A small, diminutive, monstrous humanoid with a huge head and ears and a hunched back entered a dark castle. The creature, known on this world as a Bokoblin, made his way to the castle’s throne room. He was allowed into the throne room and went down the blood-red carpet. The torches offered dim light, but he could see his master in all his dark splendor sitting on the throne and resting his head on his hand. “My Lord Ganondorf,” spoke the Bokoblin in a gravelly voice, “our spies have reported that our agent is now in the care of the Hylians. As we speak, she is being escorted into the castle.”
      “…You think I am unaware of that?” asked the figure on the throne in a bass voice.
      “My Lord?” asked the Bokoblin.
      “If I needed you to report of the plan’s success, we would all grow old at the rate news reaches us. Leave me.” The Bokoblin felt offended, but he knew better than to make his master angry. He bowed and departed the throne room.
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      In a much brighter castle, the princess dwelling there was talking to the delegates of all the races of Hyrule. The princess was called Zelda and she was a Hylian, a race that looked human aside from the pointy ears, but elves they were not. The delegates were a red-scaled humanoid with fins on his forearms and a fish tail sprouting from his head (Sidon, Prince of the Zora), a tanned woman with deep-red hair and a revealing outfit, (Chief Riju of the Amazonian Gerudo), an orange-skinned giant with a massive beard and an eyepatch (Patriarch Bludo of the Goron), and an old owl man with five feathers on his wings acting as fingers (Chief Kaneli of the Rito). They were all in a conference with Zelda, discussing recent events. “Unfortunately,” said Sidon, “the East Reservoir Lake is near to flooding again. We can’t exactly blame Vah Ruta again.”
      “The Gorons can help with fortifying the lake’s walls,” assured Bludo. “Perhaps we can create a spillway that doesn’t enter into Zora’s Domain.”
      “We have Purah checking that idea out,” said Sidon. “She’s also trying to get us power that doesn’t generate electricity.”
      “Odd, considering her job,” remarked Zelda. “But she’s a genius, so I’m sure she…” She trailed off when she heard a noise. The delegates stopped talking and listened.
      “…So I’m not the only one hearing that, right?” asked Kaneli.
      “I hear it too,” replied Riju.
      “I think I see it!” called Sidon. A blue box faded into existence with a lamp flashing on top until the noise finished with a thud!
      “…Is that a new invention of Purah’s?” asked Riju.
      “Doesn’t look like Sheikah tech,” remarked Bludo. The box’s door opened and out stepped four people! Three women, one man, and one of the women looked recognizable to Zelda.
      “…Miss Rose?!” she asked.
      “…Princess Zelda?!” asked Amy. Zelda grinned.
      “Amy Rose! Welcome!” She picked up the hedgehog girl and hugged her. “It’s so great to see you! I…You’re wearing…?”
      “Oh, the new dress!” realized Amy. “No, none of my friends on Mobius are dead. I’m just trying something new.”
      “Ah, that ‘Goth’ fashion I heard about. Who are your new friends?”
      “Princess Zelda, meet Dr. William Davies…”
      “Hello, your Highness,” greeted William as he bowed.
      “And the Doctor and Rassilon of Gallifrey,” finished Amy.
      “Gallifrey?” asked Zelda, worried. “Then you’re both Time Lords and that box is your TARDIS?”
      “I’m a little amazed to hear you say that,” remarked the Doctor. “Did the Time Lords visit your world?”
      “One has,” admitted Zelda. “She’s in her room right now.”
      “You…have a Time Lord in your custody?” asked Rassilon.
      “She said she was escaping Ganondorf,” explained Zelda. “Link’s guarding her room right now. There’s…something about her. I can’t explain what, but I feel a sort of…malice behind her kind face.”
      “What’s the Time Lord’s name?” asked William.
      “She said she’s called Miss Tarae.” The instant that name escaped Zelda’s mouth, the Doctor, William, and Amy goggled at each other.
      “What’s that woman doing here?!” demanded Amy.
      “Where is she?!” asked William.
      “I’ve got a better question,” interjected Rassilon. “WHO is she?”
      “The Master in a new female incarnation!” replied the Doctor.
      “…That devil is here?!” asked Rassilon. Fury filled her eyes as she recalled the CyberMasters.
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      Outside a room, a blonde Hylian man in a green tunic and hat was playing on a blue ocarina. The song was called Zelda’s lullaby. The woman inside, however, wasn’t soothed. “Must you make that incessant noise?!” she hissed.
      “What’s wrong with a little ocarina music?” asked the man.
      “Link!” called Zelda’s voice.
      “Zelda!” replied Link as the princess and her new guests arrived. The two Hylians hugged.
      “I know how boring this kind of guard duty is,” said Zelda, “but it’s paying off, I promise. Oh, I almost forgot! We have guests. Presenting the Doctor and Rassilon of Gallifrey, Dr. William Davies…and I believe the hedgehog needs no introduction.”
      “Amy?” asked Link. “How did you-?”
      “Her doing,” said Amy as she pointed at the Doctor. “We need to speak to Miss Tarae. She’s…I gotta put this bluntly. She attacked my world and is an old enemy of the Doctor and Rassilon.”
      “Sorry, did I just hear Miss Rose and did she say ‘Rassilon’?” asked Miss Tarae from inside the room.
      “Link, let us pass,” directed Zelda. Link nodded and opened the door. The room was a tasteful guest room with a bed, a vanity, and a wardrobe. But the Doctor and her team were more interested in Miss Tarae, now wearing a dress worthy of a Hylian noblewoman.
      “Now that’s what I call luxury!” chuckled the Doctor.
      “Doctor!” hissed Miss Tarae!
      “In the flesh and making new friends,” said the Doctor.
      “What are you doing here?! And why did you and William bring Miss Rose?! And is that flamenco girl really Rassilon?!”
      “In reverse order,” answered the Doctor, “Yes, that’s really the same Rassilon that drove you insane to enact her plan of breaking the Time Lock surrounding the Last Great Time War, I brought Amy with me and William because her future self arrived and told her it was an opportunity worth taking-.”
      “And I was right,” said Amy. “She even convinced me to try my current goth look.”
      “And, well, let’s just say we’re all on a quest,” finished the Doctor. “But enough about us, let’s talk about you! Dropping the Lolita look? Blending in, are we? Doesn’t seem like your usual nature. Don’t you have some sort of speech about how it’s your fate to be the one ruler of time and space?”
      “Fate and nature had little to do with my arrival here!” hissed Miss Tarae. “In fact, it had little to do with my entire journey since we first clashed on Earth! I point the finger of blame at YOU, Doctor!”
      “Me?! What have I done?! I wasn’t the one that made a deal with the Autons during my exile! I wasn’t responsible for you decaying at the end of your first regeneration cycle, and, well, the actual woman to blame for your madness IS wearing a flamenco dress, as you said.”
      “Thank you SO much for reminding me of my sins,” remarked Rassilon, not even bothering to hid her contempt for that.
      “The point is that YOU, Miss Tarae, didn’t do anything to change your mad state,” continued the Doctor. “You’re simply unwilling to accept responsibility for your own horrific degeneration, which, conveniently, leads us to the here and now. Your TARDIS still has some residual faults from when Eggman tried to roboticize it, I take it?”
      “Your efforts to purge the majority of Eggman’s lunacy are commendable, there is no question about it,” replied Miss Tarae, “but the process managed to damage my navigation systems. I was forced to land here to effect repairs. A real shame I couldn’t land during a time when the Sheikah were the technological masters of the world instead of an isolated village in a valley!”
      “That was 10,000 years ago,” remarked Zelda, “as I’ve been reminding you.”
      “And taking great pleasure in my annoyance at your repeated reminders!” hissed Miss Tarae. “And need I remind you that Ganondorf’s forces were chasing me?”
      “Ganondorf?” asked the Doctor.
      “An evil sorcerer that’s after me,” explained Zelda. “Not for any romantic attachments. No, his lust is all dedicated to power.”
      “Not a bad form of lust, all things considered,” remarked Miss Tarae.
      “You shut up,” said Rassilon. “I thought that way once and now look where I am. Exiled from a dead planet. A dead planet, by the way, YOU created. Finishing what the Daleks started?”
      “Now see here-!” hissed Miss Tarae.
      “Anyone hear that?” asked William. Everyone stopped talking for a bit and listened.
      “…That’s a Bokoblin spear clashing against a Hylian Shield!” revealed Link. “…And that’s a Bokoblin club hitting someone in the head!”
      “How do you-?” asked Amy.
      “I’ll explain later,” replied Link. A guard then rushed into the room.
      “My lady!” he said to Zelda. “Ganondorf is attacking the castle! He’s leading his armies personally!”
      “What?!” asked Zelda. “He’s never been this bold before!”