Ghosts of the Past
by tir-synni
This fic is not related to my other Zelda stories. It's still a yaoi (boy/boy romance) so if you don't like that sort of thing, leave now and don't flame me. Spoilers for Majora's Mask, so if you haven't finished the game and don't want the end spoiled, don't read this.
Prologue: Darkness Rising
Sometimes...Link could still feel it. On the edge of his memory, on the edge of his life. A darkness slithering, threatening to drown him. He was the Hero of Time, a figure of the Triforce's golden light. The darkness that stalked him tore at that light, and thus tore at his heart.
In his dreams, Link saw it, wanted to challenge it. But he knew this was one thing he was helpless against, and he dared not ask his friends for their help. To do so would endanger them, and that was against everything he stood for. He would rather sacrifice his being than do that. So he remained helplessly quiet, burdened by the secret he could not reveal.
He had seen his enemy's face many years ago, yet it still remained etched clearly in his memory, as vivid as any of his songs or spells. It seemed to taunt him, its laugh as familiar as his own. Link forced it away, sought to replace it with others, refusing to give it the upper hand. Link never succeeded, but neither did it. A stand-off, seemingly permanent, destined to remain until the wall separating them was shattered.
Link never imagined that day would happen. He kept the darkness a secret, from his friends and his foes. He tried to lock it up and throw away the key. He lived his life, fighting against evil and protecting his beloved land. He refused to surrender any part of his life to that beast.
He never imagined that one day, the key would be discovered.