?'s POV

Gravity is a funny thing, isn't it? It can either keep you up, or… it can drag you down. Down below the safety of the clouds, and down below the home and everything that you have ever known. Falling freely without the liberty of wings, the air stinging at your skin, and your eyes watering from the sheer speed of your fall. The clouds look like fluffy pillows… like safety nets from our sheltered perch in the sky. Watching them drift aimlessly around us, you would never have guessed that they were all lies. Nothing more than illusions. They do nothing to catch you… nothing to save you from your plummet. From your death. They simply pass through you as if they never existed. Never cared. How is it that I know all of this? Because… that is my current situation. That is my fate.

Death awaits me at the bottom of these clouds, but I do not fight it. Falling from Skyloft, I watch as it grows smaller and smaller… until it is a mere speck in the distance against a canvas of blues and whites… a mere speck in my memory. How did this happen, you may ask? By sheer luck… misfortune… fate, perhaps. A storm had come out of nowhere, and knocked by beloved Loftwing, Shadow, from the sky, taking me along with him. He had tried his hardest to ignore his pain and suffering to protect me… as he was my only friend. My only family… but the damage had been done, and the agony was too great. Shadow was unconscious within a matter of seconds.

I glanced to my right to see Shadow falling beside me, only inches away. His wings hanging loosely at his sides and his eyes closed, an expression of fear and sadness upon his face. I felt a hot tear trickle down my cheek as I saw the injuries the storm had caused him… not even thinking nor wanting to know of my own damage. I couldn't help but believe that this was my fault… if only I had payed more attention to where we were going, this wouldn't have happened, and Shadow's life would not be ending so soon. I closed my eyes as I heard a roar of thunder in the distance from the storm, and a faint smile crossed my lips. At least we would be together again… cradled in the arms of the Goddesses… away from all those who ignored us… right?

The ground was growing closer now… the unknown… the Surface, as the people of Skyloft called it. I could smell the strong scent of rain mixed in with the smell of trees and plants. This was it… this was the end…

'Goodbye, Shadow… forgive me…'

With that final thought, that final wish… everything went black.

Ghirahim's POV

Whilst pacing about in Faron Woods, I found myself feeling incredibly undignified! How could one such as I be bested by a mere boy!? A mere HUMAN?! A MERE SKYCHILD!? I gave an enraged growl before tightly clenching my fists, and if it weren't for my white, diamond printed gloves, I surely would have pierced my own skin out of anger. Not to mention the fact that anger was putting it lightly. In truth, I was furious! Outraged! And sick with anger! Hm. Odd. Why do I have this nagging feeling that I have said that before? Gah. Whatever! It doesn't matter. All that matters now is defeating that ANNOYING Skychild… Link, wasn't it? Hmph. Who cares?

ANYWAY. All that matters is defeating 'Link' and kidnapping that adorable Spirit Maiden. Only then would my plans be complete, and I would FINALLY be able to resurrect my master. I gave a chilling chuckle as I brought finger to my lips, closing my eyes with a contented sigh as I thought of the sweet, sweet taste of revenge against all who had shunned me. Oh yes. Victory would indeed be divine.

Alas, my thoughts were interrupted as I heard the strange sound of… falling? I glanced upward, brushing my silver locks from my right eye for a better view. I squinted as I made out two shapes. One was clearly a now flightless bird, and the other… was a human. How odd. I then heard a roar of thunder in the distance, and that's when the dots began to connect. The human must have flown into one of my storm swirls. How sad.

'Hn… what ever. Not my problem…~' I carelessly waved a hand behind me as I began to walk away, but… for some strange reason, my legs did not wish to cooperate with me. Why the devil not?! I couldn't actually be feeling SORRY for that human now, could I? No. NO! Out of the question! … I snuck yet another glance upward at the falling figure, now having a better view as they were closer to the ground then before. I saw that the figure had long hair and what looked to be a dress. So, it was a girl…

Perhaps this was destiny. Our meeting like this. Or rather, ME meeting her like this. I now felt obligated to save her. Surely this must have happened for a reason. After all… it WAS my storm she flew in to. I smirked as I stood beneath her rapidly growing shadow and snapped my fingers. Seconds before their bodies would have become bloody pancakes, I caught the girl in my arms. Effortlessly, might I add. Meanwhile, I used my magic to save the large bird, and it hovered in the air beside us.

Looking down at the girls small form, I immediately noticed how sad she looked. Her long black hair was a complete mess, covering her eyes ever slightly. Her skin was fair, minus the few cuts and bruises that I could only guess came from the storm and the fall. Her strapless black dress was tattered and torn, and her shoes were nowhere to be seen. I frowned as I looked her over as a thought then crossed my mind… surely all of these wounds could not have come from a simple storm. There was more to this story. I know it.

I glanced to her bird only to see that it had wounds as well. Wounds that would surely stop it from flying for a long time. I sighed and held up my hand. "Well then… it seems to me that I will be having a couple of guests for a while. How amusing… hmhmhm…" I snapped my fingers and teleported the three of us back to my domain. My Lair. This would prove to be most entertaining for the time being. Oh, I cannot wait until she awakens. I love a good story.

Jag: Phew! First chapter up. :) Please Review if you'd like me to continue. ;) Thanks everyone~!

Ghirahim: Who WOULDN'T want you to continue? Continuing would mean more of ME! *hair flip* ~

Jag: o.0 ... riiiiiight...a-anyway, thanks again! ^w^