Hey everybody! I kind of took a loooong break from writing...and my other story is on hiatus but eh I came up with a new headcanon! :D
OH and BTW my computer broke a while ago, so I am using a tablet to upload this...so when I get my computer back the uploads will be better, and obviously caontain a more...quality to it (I guess...). Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
PROLOGUE:
"W-what? W-why am I-I here?!" The still dripping dark form lying on the grass in front of a shattered mirror gasped. His eyes were still clenched shut, the light far to bright, threatening to burn his whole body with its harsh and unrelenting bright light.
As suddenly as he woke up in the realm of the light, the burning sensation began to ebb, leaving the heap of dark mass to loosen up his aching muscles and lie there, still as a rock on the grass.
He didn't know how he ended up back in the word of light, or how it wasn't burning his shadowy flesh off like it was supposed to, but what the drying and fully formed shadow creature did know was that he shouldn't be here. He had sacrificed any chance of him being in the Light world, he banished himself to nothing but half-existing in the Dark Realm in which he was first created. He had done it all for Hyrule's sake. He had done it for his friends. And most importantly, he had done it for his closest friend of all, Vio...that, even though Vio had backstabbed the shadow in the worst way, he feared he would never get the chance to see again. Oh how much he missed the closest real friend he had ever had.
The shadow had won not only friendship for what he had done all at the cost of his existence, but he had become a hero, and had gotten what he had always wanted; attention. And for people to look at him with respect, instead of looking down upon him as if he were nothing but a shameless shadow, a meaningless nothing.
He no longer possessed such feelings. No...he felt like a person, a hero.
Shadow opened up his eyes slowly and picked himself off of the grass. He knew not of why he was thrust back into the world of Light, nor why it was no longer trying to burn into his very being, but one thing he did know for certain. This was his chance to finally go back to his only family...yes technically they were related directly, so family appeared to deem applicable. He WAS Link's- and by default Vio, Green, Blue, and Red's- shadow after all.
Though...how long was he gone? Had Green, Blue, Red, and even Vio forgotten all about him? No...of course not, that's stupid to think of, he had freaking tried to kill all of them at one point...no one would forget that, right? But wait...what if they aren't even around anymore?! If he was gone so long, they might not even be alive anymore...what if they weren't able to defeat Lord Ganon either? Shadow was certain that the others had slain the demonic Wind Mage, Vaati, with his help...but the shadow vanished moments later, before Lord Ganon appeared.
Forgetting about stressing his brain with questions that were not going to be answered just sitting there, Shadow pulled himself off of the dry grass, dusted off his black tunic, and looked around his surroundings. He seemed to be in the middle of an enclosed meadow inside of a forest...it appeared as if it used to be cared for as a garden once, but had seemingly been forgotten for years. The Garden must have lost it's purpose. He quickly snapped his head to look behind him; he could have sworn he had just heard some kind of quiet and raspy voice on the breath of a sudden sharpThou wind coming from behind him. Glancing behind him he noticed copious amounts of shattered mirror shards littering the grass below his feet. A mirror? That must be how he somehow appeared here...but why and how? Adverting his gaze further behind the scattered sheets of glass, there was a large slab of rock with an unsettling image of a creature, and directly below the image was a pedestal used for holding a sword. There was a basic looking blade with a brown designed hilt with a singular yellow sphere at the end, wedged into the stone...and there were vines growing around the blade, guard, and hilt of the sword.
Wait...he KNEW this place. He had most certainly been here before...wasnt this the place that Shadow had led Link in order to trick the boy into pulling out the blade, in turn releasing his old master Vaati? The unsettling image above the pedestal was a depiction of the demon; a warning to never release the sword, unless in turn of dire consequences. So this surely had to be the Four Sword Sanctuary, right? If so-and it definitely had to be- why in Hyrule was the Four Sword here, back in it's place? Wouldn't the four Links, created by the action of lifting the weapon out of its shrine, still have it with th- WAIT WHY THE HELL ARE THERE VINES ALL OVER IT?! How long had Shadow truly been gone?
He knew it was useless to sit there gawking at the sword, racking his raddled and hurting brain with petty un-answerable questions...but what else was he supposed to do? He to be brought here for a reason, but for what?
Oh there it is again, more useless pondering.
A moment later, he attempted to clear his mind of how or why he was here, and began thinking on the mindset of what he should actually be doing right now. Shadow turned his gaze solemnly away from the depressing state of the sanctuary, and took a shot at walking. It was certainly not as easy as it should be, but he could deal. He HAD to deal.
The shadow knew what he had to do now. He was going to find his only friends. He needed to see them again, and most importantly needed to see if they were alright...as sappy as that was. As long as he didn't start thinking of talking like this in front of them...well that is taking into consideration that they are all still here.
Sorry this was so short, but it's just the prologue...the chapters will be much longer.
