"Link...I...See you later," Midna whispered. One single tear worked its way loose of her right eye. This was no ordinary tear-one could see by the way it floated, gravity not affecting it. Midna pushed it gently towards Link and Zelda. Zelda's blue eyes flashed.
But that was not where it floated towards-her true intentions became clear as it floated towards the mirror. Midna would rather give up her loved ones than to put them in danger. She was going to shatter the mirror and escape to the Twilight Realm, ruining my master's plans.
Do not allow it! Their words, a command, erupted in my head. I groaned. Why did I always have to fix these things? Ugh.
I threw a knife at the tear, shattering it effectively. Zelda turned her head and looked at me straight in the eye, and, for a minute, had me convinced that she had spotted me. I tensed to run, but she looked back at Midna and glared. "What was that?" Zelda asked.
"I don't know. I guess it was a bug or something," Link said.
"The coin landed on the Light Realm, it seems, today," Midna laughed nervously. Link smiled. He obviously didn't see that she meant to shatter the mirror. Naive, or stupid? I asked myself.
As night fell on the desert, the three warped to Hyrule. I followed shortly after, black hair and black skin melting into the black sky.
The darkness helped hide me. They walked to the entrance to the castle and I hid in the shadows created by the great turrets, towering over Castle Town.
"Will you two need rooms for tonight? I assure you, we have plenty," Zelda offered, gesturing to the castle at large. Her hair was golden in the early moonlight, eyes sparkling. I felt a stab of envy.
"Nah," Link said. "We were going to go on a walk and then go to my house."
"I see. Stay in Castle Town, though. It's still not safe to be out in the fields. I will see you both soon, I suppose," Zelda emphasized both. "Goodnight, and I wish you safe travels."
"See ya, Zelda," Link and Midna laughed when they spoke in union. They waved and walked off. I leaped on top of the stone that encased the door they passed through.
It was fairly easy to jump from pillar to pillar, pausing when I needed to. Midna's orange hair glowed in the darkness. Her eyes did, too, of course. As did mine.
"How long will you stay here? And should I come with you to your palace?"
"I don't know, actually," Midna started. "It's so nice here. But I do have responsibilities in my Realm. I think that it'll be half and half-here sometimes, there sometimes. As for you coming with me...It might be dangerous for you. Remember that vision the Light Spirit showed you? Those were creatures of the Darkness. They still exist-I am simply Shadow, or Twili. But in Darkness, Shadow doesn't live, or Light. They are a danger only to you-we are still 'related', so to speak," Midna said. "But I do need you to come, at least for the first time," She added.
"Alright," Link said. "Wow. That didn't really take long. Okay, you get the futon, I get the floor, I guess," He laughed. "I'm...really glad that it's all over, Midna. I'm so glad you're staying, at least for the time being. When I thought you were dead, I fought just because I knew you would have wanted me to keep trying. And when I saw you on the hill... I wouldn't have cared if you were still an imp. I just wanted you back, more than anything I've ever wanted."
He stood up on his toes to kiss her.
How romantic. Ugh! I thought. It took them forever to get over the stupid, gooey, confessions of love crap. I tuned out, looking at my red fingernails.
They warped, and I didn't bother following. I had writing to practice.
Of course, this was the rough draft. The history of Light and Shadow will be written in blood. "Creatures of the darkness" as Midna called them-that was what I was. I was one of the original beings cast away from the Light Realm. Immortality really gets boring.
Gannondorf was one of us, too. He was stupid, though. A disgrace.
My leaders were the actual Origins of the Darkness. When Light was created, Darkness was, too. They lived in harmony, until avaritia-greed-was introduced. The first one to feel greed was the first Hero of Time, too. Just like Link. He even looked like him-until he and his partners were cursed and banished. The Mirror was made. And the Light dwellers chased the remaining Dark out of their world.
Avaritia. The greed that we felt for the Light Spirit's powers. Invidia. The jealousy we felt for that same power. Acedia. The lack of humility to the Goddesses. Superbia. The pride we felt in ourselves, versus the powers that created us. Ira. The wrath we started to unleash with our deadly magic and the wrath we directed towards the Goddesses for stranding us in the Twilight Realm. Luxuria. The luxuries we gave ourselves, instead of bowing to the ones who cursed us.
Gula. The hunger we felt towards power.
The Seven Deadly Sins.
Which is where I got my name-Cyn; actually, Cynthia, but that was my Light name.
The histories of Light and Shadow will be written in blood-the blood of Zelda, Midna, and Link. At least, that's what my "superiors" thought...
The only resistance before I rein over the Realms.
Zelda, Midna, Link, and everyone who gets in my path-including anyone who would not bow to me. I will not be stopped, I thought. I will write the histories. In them will be the lists of names, names of the ones that tried to stop me.
Author's Note: I know, that was short, but let's consider it a prologue. Reviews are treasured, printed, laminated, taped to the wall in front of my bed, and left there for me to look at in awe every night.
By the way, if you want to proof read for this story, PM me-I'm in need, LOL.