Hiya!" Link called out to her and she shot out of the line as fast as an arrow and took off down the path. They flew past the others who gave shouts of surprise and a few ponies started a bit but nothing too serious. Link only noticed this in passing since he was too busy enjoying the feeling of riding for the sake of riding. It felt like he was back on his quest to save Hyrule, saving the world with the help of his faithful companion and friends. Link was on his way to helping and saving people once again and he couldn't be happier. It had been too long since his life had held meaning or direction, and it finally felt like things were settling into place.

It felt like Epona had gotten even faster since coming to Middle Earth. Perhaps Farore had also gifted her? It wouldn't surprise Link, and he welcomed the change. The two rode for a while, just enjoying each other's company as the world of Middle Earth flew by them. Sooner than he wished, they reached a fork in the road and Link knew they needed to turn around and head back to the others. It pained Link to make Epona stop when she was so clearly enjoying herself, but she listened to him easily when he finally asked her to stop and turn around.

*We have to head back now,* Link said sadly.

Epona whickered, letting Link know she understood before she set off at a light trot. Link took the time until he caught up to the company to enjoy the scenery and the quietness, since there was rarely any quiet when you were in a company of 15 others, never mind when most of them were Dwarves.

As he rode, Link contemplated the events of the previous evening from the moment the door opened when he arrived at Bag End. He really had no idea what to expect but he was still a little surprised to see just how old Gandalf was. Link didn't allow the surprise to show on his face when he handed the Wizard the letter, as he knew better than most than to judge strength based on appearance considering flying pots, of all things, had attacked him on his first journey. Not to mention the annoying Leevers that liked to inhabit Hyrule field and the Desert in the past. (3)

It had been mildly fascinating to meet Dwarves for the first time. The knowledge imprinted in his mind hardly did them justice. They were stout beings, these Dwarves, but even the smallest of them was fairly large if not slightly muscular. It was also easily apparent to Link by the lines on their faces that while many of these Dwarves had known much hardship and toil throughout their lives, they were still capable of laughter and making merry in the face of adversity. Dwarves were quite the sturdy and unmovable beings if Link's initial judgment of them was anything to go by, and he couldn't help but feel slightly envious of the sheer resistance to evil he could tell they possessed.

Link had carefully taken in each Dwarf in turn, noting how capable he thought them to be and whether they would be a help or a hindrance during the quest when they encountered any adversary. He had been pleasantly surprised to see that, unlike the Hyrule Castle guards, very few of the company fell into the latter category. Not all of the Dwarves were warriors, the overly large Dwarf with the long red beard was an obvious example of the fact, but Link knew better than most that one doesn't need to be a warrior to learn how to wield a weapon. He had been just a poor ranch hand when destiny had called him to defend Hyrule against Ganandorf, and before that only a forest boy, yet he became the hero that need – and the Goddesses – dictated he be.

Link had been slightly embarrassed when Gandalf greeted him with all of his titles, from both lives. He had accepted that the deeds he had done set him apart from everyone else, but deep down Link was still just a lost forest boy who was uncomfortable with being different. Link had been unable to stop a little bit of his embarrassment from leaking onto his face, which was a testament to how uncomfortable he felt since he usually had an iron grip on his emotions. He had to.

It had been obvious that the Dwarves were suspicious of him when he arrived, especially when he didn't disarm himself to eat. He didn't blame them as he was equally suspicious of many of them. Of the entire company, only Gandalf was at least partially trusted by him as the Triforce of Courage Link possessed sensed Gandalf's magic and he could feel that there was not an ounce of evil in the Gray Wizard. None of the others seemed evil, but as they did not have magic Link could not be sure and his battle-honed instincts were too strong to be willing to leave anything to chance.

Dinner had been a marvelous affair for the Dwarves, but Link did not join the festivities and instead opted to more carefully observe his future travelling companions. Despite feeling that his purpose in life was to save people from evil, he always felt incredibly uncomfortable around those he was trying to save. Part of it could be attributed to his choice of profession, but even as a child Link felt as if there were a barrier between him and the rest of the world. Only after he realized his destiny did Link realize that he truly was different from everyone else, and that he'd likely always be alone.

Well, other than Saria. Thinking of his childhood had brought back fond memories of his one and only friend. The green haired Kokiri girl had accepted Link despite him being fairyless and an oddity among the Kokiri. The closest thing he had left to remind him of her was the Ocarina of Time. The instrument had been nearly identical to the one Saria had given him when he left the forest for the first time, but sadly it had broken in his fight against Barinade and now he no longer had it. Every time he looked at the instrument he contemplated playing Saria's song but since she became a Sage because he could not bare the thought of not receiving an answer from his childhood friend.

Shortly after the spoils of the pillaged pantry were eaten and the dishes were cleaned and stacked, Thorin Oakenshield had arrived. Link had nearly been blown away by how authoritative and kingly the Dwarf had been when he walked in the door, even as he talked about getting lost. Only Princess Zelda had possessed such an aura and even hers was not quite so strong. The wolf inside of him had immediately been put on edge by the dominant presence and Link was hard pressed to stop himself from growling at the intimidating Dwarf and keep his face impassive when Thorin looked his way. When Thorin had raised his voice at him however, Link had been unable to entirely hold back the wolf that had perceived a true threat. For a split second, Link had been on the verge of changing when Thorin didn't back down and he dearly hoped that the others thought that they were just imagining things. Being able to turn into a wolf was a secret that didn't need to be shared just yet.

Before long, Link reached the rest of the company as they slowly meandered along the long trail to Erebor. The rest of the day passed quite uneventfully. Kíli and Fíli took great pleasure in informing Link about Bilbo's request for everyone to turn around because he forgot a handkerchief, with Gandalf acting as a translator. Link smiled a bit at that, but at the same time was worried that the Hobbit was going to be hopelessly lost if – no when they ran into trouble. Only time would tell but Link sincerely hoped that Bilbo would be a fast learner when it came to staying alive in a fight.

Link decided he quite liked Fíli and Kíli. For Dwarves, they were fairly open about themselves and in a way were almost naïve compared to the others, especially in the amount of real combat they had participated in. They were rather cheerful, if a bit reckless if their 'adventures' that they talked about were anything to go by. Both brothers liked to talk a lot, Kíli slightly more so than Fíli, but they didn't mind if Link didn't really say anything back.

Most of the time.

"Master Link," Kíli said earnestly, "did you really kill a dragon when you were nine?"

When Gandalf, who was riding slightly ahead of Link next to Bilbo, translated the question, the light smile Link had been sporting immediately vanished. All of the Dwarves who had been speaking fell silent, trying, and failing, to be subtle as they attempted eavesdropped on their conversation.

Link only absently noticed this as his mind was again reliving that horrible day… days really, inside Dodongo's Cavern. There had been no fire resistant tunic to protect him from the heat of the lava like there had been when he went to the Fire Temple as an adult. Perhaps even worse, his Deku shield was burnt to crisp within the first hour of being there and the Hylian Shield he had bought was much too big to be of any use to him. Not that either shield would have protected him from the laser beam attacks of Beamos or the fiery breaths of the juvenile Dodongos. In short, Dodongo's Cavern was a fiery nightmare that he was not prepared for and would have given him many scars if it weren't for the healing power of the Great Fairy atop Death Mountain.

"Master Link?" Kíli probed cautiously.

Link started abruptly out of the fiery memories of his past. Epona snorted, aware of his discomfort. Link patted her neck reassuringly before looking at the dark haired Dwarf and nodding.

Instead of being deterred by his silence, Kíli pressed forward with more questions for Link.

"How big was it? Could it fly? How did you defeat it? What –?"

Fíli shut his brother off with a look, but that did not lessen the sheer eagerness in Kíli's expression. Link knew that Kíli, and the rest of the Dwarves, would not be satisfied without an answer so he forced himself to say something.

"It was large enough to swallow me whole, but thankfully it couldn't fly. I defeated it by throwing explosives into its mouth and hacking open the armor on its head until it died."

Link was so concerned with getting the words out as quickly as possible – in a feeble attempt to lessen their impact – that he didn't even realize that he was speaking in the Common Tongue of Middle Earth.

"How –?" Kíli started to ask, but again he was cut off. This time it was Gandalf who stopped the archer from pestering Link.

"Kíli!" Gandalf said sharply. "Cease your insistent inquiries.

LoZ x The Hobbit

"I don't think this is a good idea."

"Perhaps not, but many would claim the same about our quest."

"Thorin, you have no idea what you are doing. Please reconsider."

"I have heeded your words, Gandalf, but my decision is made. If I am to trust the lives of my kin into his hands, I must make sure his hands are indeed capable."

"There are other ways."

"None that wouldn't put their lives at risk. This is the only way."

LoZ x The Hobbit

LoZ x The Hobbit

Epona's song is googleable. I'm not going to try and describe the melody since I have no experience in such matters and would fail horribly at it.

There is a difference between Hylian and Ancient Hylian. Link knows both but his native tongue is Ancient Hylian. Gandalf knows Ancient Hylian.

Leevers are annoying little buggers from a few of the LoZ games. They don't do a lot of damage, but they're super annoying because they move pretty fast and have no pattern. They also appeared several times in Twilight Princess and made me have to keep doing a really easy quest over and over. Won't go into details, but for anyone who's played it's one of the Malo Mart Quests and you'll probably know what I'm talking about.

Again, I'd like to apologize for the lateness of my update. Unfortunately, I will not be able to promise a speedy update as exams are looming over the horizon and they (sadly) must be a priority. Sorry also that this chapter wasn't very meet filled, but sometimes chapters are just like that.

Btw, feel free to PM me at any time to get off my butt and write more. Part of the reason it takes me so long is cuz I want every chapter to be amazing for all you lovely people and I get disheartened when I think it sucks. Also, if you have anything you want to see in here, you can message me about that too and I'll try to work it out. I've also got a fb page that I just started, Tale of a Falling Star, that I plan to put all of my works on but so far only has this one. You can bug me there as well.

One more thing for all you guys and gals: If you want to see Link fight with a certain weapon, leave it in the review! There's gonna be lots of fights so I'll be sure to find something for any suggestion. Only rule is that is has to be from Majora's Mask, Ocarina of Time or Twilight Princess. A few common things from Skyward Sword like the sail cloth are okay too I guess, since he has a Loftwing *wink wink*

Oh and eternalenergy, I tried to reply to your review but you've turned of PMs :(