A/N: Hello, this is Yumi here. Just want to say, I have become obsessed with Zelda lately, and I can no longer write my KH/Labyrinth crossover. However, enjoy this the product of my boredom.

In a land plagued by darkness yet saved by mighty heroes, what happens when light and darkness switch places? Join Vaati, Ganondorf, and Shadow Link as they seek to imprison the murderous Hero of Light and the foul Princess Zelda once and for all! But who is this other power? This will be Vaati centric, but I will introduce it from the viewpoints of the other major charries.

Vaati: (blinks) Yumi Hamano and her book don't own Link, or me, or Ganny, or Shadow, or-

Shadow: Um, Vaati, you're creeping me out.

Vaati: -Zelda.(continues) Basically she owns nothing. What? Did you say something Shadow?

...LINE.

Demon Light, Angel Dark

CHAPTER ONE

In which the mirror is Reborn

GANONDORF

It had been a very windy night in Hyrule. And windy nights were never a good thing.

Ganondorf sighed. It meant his rivals were up to something. Or, one in particular was. He was weary of this business of taking over Hyrule: if Vaati did, he would get the trade he had been asking for in the first place.

Evil has many faces, and while Ganondorf enjoyed seeing innocent blood spilled he also had a heart. He wanted to rule Hyrule, with it's green fields, for the sake of the Gerudo. But even they had tossed him out now. Unable to sleep, he got up and walked to the window of his humble hideout, dressed in the kimono he always slept in. He might as well listen to the wind whistle across the desert dunes, seeing if he could detect a faint chuckling laugh like on most other nights like this.

This night was different. No laughter of a carefree, amused wind mage. Just the brooding sigh of boredom, a near echo of his own.

"What are you up to, sorcerer of winds..."

SHADOW LINK

"...And that's why I think I should team up with you for now. Vaati? ...Vaati are you listening to me?" Shadow Link had been carefully explaining his plan to slaughter a large group of the hero's friends to the minish mage, but Vaati seemed to have thoughts elsewhere. This puzzled Shadow, who couldn't help but growl deep in his throat.

'He should be a little bit more nice to me! I'm one of the two other Dark Powers, but he treats me like I'm not here?!? I should bite him...' Shadow shook off the thought. Biting Vaati would just start another useless squabble, and he would be left without anyone to help him.

"I heard you, Shadow. I just worry that I'm going to get sealed away in my sleep, you remind me too much of him," Vaati replied after a strangely echoing sigh. That was IT. The final straw!

Shadow started to tear up.

"I-it's not my fault! I HATE HIM TOO!"

LINK

Link sneezed violently as he woke with a start. Or did he wake himself sneezing? Whatever.

The next day he had to take up his sword again. Shadow Link, the traitor, had left a note with Zelda saying she had one week to live. Hah! He looked forwards to sticking a sword through that shadow's chest. To think he had trusted the deceitful creature. Link grinned like a madman.

He was feeling a bit ruthless today. He decided to go back to sleep.

ZELDA

Zelda, on the other hand, was not sleeping. She was reading a cheap romance novel and thinking about how to increase the power gifted her by the Triforce of Wisdom. And then she got an idea.

"I wonder what would happen if I absorbed the power from the people?"

Thus was Hyrule's doom sealed. Noone could save it now, from the double threat within it's own borders... And the triple threat without...

But...

VAATI

Having concluded his business with Shadow Link, Vaati quietly walked into his private quarters, collapsing on the bed with a loud sigh. Shadow Link apparently hadn't sensed it yet, and he had no word from the other Dark Power, but Vaati could feel the difference in the very same winds he commanded. Icy cold, unfeeling, those northern winds were gone. Even the winds of the desert were less harsh and dry.

And so changed their master. Vaati cared more now then he ever had about his adopted people, the Wind Tribe, and about the Minish and Hylians. He found himself taking even more care not to harm one single person.

But he still liked destroying STUFF. He knew he was becoming good, but he did so like to break things. Just as the winds still raged and brought chaos, Vaati was a being in limbo between good and evil. And so were the others. Wishing to know about how Ganondorf fared, Vaati sent a swift wind to the desert to locate him. Hopefully he could hear word of the happenings in Hyrule that way. He lay on his bed and let his mind drift on the wind.

He could see that the few night travelers were unnerved by the winds this night, but also that they seemed only to dislike it for it blew out their fires. Not wanting to deal with people cursing the winds (as they usually did) he caused their camps to be calm. After all, even a curse from the common person carries a bit of weight. Onward his mind flew, crossing into the desert and then slowing as it reached a solitary peak of black A strange color stone for the desert, but it was surely where Ganondorf had made his home. Indeed, as the wind he had sent drew closer, he could see said Gerudo male standing on a balcony of sorts, listening intently. Vaati commanded the wind to settle just behind him and teleported in, tired as he was.

He could see the surprise on Ganondorf's sun weathered face, a sign that the desert lord had not been expecting him.

"I have a question to ask of you, Ganondorf. And I think you might know what it is." he said, holding his hands up in a gesture of peace. Ganondorf's eyes seemed to widen at that, but the Gerudo nodded.

"All this way, just for a question. Ask away, Vaati." he replied, tone still somewhat wary. He was edging away from the Wind Sorcerer, and Vaati didn't blame him. After all, he had a reputation as being one of the most unpredictable of the villains, wily as the wind he controlled.

"Have you felt it? Zelda is going dark. Link most likely is too. Ganondorf, today Shadow cried. Shadow Link, the one who is without mercy and pure evil, he asked me for comfort. Protection. He broke down in front of me, rather than attacking me as he normally would. This is not supposed to happen. I, too, am changing. My peoples... I don't do anything to cause them distress anymore. I wanted to know if you were being drawn in too." said Vaati, moving to stand next to Ganondorf on the balcony. The Gerudo gave a start and Vaati sighed again, biting his lip and fearing the worst.

"So that's why the days have been windy as of late. You've been gathering information. Well, I have changed, I guess. I am weary of trying to take over Hyrule, when all I wanted to begin with was free trade for my Gerudo sisters. I was hoping YOU would, so I could secure that. But if you change to Light to replace Zelda, and Shadow to replace Link, who do I replace?" Ganondorf mused, his features relaxing into a confused scowl. Vaati relaxed too, looking up.

"I'm not sure," Vaati yawned, "But... is there an extra room here? I am not comfortable with Shadow staying in my Tower." Ganondorf chuckled at this and led the Wind Mage through his room and down the hall to a room open on two sides to the night. Vaati blinked in amusement, as this room reminded him of the one he had used as a child. A cot, seemingly unused, sat in one corner, and a desk stood at one of the walls.

"I hope this humble room is to your liking. This is usually my study, I use the cot as a couch," mumbled Ganondorf. Vaati smiled in return.

"This will work just fine. I thank you for your hospitality."

"I do this because you know something. Normally I would not let another powerful being stay here."

SHADOW LINK

He couldn't resist seeing the rest of the Tower of Winds. He easily snuck past the sleeping guards and stepped into a well kept room with three windows and a desk near the door. Three bookcases held many spell books, and a comfy looking black chair sat next to two of the windows. 'So this is Vaati's study... how... cozy?' he thought, looking around. It was exactly the opposite of what he expected from the Wind Sorcerer. There was even what appeared to be a dollhouse in the corner.

But that wasn't important. Shadow had woken up because he was remembering his past awakenings. One in particular, and he knew his room was watched. Now alone, he sank to the floor sobbing.

'Why, why did I have to do that! Why did they have to accept me! Is that the twilight between light and dark? Betraying allies and friends for the good of all?... did he miss me when I was gone? Or when he disappeared... was there any sorrow left in the Hero's mind? Is this what I'm becoming again? When I called Vio... worse than normal evil... was he really just stuck in the middle? My only friend who would reach from the light to the darkness?' Shadow tugged at a lock of his hair, noting the black was fading to dark purple. Everything about him was becoming more like that earlier form, when he had first tasted life in the light as a hero, not a monster. Even the red in his eyes was fading, into purples on it's way to blue.

"How can I hate the hero... When I am one myself..." he said with effort, tears rolling down his cheeks. There was much that the other two powers either didn't know or had forgotten about him.

Of all three, he was the only one to enter the limbo between good and evil once before. Realizing what this was, the confused Shadow got up and started to look for Vaati.

GANONDORF

To say that the desert lord was surprised by Vaati's behavior was an understatement. But he was surprised by even himself as of late. If Shadow Link had suffered the blow and become a sensitive creature, he could only picture the cruel, sadist Link that would result in his nightmares.

After all, it was he who had created Shadow Link long ago using all the emotions and power that the Hero never touched. He realized that the level of chaos and order fluctuated depending on the current incarnation of the hero, but he had not thought about good and evil before. The Shadow was an indicator of worse things.

After all, light and darkness are not the same as good and evil. The land of light, Hyrule, was soon to be under the tyranny of it's most precious, powerful people. And then who would they go running to? Ganondorf sure hoped it wasn't him.

Then there was the issue of balance. Balance was the thing that had kept him, as well as Vaati and Shadow, on the side of evil. He knew for a fact that Vaati's chaotic evil was a counterpart to Zelda's ordered good, and that Shadow was opposite Link, but Ganondorf could never quite figure out who he was supposed to balance out. Someone with a great deal of power, probably quite chaotic and without planning skills. He had never heard of such a creature on the side of good.

This was a question to be discussed with the wily wind mage come morning, when he had thought over his decision to act like there was an alliance and come to a decision about what this all was.

His hair was going silver at the temples, he realized.

SHADOW LINK

Having seen no trace of Vaati, Shadow made his way down to the chamber far below where his memory told him the remains of the Dark Mirror slept. His final act that one time... he remembered seeing himself for a second as he had finally looked, and he wanted to use a shard of the mirror to recall that from another's eyes and see if it was the truth.

The winding stairs soon took him to a room where the familiar, comforting dark scent wafted. He snuck in quietly, noting soon that Vaati had been trying to reconstruct the mirror.

The huge frame, unharmed in his attack, stood at one end of the room and next to it sat a pile of shards, even more shards already placed. As he had snuck in so quietly, he was able to catch a glimpse of tiny people sorting through the shards, trying to fit them all in.

"That's not how you do it..." Shadow mumbled, amused, and they all stopped to stare at him.

"Let me help you."

VAATI

When Vaati awoke in the morning, his first realization was where he was.

His second was a feeling of dread that he should be worried about Shadow Link.

And finally, the third hit him when he got up and looked in a mirror. His eyes. In accordance to the shift that was happening, his formerly red eyes were now a brilliant purple that at once made him happy and angry. He rushed to the point where he was presentable and sat down on the bed, knowing that sooner or later Ganondorf would come to the study to check on him.

Then they would speak of the goings on of the world. Of course, that happened very soon.

"Wind Mage Vaati, if I may have a moment of your time?" this was Ganondorf, peeking his head in the door of the study. He looked worried and old, his hair silvering.

"Ask any questions you'd like to ask."

"Is there a creature on the side of good like me? Powerful, chaotic, and without good planning skills?" asked Ganondorf, closing the door behind him and taking a seat at his desk. "He's asking that? Hmmm..." Vaati blinked a few times, thinking of who is could possibly be.

"Perhaps one of the two demigods from Termina. But they were sealed into masks long ago," he surmised, fiddling with a piece of hair subconsciously. Ganondorf merely stared at him, brow creased with what seemed to be confusion. Vaati stepped toward the window in caution, the red gem on his hat glinting.

"Demigods? How have I not heard of them?" was Ganondorf's next question. Vaati sighed with relief.

"They dislike attention. One was Majora, neutral, no more than a tool, but she was killed by an alliance of Onigami and the Hero of Time. Onigami is the survivor, and his mask remains with Link's bloodline at all times. I would really hate to have to fight HIM, I saw what was left of Majora..." he elaborated, drawing up the image in his mind of the ferocious man, tattooed and freakishly tall, with silver hair. Of course, he only looked like Link because he was using the hero's body... Vaati was pulled out of his thoughts by a gentle rise of power within him.

"What the..." apparently, Ganondorf felt it too. Vaati's thoughts turned to his tower, and the shadow he had left alone within...

"Oh, I'm sorry Ganondorf, I have to go check my tower... see what Shadow is up to..." "And it better not be anything stupid..." He added silently. As Ganondorf nodded his consent, puzzled, he leaped gracefully out the window, letting the swift desert winds catch him and transport him to the top of his tower, the best landing spot in the whole building.

He did not know what he would find when he got there.

SHADOW

"See, it's actually better to put the pieces together on the ground and let them fuse before using magic to lift them into place!" in the course of the rest of the night Shadow had helped the minish craftsmen finish their job of putting the mirror back together, something which they were very grateful for. Apparently, it had been their gift to Vaati after he generously fixed several windmills for them.

"Doesn't really sound like Vaati, but maybe he's like I am now?" Shadow thought, his now somewhat purple eyes glittering with interest. The mirror, far from radiating a sickening darkness, now had a soft, embracing shady feel to it's dark light. As the minish left, Shadow decided to have a test run.

"Dark mirror, show me what I looked like just before I died, after you were shattered..." he said, placing a hand on the warm glass. It shimmered, and an image he did not recognize at first popped up.

There stood the four links, in color, with a wide range of emotion. He saw Red's confusion, Green's blankness, Blue's stoic frown, and Vio's tears. But he did not recognize the fifth figure, illuminated in a pool of light. White clothing, silver hair, and glacial blue eyes were the immediate differences. But then he realized...

It was him...

And Vaati then walked in the room.

"Shadow... what are you doing in here... is that the Dark Mirror?!?"