"She" is one of my own characters from my book (which isn't finished yet) I may or may not reveal her name. I'm sorry if you think the story focuses on my character too much. Yell at me enough and the next story won't have any of her kind. Tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is welcome.
I do not own Legend of Zelda or any of it's characters.
If anyone saw her, they would know she was in a hurry. Her strides were long and fast, as fast as she could go without running. Suddenly, she stopped and stiffened, listening. She was not alone.
"You are a hard apparition to find." a male voice spoke behind her.
Was it? She asked herself. No, the voice was not quite right. More so, he felt different from that hero. She turned to face the voice. It surprised her to see a teenager standing there, wearing a black tunic and hat, a shield and sword slung over his back.
"Dark Link." She said, "What business could you possibly have here?"
"You know who I am?" Dark Link asked. He seemed as surprised as she was.
"I am nearly as old as the goddesses." She laughed. "It is safe to say I know quite a bit."
"Hmm. Interesting. However, I am not here for knowledge." Dark Link shrugged off his shield and unsheathed his sword. She laughed again, a little harder this time. She really was amused now.
"You are Link's shadow, his reflection. As much as I like Link, I could kick his sorry green butt. I would apply the same phrase to you, but then I'd sound racist."
"Humor me." said Dark Link, and she unsheathed her sword.
She took a long step left, and Dark Link mirrored her. They circled each other. She sized him up. His shield gave him an edge over her single-handed style. He was skilled, too, and he wasn't big-headed or rash. That's why she liked him. His reflection would be difficult to beat, but not impossible.
She lunged forward with a downward strike, and Dark Link raised he shield to block, as expected. She allowed her sword to bounce off and used the momentum to swing at his unprotected right side, an attack impossible to block, but Dark Link hit the dirt and rolled out of the way.
"Very good." She told him, "Unfortunately for you, swordplay is not my only strength." A gout of fire shot from her left hand and hurtled toward Dark Link. His shield deflected it, but the force of the hit knocked him back. He grinned at her. She saw it and knew something was very wrong.
"I know. Fortunately for me, I came prepared for that."
Energy erupted from Dark Link and ripped through her. She yelled in pain and fell to her knees. She clutched her stomach, gasping. Her magic. It was gone, torn away. It felt like a limb had been torn off. She grasped her sword and rose unsteadily to her feet.
"H-How?" she groaned, fighting off blackness. Her body wanted to shut down, to recover, but she couldn't let it. Dark Link laughed.
"I know a few things that Link never will. Like who you are."
"Oh, really?" she said, trying to mock but failing, "You know that?" She took a few shaking steps forward, and fell again. Oh, the pain the pain the pain…
"You call yourself a guardian." Dark Link laughed, walking leisurely towards her. She swiped at him when he came close, but he jumped out of the way. 'You can't even guard yourself."
"Who taught you to do this?" she demanded. Dark Link only grinned and kicked her down.
She couldn't get up. She couldn't fight herself anymore, either. Unconsciousness would claim her at any second.
"You will regret this." She spat.
"Why?" mocked Dark Link, "Because the Hero will save you? He doesn't even know who you are."
"Link's not wh…"she started, but couldn't finish. She was dead to the world. Dark Link sheathed his weapons and picked her up.
"The power I have now," he hissed, "Is nothing compared to yours. I will have it."
