Disclaimer: I own no Legend of Zelda character or anything related to this game… unfortunately, other than my own characters and things that I have made up-apparently.

Also, to those who might not have realized, this is a continuation of Seeing Truth, and to those who have not read it, it might be a good idea to since this story might not make so much sense. :-)

T-rated- for violence, language, suggestive content, drug content (ratings may change)

Suspense/Action/Adventure/Romance

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Just the beginning of seeing the truth.

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Seeing Lies

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An author self-insertion that really isn't an author self-insertion anymore. I've ended up creating a completely different character based upon bits and pieces of my own personality. She's branched out and become a completely different person than what I intended: more aggressive, a little less naïve, much prettier, but much plainer than you think, and definitely much calmer. Has anyone ever created a character based on themselves that are really based on their own complete and utter personality? Would anyone know exactly what he or she would do at that exact moment that they were given if they found themselves in a completely different dilemma, in a completely different world?

Jade Walker, a Mary-Sue that has revised the outlook and covered her own identity as one. This ended up to be her story, not mine.

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Prologue: The Game

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Rain splattered in large droplets against the fenced glass window, making pitter-patter noises that echoed throughout the whitewashed room. The day was gloomy, as always…well, at least it seemed that way in this prison. The damp world outside had been nothing but a frightening nightmare all this time… all this time that I've spent here… in this hellhole. Everything out there frightened me, and everything in here frightened me. I was lost in this bleak outlook on my life. The place where overly optimistic nurses tried to guide you through your doomed life, where slow young adults tried to live out this hopeless living of knowing nothing, and knowing no one as they aged without knowing it. They had no idea what was going on in the outside world. It was a blur to them; some even eventually forgot who their family was or who they were. It was disturbing sometimes to see them walking around in helpless confusion around the lobby, their slippers making small, short sweeps of the ground, trying to find something to help them through the day, something that would remind them, help them… occupy them…

They hardly knew anything. Some weren't that confused, though. Some were out of their minds in the sense that they saw things; some say they saw the dead, others say they didn't mean to kill the little boy down the street. They said all these things and I was in here with them, and I'm not like them- I swear! I know what it's like to be in the outside world! I remember everyone and everything since that day! Nothing is a blur, but no one believes me! No one; not the nurses, not the therapists, not the guards, and not the policemen. Not one of them cared. They thought I had lost it, faked a stalker, and run away from the hospital to try and commit suicide. How idiotic was that?

It was idiocy…but…they weren't there… They didn't know what had happened to me, how I had gotten to where I am today. After over a year, I'm still where I was on the first day. Maybe a bit more impatient, a bit angrier, a bit more forgetful… no, I never forget. I haven't forgotten once… because every night I'm reminded. He comes to me, chases me, plays with me, haunts me, but never kills me, whether be it in my dreams, or in real life. I always end up screaming. Nurses, doctors had rushed into my room to see what was wrong, then to sedate me, but maybe after the first week, they gave up. The sedations had never helped; they drove me into a state of unconscious that caused even more nightmares. Now, they just didn't care. And when I dream, I remember them; I remember Link, Zelda, Malon, and Kado…Kenny… I wanted to see him, know that he was there and not his brother, Ryuichi, the one I killed, the one that took over his body.

It was that night in the forest that brought me to the realization that what I had gone through was real, and not at all apart of my imagination. It really did happen. I did meet a famous hero, a princess, a real, modern Sheikan, and the love of my life. At least from what I remember; from the way he talked to me, the way he held me, the way I talked to him back…

Forget it all! It would never go back to that. I was damned to this place, to be haunted until the one day I give up my life… Why might you ask that I seem so helpless? Listen carefully because I won't have much time: I've been abandoned. My family is gone. The morning after I had been institutionalized, the police officers I had run into that night had come to visit. They said they had located my house, cars parked in the driveway and all. After no one had answered the door, they had entered. What they found was nothing ordinary. My house had been completely trashed: the living room was nothing but debris; furniture ripped, broken, overturned, television set smashed. The kitchen had been strewn with cooking utensils, the knives all missing from their places. Every other room was perfect, except for mine. Everything had been ruined: my bed was nothing but a pile of ripped material and feathers, desk broken in half, pictures ripped, computer smashed, papers ripped and strewn, clothes torn- other than the ones I had found in the hospital nightstand.

And on the wall where my bed had once rested near, were- in dripping red paint (they had confirmed this), was the writing: Revenge will be taken when the time comes. Two sentences fused into one: Revenge will be take upon the evildoer and you'll regret everything when the time comes… And next to the writing- to the side, a nailed black rose.

They had found no witnesses, no evidence, no suspect, and the only things ever taken were those clothes and pairs of shoes… and my family. The police have no suspect, no lead, and after five months, they closed the case. They simply gave up. You would think after all I had told them they would believe me, but no. They didn't think one single person could have done all that, but either way they just didn't seem to care, especially after I told them where I had gone for those three months- at least I assumed it was three months. I hadn't kept track. They told me, however, that I had been in a coma in that time. It was all a lie, though. I just needed proof. I needed to find something- anything to prove my stories that they had dismissed. I just needed to get out of here… but they just wouldn't allow it without consent of my parents… and since they were labeled missing, a lost cause, I belonged to the government. I was completely and utterly doomed.

It was only until later that night of the policemen's visit, after one of my nightmares that I realized what he was doing. It was so simple in a way that I should have known from the beginning: he was playing a game with me. He had wanted me to escape, so he could chase me, make me suffer, but now, it's even better for him. He has me right where he wants me; he's getting his revenge so easily, so simply, by going deep into my mind, playing with it. I was losing my mind, my damn mind. I didn't know anymore if my nightmares were real or fake, or if when he visited me in the dead of night that those were merely nightmares or in actuality, reality.

It was so easy for him to kill me, but remember? It's part of the game to make me suffer. In the last game, I won. I killed him. I had saved a life in that game. Now, I'm playing his game, the one that lasts even longer than a few mere months. This one lasts much longer- seventeen months so far. And from the looks of it, I'm losing.

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Here's the first installment of Seeing Lies. I didn't realize how short one month could be. Lol. I hope you all enjoyed this first chapter. Not all of the chappies will be angst like this one: I'll definitely have some humor, a lot of suspense, action, and romance. So, to those who are just beginning to read this and have not read Seeing Truth, it would make much more sense if you did. Seeing Truth isn't very wonderful, but it does explain a lot. And I do know that it's 34 chapters, which is long, but some readers have said they've read it in one day. :-D. Anyway, thanks to those who've decided to read this story. So, please review and tell me what you think. I'll have the next chapter around next week. Hope you stay posted!

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