Guess who's back? Back again. DJV's back, tell a friend. Guess who's back, guess who's back, guess who's back… ya, I'll stop. After so long of not updating or getting ready for this; I finally sat myself down in between work (which is killing me) and finally got this done. Now you are going to notice a few changes. If you haven't looked at my newest story: The Dark Side of a Writer, It follows the new format if you are curious about it. It's a little… something from my usual so I hope you guys like it if you check it out. And if you haven't looked at it or just don't want to look at the story, then this will be new for you. To make all of my readers (and new readers I hope) be able to enjoy my work, I've created long chapters (which is normal, this one came in at 8800 something words) and divided them up into several smaller chapters. Fear not my readers that love reading a lot in one dose (like myself) I'll be posting all of it at once. (Or as fast as I can load them up so relatively at once) so you can read it all in one sitting. My friend Tyrranic mentioned something to me a while back when I started uploading the newest story that he can't read all of the chapter in one sitting so I've found a solution: this setup.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter(s) and let me know if you like the new setup. For those who have a hard time keeping track on where you left off when I don't update in forever (hopefully that doesn't happen again.) I'll be naming the first chapter of the collection of chapters with a title and then leaving the others as their chapter number and then when the next "chapter" goes up, the first chapter will have a name and so on.

Special thanks to my friend Tyrranic for keeping me on track and Natewantstobattle along with Mandopony (Emperor's New Clothes and Purple respectively) for keeping me writing at and correcting quickly for you guys to enjoy quicker.

Alright, enough chitchat from me, hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer for whole story: right this thing again, it's been a while. I don't own anything except for OCs and story.

Chapter One

After

"What do you mean still alive? How did she escape?" Dark Link asked enraged. "I stabbed her in the head!"

"The only way to kill the Hero of Demise is with the fourth piece she gave up, but I don't know all of its abilities yet. It didn't matter how many times you stabbed her with your sword, it was made for destroying things in this world, not mine." I replied just as aggravated, "I'm sorry that I don't adapt to powers as quickly as you did."

Dark Link crossed his arms. "How do you even know she is alive?"

"I can sense her existence, like how the both of us can sense Demise's."

"Then I guess we better find this bitch of a fish before she tries to revive her dead lover again."

"She already did."

"I meant fully."

00000 Several Months later

"I swear you sleep more than Link ever did on a bad day." I commented on the inside of the door.

"Get out of here." Dark Link grumbled shifting into the comforters disappearing altogether. "Leave me alone."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll find you a big snake and stick it in your bed tonight."

"You wouldn't."

"Don't leave and see what happens."

I sighed and left his little dark room closing the door behind me reflecting on everything that made him that way, that morning in particular, and how the day was going to work. We came upon a mess filled house where the bodies of the two occupants had long started to decompose the night before. One thing that I had noticed about travelling with the red eyed male was that he happened to follow up on his threats ninety percent of the time. The other ten percent was when he wasn't being disturbed from sleep or food. That was seventy percent of the time when he made threats. The other thirty percent was when someone or something was pissing him off. Yup, travelling with a dark and disturbed soul was a lot like playing with a panther, but he was more like a baby panther when he wasn't in a terrible mood, about fifty percent of the time. Today was most likely going to be the other fifty percent where if something didn't come along that needed to be slaughter or at least have some good news he was going to be miserable.

And I, being the only thing within a five mile radius, was going to be listening to the complaining and stuck in a brutal training session with Hyrule's weaponry. Even though having a bad mood, sharp clawed panther as a teacher was probably a terrible idea, it was actually quite the opposite. With barely any ammunition left from a large creature a few days after the leviathan/Kalysta incident I needed to find other ways of killing things at long range and the angry panther had a whole arsenal of knowledge on them. The only real unfortunate thing being in a world that was hundreds of years behind the technology I was used to besides not having YouTube or Google was finding a decent hair dresser. I wanted to get my blonde hair cut, but not only was the service horrendous, they didn't have proper scissors. So I let it do its thing and grow.

The sounds of someone falling out of the bed drew me out of my thoughts as I braided my hair back. Perfect, I already knew it was more than likely going to be a fantastic day and the grumpy person just more than likely, unwillingly, just made out with the floor. I sighed as I hoped I wasn't going to be on the receiving end like the other fifty percent of the time when he got up on the wrong side of the bed like I usually was. Monsters apparently avoided him when he was in a terrible mood, smart on their part, if only they did that for me. The whole thing seemed like a really abusive relationship, but it was far from one sided.

I wasn't exactly the best companion to be travelling with on my own bad days. A lot of the time when it was a bad day I was worst then he was and often took off to do something suicidal the first month and a half or more after my dad had died. Dark Link always found me and interrupted certain death against either myself or some creature I thought would be a good way for a kamikaze end. There were other days when I would take off with some not so nice things spewing from my tongue or threats to end him because I blamed him for my father's death for a while on other bad days. He, then, would come and find me after some space to go out for a kill to let off the rest of the steam. Sometimes though, I still did.

The door opened in front of me and a groggy, young adult with no shirt on looked at me before walking away. My eyebrow rose in surprise as I finished putting in the elastic in; my hair was getting really long. That was usually the part where he would say a remark to spoil my self-confidence, which never worked coming from him and I would reply with something just as degrading that also didn't have any effect after the bad weeks. It was a good way of distressing after a night of torment. I didn't know what Dark Link had going up in his head as he never talked about it, but mine was filled with nightmares from that night and what else Dean could do. I also never talked about them, but he probably knew what I was dealing with. I on the other hand could never understand what he tossed and turned about at night. It could have been anything as he remembered everything that his past lives had ever done, the horrors and mistakes they made and the current version that was god knows where. The morning insults were also a way of de-stressing after another night of having to be alert so something wouldn't sneak in and kill us while we suffered through nightmares and night terrors. Hyrule wasn't all that safe anymore and Dean was nowhere to be found. It was probably a smart idea on his end. On our search for the bastard with a side of Kalysta, we were killing a lot of the bounty creatures and making a bit of money on the side.

"Are you alright?" I asked as I followed him down the hall.

"I'm fine," Dark Link answered without much effort in it. That was usually were he would place in a sarcastic response. I placed my hand on his forehead and he sighed brushing it off. "Does it look like I can get sick?"

"You can with your mortal body. But you aren't today."

"Exactly."

He woke up to kiss the floor from a bad nightmare. He was one of the easiest books to read, but I still couldn't figure out on what he was thinking. It was either him hiding what he thought because of the incident in the ghost realm or he just thought of things on the spot and it appeared on his face or in his body language at that particular moment. It depended on what the situation was. Right now it was the first and he was long gone from the real world. He sat heavily down on a chair as he pulled out a bit of bread from his belt on the chair and started eating it. I didn't pester him about it if he wanted to talk about something, he always did say something if he needed to. I personally wasn't all that hungry as I sat down on the other side of table. Last night wasn't friendly on any terms, the place brought up too many memories I tried to hurdle over.

"So… since there doesn't seem to be anything here besides some unfortunate people, I was thinking about going to Castle Town to get someone notified of these people and their property." I suggested.

"You can go." He muttered.

"You don't want to find something to kill while I deal with the living?"

"Not right now."

"Want to practice?" I suggested.

"No…"

"Want to watch the football game?"

"The Super Bowl ended months ago and the next season doesn't start until September. Besides, the television hasn't been invented here yet."

I gave him a look as I wondered how the hell he knew anything about football. I looked around the room. It certainly had a different look to it now then it had the night before. The little cabin was creepier at midnight with bodies suddenly dropping from the ceiling with the shift of the boards when we walked in. It was a night with tons of joy. There was no conversation between the two of us as I slipped back into the memories from about four months ago. After leaving the forest and the bodies of countless Hylian soldiers it wasn't long before I broke down again in a cave after the first night terror of many to come. A small smile started to form on my lips as I remember Dark Link not being his usual personality when I asked him not to leave me alone. He agreed and put me back to sleep afterwards. That was probably the only reason why he kept looking for me every time I ran away or was going to do something terrible.

Dark Link's face changed from distant to confusion as he participated with the present. "What the hell are you smiling at?"

"I'm smiling at you when you aren't a total ass hat. You actually have some humanity intact when it pops out."

"Well I guess I'm just going to have to rip that out when it pops up again."

"Pity."

"Why, it's not like anyone's going to notice. I don't play with those human feelings."

"Yea, sure."

"If you got something to say, say it."

"It doesn't matter, you want to be a feared monster who am I to say anything. It's your life, do what you want."

Dark Link looked at me with an almost surprised expression on his face.

"Were you expecting a sympathy card?"

"Perhaps, but I'm glad that that argument was avoided."

"Good, now get off your ass. We are going to find someone to take care of the bodies and see where the hell one of those two fucks ran off to. Someone has to have some information by now and we have barely enough to afford it."

"You can't just order me around and where'd all of the money go?"

"Your stomach ate it. So I'll order you around until you can refill my pocket."

"Good luck with that."

"Come on, maybe Link will be there and you can get people to stop mistaking you for him."

Dark Link was silent for a few moments as he contemplated before sighing heavily. "Fine, let's go now, if he's there people will wake up to his ass being kicked. And if he isn't, we'll be there before the crowd shows up."

I nodded and he left the table to get his gear and the rest of his clothing. I walked outside and got the horses ready. Thankfully no thieves or monsters stole anything. There was a time when we kept the gear inside, but it was very unsuccessful when it came to needing a quick getaway, which was ninety-five percent of the time. Any resting time the horses had without gear was in a town where they could be watched by guards, which in itself was not comforting. I was thinking too much. Dark Link came out, full dressed and jumped onto his black mare.

"Come on, we have places to go and things to go."

"Someone's suddenly eager to get there."

"If it was Kalysta or Dean there, you would be too, not that I don't want them there, I just have the need to punch a certain ass in the face."

"And why do you want to punch him in the face?" I asked casually getting on Hero.

"Do I need a reason?"

"I don't know… he's probably going to be wondering why."

He didn't answer as he took off and I sighed following after him. There literally wasn't a reason other than he wanted to.

I hoped you enjoyed this part, if you like the format let me know in a pm or a review. Also if you want to continue getting updates of this story favorite and follow the story. If you want to see what else I post you can follow me as the author and you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, Deviantart, and Tumblr by looking up my name.

6