The Legend of Zelda: Link's Shadow [T]

Prologue

In this peaceful land of Hyrule, there can be bad things, just as there are good things. Infact, terrible things can happen. But usually when terrible things would come forth, a hero would save his land and restore peace, sealing away all evil.

What if... the evil was the hero? How would he seal it up if it's himself? How would he fight himself? How is he a hero?

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Link finished loading the last crate onto the wagon." Thanks Link!" A man called back from the front, right before snapping the reins and causing his wagon to leave the small town of Kakiriko.

Link waved good-bye to the man before sighing, ready to go back to his house and eat. As usual, he had been helping tend to the farm, run errands, and help people, like the man who had just left to go to a trading post in Lon Lon City.

Lon Lon certainly didn't deserve the title 'city'. The only thing in it was a massive ranch, stables, ranch owner's home, and a few other's homes. It was more like a village.

Kakiriko, however, had a good amount of farmers living there, farms (hence the word 'farmers), houses, markets, and a few stores. A nice place.

Link had also heard of a village to the south called Ordon; but he had never been there. And finally there was Hyrule Castle Town. A huge city with tons of stores, houses, entertainment, market stalls, bars, hospitals - you name it!

But Link prefered Kakiriko. It was a nice quiet place with friendly neighbors that all knew who he was and treated him nicely. The climate was a warm one, so when winter came it was never too cold like some places, referring the Castle Town.

Well, another thing about Link is he was a good swordsman. His dad had served in the military as marine. All Hylian marines used swords, spears, and axes. Link's dad had chosen to use a sword.

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You guys like? =D

This is just a prologue for my other story 'Link's Shadow'. I re-read it and thought it was so terribly done it needed a re-make.

The Beginning of the End
Nightmares

Hyrule Field: it's large, dangerous, and there could be thieves present. So why was Link there? Where did he get the grand sword he was holding? Or the odd, green tunic? Infact, what was with the hat? Or the really cool shield? Link wasn't even thinking about these things, nor noticing them. He was just walking. With no goal, just walking westward.

Then he stopped suddenly. He looked up at the orange sky- wait; when was it orange? Or when was the grass purple? Link swiftly turned around and saw a dark figure. It was mainly a blob only slightly in the shape of a human. It's eyes were large and took up most of the upper figure. Its mouth was even bigger. It was frowning, but a second later, it grinned.

"Hi!" it exclaimed.

Link didn't respond. His facial expression didn't even slightly change. The blob frowned in response.

"Aw, why do you want to kill everyone?" it mocked.

"I don't..." Link whispered.

"You said you did." It growled.

"I did not!" Link yelled back.

"You've killed everyone already!" it laughed.

Link ran passed it and suddenly appeared in his village. An old grave keeper was piling up dead bodies of all the villagers. Including Link's parents and friends! Link turned and saw a wagon, much like the man who had just left had, ride it. A bloody pile ground up human meat was at the head. Link yelled at the gruesome sight...

...and woke up screaming. Wait - why was he on the ground? He shook his head. Then he remembered falling asleep there.

"Link!" he heard a young boy cry.

His head snapped around to see a boy about two years younger than him sprinting forward holding a small, rusty knife. He obviously had just woken up, and was quite alarmed.

Link mumbled something random under his breath before sighing.

The kid stopped right in front of him,” Are you okay?! Were you attacked?”

Link shook his head before replying meekly,” No.” He stretched his legs and stood up, wondering why the boy wasn’t dead. That’s right. Just a nightmare and nothing to be scared of, he would think. Well; wouldn’t you?

“Oh, then why did you scream?” the kid asked, still somewhat alarmed.

Link thought for a moment,” Since when did I scream?” he mumbled.

“Just now! I heard you scream ‘noo!’ or something!” the kid replied.

Link shook his head,” Just a nightmare.” He had just starting walking towards his house when the kid jumped out in front of him.

“Then why were you on the ground?!”

“I got tired and fell asleep there.” he snapped, becoming somewhat annoyed.

“Oh.” the kid grumbled before walking off to his house.

Link sighed once more. It was an awful scene. He looked up at the morning sky. Judging by the sun, almost everyone would be awake in about thirty minutes. Enough time for Link to catch a few minutes of sleep in his bed. He came upon a mesa on the side of the mountain and climbed a small wooden ladder up to the top. It had a flat grassy top, a small farm, and his house. He crept passed the cows who were silently grazing, and snuck up to his front door. He slowly opened it.

Inside was his mother asleep at the fireplace in a small room crammed with pots, pans, and family treasures. He tippie-toed past another door and climbed up a wooden ladder. He snuck past a small door and threw himself onto his bed, falling asleep almost immediantly.

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Short chapter. I'm really trying to figure out how I'm gonna do the beginning. Hopefully Chapter 2 will really kick this story off!

Hey Sam, nice start so far.

Just wondering, how old is Link?

Also, I'm guessing it's a different Link since his parents are in this story?

Well, I figure he's about fourteen.

And you remember the original story, right? This Link is completely new.

Live the Dream?

The Legend

In a dark and formless world; came three golden goddesses. They were known among one another as Din of Power, Nayru of Wisdom, and Farore of Courage.

Side by side they entered. Din, the most powerful shaped the rocks into the Earth and molded it into what it is now. Nayru brought law and order onto the land, and finally Farore brought life to uphold the law.

After their work was done, the climbed towards to the heavens, leaving the land they had just made. At the very spot they left, there was left the Golden Power.

Centuries afterwards, nations, races, people all alike hunted for it. The power that could have been theirs. It was all done at Hyrule. When a kingdom was finally established, the fighting stopped, and all the races were brought together.

Except those who dwell in the dessert. They refused to serve. Eventually war followed. War after war. If peace treaties were made among the two, they never really lasted.

Then it stopped. The two remained at peace. Until he came.

The man of the Dessert. He came with his Gerudo army and set fire to fields, starting a great war, killing many. In the end of it all, a certain family got separated.

The father of said family had to fight in the war, and the mother with the newborn child fled to the forest.

The child grew there, unaware of his dead parents, unaware of life outside the forest. Unaware of the man.

But about the time the man rose to power again, when the boy was ten, the man made arrangements for a solid treaty with Hyrule. At the same time he sought three spiritual stones that could have given him access to the golden power.

One lay in the forest, with the boy's protector, The Great Deku Tree. The man cursed the tree. Willingly, the boy tried to save the tree, only for it to die. He left the forest and came to the princess of Hyrule.

Determined to save the land, he helped her, but only gave the man access to the power. And the power was supposed to wake up seven minutes ago!

"Wake up, Link! You were supposed to be up seven minutes ago! Hurry!" Link awoke to find his father saying.

Link shook his head and groaned. He sat up in near daze. That dream had felt so real, as if it were telling a story. Was it? Or, no, it probably was not Just another weird dream. Nothing to worry about right?

"Right, get out of bed and go get some water from the well. Your mom's already cooking breakfast, go!" his father commanded. He walked off, closing the door behind him. Link shook his head and yawned, thinking of the dream.

Such an interesting story! How would his subconscious come up with something so in depth - well; for a mind of course. He stretched his legs and hopped out of bed. He hurried over to his boots and slipped his feet into them. He strapped the top up so they were secure.

He left his room and climbed down into the main room. He absorbed the sweet scent of frying cuckoo and then left his house. A few people were already outside tending to chores or waking up early.

"He looked to the kid who he had met earlier, apparently telling the story of how he had screamed. Crud! If that was made public, surely the other villagers would make fun of him. It was a small town, and there were only a certain number of kids Link's age. He could not lose any.

He climbed down the ladder and started to walk towards the well. A few kids ran up to him, looking pretty enthusiastic.

"You screamed?!" one blurted out as he came to a halt.

"Man, what spooked you so bad?!" the youngest questioned with wide-eyes.

"Yeah!" Another exclaimed.

"Bad dream, okay, guys? Listen, I've gotta get some water from the well, let me go." he ordered, trying to sound busy. But truth to be told, he was embarrassed!

"C'mon! What was it about?" the youngest asked.

"Nothing!" Link snapped, becoming irritated.

"Fine!" grunted the oldest, who was about two years older than Link. The boy rolled his eyes before turning around and walking off back to his home.

The young one looked left and right, before making haste to follow. The other one left without doing a thing.

Finally! Link thought. He Grabbed a bucket from beside the well and attached it to the rope. He grabbed one end and started to lower the bucket down. Eventually he heard it splash, meaning he had gotten some water in it. He felt the weight increase in the bucket, and he started to pull.

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Now what? It's a common question you might ask yourself from time to time. But not Link. Especially not right after breakfast and mid-morning chores! He would always go outside and play with the other kids. But did he want to now?

Ever since they figured out he had shouted, they seemed to like him less. It gave him a strange feeling he hadn't quit felt too often in his life. Loneliness.

He thought about what they would be talking about right now. Or better yet; he knew.

Him.

They were probably thinking of how girly he was and how stupid he was to sleep on the ground right by the gates. He shook his head and climbed down the ladder.

He looked around for a moment before seeing the group of boys together talking. He sighed and started towards them.

"What's going on guys?" he asked, trying to sound friendly, forcing a smile.

"Not much." The oldest said, not even turning his head to look at him. They abruptly ceased talking together. They just sat there in an odd silence. Link stood still, not knowing what to say next. Pretty soon, all the boys were looking at him.

"What?" Link asked them, confused.

"Link, uh, can you go away for a minute?" one said.

"Yeah, we're... talking about stuff that doesn't interest you." another one said.

Link immediantly felt hurt, knowing all too well they were covering up the fact that they were gossiping about him. For a moment he was sad, dumbstruck. Then sadness moved to anger. He clenched his fists and frowned repulsively at them," You're talking about me, aren't you?" he asked, trying to sound calm.

"No," the oldest one replied, moving out of the crowd of boys and putting his arm around Link," listen, man, we're talking about stuff that doesn't interest you. Why would we talk about you? Especially when you're our friend?"

Link shivered at the word 'friend'. He could see behind it all," Listen, Link, you come back in a minute and me and you can go do stuff, alright?"

Link shook his head," Whatever."

"C'mon, believe me!" The kid pleaded again, clearly trying to make Link feel better, even though he had been talking about him.

"Fine, I do." Link lied.

The older boy smiled and nodded, before walking off with his friends. Almost instantly their conversation sprang up again.

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Link: I HATE YOU OBI-WAN! AAAHHHGGGUUUHHH! *turns into darth link* NOW LEAVE A MESSAGE!

Okay, I was trying to start off the hate part, so, hope y'all like it.

Sick: Part 1
Change

That night after dinner, Link stormed into his room. Slamming the door, he threw himself on his bed. Why did his friends do that? Lie to him?

His teeth were pressed against each other, his hands clasped to the side of the bed. He was making sure he didn't attack anything.

For a moment you might think he's overreacting, but think about this. Link, his entire life, has had friends. There's only a few kids in his village, so he's always had them. And now they hated him.

And he hated them.

"Go away, Link!" the youngest boy shouted the next day.

"Guys," Link pleaded," can we just forget about this?"

"Can you just... leave?" said the oldest with a sigh.

"Yeah, we're talking." said another boy.

"Guys..." Link said sadly.

"Just shut up!" another exclaimed exasperatedly.

"No, you shut up!" Link roared.

He ran back to his house furiously and grabbed his fathers sword. He ran back to the boys who were laughing and talking.

"Yeah, I bet he's cry-" "-Die!" Link screamed, interrupting the oldest. He knocked the boy over and raised the sword up over his head.
"P-please..." the boy begged.

Link brought the sword down on the boys head. Hearing the boys blood-curdling scream, he turned to another boy. The kids eyes widened as he started to back away from Link.

Link stormed over to him and hacked at him madly with his sword. Feeling the blade make impact several times and hearing the boy scream, he stopped.

He heard a laugh in his ears. Everything turned to a red blur for a moment.
He turned to the other boys. His skin looked burnt, his eyes were red, and he wore a black tunic." Die!!"

"-DIE! DIE! DIE!" Link awoke to find himself yelling. He was sweating and breathing heavily. Wait - it was only a dream?

He brought his hand to his forehead for a moment. He was burning up. Sweat rolled down the side of his face, and he coughed. He felt sick.

He stood up, the same horrible laugh ringing in his ears. The room swayed around him, and he felt dizzy. He took a step forward and collapsed onto the moon-lit floor. He slowly got to his feet.
"I'm going crazy..." he muttered.

He stepped quietly over to his closed door, which he opened carefully. He took another step out and then his legs buckled under him. He let out a cry as he hit the wooden floor.

He looked up to see his dad rushing forward. In the next moment, he was outside, feeling terribly hot; and then things seemed to just go black for a moment. He suddenly found himself in a bed with a rather old man looking at him, reading a book and stirring something in a cup

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The man lifted up the cup," Ah, you're awake! Drink this, please." he commanded. Link couldn't move. The man sighed and put the cup to Link's lips, letting the nasty, hot, and brown liquid trickle down his throat. He coughed, and then blacked out again.

"Link, wake up!" he heard someone whisper gently in his hear. He opened his eyes to see the village elder standing over him. So he was the one who had given the medicine.

Link groaned and sat up. He rubbed his eyes."Worst fever I've ever seen." the man said flatly.

Link fell back onto the bed. He then realized he was burning up, with his nose stuffed up. A headache hit him simultaneously." Sir... am I insane?" Link asked meekly.

"The man shrugged," I can't tell." he mumbled," you moan and yell in your sleep, and it seems to be getting worse. Your temperature is increasing, and all the village boys are laughing. You seem to be under a lot of stress."

Link sighed as the man mentioned the boys. He knew they had been making fun of him, yet the mere mention made him sick and angry. Wait; wasn't he sad instead of mad? He felt he never wanted to be friends with the boys ever again, yet he was scared for them after the dream.

"Link," the man continued," you are so sick, I believe you could burn straight into a crisp." he elder said suddenly.

Link's eyes widened as he looked up at the man," What does this mean?"The man sat up and grabbed a small mirror from a nearby table. He put it in front of Link's face, allowing him to see himself. And what a sight it was!

His face was flushed and sweat trickled down the side of his face. His bright blonde hair was a more dirty blonde, and his eyes, were red. He shivered. It didn't seem like him.

"I believe you're heating up, so that its changing your eye color, hair color, and well, yes. The deal is boy, you've got some sort of deadly sickness in you."

He was sick. Badly.

I'm really injoying this. I can't wait for more. =)

Originally Posted by Mireva Coi

I'm really injoying this. I can't wait for more. =)

THANKS!

I've been busy, so I'm gonna start the next chapter now.

Sick: Part 2
The deepest cut

After days of taking the nasty brown liquid, staying in bed, being fed nothing but soup, Link was finally allowed to go outside and get some sun.

Because of his condition, though, he had to have someone accompany him. Unfortunately, the elder picked one of the boys. The oldest.

Link groaned as he carefully went down the stairs and limped to the door. He grabbed the doorknob and opened it. He took a step out and held his arm in front of his eyes as rays of sun blasted him. He let out a moan.

"Ready to go?" he heard a voice laugh.

He looked around and saw the oldest boy waving at him. He blinked and said nothing, unsure of how to respond to a person he had killed several times over in his dreams. It felt awkward being around him and remembering the supposed 'blood-shed'.

"Um, are you def? I said are you ready to go?"

Link nodded his head and finally managed to say," where?"

"The creek," the boy replied. He crossed his arms and tapped his right foot, waiting for a reply that came slowly.

"Uh, o...kay. I guess we can go, to the... creek." Link sat a long moment and waited.

"Well - lets go!" the boy finally blurted out. He quickly turned his back to Link and started striding to the direction of the mountains.

Link quickly snapped back into reality and sorely followed after him. He was starting to cramp up and his breath was getting shorter, although they hadn't even walked but a minute.

"S-slow down...!" Link said meekly.

Because of the tiny voice, the boy didn't hear and just kept striding forward.

"P-please just s-slow down..." Link said again.

No response.

"Slow down, William!" he finally managed to shout.

William quickly stopped and snapped his head back," Huh?"

Link quickly stopped, too and knelt down, trying to catch his breath, coughing in-between.

"What's wrong?" the boy said, starting to loose interest after he realized Link was only tired.

Link took a few more deep breaths and stood back up. He started to walk forward, and William went back to striding.

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"You're changing," William said as they finally managed to sit on the sand by the small creek.

Link looked into his reflection and saw his skin was brown, his eyes were bloodshot and the color around his pupil was red. His hair was now brown and he looked like he could puke. The reflection scared him.

"Well," William suddenly said.

"Well, what?"

"Are you going to respond to what I said?"

Link said idle a moment before saying," Yeah, I guess I am. But I'm just really sick. Why do you care - you just are doing this for laughs," he suddenly snapped.

William shrugged," Not really. Once I realized you were only sick; I decided that I shouldn't make fun of you."

Link rolled his eyes and wondered if he should believe him or not. It seemed stupid to. But William did seem serious this time.

"I mean, I could have just not volunteered." William said after a moment of silence.

Link looked up and finally said," W-when you and the guys made fun of me... what were you saying?"

William's cheeks grew red as he replied," Well... er, we'd say you were screaming... and stuff..."

Link narrowed his eyes.

"And we said you were sort of a..."

"Yes?"

William received a huge lump in his throat which he took a minute to swallow," that you were a baby... and an... idiot."

Link looked to the water with sad eyes. His mind raced at a thousand miles per hour, trying to decide whether to believe or not.

"So, either way, I guess we should be heading back now," William said suddenly.

"Yeah, I guess we should."

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"Look, sorry about making fun of you and all," William said again.

"It's okay," Link finally admitted as they neared the elders house.

"Seriously, man - you should come hang out with us again. You know, when you're feeling better?" Will suggested.

"Yeah. I should." Link said, finally smiling for the first time in almost a week.

I hope to get to read more soon.

The Fire

"Nice night for a walk." a man in kokiri soldier attire said to another.

There was no response from his fellow soldier.

"Eruestan? Did you hear me straight?" the man inquired, poking his friends shoulder.

"Shh, you idiot! Do you realize what just happened?" his partner whispered sternly.

The other man shook his head.

"The fire stopped burning!" Eruestan said later.

Both men stood staring off in the distance. A chill wind was blowing in the distance. Eruestan looked to his partner. For a long period of time, he did not speak, or move. Eruestan's partner, Anar clutched his spear more tightly.

"We have to go look! If it's true, we would be at the mercy of the forest!" Eruestan blurted out. He turned his body to the path in the woods and started walking.

Anar sighed and jogged over to his side," I wonder what we do if it really has burned out."

Eruestan didn't reply. He just kept looking down the path. Leaves and pine straw crunched under their feet as they drew nearer to the end of the path.

Suddenly, Eruestan stopped. His eyes darted left and right. He raised his spear.

"What's wrong?" Anar asked.

"Do you hear the burning?"

"No."

"Exactly." Eruestan carefully started to go on.

Anar followed close by his side, unsure of how to reply.

As they entered the clearing, the looked up at the massive Tree trunk before them. Anar gasped. This half-way chopped tree always had smoke coming from the top. A fire burned within that kept the darkness of the forest away. It was not there.

If one were to be flying somehow, they would see the smoke holes took the shape of a happy face. It showed that those who lived in the clearings of the forest would always be safe.

"Hey! You hear that?" Eruestan suddenly said.

Anar listened carefully. Music played in the distance. It was a lonely tune.

"Sounds like flute music." He replied.

Suddenly a small kid leaped out from the forest in strange, red clothing. His skin was a deep gray and his orange eyes were glowing. He was playing a flute.

"Oh, Farore!" Eruestan moaned.

"What is that thing?!" Anar cried.

"Stalchild!" Eruestan replied grimly.

Anar nearly screamed as a ray of light shot out from the kid's flute and hit Erustan.

Eruestan did scream. Loudly. He fell over and rolled around on his back. He dropped the spear and screamed again.

His skin started to wrinkle and his eyes began to dry out. All the color from his skin turned a pale blue, then left it a moldy white. The skin fell off him like powder, and his teeth completely disappeared. He stopped moving, and the next thing Anar knew, his friend was nothing more that and old log laying lifelessly on the ground.

He threw his spear at the kid which impaled it. The kid screamed and fell over. Anar raced into the trail in the woods and ran as quickly as possible to the village. He sprinted past houses and farms and finally reached the Kings large hut. He threw the door open and ran to the King's bedside.

"Sir! The fire's out and Eruestan was killed!"

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A quick look to someplace else besides Kakiriko that'll help with the future story.

The Quest Begins

Link finally took that breath of fresh air he had been waiting for from a death-bed. He had passed the sickness and was ready to start over with the guys. His dad was letting him borrow his sword to show-off with. Hopefully; the guys would like him again.

"Here comes Link!" Link could hear the youngest saying to the other kids.

"Hey, guys!" Link greeted cheerfully.

One kid snickered and William gave a small wave.

"Well?" Link spoke.

"Well what?" a boy retorted.

"Guys, lets just forget the whole screaming thing! Seriously, can't you just forgive me, and can't we just move on?!" Link pleaded.

"Link... you're embarrassing me!" Link heard Will say quietly.

"Din, William! Why in Nayru's name would you say that!?" Link exclaimed.

William rolled his eyes and the youngest stepped forward," Go away, Link! No one likes you! No one ever has! You're weird, and you shouldn't even be talking to us!" he gave Link a little push.

Link couldn't believe what he had heard. His hand curled into a fist. His eyes started to water, and he struck out at the young boy.

It hit him head on, sending the kid flying into William." How 'bout that?!" Link roared.

"Okay, that's it weirdo!" William snapped. Link couldn't even believe William was saying that! He drew his dad's sword.

Wait! What was he doing?!

All Link could feel was anger and tears on his cheek. He brought the blade over his head; and brought it down on William. A scream split the air, and William fell over. Bleeding, and dead.

Link couldn't really comprehend what happened next. He only heard screams, and he could feel his arms and it brought the blade up and down.

Eventually he gained control over his anger. He dropped his blade and fell helplessly to his knees in a pool of blood. All the kids were dead.

For a little while, alls Link did was cry and moan. He banged his head up against the blood-covered ground. He could hardly believe what was happening!

No; it couldn't be happening! He was just dreaming!

Link helplessly tried to wake up. He was trying to deny the fact he had actually killed his old friends.

"What have I done?!" he cried.

"Everything I needed you to do." he heard a voice reply.

Wait - who was that? Link turned his tear covered face around to see the figure. He gasped in horror.

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There it is! The beginning is through with. We're moving on to the middle of the story.

Dark

As soon as Link turned to face the mysterious voice, he realized with horror that it had been far from a dream. It was more of a 'nightmare come true'.

Standing before him, was a pitch-black outline of himself. The outline of his father's sword in it's hand, and an outline of a shield in the other.

The copy took a step forward. Link in response, curled up, afraid to be killed.

"What a waste." the copy said. It's voice was deep; yet it seemed so far off and distant. Like a voice in Link's head. Even without visible eyes, Link could tell it was looking down at him.

"W-who are y-you?' Link asked meekly.

"Something better than you." it replied. It later added," Better; because at least this form can stand up."

Link realized how foolish he must have looked so he stood up. His eyes were wide in terror, and his legs were shaking violently. His clasp on his father's sword was so strong, his knuckles started to turn white. Nothing could begin to describe the fear and despair flowing through his body. His heart was racing.

"I have yet to strike - yet you now stand before me as a complete and utter coward." Its far off voice said mockingly.

Link could not even respond.

"What a waste." It said again.

"I-I am not a waste!" Link cried.

"Yes. You are. That is all you will ever be." It said flatly.

"No, I am no waste!" Link yelled.

"Not a waste? And I look and see the bodies of all your friends behind you. Dead. And who could have killed them I wonder?"

Link let out a roar," No!" He charged at the figure, swinging his blade madly. The figure disappeared right before Link's blade got near to making impact.

Link looked around. tears streaming down his eyes, and fear ripe in his heart.

Quickly, Link looked down at his shadow, which looked darker than ever." Fa-" Link was cut off as two powerful feet sent him flying into the air. Link let go of his blade, which was sent flying several feet away. He looked up to see the copy standing like it had been when he first saw it.

"What a waste." It said again.

"Quit calling me that!" Link screamed.

"Waste... Waste... Waste..." It repeated each word. Link felt rage building up inside.

"I am not!" He yelled louder than ever.

"Then prove it." the contour said.

With the blink of an eye; his father's sword was laying by his hand. Reaching out and taking hold of the hilt, Link slowly stood to his feet. He raised the sword up and spread his feet apart in a defensive stance.

He heard a faint laugh and the shadow was gone. Link looked left and right. He turned around just in time to the the shadow raising it's blade up. As the Shadow brought in down; Link rolled to avoid the blade.

"Weakling!" it said, a hint of rage in it's eerie voice.

Link yelled again and hacked at the figure. It disappeared again." I'll find you!" link called out into the air.

"Ah... Determination. Makes you almost look brave!" The shadow said mockingly. It appeared before Link, swinging it's sword with swift, powerful, accuracy.

Link called out and jumped back. The tip of the blade left a long, bloody wound across Link's stomach. link was overwhelmed by pain as he screamed in agony. His legs buckled under him and he collapsed. He let go of his sword and his hands flew onto his stomach, which was bleeding.

"What a waste."

Link was in too much pain to respond. He closed his eyes, hardly able to contain the pain. As he opened his eyes, he saw the figure raising his sword for the final blow. Link's eyes widened as he rolled away just in time.

The shadow's sword stuck far into the ground. Taking the chance, Link stood up and took His father's sword. He slashed it at the figure. The figure screamed.

It's body tore apart and it disappeared along with its sword.

Then he heard a voice. Far off and faint, just hardly audible," If you aren't a waste; then you'll go to the forest."

Would he go?

Very dark, but a captivating story nonetheless. The only flaw is that the only character you can get attached to is Link. What other characters are there who we know other than Link and Dark Link? Add some of the OoT characters, maybe.

Don't worry; this is only the beginning, there will be more characters and more development. The kids were just there to be a reason why Link is so mad.

But thanks for the comment. Comments are some of the only things that keep me moving.