I smiled faintly at the infant, wiggling a finger in front of his face. I love those who can't talk back! The smile faded quickly as realization hit me. I had no idea how to raise a child. I didn't know how to keep the boy hidden away. My brows knitted, it was such an odd and sudden thought.

Who was he hiding the child from? Demise? I shouldn't care if Demise beheaded him or not… But it wasn't the same now, he was just a baby. Not some annoying teen that keeps putting his nose in the wrong place! It was okay before; the teen knew what he was getting into. Yet now… he didn't even know left from right.

He's quite cute like this… I tickle at his side. He gives me this odd stare, having no reaction. I feel slightly awkward and drop my hand. I guess he's just too young. Or maybe it's because he looks so darn tired. He grabbed my finger with all his might and pulled it towards his mouth. Slowly he began to gum my finger; putting himself to sleep within minutes.

A few moments went by before I slipped my finger from his grasp. There was no way he was going to be sleeping in my quarters. I don't need him screaming in the middle of the night. Or wetting himself. Maybe the temple would do nicely. Y'know, if he were a lowlife monster. Although I'm sure he'd strive anywhere there were people…

Yet, the majority of Skyloftians had been wiped out. Zelda was of course the first to die. Then the rest were imprisoned. That was weeks ago, though; at least three. Even if he were to survive he wouldn't be able to repopulate. What was the point in protecting and housing the child? So he could kill my master and die alone?

I supposed it was still worth a shot to check it out. I squirmed off the bed and locked the door. Moblins were awfully nosy. With a snap of my fingers I was back within Demise's castle. The remains of ripped off wallpaper were seen. It was messily painted over to Demise's liking. Shockingly it contained mostly fire. Alright, maybe not too shocking. Pillars were knocked down and the dust still hung in the air. How the hell did he breathe in here?

I shook my head at his tackiness and pressed closer to the walls. I had walked the halls plenty of times to know where the dungeon was. Finally the enormous steel door engraved with the three goddess came into sight; the only thing that hadn't been touched by Demise. I placed both my hands on the doors; the chill from them running up my arms. Still I pushed on them unsure of when they'd budge. With a heave and creek they opened filling the room with the first light it had seen in days.

I shut the door behind me and the first thing that hit me was that goddess awful smell! I bent over myself covering my mouth to keep from retching right there. hsomething shift in the back. It was moving slow; cautiously.

I stepped forward feeling the corpses creak under me. Their blood was oozing out into the room casting that awful scent of rotted flesh.

"Who are you?" I jumped; the voice had caught me off guard. I was too busy glaring at my newly ruined clothes. I glanced from side to side but couldn't make out a thing. "Did they throw you in here, too? I didn't hear any yelling…" The voice was small and strained. Without seeing the speaker's face you could hear they were sick. And female.

"Shh, Kukiel!" another voice hissed in a whisper. "What if it's one of those ugly guys again to come and hurt us?"

"Sorry, Gully!" The other voice squeaked and the prison fell silent once more.

I grinned, this was far too easy. They sounded like children and at least one was a girl. I continued to move forward. Both were backed into the corner. They had created a little dome around them pushing the corpses of their loved ones away. What a pitiful sight.

The girl glanced up at me, her hair was messy; the rubber band that once held her hair together was simply hanging there now. She glanced over at her male friend and he frowned. I don't care if they didn't want me here, I just need the girl.

I held my hand out to her "Would you like to go outside?" I smiled. "A girl like you doesn't belong in here." She glanced at her friend again and shook her head.

"Not unless Gully can come!" she complained. Oh goddess, children can be so annoying. I shrugged and nodded.

"Sure, sure. He can come. But only if you make me a promise," I warned. She looked skeptical but also desperate. Like she'd do anything to get free.

"What is that?" she pressed willing to try and slowly stood up as if she didn't care about what I said she was ready to go. Right now. Gully didn't seem to view things the same way. He wasn't moving until I told them what.

"Nothing much, you just have to help me take care of the little baby. You will live in a cabin out in Faron woods. I'll provide you food and such." Her stomach growled and she passed a glance to Gully once more. I was getting irritated with their little silent conversations but did my best to hide it.

I believe she caught my vibe of impatience because she pulled Gully up in a hurry. They reeked horribly. I smiled faintly. "Is there anyone else here?" I questioned innocently. I just wanted to know if there'd be any loud mouths I'd have to take care of.

"No…" She glanced downwards and I noticed I had hit a sensitive spot. Oops. Gully gave me one more scowl before I tugged them into one arm and with a snap of my fingers returned to my dorm. They glanced around, a glimmer of hope flashing in their eyes.

"Don't touch anything," I warned, "you smell awful and you won't be tainting anything of mine." They gave me a sheepish grin and I looked towards the bed to still see Link asleep. Good, everything was going according to plan.

How odd, isn't it? Restoring the one thing I was set out to destroy. I was practically a god. And that alone sent shivers up my spine. Yes, everything was according to plan.