Rated M to be safe.. hints the chapter title! A little piece of useless information: I have yet to ever use the megaton hammer thing on Dark Link. I'm a hardcore Ocarina of Time fan, but I wasn't even aware that was the recommended tool until not too long ago. I still haven't tried it yet, either. I'm so use to just spamming Din's Fire. XD But I'm in the Water Temple again for probably my billionth play through. I'll have to give it a try once I reach Dark Link. Now on to the story!


The Legend of Dark

Chapter 2
Blood

It was the very next thing I saw. The water below us was mixing with it. Bright red, sticky, and warm. How do I know it's warm? I don't understand. My mind plays back the situation, and then I think it is real so I try to change it. But it's not, and I can't seem to move. It's already too late. I was running at him, so confidant that I had won. So ready to finally escape my prison. But then he turns, swinging a weapon I didn't even realize he had. It almost looks like some sort of hammer. How do I know this though? Because he got it somewhere deep within Death Mountain. Why do I know this? I knew the moment I saw it that it packed a lot of power. Strength I would never be able to match. I started to doubt myself, but I know that was not the reason for my failure. My weapon flies out of my hand, and before it even hits the ground, the blonde-haired boy continues his turn and swings his blade, following right behind the weapon that disarmed me. Damn.. he must have pretended he couldn't see me..

All this races through my mind, and then the pain hits me. This is my blood. It is warm because it is on my body. It hurts because it's on my chest. It's far worse than any of the shallow cuts we managed to give each other so far. I fall to one knee and cough once as I look down, pressing a hand against the wound that soon causes my skin to stain crimson. When I look back up, that damned boy is still standing it front of me, pointing at my neck with his stupid sword. For a moment he just stares, studying my face with his bright blue eyes that seem troubled. Just what are you thinking, Hero?

"The Master Sword isn't reacting!" How does he put up with that voice? The teen nods, showing he understands this but judging by the look on his face, it only confuses him further. It confuses me too, and I ironically mirror his expression. Reacting to what? And what the hell is he waiting for? I'm not armed and the pain in my chest seems to be keeping me from standing. So stop staring and just finish me so you can leave, boy! You've won. I.. I lost.. As if that thought alone triggers something, I hear a strange noise. I know it, I've heard it twice now. I blink, but Link is no longer in front of me. Wait, he's leaving?! I panic; don't leave while I'm alive! I wont be trapped here again!

"Wait!" My voice startles us both. My heart is racing and without remembering how I did so, I find myself on my feet. Just when I think he'll give up and leave, I push my voice again. "You.. c-can't." I take a shaky step forward, and this time he is the one to mirror me, taking a step forward as well. What's with that look? Why does he seem concerned? I fall back to my knees, and this time he rushes towards me. "You.. can't.."

"Drink this.." His voice is like mine.. but softer.. I could fall asleep to it, probably. Although I could fall asleep to anything here soon. I'm losing too much blood. I take a vial from his hands and barely pay attention to its odd red color. I do, however, notice the taste, which causes me to nearly cough my own lungs out. Link just chuckles a bit, but before I can accuse him of poisoning me, I notice that my chest doesn't hurt anymore and I feel stronger than before. Did he just.. heal me..?

"Why..?" He stares at me for a while, perhaps he is wondering just what I am. I wouldn't even know how to answer that. Link, however, seems to have all the answers. "Because you aren't evil." I'm not? I thought I was his darker side. Didn't I just try to kill him? I'm still thinking about all this when he gets up to leave.

"No!" Link turns and watches his dark copy raise from the ground.

"Why must you try to sto-"

"I will not stay here any longer!"

"What?" He tenses as I move towards him. Idiot. Does he really think I could attack him unarmed? Although I probably could. Speaking of which...

"Don't do this.." He watches me retrieve my sword, a black version of his own.

"I will not stay here any longer." I repeat. He still seems confused, so I point my sword in his direction despite the 10 or so feet distance between us. "You made me wait seven damn long years.. and I will never forgive you." What I should do is trap him here.. not kill him. Yeah. He can spend the rest of his miserable life here.

"You.. couldn't leave..?"

"Nooooo, I could leave any time I wanted! I had tea parties will Lord Ganondorf and frolicked through the grassy fields of Hyrule!" I say sarcastically. "Can't you tell how happy I am?!"

"You were alone, too..?"

Wait.. what? Whoa whoa whoa, I don't like where this is going. I don't need his damn pity. I need his blood. I need to see fear and pain in those pretty blue eyes of his. I run at him, catching him by surprise and giving him a gash on his shoulder that is sure to leave a nasty scar. He counters by swinging the hammer, but I dodge it this time and bash my shield against him. When he falls back, I straddle his waist and press my blade against his throat. "Kill him!" A voice echoed in my head. And I wanted to. But then..

"I'm sorry Ganon trapped you here.." he coughs. Ganon? No, he created me. Why would I blame him?

"If you wish to taste freedom, you will slay him." That's what he told me. He kept me here.. did Link know I was here? "Just shut up!" Was I telling Link or the memory? Red begins to color my black blade, acting as the evidence that his skin was pushed past its limit when pressed against his neck. Between my blood-soaked tunic and his wounded shoulder and neck, the water around our bodies was turning such a pretty color. Not like his eyes, though. It doesn't matter how much panic fills them, their color never changes. How interesting. Leaning closer, the blade bites into his skin and he closes his eyes. Aw, what a shame. I kiss over his cheek right below his left eye, then sit up with a grin that quickly fades when my cheek is introduced to his fist. The force of his punch knocked me off him, and I scramble to get up before he tackles me. And I mean full on tackles me! He ditched his own sword and now, once again, I've lost mine. He punches me again, splitting my lip to reveal my own blood, but on his third try I catch his hand and give it harsh twist. Snap! He cries out in pain and I use this moment to roll us over.

Yet again, I sit over him and glare into his pretty eyes. My hands have a firm grip on his neck, pressing down to cut off his air supply while his blood seeps between my fingers. I think I am winning, but the damn boy just doesn't know when to give up! His good hand reaches up and grabs my hat along with a fist full of hair, giving it a good yank to the side. We roll but he doesn't dare let go. I swear my scalp is on fire! No, that can't be, because now my head is under water. There is probably less than six inches of water on this Illusion's excuse for a floor. But it's plenty enough for me to get a mouth full. I panic and try to rip his hand away, not caring if my hair goes with it, but it doesn't budge. My lungs ache for air, and I feel myself getting dizzy as I deny it to them. Then he lifts my head, and when I try to take in a breath of air, he slams it back down into the floor. Everything is getting blurring and it's not just from the water. How ironic.. it was the very first thing I saw. Will it really be the last?


Oh ho ho, Dark's in some deep shit now xD Don't forget to tell me what you think. :)