Shadow sat under the sharp tree that stuck out of the marsh that was his home. It seemed to go on forever, this ankle deep water, this mist. The two buildings had locked doors and he thought he would never escape his prison.
He'd tried. Some days he would walk for hours straight into the mist, and he never got anywhere. Somehow, he'd always end up under his dead crooked tree. He felt cursed. Cursed to stay in this prison until he died. If he died.
Shadow stared at the water, like he often did, when suddenly he heard a door open. He turned quickly and saw a man run into the room, followed by a floating blue thing. Shadow ran behind the tree and watched him run into the room, looking around.
He looked a lot like him. His hair was styled the same, and he wore similar clothes. But he was different too. His hair was a light blond color, and his skin was clear and pale. His eyes were a light shade of blue, contrasting his own glowing red eyes.
And his clothes were green. He turned around and swung his sword at Shadow, who lunged back and avoided the blow by an inch. He glared at him with hatred in his eyes, and his blue thing was jumping up and down around him shouting "Conquer yourself!!!!" over and over.
Shadow looked hopefully at the door, unlocked by this stranger who looked like him.
"You're not getting away from me!!!" He shouted and threw another hit at him. He really was beautiful, if not rather scary in his anger. Shadow hesitantly drew his weapons.
"You can beat him, Link! He's only a copy of you!" His blue thing cried. What a nice name, Shadow thought. He threw a few swings at Link, hoping they would miss. They didn't.
Link was surprised that Shadow actually hit him, but wasn't beat that easily. He slashed his sword at him a couple of time. Shadow did a back flip and ran around to his back and landed a large gash in Link's back. Link fell over, coughing and panting. His blue thing turned a bright red and flew down and started to attack Shadow. He swat it out of the air and kneeled over by Link.
Link wasn't totally knocked out. He coughed and attempted to stand up. How had he been beaten so easily? Ganondorf had outdone himself this time, really. An evil clone who was better at fighting… by far, than he was. He attempted to spit at Shadow, and passed out.
Shadow thought Link was beautiful. And it wasn't because he looked like him. Something was different. He was a different person. It was different than seeing his reflection in the water. Better. Link was a real person who he could talk to, touch, hold. He wouldn't have to make up responses for him to say, he wouldn't touch water when he held his face. It would be so much better.
He couldn't let him leave. Then he remembered about earlier, and looked at the door, light in his eyes. He ran over and tried the door. Locked. How did Link get in here? There was obviously a world beyond this lonely mist if someone had come from outside of it. Excitement tingled in his bones as he dashed over to the sleeping Link, and caressed his soft pale check. At least now he had someone to live in this prison with.