Many thanks for all reviewers. So here it is chapter 2.


For she was his saviour and for this he loved the Princess Zelda.

Saviour

chapter 2

Instinct

The silent, emotionless silver orb of the night was Link's only witness as he weaved his way through the scattered foliage and houses of Ordon village. It was now beyond midnight and most of the villagers had decided to turn in for the night-much to the children's protest. Only a few of the older members of the village had decided to stay sitting around the fire discussing meaningless affairs, little were of Link's concern, so he too had decided to call it a night.

The party, thrown in his honour, had been wondrous and exhilarating and after a year and a half it was relieving to be home. Like the breath of fresh of air he had so badly needed since his departure to save Hyrule and its Princess but it was worth it. He was gratified to finally have some normalcy once again in his life. It was a chance to loosen up and enjoy himself for it had been a while.

It was an opportunity to win back his previous life as a goat herder and finally celebrate his victory. He had saved and kingdom and it's princess; now that was definitely deserving of some recognition.

Speaking of princess, Link had begun to panic. It had been a good long hour since he last seen Zelda and after last night's meltdown; he didn't want her to be alone again. Picking up his pace greatly he started to quicken his search for the young woman. He so desperately hoped she was alright.

***

The glistening healing waters of the Ordon spring rippled gently as the graceful Princess Zelda dipped her delicate feet under the surface. She sighed as she felt relief and relaxation wash over her, forgetting the situation of only moments ago. Link was right the waters really were heavenly. She would definitely be returning to the spring in the future.

That was if she had one.

Zelda cautiously glanced over to the crumpled ball of parchment she had hurled over into the corner. The creamy plea for help glared at her tauntingly and for that the overwhelming sense of guilt rose within the princess once again.

Hyrule had only just been saved, nevertheless in the year she was gone her homeland was driven into turmoil once again. Her father, who ruled over the king before her, had been murdered...

Now the duty to rule the realm came down to her. She had pushed it away not even returning to castle town after Midna had left but to run away with Link, forgetting the obligation to her people.

And for these actions Hyrule had been thrown into a civil war. For the year she was presumed dead Hylians had been fighting Hylians for the right to rule over Hyrule since there was no heir left.

What had she done?

She had failed her kingdom once again.

She really was a worthless creature.

***

There were no lights turned on in Link's tree house and fearing for the princess' safety he planned to set out onto the path leading to the spring where he prayed he would find her, hoping that she wouldn't have gone as far as Faron Woods. From what Rusl had said to him earlier despite all his efforts monsters still roamed free, maybe not in the immense numbers they once were, but the still resided and where searching for revenge.

Revenge they would probably inflict unto the defenceless Zelda.

Link hadn't informed Zelda of the presence of the beasts still within her Kingdom. She was blissfully unaware and this made her more prone to a ferocious attack even with her Goddess given powers a surprise attack had deadly consequences.

Poor Link. Ever since he'd witnessed Hyrule's demise he had become susceptible to a more exaggerated way of thinking. He was now more pessimistic than optimistic-this was his only downfall. Without Midna he had no way of calming or reassuring himself.

On this note he clambered up the ladder, threw open the door and grabbed as many weapons he could catch a glimpse of. The turbulence of his mind suppressed his ability to think straight. In the uncontrollable pandemonium in his head arose horrific memories of bloodcurdlingly events he had witnessed.

Abhorrent images of Zelda flash ambiguously as he frantically and chaotically prepared himself for the sate he would find Zelda in.

Envisioning these events built up and every increasing vexation; Adrenalin pumped fiercely through his body he couldn't wait to hunt again. He couldn't wait to kill again.

The sight of a monster energised him. He wanted to feel the power over the creature as he sunk his broadsword deep within its disgustingly awful hide. Watch as the creature writhed and cried in pain as it left the world of the living.

Warm thick viscous blood would first trickle, then ooze, finally pour profoundly from the fatal wound.

Link could almost smell the intoxicatingly delectable liquid in his nostrils. His mouth watered at this proverbial scent.

He could almost feel the warm refreshing liquid cascading down his parched throat; revitalizing the part of him that lay dormant in him for a year and a half.

He could almost taste the soft and tender flesh of the monster as he ripped away the meat from its bones invigorating him once again.

HUNT...BLOOD...FLESH

HUNT...BLOOD...FLESH

HUNT...BLOOD...FLESH

Link could think of nothing else. The idea of feeding the beast inside overpowered the original inclination to save the princess Zelda.

He had forgotten all emotion. He was no longer human. He was an unstoppable creature whom only wanted to feed. He obliterated his morality, relying solely on instinct. No one would stand in is way and he would kill anyone who would stand in his way.

His eyes blazed crimson as a familiar but indistinguishable sensation chocked his body. Clusters of fur erupted from underneath his skin. He doubled over in unimaginable agony shifting into an extremely recognizable being.

Wolf Link had awoken once more...and was headed for Ordon spring.