If you have read Triforce and Trinity, COMPELETLY DISREGUARD THAT STORYLINE. This isn't even in the same universe. None of the characters are even remotely the same people. Thank you.
I do not, nor will I ever own LoZ.
Always, my bearer has remained hidden.
Darkness cannot fight darkness, brother.
That is not what you told Majora.
That is different. You started it; you were allowed to finish it.
Just because I am from the shadows does not mean I wish to always be hidden in them. Do you not see what I do? It is coming. You need me.
We are not blind, brother. Your time will come, and your bearer's.
When did you allow your world to fall into such disarray, my sisters? You favor the light too much. You have forgotten the balance.
Hundreds of Years Earlier
A figure stood in the shadows of the room, watching silently. The man that had come before her father was very… purple. His skin, hair and clothes were all completely purple; the only respite from it his red eyes, trousers and sandals.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" her father was asking the man, "With me, you will never want for power, home or family… but you will never be able to leave, either. Bound to me, for eternity. Are you still willing?"
She grinned slightly. She didn't mind the prospect of getting to know this man forever… from what little she knew of him, he was already very interesting.
"Yes." the man said, "What ever it takes."
"Remind me, Mage. What was your element?" her father asked. She wondered why he asked that. Father never asked idle questions.
"Wind." the man replied, and she realized her father had asked for her benefit. Wind… how interesting.
The man gasped in pain, and jerked up his left hand too see it. A black triangle flared on the back of his hand, and faded away.
"Thank you, Lord." he said, bowing. He turned and walked away, as the inter-dimensional pocket faded. The man and the girl now stood back in Hyrule.
"Hey," she said, causing him to whip around, hands raised in preparation for a spell. "Calm down." she laughed, tossing him a purple cap with a red gem. "You used that to get here, didn't you? Take care, Vaati the Wind Mage, you're part of the family now."
Centuries afterward, Nyt regretted that night. Her father swore he never knew what Vaati intended. She never knew. The Goddesses never trusted the shadows after that.
I am Nyt. I am the Fourth bearer. This is my story.
