A/N: Hello everyone! As you all know, (Or don't know) I am a huge Vampire Knight fan! But recently, a certain white-haired, fabulous, sexy, sassy, amazing demon has been on my mind literally all DAY. … That's right, you guessed it! I am obsessed with our utterly fabulous Lord Ghirahim from Nintendo's Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword, and more recently Hyrule Warriors on the Wii U.

Before I start, I'm going to lay down some facts.

This is Skyward Sword with a plot twist, the twist being Link and Ghirahim fall in love and slowly get into more complex stuff that will be a major problem in the end.

Link's way of thinking and problem-solving will be somewhat oblivious.

Ghirahim will be his fabulous, sassy, sexy self, of course.

Alright, let's start.

Prologue.

Unexpected Twist

A New Beginning

Link tossed and turned in his twin sized bed, as he was forced to watch the movie that assaulted his dreams.

"Heh, you humans are so pitiful." A figure with white hair spoke softly, his hair short with a chin length fringe that covered about half of his face. It had a straight cut to it, almost looking as it were to be part of a stylish bob before the length came to an abrupt end, the rest of his hair short. The assumed 'male' flipped his fringe out of his face, revealing a medium-small sized jet black diamond, just a hair shy of being in the middle of his left cheek. It appeared that both of his eyes had their undersides thickly lined with a natural looking deep purple that almost blended in with the thin line of black around his eyes. The contrast of the purple and his soft-looking light grey skin would look hideous on any other, but somehow this individual could pull it off quite fabulously. He had a form-fitting white jumpsuit on that made his skin appear to be in pale grey diamonds all along the revealing garment. The figure appeared to be sitting on a very expensive looking chair, made for a king, which had a red garment of some sort thrown over the edge.

Link watched as the figure crossed his legs rather elegantly, a smirk on his white lips. The Skyloftian was lost in his thoughts as the male spoke once more.

"You have to rely on some folktale to believe. But, let's face it. You'll never be able to stop the torment that will befall the mortal land." The figure sighed contently. "I can just hear it now; The screams of agony from your kind, the smell of fresh blood as the demon world overrides the one of the mortals. Finally, the Demon King, my Master Demise will finally get what he deserves." The figure laughed quite sadistically before the laugh turned into a low growl. "You damn humans, so innocent and naïve, yet to find out the despair you'll all be thrown into before the blink of an eye, Chosen One or not." The male started laughing again. "Does this Hero of yours even exist? Once again, Hylia," He spat out the Goddess's name as it were poison in his mouth. "You make me laugh with your promises. As if a mere 'Hero' could stop me. Even a Hero does manage to show up, they'll be crushed by the responsibilities, if not, I'll make it my job to crush every ounce of their being for my King, my one and only master."

The figure slowly faded into the darkness, only to be replaced with a bright light. His smooth pleasant voice calming down noticeably.

"This is a tale you humans have passed down through uncounted generations…

It tells of a war of unmatched scale and ferocity, the likes of which would never be seen again.

One dark, fateful day the earth cracked wide and malevolent forces rushed forth from the fissure.

They mounted a brutal assault on the surface people, driving the land into deep despair…

They burnt forests to ash, choked the land's sweet springs, and murdered without hesitation.

They did all this in their lust to take the ultimate power protected by Her Grace, the Goddess.

The power she guarded was without equal.

Handed down by the gods of old, this power gave its holder the means to make any desire a reality.

Such was the might of the ultimate power that the old ones placed it in the care of the goddess.

To prevent this great power from falling into the hands of the evil swarming the lands…

The goddess gathered the surviving humans on an outcropping of earth.

She sent it skyward, beyond the reach of the demonic hordes.

Beyond even the clouds.

With the humans safe, the goddess joined forces with the land dwellers and fought the evil forces, sealing them away.

At last, peace was restored to the surface.

This is a tale that you humans have told for many ages, generation to generation…

But there are other legends, long hidden away from memory, that are intertwined with this tale.

Now, a new legend bound to this great story stands ready to be revealed.

A legend that will be forged by your own hand. "

After Link watched the visuals that went with the tale, everything seemed to click into place. The figure came into view again as he stood up and draped the cloak over his shoulders, clipping it in place with some sort of chain. Link heard a rather loud clicking noise as the figure snapped and disappeared, only leaving behind a collaboration of white, yellow, red, and black diamonds. Before Link was allowed to wake up, he heard the same voice again.

"Call me Ghirahim, Sky Child. I'll allow you to not use my full title because you'll only hear my brilliant names a few times before you're brought to an end."

Link's dream was suddenly ended. He was rudely awakened with a painful headache as he sat up with his palm to his forehead.

"Oh Goddess, what was that?" He looked around his suddenly brighter-than-ever room, spotting a tan envelope. He scratched the left side of his neck after he opened the envelope, eyes getting a bit brighter as he recognized Zelda's handwriting.

"Meet me at the Goddess Statue, okay? Knowing you, you'll probably sleep in again, but I'll say this anyway – Don't keep me waiting!

~ Zelda."

The Hero-to-be glanced over at his small wall clock, which read "12:16". He stared in disbelief as the second hand came to touch the 12 once more.

'Uh oh…' The Skyloftian hurriedly opened his wardrobe to find something to wear. He quickly threw off his night shirt and pants, before throwing on a pair of pants and a shirt that happened to match. He finger combed through his messy dark blond hair and after deciding he was good to go, he slipped on a pair of shoes. He stuck his hand in his pockets, finding a blue rupee and putting it in his brown leather wallet.

He knew today was going to be a lucky day. Link smiled, looking out the window, gasping softly as he saw grey clouds and a black tornado in the far distance.

'Or maybe not.'

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. Only parts of this plot is mine. I also do not own the games or game systems mentioned above. I don't own these words, nor this font. KTHXBAI