A.N Sorry everyone I didnt like the way the story was going so i changed a few things in this chapter then chapter id deffinately different then i got rid of chapter 3. Hopefully now i will feel more inclined to write more. I would like to thank The_Great_Ahtnamas for inspiring me to write some more.

Zelda sat on her bed staring into the crystal that allowed her to see the outside world. Ganondorf had taken over her land and held her in captivity within her own castle. A small smile swept across her full lips as she saw the image of Link settling down in his blanket for sleep. The imp Midna had decided a few days ago to finally take on her true form. Both Zelda and Link had been astonished but Link and Midna did not know Zelda was watching. His eyes closed as exhaustion came over him. Zelda was about to also turn in for the night when she saw something move close to him. She peered closer and saw it was Midna. She was close, almost to close. Suddenly she straddled him and crushed their lips together. Zelda heard Link moan into the kiss and rollover so he was on top. Hands explored bodies and clothes came off. Zelda tore her gaze away from the horrible sight. Sorrow, despair, fury and so many other emotions swirled in her head like a hurricane. Screaming she threw the crystal along with its disgusting image of her crush loving another woman against the wall. It shattered into a million pieces releasing blue vapor. She couldn't see anymore. She was blinded by a fury she had never known.

How could he?! We were together! We promised to stay loyal to each other! Why? Why? What did I do to make him stray? He will pay for hurting me like this. He. Will. Pay! Thoughts roiled in her mind and she lost control. The image of him making love to the twilight slut was stuck in her eyes. Magic flared out. It was not the usual calming blue she used to heal. This was red with anguish and fury. Fire swirled in the room burning everything to ash. It contracted around her then exploded outwards demolishing the walls around. Rubble fell and sliced her dress and skin but she no longer felt anything. She jumped out into the courtyard and was instantly ambushed by moblins and knights in their full body armor. Magic leapt about her as the fire lanced forward like whips destroying everyone in her path. She flailed about screaming her anger to the world as towers toppled to the ground and everything green became dust. Suddenly HE was there. Standing in insolence. HE was the one that released the shadow beasts upon her land. HE was the one that took over Midna's throne causing her to come to her world. HE was the one that let Midna take her lover.

She finally had someone to take her pain out on. She felt him try to cast a spell but she was faster. Her hand shot out and clenched into a fist. Zant's arms were stuck by his side while he was lifted into the air. He realized too late that this was a battle he could not possibly win. He looked in horror at what Zelda had become. Flames struck out it all directions seeking for something to kill. Her eyes blazed blood red, lips pulled back in a snarl that revealed sharpened teeth. The magic began to take on shape and Zant struggled in her grip even harder as he recognized what it was becoming. Wings spread in the inferno and eyes with the look of death glared into his very being. Jaws with rows of razors opened and screamed sending terror into the hearts of everyone who heard its blood lust roar. Those jaws lunged forward to end his life and he could feel the fire consuming him but it suddenly jerked back. It thrashed wildly trying to get loose. Zant collapsed to the ground in a heap. He saw his Master behind the girl holding her in an iron bear hug. Screaming defiantly as she was denied her revenge.

She turned her gaze to see who help her captive. Magic winked out of existence as startled cold sapphires stared into worried amber. Her consciousness came back and tears spilled down her face. Ganondorf loosened his grip and turned her towards him. She buried herself against him as her body shook with heart wrenching sobs. He stroked golden silk hair and murmured soothing words. His actions were surprising even himself but he could not bring about the strength to stop. After a few minutes her hold began to weaken and she slipped down a bit. He caught her and picked her up bridal style. He looked down at her tear-ravaged face and felt an animalistic stirring inside him. He strode into the castle and towards his own bedchambers. Hers had been destroyed in her grief. Guards glanced at him with surprise and curiosity but none said a word. He finally reached his richly lavished room and settled her on the bed. He gazed at her longingly. His dark hands reached towards her lightly caressing her face and purple magic enveloped them. Her wounds closed and healed. Blood and grit was washed away. He pulled a chair over to watch her over the night. Every now and then she would toss and whimper. Those little sounds did something to him that was going to make it a long, long night. He sighed at his predicament and got comfortable in the chair. Feelings were floating through his head that he could not find an explanation for. This intrigued him. What is it about this girl that has him out of sorts? He looked over her for the night but sometimes he would catch his hand drifting towards his lower region. It was going to be a long night indeed.