Chapter One: My Twisted Fairytale

A/N: A third time is a charm, right?

~64~

She was a princess.

And he was a monster.

Both roles not meant to be together; yet, still drawn to each other.

~64~


On that first day they met, Princess Zelda knew what he was. She was no fool on that. He was a monster despite how he looked almost human-like. Gray skin and black hair with only the stood out color was his red eyes. Which could— at times —hold her own lavender eyes. It would not have surprised her if he could grow wings on his back. But then again, she never felt them if he did had wings.

His back smooth and unbroken.

It was wrong, yet she continued to see him every night from that day. He would appeared from the shadows inside her room. Get on her bed to make his way toward her. Until their lips touched. It was not full of passion or a gentle press of his lips. No, it would be rough and eager.

So wrong.

Despite the rough pressed of his lips, she welcomed them each time. She loved it when he would grab her waist, pushed her down on her mattress, and moved his hands to her sides. His fingers explored her body despite the nightgown that she wore blocking his touches from really touching her bared skin.

Her warm hands, in turned, moved in slow motion from his chest to his cheeks. Felt the coldness radiating out of him. Then she would grab a fist full of his hair when she arched her back.

He was rough, but he was also a tease.

Come the next morning after, he would be gone. Vanished from her room, leaving only his traces of being there on her flesh and memory. Princess Zelda, however, did not mind at all. She could only smile and readied herself for the day until night would come again.

Tried as she might, she would questioned herself why continued on this forbidden relationship. Each time she would be alone during the hour of sunlight. That or it would spring those doubts into her mind at any moment. Why did she continued to see him at night? Why do this to herself? Did he even loved her— did she to him?

Then she would lied to herself. She would even tried to break it off with him for sure that night. Each time she would fail.

Dark Link, as he once introduced himself bitterly with a smile, was a forbidden apple. Or the whispering snake itself, coiled around the tree.


~64~

When the princess danced, waiting for her prince to come, she lured a beast from the shadows instead. Her tale, her fate changed. Such a tiny twist sent their lives down a different path.

~64~


At a young age, Zelda used to love to read and listened to fairy tales. Oh, how she remembered sighing happily at the knowledge of the princess who got her knight or prince at the end. The character living happily ever after. How naïve she realized herself to be back then!

Again, she asked herself, why she did loved that monster. How did it come to be like this? A princess, as she knew was supposed to be true, should not love a monster like the one she did. No fairy tale, as far as she knew, had anything like that. A princess and her prince, a princess and her knight, or even a princess and an adventurer.

But never, never a princess and a monster.

At her room, the princess jumped off her bed to pace around her room. Her mind buzzed of the questions and reasons to break things off. Next moment, she found it to be sunset and herself on the bed to stare up at the white ceiling. Her heart did an uncomfortable flipped inside her chest. She did wanted to be meet him again, but she knew that this game of love, or fairy tale that they lived in, could not last forever.

It would break either by her hands or by fate itself to fix the damaged their did. For surely it had be fate itself that unknowingly pulled them together.

He never came that night as she waited for him. She grew confused on that and wondered if something had happened to him. Did he forgot all about her or did he made the first moved to abandon her? That questioned hurt her even when she tried to ignore it. She slept for two hours before the sun rose.

Three nights passed in a blurred to her, and still the 'monster' did not come to her. At the hour of lunch, she played with her food with a small frowned on her expression. Three nights, three nights! How could he do that to her, she had mentally cried out.

Only did she learned the hard way that a knight, named Link, had defeated his 'shadow' in a battle. The shadow that used to work for an evil man, who himself found slayed alone in an empty room of his fortress.

The messenger did not see her shocked reaction on such news and left. Her father, the King of Hyrule, proud of the 'knight,' wanted a celebration to happen. Her stomach dropped, and her heart went to her throat. The lunch meal in front of her did not looked appealing any longer.


~64~

On the stroke of midnight, instead of a kiss from her true love, the princess received one from the monster. She wept on the sight of dawn when the monster was force away from her. On the news that her true love killed the one she wanted, she felt her heart broke rather than leapt in joy on such news.

~64~


When the day arrived of the event, he came to meet a crowd of cheerful people. For her, however, she stared at him with a blank mask in place. He appeared different with tan skin, bright blue eyes, and blonde hair. His body a fine structure that reminded her harshly of him. Just by his form alone, Zelda wanted to pounce on him. To demand on his reason for killing her love, her 'monster.'

She stayed in her place, next to her father's side, however. She collected herself as best as she could. The rage and hurt balled up and pushed to the darkest corner of her heart. In the end, she could only hope that those ugly emotions would end up gone. The 'princess' must always be happy and sweet.

She could see that Link did not come alone. No, he arrived with a red-haired woman on his side. The couple traveled in the middle of the opened crowd toward the waiting royals. When the knight turned his head to speak to the woman, she turned her sights on her. The woman looked to be almost at her age. A shy one for she blushed in perhaps in embarrassment or for the comfort while she got closer to the 'knight.'

The princess rose a slight eyebrow on that. It made her wondered in curiosity. Did her 'monster' had a different taste in women than the 'knight?'

To pass the time until they could finally reached them, Zelda tried to remember the style the fairytales would take. She could recalled one that almost fitted the one that she lived in.

A princess is kidnap so a knight sets off in an adventure to rescue her. The knight kills the monster that guards the princess. At the end, the princess and the knight fall in love and they both ride in the sunset, happily married.

She released a bitter smile on that. A handsome 'knight' killed her 'monster' and happened to have a lover already. It just left her with a heartache in the end.

No happy ending for her.

When the couple stepped in front of the two royals, the King gave a long speech. Then a handsome reward at the end. No doubt, he would have gave Zelda away to Link for keeping Hyrule safe. Zelda, being a 'princess' and so as her duty, gave him a traditional kiss on the cheek and smiled. She was half-surprised that she didn't pounced on the 'knight' at all. Even when she had stood on her tipping-toes to delivered that small kiss.

The knight was taller than she was; just like her 'monster.'

It seemed forever to her, but finally everyone left the Castle's grounds. Even the knight and his unnamed lover— maybe he did introduced her, but Zelda might have not heard him or cared. She was glad. She did not want to see him again in her life.

When she rushed to her room on the first chance, she broke down in her isolation chambers. She poured her tears onto her clutched pillow. Cried out her anger, her confusion, and most of all her sorrows. She might had landed a few good punches onto her pillow here and there to help her feel better.


~64~

The princess refused to continue on her role and to accept the fate of the monster. And so, the prince moved on and married a commoner. For the story must go on until it could closed in satisfaction of a happy ending fulfilled.

The princess, in her stubbornness, only received a bitter open ending.

~64~


It felt years, when really it only had become five days after meeting the 'knight,' that Zelda popped down on her desk a thick empty book. It laid open with its clean, smooth, yellow pages bared to her. That would soon change.

She dipped her feathery pen on the black ink. In mind, she already had a story to write down. First, she placed down a title: My Twisted Fairytale.

All throughout her childhood, many fairytales she heard and read of, yet never one of the one she was living through. So now, in perhaps to be the first to write one or to help overcome her inner grief, she would write it. A tale so opposite of the fairytale from a twist that would happened. A tale that would be so dark yet amazing to read that no one would be able to put it down.

She wrote her name underneath the title and paused. Or maybe she would just keep her tale to herself. A treasure that no one would know of until she passed away down the line.

The moonlight sneaked its way through her curtains, spilling onto her book and her form. She turned the page to started, and stilled. Her lips twitched upward. Her heart wanted to burst in happiness despite her inner mind trying to give reason not to get her hopes up.

Could it be— could it really be after all this time? Zelda could not denied that presence she felt behind her, staring at her back with patience. Yes, yes it was. It was him, alive and well again, and he came back to her.

Her 'monster.'

"Would you like to hear my story, Dark Link?" She whispered, as she was still focus down on her book. Yet a smile broke through her lips.


~64~

With the story ended, the princess found reason not to stay any longer miserable. So she ventured out of her home, her role, to search for her monster. After all this time, she still refused to believe him gone from her life. She searched and searched until she felt her own hope giving up. Then, there, behind her.

There waited her monster, wounded, but still alive.

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[Old A/N] When I first made My Twisted Fairy Tale, it was in March 12, 2013. I publish it so quickly after I finish it and, my thanks to The Legend of Derpy, fix the ending afterwards since it seem so incomplete. Will now it's much better since I fix the few errors I didn't pay attention to before and changed very few things. Other reason that I republish the story is because I plan on making a series of one-shots of Dark Zelink which the main title being My Twisted Fairy Tales. Few other stories will be fixed and upload into here.

Anyway, my other thanks to the followers, reviewers, favorites also to the old My Twisted Fairy Tale. Thank you! : )

Until next time…

~GreenFantasy64