Link awoke to the sound of people angrily shouting. He yawned, stretched, and rubbed his eyes.

"That time already? What are they doing up so early?"

After dressing himself in his field uniform, Link crawled out of his tent, to find the surviving soldiers clustered around a small fire. Over it hung a small, primitive frying pan. Link smelled bacon. His mouth watered and his stomach grumbled.

"It's mine!"

"No, mine! You got the last piece last time!"

"That's a lie!"

"Is not!"

"Is so!"

And so it went. It was easily apparent what they were arguing about: they had eaten every piece of bacon but one, and found themselves in a rather childish disagreement about who should get it. Link sighed.

"If this is the state of our army," Link thought, "We don't stand a chance. Soldiers fighting like three year-olds over a small piece of bacon? How childish."

"Gentlemen, gentlemen," he said, striding out of his tent. "I think it's clear who should get the last piece: me!"

"So I'm hungry," thought Link, "So sue me."

"Yeah, not happening."

"Not a chance kiddo."

"I'm not a kid! I'm older than I look!"

"Uh huh."



"Oh yes."

"We totally believe you."

Link sighed. "Ok, how about this: in repayment for saving your lives yesterday, you give me that bacon. I'm starving."

The two looked at each other.

"Alright," said one, grudgingly.

"Fine," went the other after a moment.

"Thank you."

Link sat back to make the most of the bacon.

"Honestly, I don't know what they were fighting about. It's burnt."

Morning in Hyrule City did not go so well. In the wake of the overnight coup d'état, countless people had fled the city. Most people who could were leaving. That included a disproportionate number of wealthy people.

More importantly, they were taking their money with them as they fled. Hyrule Central Bank had already reported another sharp increase in the number of withdrawls, as people grabbed what they could and fled. Economic collapse began to look like an inevitability, rather than a danger. Officers and soldiers openly worried about where their next paychecks would come from, and whether they would even be worth anything. Much of the city's infrastructure had already been destroyed, and there were few looking to invest in the new leadership.

The new regime found itself in an even tighter spot than the luckless Hadira.

"No, tell him he most certainly may not leave!" shouted one angry colonel into a telephone, before slamming it down.

"What is it this time?" asked a nearby general.

"Captain Xavier requested an immediate leave for "medical reasons". The fact that his entire family already fled the town, with all his belongings, makes me feel that this is not an entirely legitimate request."


Gannondorf stalked angrily through the woods, a nervous-looking Deku following close behind him.

"This had better work, Joras. Or you're in for more pain than you care to imagine."

Joras swallowed. She could imagine quiet a lot.

"It will, my liege. Just wait and see."

"Then give the signal to begin."

"Right away!"

Link said goodbye to the soldiers and their commander, and watched as they drove their own way. He then began to start picking up himself. Then he noticed that the soldiers had left a lot of crap for him to clean up. He sighed.

"Why does the neat freak always have to pick up after everyone?"

As Link cleared away his tent, he kept an eye open for Zelda.

"Where is she, damn her?" he looked at his watch, "We're going to be late. I still have to access the central archives from whoever is in charge there and get the information I need. The capital's a long way from here and who knows what's going on? Better get there sooner than later or I'll find that some giant space tick stepped on my information or some shit like that. Nothing is too weird anymore."

After standing around for half an hour, Link finally gave up.

"Screw it, she found me once. She'll find me again."

With those inspiring words of loyalty to his leader, Link drove off and (presumably) left her behind.

After a mere mile or so had passed, Link heard more gunfire in the woods nearby.

"Not again!"

AN: Again, sorry I took so long. Will try and get back on a schedule. Still, I am working on another story now (MLP: Chaos in Equestria) so I may or may not always be as timely as you like. Rest assured that I remain committed to seeing this through to the end.