Hey guys! I'm back and with a new fan fiction! I'm warning you now, this story WILL be gruesome! It includes Yaoi, rape, death, blood, insanity, and defiantly violence. Now that you have been properly warned, enjoy the story Blood Red Sandman. (And yes, the song Blood Red Sandman by Lordi inspired me to write this~)
The Fire Temple, the base of Shadow Link and the location of the Dark Mirror, resided in the currently dormant Death Mountain. Here in these scalding ruins a hero played villain for his comrades, risking his life and limbs in an attempt to get the darkest side of them to trust him as partners. His name was Violet Link of the Four Sword, nicknamed appropriately by the acronym Vio.
Vio had witnessed the most gruesome and terrifying things that anyone could have possibly imagined coming from someone as young as him inside that very Fire Temple. He saw servants and slaves being brutally abused and beaten by the very shadow that he was trying to befriend, not by choice but by duty Vio had to resist killing Shadow and blowing his cover multiple times.
He was forced to watch as Death Mountain erupted in a fiery explosion, manipulated to erupt by the power of darkness itself, destroying and burning anything that was in its wake and devouring innocent plant and animal life.
The worst part was that the lava hadn't stopped there, it continued to destroy and burn until it reached the innocent village. Vio could still remember the horrible sight of the village being burned and consumed. The mothers screamed and tried to save their children as they were devoured and burned to death by the molten rock. The elders, unable to run, could simply cry and hug other loved ones as they were also consumed by the oncoming barrage of the lava. The animals screamed and tried to run as the volcano went through more eruptions and sent the molten rocks raining down onto them, burning and smothering them as they tried to escape their pens. The men of the village tried to help save the innocent women and children remaining, yet also fell to the power and might of the volcano while their wives and children screamed in horror at the sight.
Once they thought it was all over, the volcano spit out ash and poisonous gases to rain onto the village, burying and choking the remaining lives under the ashes. No one was left and no one survived. Vio was utterly revolted and sick by the gruesome sight he had witnessed. Yet he managed to keep his cool even under so much heat (no pun intended) and remained impressed by his Shadow's power.
However, Vio finally had the information he needed after many brutal and agonizing days spend harboring the secret of his future betrayal. He now knew the exact location of the Dark Mirror and not only that, learned of a force even greater than Vaati that was currently gaining power. Shadow was a fool to trust him, and now Shadow was about to learn that the hard way.
Footsteps echoed across the bare and empty corridors of the Fire Temple, heading slowly towards the secret and most precious item that it contained. The occupants of the temple were unaware of the rat that was sneaking around, looking anxiously for the correct passageways as its footsteps continued to echo across the bare hallways.
Making the footsteps were the brown boots of the hero as he slowly snuck through the halls of the temple, his eyes darting back and forth cautiously as he gripped the wooden mallet that he hoped would be used to finally end the reign of terror the darkness brought. Vio swallowed dryly as he began to wonder about the grim consequences that would be forced upon him if he were to fail in breaking the mirror.
He slowly approached the stairs that would lead him to his designated target, the Dark Mirror. Slowly and cautiously he made his way down the old stairs, eyeing the room nervously as if something was going to pop out and attack or if Shadow himself is going to walk out and tell Vio that he knew his plan all along. He slowly approached the mirror, paying close attention to the guard that was sound asleep against the wall of the mirror, praying that the deed will be done unnoticed by the slumbering hinox.
He glanced upon the smooth surface of the mirror, taking in the facade and detail of the mirror for the moment then glanced at his reflection. He couldn't help but chuckle faintly at how nervous and anxious his features were on contrast to his usual calm and collected posture.
He raised his hammer high, a look of pure determination crossing his features as he gazed at the mirror in hate. He rapidly brought the hammer down; smirking in victory as the hard surface of the hammer almost reached his target, until a clawed hand reached out and grabbed the hammer right before it could make contact with the fragile surface of the mirror.
Vio's eyes widened in horror as his attempts were thwarted by the hand that he knew very well, as it was the only hand that was humanlike amongst all of the wide varieties of monsters infesting the castle. He gulped dryly and fearfully as he followed the hand back to the one that owned the appendage and gently whispered under his breath, "Shadow…"
Shadow's eyes were wide in rage and disbelieve as he gazed upon the person who was supposed to be his comrade, his rage and anger swirling and building up inside him like a wildfire. He gripped the hammer and tore it from Vio's hands, breaking it in his palm once it was successfully stolen away from Vio.
Vio backed up in fear as he saw Shadow's expression as one of pure malice and hate towards him. "What are you doing…?" Shadow said in a whisper, unable to contain the rage blazing up inside his mind and spirit. He tossed the broken and useless hammer aside, glaring hard at Vio as Vio drew his sword, preparing to attack or block at a moment's notice. "I'm going to put an end to your reign of terror, Shadow Link!" said Vio coolly, despite the fact that he was truthfully very scared and nervous.
At hearing that, all of Shadow's self restraint crumbled away into dust as he lunged forward at Vio, his claws and fangs exposed as he hissed out in rage, "Traitor!" His claws swung high yet met no target as Vio jumped to the side, his stance instantly going into defense to block and maneuver around all of Shadow's attacks. Grabbing his shield off of his back, Vio used it to fend off the barrage of claws and shadows that were flung at him, occasionally having to jump out of the way of a more powerful attack.
Shadow was getting more and more frustrated as Vio continued to block and parry all of his attacks, yet Shadow knew that Vio wouldn't be much of a problem seeing as Vio was currently in his turf and severely outnumbered if Shadow called his minions. Shadow smirked in victory as Vio's cry of pain echoed throughout the empty hallways as a result of one of Shadow's swipes finally digging into the soft flesh of Vio's side while his guard was dropped for a split second.
Vio jumped back, wincing in pain as the cut in his side was forced to move and stretch while the crimson blood flowed out of the wound and stained his tunic a darker color. He continued to block Shadow's attacks, looking for an opening desperately as his body grew numb and tired from the ruthless force of Shadow's attacks. Luckily, Shadow had begun to grow cocky from finally landing a hit on Vio, so he focused on simply attacking the poor, tiring hero, not focusing on defending his own wellbeing.
Vio noticed that Shadow wasn't defending himself anymore, relying on only attacking to bring his opponent down. Vio's keen eye focused on the one area that Shadow had not bothered to protect, his face. After Shadow's claws raked across the cracked and worn surface of the shield, Vio raised his sword and quickly slashed it down across the skin on Shadow's eye. Shadow's eyes widened then the attacked eye instinctively closed as the sword made contact with the delicate and soft area around his eye. Shadow's demonic screams of pain echoed throughout the now bustling hallways, falling to his knees while cradling the eye that Vio had successfully managed to hit.
Monsters rushed out from every crevice and room of the temple, their cries echoing around the entire span of the blazing corridors of the Fire Temple. Shadow paid them no mind, howling in pain as blood poured out of the deep wound, his obviously damaged eye throbbing and stinging horribly. Shadow looked up at Vio in hate, his once good eye now glazed over and useless. Vio backed up in fear as the monsters, each of them sporting the same hate filled expression as Shadow, slowly advanced onto him, awaiting their master's orders to attack.
Shadow slowly stood from his position on the ground, his posture and form racking with anger and hate towards Vio. His shoulders trembled even more as the blood from the wound dripped down the entire side of his face, coating it in an eerie shade of crimson as his whitening eye stared blankly at Vio while the other burned in a flurry of emotions that Vio simply couldn't distinguish form one another. Shadow shouted at Vio, his voice filling with hate and malice as he practically spat, "Traitor! You've always been shifty Vio, but now I know that you're one thing and one thing only, a traitor!"
Vio was now against a wall as Shadow began stomping towards him, the force of his rage and malice causing the entire Death Mountain to seemingly rumble against his shouts and screams. "TRAITOR! TRAITOR! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A FILTHY, TWO TIMING DOG!" Vio winced lower and lower with every hate filled scream reaching his ears, genuinely panicked and unable to process anything through his normally calm and logical brain from the fear of being slaughtered in Shadow's fit of rage.
Shadow finally reached Vio, grabbing his sword by the blade and literally ripping it from Vio's hands, not caring or minding the blade cutting and sinking deeply into his hand. Blood flowed out of the new cut, yet Shadow continued on and ripped the shield from Vio's hands.
It all happened too quickly for Vio to process. First his sword was gone, and then his shield was. He gasped as he realized that Shadow has literally taken his sword and shield away in the blink of an eye. Vio growled, reaching for his quiver only to be grabbed. He screamed and thrashed, wincing as the quiver, too, was ripped off of his back and cast aside.
He was grabbed by his hair by the dark copy, drawing a desperate and pained hiss from his lips as he tried his best to force his tired, aching muscles to move. However, he then realized that he had lost too much blood as his vision became blurry. The once large mass of angry and spiteful monsters surrounding him suddenly only became a blur of moving color, their cries and shouts of pleasure at the sight of Vio getting beaten so badly echoed around him.
Shadow simply grinned as Vio's already pale and creamy skin became pale white, raising him higher from his hair before slamming his head once against the wall, relishing in the scream that tore from the blonde boys lips as his head cracked and bled against the stone walls.
And just like that, Vio was out like a light. His form lay unmoving on the ground and his breaths were labored, the blood surrounding him a mix of both his and Shadows. Shadow kicked Vio once, his one eye blazing red still while the other was a dull pink from the injury. His vision was now limited, a handicap in his master's eyes.
He scowled and turned to the monsters, silencing them with one wave of his hand. "I will say this once, and once only." He began, giving all of the monsters in his line of sight a cold glare. "Vio shall not be executed YET! I must await Lord Vaati's orders to dispose of this puny hero!"
Each of the monsters turned their attention to the unmoving form of Vio, then back up to their leader, the more intelligent monsters nodding their head in understanding to Shadow.
Shadow gave a wicked grin that sent chills up all of the monster's faces, his fangs glistening in the dull light. "Make sure our hero feels 'at home' here." He purred, gathering Vio's supplies that he ripped from him and teleported them off. "Give him the dungeon farthest from the other prisoners, and he is to be fed only 3 times per week! Slop, at best!"
The monsters all shouted their approval at Shadow's orders, all enjoying the thought of the hero rotting in the cell for killing so many of their brethren. The strongest monster, which was a Darknut, picked Vio's form up and began carrying it down to the dungeons, the others returning back to their business, sleep, or to spread the word.
Shadow waited until everyone was gone before falling to his knees, tears flowing freely out of his eyes as his heart felt like it was torn into two, then thrown to a pack of hinoxes and ripped and torn to shreds. He let out a roar, tugging at his hair in frustration. "Why, Vio! Why would you do this to me!" he howled, resulting in a few monsters in the area to jump from the pure heartbreak and anger in Shadow's words.
All he could do was look back into his hands to see the mixture of tears and blood he had created, his body still trembling under the force of the damage his eye took. Slowly he stood, ripping some cloth off of his tunic to put over his now useless eye.
He dreaded to hear what Vaati would say as each step seemed to stretch for miles, his feet also dragging along the stone surface of the floor. The once white article of cloth was already drenched red with Shadow's blood. As he approached Vaati's room, he felt his heart squeeze impossibly tight as he once again thought of Vio.
He fell to his knees, resisting the urge to scream from the sheer pain of heartbreak alone. Given the added pain from his eye, he just about did too. Forcing himself back up to his feet, he walked up to the grand double doors leading into his master's room.
The sounds of knuckle meeting wood echoed across the now bare hallway, instantly noticed by the occupant of the luxurious room.
"Come in." Vaati's silky smooth voice responded.
Shadow took a deep breath, walking into the purple themed room of his master Vaati.
Vaati was in his hylian form, going over paperwork and battle plans that were essential to the darkness's success in takeover. His long lavender hair was tied back into a samurai ponytail and he was in robes that were a little too revealing to simply be casual.
Shadow kept a straight face, despite Vaati's attire, and bowed onto one knee before his Lord. He hastily lowered his head in respect, also hoping that his bangs and downcast face would prevent Vaati from seeing his now useless eye. "Master, Vio has turned traitor on us. He had tried to break the Dark Mirror, yet I successfully fended him off. He is currently in the dungeons, and we are awaiting your orders on what to do with him." Shadow whispered nervously, wincing as a drop of blood from his eye made its way onto Vaati's plush, purple carpets.
Vaati simply gave a sneer down to his paperwork, placing his pen down as he sat up taller in a more dignified position. "Ah, Shadow my pet, haven't you left out another important detail from your master?"
Shadow tensed as the worlds echoed around in his head, saying nothing as he lifted his hand to his injured eye and covered it. He could feel Vaati's eyes piercing into the back of his head as he remained silent.
"Shadow, I asked you a question! It's no use hiding it, for your already bleeding all over my nice carpet!" said Vaati, slightly irritated at Shadow as he crossed his legs in his chair, leaning against his hand now. Shadow finally raised his head, showing Vaati his injured eye while the other one was filled with slight fear and anticipation with what Vaati was about to say.
It all happened too fast for Shadow to imagine. First he was staring directly into his master's eyes, and then a blade was extended right to the left of his damaged eye, in a newly gained blind point. Shadow wasn't even aware until a whopping 3 seconds later when he saw Vaati's extended hand and scowling face.
He glanced to the left, his eye widening then lowering in shame as he realized if it was a real situation, he would be long dead by now. Tears surfaced in his eyes as he looked down, utterly ashamed at how useless he would be now.
"Useless…" was Vaati's response to what just happened, crushing Shadow's very existence under a mighty fist. The one word he prayed and prayed not to hear in his life, uttered from his own master's lips.
Vaati sheathed his blade, rising out of his seat and walking over to Shadow. "You have lost much of your use, do to your carelessness. I'm afraid that I can't use you anymore. Dismissed! Pack your things, Shadow."
Shadow looked up to Vaati with a newfound horror in both of his eyes. Dismissed? DISMISSED!? How could he do this! Why would he get rid of him so easily! Why! Tears now flowed freely down Shadow's cheek as he stood out of order, grabbing Vaati and shaking him by his shoulders.
"HOW COULD YOU!? I AM NOT DISPOSEABLE!" screamed Shadow desperately, receiving only a backhanded slap from Vaati in response which sent him tumbling down to the ground. "Get off of me and out of my sight!" hissed Vaati in reply, readying magic incase Shadow tried again to 'persuade' him to let him stay.
Shadow looked up at Vaati, his world tearing to pieces and his life and world collapsing around him. He held his head, suddenly very dizzy from all the thoughts and feelings running through his head. He collapsed over, his body giving way from loss of blood and the deprivation of will to live.
Everything was spinning and turning black around him, the world vanishing in a burst of darkness. He finally broke down for the first time, burying his face as deep as he could into his hands as a line of sobs and screams escaped his lips, thrashing around helplessly in this new void of darkness.
His master Vaati, labeling him useless from his new handicap, his best and only friend Vio, and the love of his life, betraying him and giving him this life altering handicap, they were both to blame for this new level of pain he was going through.
After a good time of screaming on Vaati's floor, Shadow managed to calm down. By now, Vaati had left the room, unable to watch the repulsive sight of his once greatest monsters turned into this kicking, screaming mess.
He slowly and wobbly rose to his feet, a newfound hate burning in his eyes, causing them to glow a deep, bloody shade of crimson in one eye and a dull pink in the other. He lowered his head and stalked towards his room, his fists shaking the entire walk.
They would pay…everyone would pay…he was not just a shadow, he wasn't a pawn anymore…he would make them all as miserable as they made him in the end. He would show them, he would show them all!