Worlds Collide

"...Well, I think I really screwed up big time..."

Our favourite Skyward Sword Link scratched his head, looking at his map. Just a few minutes ago, everything was alright. All he had been doing was cruising through the Sky. After all, every hero needed a break from his duties.

Shaking his head sadly, Skyward Sword Link (who will now be known as "Skyward") rolled his map up and stuffed it back in his pouch. Turning to his adventure companion for answers, he unsheathed the Master Sword and called out, "Fi!"

As usual, a figure of a spirit-like girl appeared from the Blade of Evil's Bane. "Yes, Master Link?" Fi asked, ready to take on any question.

"Um, Fi," Link started, looking around nervously. "Where in Hylia's name are we?"

Fi took a moment to process the question, then answered in her robotic, emotionless voice.

"I believe this an altered version of Skyloft. It seems that the area has gone through a shift in time - and to be specific, I believe time has been shifted to the future."

"Midnaaa..."

"Shut up, brat."

"Midna!"

"Argh! What is it?"

"...Um, I don't really know how to phrase this, but..."

"Spit it out."

"Where exactly did you teleport us?"

The Twili stiffened and looked around at the surroundings. They were... unfamiliar. And considering everything that had gone wrong with unfamiliar locations, they were usually avoided by the traveling duo unless absolutely necessary.

"Well, we're still somewhere in Hyrule, so that's good..."

Link let out a sigh of relief.

"But the bad news is that I really have no idea where we are."

Twilight Princess Link (who we'll address as "Twilight") gave a long, sad sigh. "There's always bad news," he mumbled.

"Hello?"

After some exploring, Skyward realised that there was nobody there except for himself. And what Fi said was true; he could vaguely make out some of the places on the weird version of Skyloft, but everything was... more advanced, to say the least. Where did all the colours go? The hero sighed and shrugged. "With modernization comes uglification," he stated to himself. "Man, whoever decided to make these houses all warped must be demented."

"Uglifi - Midna, did you hear this guy?!"

Spinning around at the sudden voice behind him, Skyward spun around, unsheathed the Master Sword, displaying the Hylian Shield in front of him in all its glory. What he saw, though, was the last thing he thought he'd ever see. A boy - who, strangely and creepily, looked exactly like himself - and an imp-like creature were standing side by side, the imp giving a look that screamed "don't give a damn" while the boy pointed at Skyward accusingly.

"I'm sorry, but what -" Skyward started.

"You should be!" The boy looked downright pissed, pointing at a house that looked like it was supported by a tree - or, rather, inside the tree. Skyward frowned. The house was interesting, but what did the future inhabitants of Skyloft do? Man, with all the plants being so mutated and stuff -

"Uglification?" The boy repeated, shocked and angry. "That's my house, and FYI, I spent forever making it awesome like it is now!"

Skyward have a look of pity.

"Phhp! Ahahaha!" The imp started cackling maniacally, slapping her thigh. "Ha! You see that? He gave you the look! He gave you the "Pity" look!"

The boy blushed violently, growling, and shouted "shut up!" while unsheathing the sword strapped to his back, brandishing a shield at the same time. Skyward's eyes widened as he saw the weapons.

"The Master Sword... and the Hylian Shield?"

"Hey!" Twilight's eyes narrowed as he saw that they both had the same weapons. "What's with your pick of weapons?"

Skyward gave a confused look. He just gotten the True Master Sword a few hours back and there was no way that Lanayru would've made two Hylian Shields. "I'll say the same thing to you," Skyward hissed, tensing his body. "I just crafted the Master Sword about four hours ago and I don't think Lanayru would be that generous. Why do you have replicas?"

"I - replicas?!" The boy screamed, performing a vicious jump attack directed toward the other hero. "Man, this guy's pissing me off more and more every time he opens his mouth!"

"Well, I'm sure you must be used to it. Listening to you, it seems like you have that kind of effect on everybody you talk to." Skyward have a silent cheer for his comeback, happy that he had actually learned something from Groose.

The imp began laughing again, rolling in midair. "Ahahaha! Man, I love this guy!"

The boy's face turned even redder and he let out a primal growl - one that shocked Skyward into a short daze of confusion. However, after the boy tried to land a stab on his abdomen, the Hero of the Sky narrowly dodged it by backflipping out of the way, going into his battle stance.

"Please calm down," Skyward begged, not expecting a battle. "I didn't mean to sound so rude, but I really think that we should avoid violence."

"Avoid violence, huh?" The clone said angrily. "Not happening. In fact, you're probably one of Zant's minions, aren't you? What, you have a doppelganger ability or something?"

Skyward cocked his head to the side, backing away from the angry warrior. "I'm sorry, but minion? And who's Zant?"

This time, the imp spoke up. She seemed fairly angry, playing with a ball of dark energy. "I'm not sure if you're playing dumb or not, kid. But seeing that you look exactly like Twilight over here, I'm gonna go on a whim and say you're a monster." Giving a yawn, the imp laid back in the air had closed her eyes. "Go wild, Twilight."

"Awesome." The clone, Twilight, closed the distance with a Jump Attack and followed up with several powerful slashes. Skyward gritted his teeth as he backflipped again, raising the Hylian Shield to block the follow-up attacks. I don't want to hurt him, the hero thought. I'll go easy on him. However, his defense dropped when he suddenly felt a familiar skill being used against him: the Shield Bash. With his balance wavering, the hero saw as the opposing blade was about to split him in two. Grabbing a gooey substance from his Adventure Pouch, Skyward flung his hand and chucked the Jelly Blob at Twilight's face.

"Nayru!" Twilight screeched, wiping his eyes viciously. Skyward took the chance to roll away, delivering a powerful jab to the warrior's side with the hilt of his blade. However, he had to dodge the swinging shield that nearby clubbed him. What a vicious attack, Skyward thought as he exchanged strikes with Twilight. No knight fights by using his shield as a club.

"What a creative fighting style," Skyward commented. "Who'd you learn in from?"

"An undead warrior," Twilight replied blandly. "Not that you should care." The feisty warrior realized that the battle was going nowhere. The two were at a standstill, but Twilight could feel the minimal difference in power. The other was stronger.

"Tell you what," Twilight offered. "As thanks for that goo ball you threw at my face, I'll kick your ass."

Skyward's eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip on the Hylian Shield.

However, suddenly, Twilight wasn't in front of him anymore. Feeling an aura behind him, Skyward ducked and rolled away just in time to avoid his torso getting chopped off. However, right after standing up, he had to sidejump out of the way to narrowly dodge a jump attack that destroyed the surrounding ground around the blade.

"How reckless," Skyward commented. "Please refrain from damaging property that isn't yours."

"You dodged the Back Slice and the Jump Strike," Twilight hissed. "How?"

"I, uh... I was trained?"

The other simply got angrier at the lack of information and the battle continued on without any change. The two simply grew tired as the battle continued and began lugging their weapons around, both panting.

The imp creature opened her eyes, surprised at the sight. "Still duking it out? Wow." Floating around, she hovered in small circles around the two. "Impressive. Twilight, if you can't take care of this guy then I will."

Skyward paled as he thought back to how the imp could use magic. Magic usually meant bad news. Finding no easy way out, he raised the Master Sword skyward and watched, surprised, as a bolt of lightning struck down onto the blade. Giving a horizontal slash, a lightning-powered Skyward Strike crashed into both Twilight and the imp, sending them flying back.

"Fi!" Skyward called hurriedly. "How do I beat these guys?"

Fi appeared from the blade once more, observing the battlefield. Then, after a few moments of silence, she replied.

"I believe the best way to resolve this conflict is to display the Triforce mark on your hand."

"What Triforce mark - oh."

Pulling his glove off, Skyward blinked in awe as he saw the Triforce glow brightly on the back of his palm. When did that get there? Skyward shook his head, focusing on the extremely pissed off duo in front of him.

"Wait!" He yelled, showing the glowing golden mark to the two. "See?"

Twilight's eyes went wide and the imp's angry expression turned into a shocked one.

"Please put away your weapons," Skyward suggested. "Can - can we talk about this?"

The two simply nodded and sat down.