This is a Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword fanfiction. It takes place after Demise's death.
Warning: contains slight GhiraLink, violence, character death in the ending
It was a beautiful day and the sun was shining brightly when Link and Zelda left the Sealed Temple to visit the Kikwi's.
After the imprisoning of Demise, peace had returned to the Faron Woods. The two sky-children had built their house close to the Temple to keep an eye on the Triforce. Two months had passed now since the downfall of the evil and ever since nothing bad had happened.
Impa waved the two goodbye as they left and then entered the Sealed Temple. The Triforce had to be guarded at any time. They knew evil could return earlier than they expected, but they didn't know evil was already here, watching them, and waiting for the right moment to attack…
That evil was called Ghirahim, and this was the moment to attack.
After the old woman had entered the Temple, he left his hiding place and silently followed her inside. Impa was praying in front of the Master Sword, in which Demise, Ghirahim's master, was sealed away. The demon lord could hear her mumbling something about the seal losing strength. The perfect chance for him to free his master and revive him again with the spirit maiden's soul.
Slowly he walked towards Impa. When she heard footsteps, she turned her head. At the first sight of her enemy, she wanted to run away, but she knew she had to protect the sword. But after the imprisoning, she had turned back into her old former self, which meant protecting something wasn't really her thing.
Ghirahim smirked at the sight of the old helpless woman. "Move aside", he said.
"No! I have to protect the sword!"
"If you want me to hurt you, you can say so straightaway…"
Impa set a step back, but it was too late. Ghirahim hardly kicked her aside and she fell flat on the Floor. The Sword Spirit took the blade of evil's bane out of its pedestal and laughed. "Finally I have it! Now that sky-child doesn't stand a chance against me anymore! The goddess will be mine!"
When Impa got back up, Ghirahim had already disappeared. The Sheikah ran out of the Sealed Temple to warn Link and Zelda about what had happened. But when she came out, she saw their house ablaze in flack fire…
In the meantime, Link and Zelda had arrived at the Kikwi's place. Every week they visited the Kikwi's for a talk and some fresh plants. Today, only one Kikwi was present, it was Machi, the Kikwi Link knew best.
"Hello, Machi", Zelda said to the little plant-creature while she took a seat on one of the tree trunks. Machi greeted them with a squeak as Kikwi's usually did. Link sat down next to Zelda.
"Where are the others?" he asked.
"They went to the waterside" Machi said. "The Waterdragon asked us to visit her, because there were problems with the lake. Bucha told me to stay here and guard the place."
"What kind of problems?" Zelda asked.
"She said something was wrong with the water in Lake Floria."
"Maybe I should go and check it out." Link said.
"Also… We have another problem," Machi said, looking a bit worried. "A few days ago, Lopsa got ill after eating leaves from the Great Tree. Bucha forbade us to eat any more of those … And those were my favourite leaves…"
"I think it's best if we go to Faron," Zelda said. "Hopefully she can tell us more about what's going on."
After having said this, Link and Zelda left, and went on their way to the water dragon. After some time, the two arrived at their destination. They could see Faron, or the water dragon as she preferred to be called, floating above the water of the lake. In front of her was a huge bowl filled with water. The two Kikwi's were trying to see what was inside while the Kikwi elder talked to the dragon.
When Link and Zelda came closer, they could hear what the argument was about. "Waterdragon," Link said.
The enormous dragon turned her head towards the two humans. "Oh Link, is it you? The Hero of the Skies?" she asked. "You've arrived just in time."
Link stepped closer to the water. It seemed to be a bit more greenish than it normally was. "What happened to the water?" he asked.
"I think it has been poisoned."
"Poisoned? The entire lake? Who would do such a thing?"
"I don't know. I found out it was poisoned after a few of my Parella folk died. They're now safely stored inside that bowl. Bucha told me one of the Kikwi's got ill after eating leaves. Those leaves must have been poisoned too. I don't know what's happening, but you should watch out what you eat or drink."
"We will" Zelda said. "It's getting quite late, we'd better head back home. Impa might be worried already."
"Visit me again when you've found out what caused this poisoning," the water dragon said.
Link and Zelda left the dragon's throne room and went to the Sealed Temple. Halfway, Impa came running towards them. "Impa, we have a problem", Link said.
"A big problem" Impa corrected.
"You've heard of it already?" Zelda asked.
"How can you be so calm?! This might be the death for us!"
"Calm down Impa, it's just some water! We can go to Skyloft to get –"
"Water? What are you talking about? The problem is that he has returned."
"Who has returned?" Zelda asked anxiously. Impa didn't respond. The two Skyloftians stared at her expectative. "He took the Master Sword" Impa finally said.
Link sighed. "I think I know who you are talking about, but… I thought he was dead…"
"We all did, but apparently, he somehow survived…"
"What do we have to do now?" Zelda whispered.
"He also set your house on fire. I don't know where he went afterwards, but we have to be careful, especially you, Zelda. He will certainly come back and chase after you again. You are still necessary to bring about the revival of his master."
Zelda sighed. "And so the nightmare starts all over again."
Link held her hand. "If that stupid demon lord ever comes too close to you, I'll show him what it's like to be really dead!"
"And how are you going to do that?" Zelda asked. "He stole your sword."
Link grumbled. "I can still crush his skull with my shield"
"You can try" Impa said, "but he'll be more careful this time."
"He won't!" Link snapped. "I know what he's like! He'll laugh at me because I lost my sword, he'll think I have nothing left, he'll challenge me to fight, and then, when he totally doesn't expect me to do anything, I'll crush his skull! He won't get the chance to get close to you, Zelda, no matter how hard he tries, he won't lay his dirty hands on you!"
Zelda stared at Link. "Thank you" she whispered. "
Where are you going to stay the night?" Impa asked.
"The Sealed Temple?" Link proposed.
"Alright. Come with me" Impa said.
The three left and headed to the temple. But they didn't know someone had been watching them all the time…
This time Ghirahim didn't follow the sky-children. He just waited in the tree he was sitting in, staring at the Master Sword. This time he held his master, instead of his master holding him.
It was a weird feeling. Somehow it felt good to be free of servitude, but the demon lord knew it was his duty to free his master and serve him again. If he didn't, his master would break free of his own accord and kill him without any hesitation. Ghirahim stared at the sword of evil's bane. All he needed was the soul of goddess Hylia. Could it be any easier?
Now the sky-child lost his blade, he would be no match for the demon. What was he supposed to do without his weapon? Oh yes, he was going to fight with that silly shield of his. Ghirahim chuckled at the thought. He swung the sword and started laughing even harder.
Unexpectedly, the blade began to flicker and the demon lord almost dropped it down. He stopped swinging and stared at it. He knew what this meant, but he didn't know the Sword Spirit was still in there.
"Master…" the soft robotic voice of Fi began to speak. "You woke the sword from its eternal sleep. These actions might support the Demon King to break the seal. I highly recommend to place it back in its pedestal…"
One word echoed in Ghirahim's head. She called him master. Was a Sword Spirit supposed to be the master of another? He smiled. "That was exactly what I was aiming for."
The female sword spirit popped out of her blade and stared at the male one. "You!" she gasped in surprise. "You were supposed to be dead"
Ghirahim grinned. "You thought I was dead, but did you ever see me die?"
"Place the sword back!" For the first time, there was a different tone in Fi's voice, a tone of anger.
"Are you getting emotional? Oh, but of course you are, having a new master is a big change for you. And especially if you compare me to your previous master, you'd better be happy you have fallen into my hands. It could've been far worse"
"You? My master? Don't be ridiculous"
"You've changed your mind… You chose it yourself, though. You called me 'master'."
"Sword Spirits are equal to each other. One cannot command another. You know that too, Ghirahim."
"Too bad you don't want me to be your master. It could've been fun, though. Let's say I'm your temporary master then. Once the Demon King is back among the living, you can serve him. Of course, you won't make a servant half as good as me." Ghirahim smiled, enjoying every word he spoke.
Fi stared at the demon lord, he could be so full of himself sometimes. "You will never be my master" she said. "Neither will the Demon King or anyone else of your kind. I belong to Link, the Hero of the Skies, and only to him. Now, hand the sword to me."
Ghirahim raised an eyebrow and started laughing. The shrill sound of his laugh made Fi shiver.
"I'd like to see you trying to hold it. But I doubt you will succeed, without any arms!"
Fi knew he was right, and that was what angered her the most. But she had to say something, something that would make him stop laughing, "And I'd like to see you cry when your master takes his revenge for treating him like a Sword Spirit. The way you hold him right now is very humiliating. I hope he'll punish you for doing so."
The demon lord narrowed his eyes, "Demons don't cry." He said without any emotion. That deadly stare was even worse than his laughter.
"Give me the sword," Fi said to break the silence. But Ghirahim didn't respond, he kept staring at Fi. He knew she didn't like this, he could see it in her eyes. It was the first time he could actually see something in her eyes, the first time she showed any emotion. But that didn't give her the right to talk to him like this.
"I'd like to punish you," he started to say, "but I've got better things to do now."
Fi flew towards the demon lord. He pointed the sword at her, "Now, get back into the sword. And that's an order!"
"No, you can't -"
"I said : that's an order! The one who holds the sword is your master! No matter who it is!"
His sudden outburst of anger scared the blue sword spirit. She decided it was best to obey him, even though it was against her own will. But maybe he was right, maybe he was telling her the truth after all.
She flew a little closer to the demon and hid her spirit in the sword. Ghirahim grumbled, and threw the sword to the ground. He jumped out of the tree and started walking around. That stupid Sword Spirit had made him furious. How could she think he was that weak? He would never cry, that he knew for sure, not even if his master told him to. Crying was for humans, weak humans who didn't know any better than to cry and pray to their stupid goddess.
Ghirahim grabbed the sword and smashed it to the wall. He wished that could hurt the Sword Spirit inside, but he knew it wouldn't. The sword was a safe shell for the Spirit. Nothing could hurt her as long as she stayed inside.
And if she really was as smart as the demon thought she was, she would never show her face again as long as he held the sword. He grumbled and made his way to the sealed temple…