Hey everybody! This is my first ever attempt , not only at fanfic, but at writing in general. I want to point out that this fic will be completed by June 2nd and will comprise of 90 pages on openoffice. This is because I wrote this story on a bet but I'm still pleased about the way it's turning out. I will be uploading every weekend for at least 6 weeks because I've already written six chapters.

Also, I began writing this before I finished playing Skyward Sword so I tried to make it as logical as possible, but it's possible I left soomething out. If you see anything, just point it out in the comments. Next, the title may seem innapropriate ate first, but it will become clear in futur chapters. I hope you enjoy the story and I thank you for actually reading it: you're awesome.

(Edit, August 7 2012: I would never have thought to get as far as I am, nor improve as much as I have. It's cool to see the progressive level of detail as the story goes on... Thanks to everyone for their support!)

Disclamer: I do not own Legend of Zelda. All OC names and places are fictional and any resemblance to other fanfictions, actual places or names is purely coincidental.

Prologue:

"Link... I... See you later..."

As these words were spoken, Link understood what was about to happen. "No!" He cried out, even as the last of Midna's particles were transferred to the Twilight. Link whipped his head around toward the mirror just in time to see it shatter into a million peaces and float, dust-like, throughout the entire chamber. "Midna." Link choked out, tears forming rapidly in his eyes. "Why, why?" said the hero, collapsing onto his knees.

He felt a gentle hand rest upon his shoulder and a soft, reassuring voice utter "She did what she thought needed to be done. It is best this way." Link slowly turned and glared up at the princess from his kneeling position and she was saddened by his tone.

"Best for who, milady? Best for you bureaucrats who would have to deal with the truth about their existence?"

Zelda responded, a look of hurt upon her face. "Best for everyo-"

"You have no idea what I've been through!" said Link, rising up. "It wasn't my choice to be the oh so great "hero of twilight"! And yet I nearly got burned, clawed, frozen, crushed, eaten, sliced in two and all that, without complaining. Then the one person who could understand me was denied to me because of your accursed politics!"

Breathing heavily, Link sat down again. The princess, knowing that he would have to eventually face the truth, hesitated on how best to phrase the inevitable. "Link..." She began. "I know it must hurt. I could feel how strong the bond was between you two thanks to the powers of my Triforce, but she stated her thoughts: light and shadow can never mix. As I said before, they are two sides of the same coin, never to truly see each other. What would come of it? There are twili who would accept us with open arms and others that... Wouldn't. What do you think the mingling of light and dark would produce?"

Link, not having a reply, said nothing. "Come." Said Zelda, "We should head back to the castle. You will finally be able to rest. You must have had a hectic journey."

"You don't know the half of it," Link grumbled grudgingly, thinking, amongst others, of the time he had journeyed from Lake Hylia to Hyrule castle in a desperate attempt to save Midna's life.

After the journey home and after showing the hero to his room, she returned to her own and immediately went to bed and fell asleep. The hero, on the other hand, stayed up late into the night, thinking about what could have been.

Extremely short prologue. No other chapters will be this short, I promise! R&R, please.