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You can go ahead J, all of you feel free to post your mornings.

Sure, I'm up for. Always loved that show as a kid, the music was amazing.

Link heard the song as Epona carried him towards the eye, Ciela called out to him, he simply looked to her and nodded as Epona raced forward, somehow Midna had beaten him here. Link's rage boiled over and as propelled himself off his's horse back he buried his sword in the top of the letting it drag done ripping it apart completely. He jumped away as the best started to burn away, he turned and looked at Midna. "In the name of Hyrule... No in the name of peace. You will help me find Princess Zelda or you fall alongside the tyrant who has taken her." He spoke softly, the rage had left him now he only spoke the truth of his goal as his eyes burned into Midna, staring her down. Dark Link was a blast, he had little sense of self preservation and it showed, bashing with the shield swinging the blade of Shadows wildly. "Your not bad, but you've got a problem... I don't feel pain or get tired. Your weapon is not of the Light so really this fight is going to go on until I kill you." He sighed as if the fight had begun to bore him. "Tell me something, are all the people of Twilight this moody or is just the princess?" He shoved Zant away taking a few steps back circling him. His style changed all of sudden as he spoke, as if he had simply been toying with you before. "I almost envy you, I mean you get to feel the power of light and darkness, but that isn't as nice as just being light or dark is it? Your always struggling with your choices?" He grinned, his sword dragging the dirt, his shield the only thing between him and Zant.

Well Links going to save the day... (Cause Ganon took her took her away! And now the children don't play but they will when Link saves the day!(Ignore my silly song lyrics)) And Dark Link returns, as he's linked to Ganondorf he decided to step in and fight on his Masters behalf.

Link was in a rage, not only had he just seen this woman reveal her true colors, her friend had brought forth a monster and in the chaos the princess had vanished. He got up slowly, the force having thrown him up onto a roof top, he drew the Master Sword as rush forward giving a whistle. Epona rushed towards him, he jumped onto her back riding towards the monstrous eye. He did not issue a battle cry, he did not say a word, he simple rode forward his eyes locked onto the beast as his mind prioritized things. First he would deal with this, then Lady Midna and cohort. After that he would have to pursue the captured Princess. His work was cut out for him for certain. As the Hero rode toward this monster he just smiled, he already knew how to beat it, it was as good as dead. Dark Link appeared in front of Midna, his hands folded in a chastising manner. "You seemed so promising, I mean, I know you have a thing for that little Hero whose about to up stage you, but you did seem like decent person. Pity for you sister, I hate decent people. I'll start with you seeing as you threatened my Master then we can kill the boy, I'll save the little Hero for later, I'll need something to entertain me." He grinned, his teeth like razors, Link the picture of honor and innocence this fiend was more inclined to murder and deprivation. He drew forth a sword, it dripped black magic as if the very blade could poison your soul. "You know what's great about your kind Midna? You walk in the light and the shadow. So really this weapon and the master sword could kill you, perhaps your distant kin to me? I am nothing but shadow... You kind irks me, your like poor copies each of you born with a little more light, no doubt the goddesses doing, still perhaps when I'm done serving my master I'll go conquer your world. Turn you back into creatures of the dark." With that a shield appeared on Dark Links arm, a red symbol of Ganondorf appearing on it. "Now hurry up and die, your a waste of talents." With that he lunged forward unleashing a flurry of strikes.

Well Midna is... Scary, but no matter, as to the question who shall the this beast. I just wanted to sort whose going to kill it... I was thinking Link but I didn't want to up stage anyone else.

Knight sighed and stood up. "For those of you who do not know me, I am Knight, no it is not my real name, I am a former Air assault Pathfinder, I join the ODST's on a recommendation letter from one Major Dare, a ONI spook who drafted me into her own personal ONI team, where during the second battle of Requiem I lost everyone on said team except the Major, afterwords I joined up with Julie's Spartan team, since then I was transferred here. I specialize in vehicles, if it moves I can pilot it. Anything else on me is classified and I'm not allowed to talk about it. Major Dare was very clear on that, if I do say anything, well the punishment is worse than army rations." He shuddered then turned to the Captain. "Well that's done, now I'm off to see a man about a tank, any of you want to spar, I'll be down in the weight room in thirty minutes." With that the chatty young soldier left the room jogging down the hall towards the hanger and his prize. All he had to is get one of those bad boys and he would be able to die happy. With the Mantis battle suit becoming more and more popular the tanks were becoming more of a artillery item rather than world masher it had been before. Of course this had also led to increased popularity in the Elephant, maybe he could get one of those too. he thought as he neared the bay. He was glad he was wearing a helmet, his mouth watered at the site of so many pristine factory fresh vehicles.

Carolina walked slowly towards the medical bay, he was in control, just like back in mountains, all he had to do was repress the thoughts of the place, yet as he had spent so much time there he almost longed for it. Things their were tough and the fight were grueling but he made friends, he told stories... He could trust people. Now, every crew member he passed, every agent who gave him a nod of the head, they were all scary, his world had been shattered. Yet one task allowed him to nod back in return, to smile at lovely young women who walked past him as if he was fine, revenge. He had arrived in medical to find the doctor had already prepared the many pills he would have to start taking. He nodded and thanked the man, wondering if the doctor had any idea how he a perfectly healthy man like himself developed that many brain problems so quickly. He took the first dose and headed towards the mess hall, getting himself a hearty plate of food he sat down silently beside North and South. Still in his armor the bench creaked under his weight, he took off his helmet looking between the siblings he began to eat, getting half through his meal he stopped. "Let me guess, you too worked out all the tests were made to be failed? Trust me, whatever you too thought was bad in there, it gets worse, I know it will." His didn't do that thing were you felt like he learned everything about you all at once, he just stared at his food. Whatever had happened was serious. He looked at South and then to North. His mind wanted him to hug South tightly, she was alive not dead like they had thought when they had to leave her, North screaming her name as he and Penn pulled him away from the advancing force. He shook his head and flashed a smile at them both. "Don't worry though, I've already been through Hell, so you two are going to be fine. I promise." He seemed... Sincere and genuinely concerned by the way his voice sounded. Carolina felt guilty, guilty that he hadn't saved South in his Sim, guilty for North betrayal, he had shown signs for the past month that he was cracking. If he hadn't trusted him... he'd still be in the mountains, his mind being eroded away slowly. Still he felt he owed them, if anyone was going to survive this, he planned to make sure those two did.

Link looked at Ciela, shocked at her statements, this woman had relations to that old story? It was one of the more remember Hero stories as it had been one of the darkest and most serious to date. Link stepped forward closing his eyes for a moment to collect himself. "I do not fight without reason Lady Midna. You say the cycle must be broken yet no one else who has ever opposed the demon king has succeeded, only the one wielding the sword of evil's bane has defeated him." He spoke with authority, yet not as Link the Link you knew, his voice almost seem to change as if thirty different voice's spoke through his own, as if each past Hero was united in one voice, it was strange if not slightly awe inspiring. "I am not very good with words Lady Midna, but I know things, things that no other man knows how to do. I can slay dragons, reverse time itself, and wield magic long forgotten. Yet my hands have never done those things. Each Hero... No each **Me** did those things, I was not there but I know how to do it. I can play many instruments yet I have never had a lesson. I am the defender, the avenger, and hope of each Goddess made flesh. I can solve complex locks and problems in less time than great scholars. If you break the cycle, you break seal. If you continue with plan to change the way the world works, the Goddesses may not let me return. I could be the last Link, the last hero to save you all." Link ended his speech and stepped backed to Ciela grasping at his head as he blinked. Link seemed a little out of it, perhaps not only did the past Links leave him skills perhaps each of them shared part of his mind, giving there skills only when he needed them. If that is so, then Link called on all of them to help him argue back at Lady Midna.

Jan sat alone, having ditched the other troops and gone off to a secluded Balmorra garden, he had spent his morning meditating as most force user's did. He thought of the others he could have saved at the Sith academy or how he should have at least done something other than running. He finished his meditations and drew his lightsaber, he normally buried it at the bottom of his ammo pack to keep it hidden, but he needs to practice. He was by no means a having only mastered Shii-Cho. He began the movements, he was attempting to teach himself more advanced forms of combat, so far the results looked good but he couldn't be sure. His force powers had seen some use, mostly moving boxes or stealing extra rations from the asshole's in his squad. He finished his training and hid the lightsaber once more, before exiting the garden. He made his way towards the Cantina deciding to go see the others, perhaps play a game of cards. The force often gave him a advantage letting him make some extra credits on the side.