A/N: Ok, this is my first fic based on a picture, I got the idea off a really good bit of art by RoseLight1993 on DeviantArt, a link to which I'll put in my profile, and this is a one-shot, I'm not going to be continuing this, I just thought it could make a good fic. And to Katherine herself, sorry if this is posted a little late, as I may have just got ACIII, meaning my free time at the moment tends to involve that.
Link slashed at Ghirahim, as they both fell downwards, jerking his sword arm as he hit the ground and rolled, coming up quickly to see Ghirahim clutching his side, his white eyes blazing with hate.
'You,' he paused, and straightened up, 'I know your weakness.' With which he snapped his fingers, and Link looked up, as he heard a scream from above.
Zelda was leaning over the highest balcony, in her white dress, and she screamed as diamonds of varying sizes and colours surrounded her, she reached out a hand to him before she disappeared.
Link turned back to his opponent, to see him holding his thin, black sword at her throat, smiling with a desperate intensity of madness. Zelda looked straight at him, scared.
He would not let this happen.
He grasped the Master Sword's leather grip tightly, knowing he had only one chance.
'You have lost, boy. My Lord WILL rise, how could you think your pitiful efforts could stop this?'
Link ignored him, and pulled his arm back a bit, ready for his chance, feeling the power of the Triforce flowing through him. Ghirahim seemed to notice the movement, tilting his head for a better look, a word forming on his lips before Link took the advantage of his confusion.
He flung his body forwards, pushing his arm up, forcing the sword out of his hand, letting it fly straight at Ghirahim's head, hitting the white crystal on his forehead with such intensity that it plunged straight on through to the other side, and out.
Ghirahim stumbled backwards, his body growing limp as he released his hold on Zelda, allowing her to fall forwards, on to her knees. He gave out a shrieking, inhuman scream from what was left of his mouth as white and black diamonds of magic circled around the wound.
Link allowed himself a sense of triumph, as the diamonds consumed his entire body, until all that was left was the magic floating in the air, the sparkling, twisting shapes, that suddenly stopped meandering, and almost with an echo of the scream, flew straight at…
'ZELDA!' he yelled, crossing the two metre gap between them as the swirling diamonds absorbed themselves into her body. As he reached her, he kneeled and put an arm around her now trembling form, as she clutched her head in her hands, still on her knees.
'Zelda?' he said again, the worry evident in his voice, she continued shaking.
He pressed a hand gently to her cheek, and her head snapped up, her eyes glowing, burning an iridescent blue, searing into his eyes.
Link woke with a start, his heart beating furiously as his back scraped the boulder he was slumped against. The same dream, every night, a re-visit of the events of seven days ago, seeing her eyes, her face, and waking immediately.
Oh, he'd run so fast, so hard, he ran flat out for three hours, straight through the forest, to the plains beyond, before the golden light faded from his limbs, and he slumped against a lonesome tree at the top of a hillock, and turned to look behind him at what was left of Faron woods, the smoke reaching high into the sky as the whole forest burnt, he suddenly hadn't wanted to rest anymore.
Over the next few days he'd travelled, walking so far, he'd passed Eldin Volcano two days ago, but had avoided the region, thinking to get away from anywhere she might find him. The image of her blazing eyes was permanently burned behind his eyelids, always there, just waiting for him to close his eyes.
So he'd run, he, the Hero, had run away, from… from the woman he loved, from everything he knew.
He pushed those thoughts from his mind as he pulled himself off the ground, his clothes were torn, and battered, and he felt naked without his sword, which still lay where he had attacked Ghirahim, Fi trapped inside.
He massaged his right wrist, as he prepared to get going, he almost missed the flash of white in the corner of his vision, almost.
He paused, then turned to look her in the face.
She stood there, definitely Zelda, but so different. Her skin was the colour of porcelain, matching her skin-tight white clothes, which didn't leave much to the imagination, showing a large proportion of her chest, and with diamonds cut into the form-fitting leggings, a golden sash, inset with a ruby circling her waist. Her arms were bare, showing the black skin that showed just up to above her elbows, with a weird, almost cracked effect where the white skin met the black. Her hair still showed blonde at the tips, but growing to a pale white at the roots, still braided in her traditional fashion. And then he came to her face, her features were the same, but changed, her lips were a silver, chrome-like shade, shining in the sunlight as she smirked slightly, and her fierce, blue eyes glinted with twin sparks, the air of one who knows they're mad, and enjoys every minute of it, surrounded by a dark purple shading around her eyelashes. She wore earrings made of two striking, blue diamonds, hanging from her pointed ears.
Her left eyebrow was raised as she gazed upon him, her smirk growing a little.
He readied what fighter's stance he could muster as he gazed upon the woman he once loved, and fought for.
'Oh, little Link,' she said, her voice soft, and alluring, pulling him in, 'fought through the skies, and the lands below them, countless monsters, and foes aside, all for one woman,' she walked slowly forward as she broke his heart with her next words, 'Who never looked at you twice,' she whispered, reaching out to him, to caress his face with her cold, black, sculptured hand, gazing straight into his eyes, as she reached her head forward 'and the only one standing in my way,' she said, oh so quietly, as she moved to kiss him with those silvered lips.
Link couldn't help but return it, it was her, Zelda, the fierce heat spreading from her lips throughout his body didn't matter, he was really with her, his heart felt like it wanted to jump out of his chest as she leaned backwards, smiling, as the heat spread through his body.
He reached his hand in front of his face, to see the magical diamonds dancing around his hand, red, and white, and yellow, in a hypnotising pattern.
His last thought as he faded from existence, was simply her face, smiling down at him, as he died.
And with the death of the Hero, so the reign of the Dark One came to pass.
A/N: And that's your lot, let me know what you think, please review, and please check out Roselight1993's art on Deviant Art, she's awesome. I will continue 'The Last Hero' when I get a chance, but I've come to a stall with the storyline, little bit of writer's block, but remember, reviews make me write faster.