A lone figure stood in the ruins of the Temple of Time. Darkness coated his figure as he stared up at the statue of the Goddess Hylia. Blood red eyes glowing in the dark of the night as wind blows through the broken walls of the temple, making his black clothing and white hair flow with it. Dark Link smirked as he remembered the times as a child he would come to the very statue and pray.

Was it for the fall of Calamity? The protection of his family? For his love to be realized? He couldn't remember anymore. Now, all that comes to his mind when he stares at the statue of the so-called protector of the realm is pure irony and hatred. The person who was supposed to stop all of this from happening was too late. The kingdom had fallen, the chosen hero was injured and put into a stasis, the princess who was supposed to be the key to saving their land had awaken her powers too late, and the trump cards, the divine beasts, had fallen and their champions were gone. The Goddess had forsaken them and he was tired of it. He allowed Calamity Ganon to consume him, to turn him what he is now because he knew that once the world was resetted, he could become the hero that Hyrule truly needs and deserves. He would build the kingdom back up and make sure nothing like that happened again.

However a single problem now stood in his way.

After one hundred years of nothing. Link finally awakens and returns to the realm of the living.

Dark Link noticed that one day that the towers that had been inactive for so long began to sprout all over Hyrule, the first one being in the Great Plateau. There was only one item Dark Link knew of that could do this and that was the Shiekah Slate, the last thing Zelda left Link before going off to hold Calamity Ganon down in the castle.

Dark Link headed straight for the Great Plateau and kept himself at a distance. Noticing the figure of the long lost hero heading to the four shrines on the Plateau. Dark Link couldn't help but let out a growl as he watches from the shadow of the mountain as he watches the so called hero. A hundred years had passed and now he decided to show up? Dark Link could help but scoff at it.

As the shadow figure watches the hero, he began to notice a few things differently than before. The hero, while still skilled in battle, took longer to register what he was doing which usually should take him no more than a second to fight a bokoblin. Link also looked like he was experiencing everything for the first time all over again. It didn't take Dark Link long to figure out that Link had lost his memories, especially after listening to his conversation with the late King of Hyrule.

A very small part of Dark Link twinged in pain, he clutched the area where his heart was and frowned a bit, wondering why after all these years, did his heart start hurting. Was it because of how Link may not remember him or the times they had as brothers? It was a possibility but Dark Link through the feeling in the deepest parts of his blackened heart, he was no longer Blue, those feelings were gone, he destroyed everything that he onced cared about. His home, his friends, his family, the Royal Guards… he literally cut every single one of them down until he had no more emotional attachments. Now the only thing he had attachment to...was Link and Zelda.

Zelda would be no issue. She has been fighting and keeping Ganon trapped in the castle for a century now, and he could tell her powers were fading. The number of monsters around was a sign that her strength fades and Ganon gets closer to breaking free from his imprisonment. Link, on the other hand, could be a problem if left alone for too long. So before Link recovers his strength.

Dark Link….Blue...will have to kill him.

The pain in his chest twinges again and he grits his teeth. Why was he feeling this pain again? Link was the reason he did all of this! He was the reason Blue lost his right as a Champion, the reason the kingdom fell, the reason he lost the woman he loved, the reason he became Dark Link!

He didn't have anymore time to think about it as he watches Link soar off of the building with his Paraglider he got from the King. After the King fade away, Dark link held up his hand and a ball of black and red energy forms in his palm. Link had no idea he was there, no one could warn him, and there was nothing he could do in the air, this was the perfect time to strike. Dark Link grinned as he aims his shot and chuckled softly.

"Time to go back to sleep Hero….Permanently." Dark Link said with hatred dripping from his tongue.

"Please stop!" a soft, womans;s voice chimed into his ear like an heavenly echo and it made his Red eyes open wide. "This isn't you, please, remember who you truly are…" The voice called out weakly.

Dark Link's body shook as the seafoam green iris and black pupil reformed in his red eyes. He remembered that voice, the voice of the person who he loved more than anything.

"Mipha!" He calls out and he turns in the direction where he heard her voice but didn't see anything, the only thing that he saw, was Lake Hylia and Zora's Domain in the distances with a dark cloud pouring down rain over the domain from Vah Ruta.

Dark Link stood there for a minute as he thought about the voice he heard but gritted his teeth. Mipha was gone, but even now, she still chose Link over him, even in death, she protects him. The pupil and iris disappear from his red eyes again and he glances over in the direction Link was, he was too far down the Plateau now for him to hit, and the direction he was heading seemed to be towards Kakariko Village, the one place he dares not venture, knowing that the people of the Village are more than capable of defeating him if they worked together. Dark Link lets out a growl before waving the dark energy in his hand away.

"Count yourself Lucky this time Link, but the next time we cross paths, I will cut your head from your body and prove who the true hero is." Dark Link said before fading into the shadows of the ruined Temple.