This is a story that is eight chapters long and it's all about Link and Ghirahim working together because of, well, fate. Humorous, emotional and just all around as awesome as you can make a random fanfic like this (it all depends on your taste). Enjoy~


Fate is a strange thing, especially in the land of Hyrule. The Master Sword and the Sword of Demise had done battle time and time again, always fighting for the fate of Hyrule until the end of time as was the fate of them and their masters. Little did they know that, in many years to come, their battle was fated to come to an end and the design of the Goddesses had another plan in mind for them and their masters, something none of them could have seen coming.

It started when Ghirahim noticed that his fated master, Ganondorf, started to use him less and less as the lifetimes repeated. It worried him but he stuck with his master, him and Fi doing their ever fated dance. Until, in one lifetime, Ghirahim noticed his master had found another sword. This sword was much bigger and its aura much more powerful than Ghirahim's could ever be. It filled him with dread for the future, he watched his master use this sword more easily than he had ever used him and his fear rose. He, for the first time in eons, appeared to his master with a graceful bow.

"Master," he said carefully, feeling the angry and suspicious gaze of his master upon him. "I, your sword and faithful servant, have come to beg the question...why the new sword, Master? Have I not done my duty well enough for you?" Ghirahim glanced up at his master and winced at the look of disgust that he was casting down at him.

"You have served your purpose. But I have no need of you now," Ganondorf announced as he looked his new sword over with a lustful look. "Begone, and do not return." Ghirahim swallowed down the lump in his throat and nodded obediently, backing away.

"Yes, my Master," he murmured. He snapped his fingers and was gone. He appeared within the Faron Woods, his sadness welling up inside him. He would no longer commit himself to the life-long dance he and Fi did, that was the new sword's job now. He sighed and sat down on a rock, placing his face in his hands in pity for himself. He was a disgrace to himself and his ancient master, Demise.

Link found himself confronted by Ganondorf far before the time was ripe, he was caught off guard and was scared but he fought on. The fight lasted no longer than twenty-three seconds. Ganondorf let him wack his sword around a bit before hitting Link's sword with his, cracking it and Link watched in horror as the tip of it fell to the ground. Fi's voice whispered weakly for him to run, so he did. He ran away from Ganondorf's laugh and his new, more powerful sword. He just hoped he could help Fi.

All he could think of was to go back to where he found the sword and put it there, hoping that the Sacred Temple could heal her wounds. Fi assured him that it would, so that's where he went. But he was now a master without his sword, did that make Hyrule doomed? He prayed to the Goddesses for help, a new sword, something. So, he laid there all night and slept, hoping to awake to a healed sword. But he didn't, Fi was still horribly injured. She told him to leave her there, that she would be safe on this sacred land and that he should find help if he could. Link knew by her tone and how she looked that she would not be ready soon, but he had to go and do what he could. Maybe he should get a temporary sword to help in the small battles he would have to fight. But even then, would it help against the monsters he now faced?

Link wandered the forest, nothing but his bow-n-arrow in his hands and only four arrows. It was not going to be a good day, he could already tell, and a small pack of haunted creatures did not help matters. There were six of them. Six monsters, four arrows, and one hero that hadn't had enough practice yet. Fantastic. They were upon him in five seconds, he had taken out two and lost all his arrows, and they were beating him within ten. Link fell to the ground, fists and claws bruising and cutting his skin.

"Get off of me!" he cried, kicking at one of them who had a tight hold on his leg. "Get away! AH!" Link screamed in pain as a knife caught his side and he winced, punching in the general direction the blow had come from. "Leave me alone you demons!" There was a loud laugh and the creatures turned towards the sound. One had Link by the hair, another was on the ground from the punch, another still was holding onto his left leg and the last was looking through his pouch.

"Don't you know it's rude to mug someone without a weapon?" came a sly voice. "Especially a girl?" I don't sound like a girl! Link thought bitterly. "Now, off with you!" The creatures laughed and there was a heavy sigh. "Oh well, I guess manners must be taught." A snap of fingers and the creatures screamed in horror as flames landed upon them and they ran, trying to find away to put the flames out. "Idiots."

"Thanks," Link mumbled as he struggled to his feet, grabbing his pouch from the ground as he did. He winced when he felt the knife still in his side and fell back onto the ground in pain. He raised his arm to look at it, it was deep into his side and he was bleeding terribly. He cursed, then yelped in surprise as a pale, white face appeared right in front of his with a scowl. "What the-"

"YOU!" he screamed in anger, sneering at Link in hatred. His hair flopped back over his eye. "I saved the Hero of Hyrule?!" Link stared at him in surprise, not knowing who he was or what he was talking about. "You-you pest! What are you even doing, being helpless like that anyway? Aren't you supposed to be amazing or something? You've defeated me time and time again for Hylia's sake! Where's your sword?!" Link didn't know what to say as the man raised his arms and looked on his back, grabbing his sheath and tossing it away.

"Hey! Whatchya do that for?" Link shouted angrily. The man glared at Link and folded his arms angrily over his chest. "I may not have a sword but I still need my sheath!" The man huffed and stood up straight, glaring at him. His cloak came down in front of him, covering over the other clothes he was wearing, which blended into his white skin so that it was hard to tell they were even there. He tapped his foot irritably a moment, looking Link over in thought. He stopped and frowned.

"He broke her, didn't he?" the man asked, startling Link into complete silence. "With that, new sword of his." The man scowled. "My name is Ghirahim, I am Ganondorf's sword. Fi and I have done battle for countless centuries, but then he finds a new, bigger, better sword and casts me aside. It must be powerful, to break the Master Sword of all things. Well, am I right?!" Link nodded. The man sighed and put his face in his hand. "All that work, put to waste yet again. That figures." The man rested his hand on his hip and glared at Link. "Well? What say you, Hero of Hyrule?"

"You-you're a sword?" Ghirahim stared at Link in disbelief. He just told him about the new sword and all and that is what he asked? Humans.

"Yes, I'm a sword you idiot, were you not listening?" Ghirahim snapped his fingers and he turned into a sword before Link's very eyes, hovering in the air. The hero stared in awe and disbelief and watched as he took his other form. "There, see? Sword. Now, just what are you doing here without your sword?" Link looked at the ground.

"You're right. Ganondorf broke her. She's in her resting place, the sacred ground is healing her. But it's going to take awhile, so she told me to do what I could without her," Link told him. Ghirahim stared at him, the pain in the boy's voice stunned him to say the least. He cared that much about a stupid sword? She really did have a bound with this idiot. Link tried to get up again and winced when the knife moved. A laugh startled them both out of their thoughts and they looked over to see a fairy hovering around them in glee. Ghirahim scowled. Ever since he had entered this forest that stupid fairy had hovered around him a lot, talking like a chittering monkey.

"Well, whaddya know! A sword with no master, and a master with no sword! Coincidence? I think not! Haha!" They stared at the fairy, both in confusion but Ghirahim had anger as well. "One wants to save the world and the other wants revenge on the one trying to destroy it. Also not a coincidence me thinks!" With a laughed and a flash she was gone.

"Buffoon, she's been following me since I arrived here. And she did not seriously just suggest what I think she just did. I've been fighting against the Hero of Hyrule for all eternity! She expects me to help you now? Insane! Preposterous! Ludicrous! Of all the idiotic-stop trying to stand you idiot!" Link blushed in embarrassment and stopped trying to get up. Ghirahim sighed in irritation. "Hold still." He snapped his fingers and the knife disappeared. The blood started to flow but he put his hand over it in time to stop the blood. There was a sting of pain and Link winced. He removed his hand and the wound was gone. "There. Now you may stand."

"Thanks, again," Link said as he got to his feet. He grabbed his pouches and attached them to his belt. "I'm Link, by the way." Link held his hand out with a smile and Ghirahim stared at it in silence for a moment, mulling his thoughts over in his head. The dance he did with the Hero was endless and older than time itself, was he going to go against it all? Then again, the last few fights were different than the others. Perhaps things were changing. He sighed and shook his hand.

"I'm not a tool," he said firmly and Link stared at him in surprise, they hadn't stopped shaking hands. "I will only be a sword when you need me. If I sense danger or an enemy I will turn into a sword and you can use me, otherwise I use this form only. Need me as a sword for another reason, ask. If you ever call me your sword, I'll cut off your head. I'll use my magic if I want too, you can't order me to do it, however I suppose you may ask if you need it. Also, I don't like heights. You gonna go flying, I'm staying on the ground. You got all that?" Link nodded. "Good." He finally stopped shaking his hand and crossed his arms. "So, where are we going first?"


And that's a wrap!

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Petchricor, QotG, signing off ;)