He didn't know how long he sat there with his hands resting on top of the pommel of his father's sword, and his head resting against the hilt, wide blue eyes staring blankly at the polished blade. It had probably only been a few minutes but it felt like hours. The only thing racing through his mind was where was he? Where was his father? He couldn't be dead…could he? No…no he can't be…he-he promised that he would be okay! That he would come back! So no! He's still alive! I-I know he is! Yet no matter how many times he told himself this the lump in his throat didn't go away and neither did his unshed tears.

Still staring at his father's sword lost in thought he almost didn't hear the loud clanking footsteps that were quickly approaching his small figure. His ears twitched slightly as they registered the new sound bringing him out of his reverie just in time to see a Darknut raise its large battle axe in the air on the his father's blade. Link yelped in surprise as he rolled out of the way of the axe. Quickly getting to his feet he looked up at his enemy as it heaved its weapon out of the stone where he had once been. 'That could've been me…' he thought as he jumped back to avoid another wild swing.

'I can't keep dodging like this! I need to fight back!' with that in mind he raised his hand to get his sword only to be met with air. Gasping he turned his head to look and sure enough his weapon was gone. 'Where? Oh that's right…I left to get here in such a hurry I forgot to grab my sword,' once again dodging he got hit in the head by a stray rock that was launched by the Darknut's axe, 'and my shield...great.' Mentally face palming he turned to run since he couldn't fight only to run into his father's sword once again. His father's sword. Father's sword. Sword…a sword maybe he could…but wait this wasn't his he just couldn't, but if he didn't use it. Hearing the axe cut through the air he ducked just in time and rolled around the sword putting it in between him and the enemy. 'Well,' he thought, 'I don't have much of a choice.'

Quickly reaching out he grabbed the sword's hilt and with a mighty heave pulled it out of the stone. The Darknut, seeing that's its foe was now armed, stopped its fast advance and started to circle around his quarry, slowly getting closer. Link however was too preoccupied to notice as tried to swing the sword. 'Good goddesses why is this thing so HEAVY!' He thought as he added his right hand to the grip and gave an experimental swing which knocked him off horribly off balance due to swords, probably, superior weight and size. The Darknut seeing its chance gave out a loud and low guttural cry as it swung its axe at Link. Giving out his own cry, Link swung his own blade and managed to deflect the attack and using the sword's momentum he continued in a circle and struck the Darknut's side.

That one hit was enough as it cleaved the armor in two, letting the sunlight hit the phantom inside dispersing it immediately. Link stared at the now empty armor then back at the sword in his hands, "What…just happened?" Exasperated, Link just shook his head and lifted the sword up to rest it on his shoulder. "I'm just not going to question as to how I beat that Darknut with one hit" and with that he started to jog down the deserted halls of the ruined castle.


He must have been running and beating up bad guys for around, maybe, two hours and there was still no sign of anybody. That is unless you count the dead. Link cringed as he saw another body under what looked to have been a fallen part of the ceiling. He looked away and picked up the pace as he continued his search for any survivors, or better yet the royal family and his father. Rounding a corner he almost impaled himself on a Moblin's spear as he managed to duck just enough for it to go over his head. Said enemy gave out its version of a war cry and once again tried to skewer him though Link rolled in between its legs and got to his feet. Whirling around he took his father's sword off his shoulder and swung it at the Moblin's back creating a large gash. Not wanting to waste his time to see if he killed it, Link turned around and dashed down the hall. He was halfway to the door at the other side of the corridor when he heard the Moblin blow a long deep note into the horn it had. Not a second later tons of bokoblins swarmed the hall heading in his direction.

"Crap!" His run turned into a sprint as he raced for the door, however he was soon stopped by more that were coming from said entryway. Looking behind him he saw the other swarm coming so couldn't go back, but he couldn't move forward either. 'What do I do? I can't fight all of them. I'll die! But I can't do nothing either. Oh sweet Nayru what do I do? What do I do?!'

"AAAAAHHHH!" he screamed as a bokoblin managed to cut his arm before he brought his sword down and felled it. 'I have to get out of here, but where do I go?!' he thought as he cut down another foe. Seeing was now firmly surrounded, Link shifted his grip slightly and held the large blade behind him. Then with a loud battle cry he started around wildly as he executed a strong spin attack knocking away many of the monster forces. Stopping quickly he looked around once more for a way out and was awarded with nothing but tons of enemies and bare walls.

He was trapped and there was nothing he could but do his best to survive and fight. Looking down at the sword in his hands he felt a wave of sadness wash over him, 'this is probably what happened to dad…and now…I'm going to…' Link grit his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. 'No…I can't die here! Not like this!' he opened his eyes and glared and giving a might yell charged forward at a cluster of bokoblins and swung his father's sword. 'I'm not going to give up! Not when I still have things to do!'

However, before he could strike again the ground started to rumble and shake and became more violent each second that passed. Cracks started to appear in the stone floor and pieces of what remained of the ceiling came falling down. The monsters started to squeal in fright and made for any opening that would get them out. Link was about to do the same but the floor suddenly dipped at an angle knocking him off his feet and almost sending him off the edge into the black abyss below. Screaming he hastily pulled himself back onto partially stable ground just in time as the piece he used to be on fell away along with monsters.

Getting to his feet Link started running, as to where he didn't know as long as it was away and, dodging any falling pieces and jumping over any empty spaces. Round a corner, through a door, down some stairs, a corridor. Yelling out in panic as the floor left him again he jumped and caught the edge of the opposite side with his right hand as his left clutched the grip of his father's sword. Reaching up he tried to grab the edge with his already occupied hand, but there was no way it would work. Looking down at the gleaming weapon he grit his teeth and let a choked "I'm sorry" before letting it go and watching, the last thing he had of his father, disappear in dark.

Turning away he pulled himself up and continued on down another flight of stairs. It wasn't long until he came upon a familiar room, one he'd only been in once. Looking around the octagonal room he felt a wave of nostalgia hit him. Despite it being mostly empty this room held one very important thing that led to the start of his first adventure. This room possessed the portal to the Four Sword Sanctuary, a way to get to that place where everything started.

Another violent shake brought him out of his trance and sent him stumbling into the center of the room. Lifting his head off the ground he once again looked around but there was nowhere else to go but the way he came and he didn't know how to use the portal. Hearing loud cracking sounds he looked up and saw many little fissures begin to form overhead. 'It's going to cave in on me!' he flinched as one large section right above seemed to sink slightly. 'Oh goddesses please no!' it sank lower, 'Dear Farore please no!' then broke free. He screamed and curled up where he was with his arms covering his face as the roof rushed towards him, and right before he was smashed the portal lit up. Before he knew it the sounds of crushing stone and shaking earth disappeared along with his breath as he landed on the ground.

Gasping to reclaim his stolen breath he wearily gathered his arms underneath him and, after a couple of tries, pushed himself up onto his knees and lifted his head. His big blue eyes viewed his surroundings for any danger and after seeing none, at least for the moment, he sighed in relief. Looking around once again he noticed that he was no longer inside the castle or anywhere near it for that matter plus everything looked so familiar. It wasn't until he looked directly to his left that he saw it. A simple blade with a golden hilt and a beautiful emerald embedded into the pommel, all polished to a nice shine that reflected the light just so. The legendary Four Sword in all of its glory was right in front of him in its hidden sanctuary.

Link slowly got onto unsteady feet and took a few wobbly steps closer before stopping, not wanting to trip. Not that it did much good as a second later the earthquake he thought to have stopped came back. Turning every which way he saw multiple fissures starting to form in the ground that grew bigger and bigger the more they spread. Looking back in the sword's direction his heart practically stopped he noticed that the cracks were spreading towards the Four Sword ripping apart the earth as everything shook. Then he saw the stone that the blade was resting in crack slightly causing the sword to tilt to one side. It was breaking…the sword…it was in danger-his friends, the ones that weapon gave him, were in danger!

"NO!" he cried out as he started running as fast as he could. He managed to just get inside the walls when the ground heaved upwards sending him his knees. Getting back up he noticed how many other sections of the land around him were either pushed up like his own part or were sinking. Focusing back on the Four Sword he ran for it again faster this time as he saw its resting stone now had a spider web of cracks all over it. The ever shifting earth making each step harder from the last but he kept going, his only thought was save it, save the sword, save my friends, save them save them! As soon as he was close enough he jumped just barely grabbing the hilt with both hands and pulling the sword out along with him as he passed by. Just before the resting stone shattered with everything else.

Link cried out as he hit the ground none to gently and rolled dangerously close to the edge of what was now a cliff. Once again gasping for air he tried to get up to see if the sword was alright but then the world tipped and he was sent flying over the cliff with a scream. He put his feet out beneath him to try and slow himself down against the cliff side and was working until something ran into him from behind knocking him over and he went tumbling down. He cried out in pain every time he fell or hit something on his way down earning him either another cut or bruise or maybe worse.

Then his eyes shot wide open and stars burst into his vision as his head struck a rock hard and he screamed. It hurt…it hurt so much…then nothing. Everything started to fade. The pain went away and his body felt tingly all over to the point he barely felt the ground leave him as he was once again free falling. His sight was going swirling and going in and fading in and out every second, nothing was clear but he could make out the quickly approaching ground below. His hearing was muffled and could barely make out anything besides the thumping of his heart and the now constant ringing in his ears. But despite that he could hear…something. Yelling…someone was screaming something and it was getting…slightly louder. Gr…..nn…gre…..green? Is that what they were saying? Why that? Strange…that voice sounded…so familiar. Then he felt something warm and soft encircle him and a nice blue filled his vision. Someone is…hugging me…no protecting me…who? Then Link and the mysterious came to a sudden halt as they met the ground, and despite landing on them the impact force only made his headache come flaring back up. Black spots began to fill his vision and he could make a faint groan then a gasp and a voice; that oh so familiar voice.

"Gre…..sta…..ith me…."

He felt something stroke his cheek…a hand perhaps.

"Com….n….tay…me green…"

What were they saying…? Who are they? Oh wait…a face…I can kind of…see it…

"Green? Hey…ome..on….sta….ake!"

Strange. He looks…

"Hey!"

Just…

"Stay awake!"

…like…

"Green."

…...….me…

"Green!"

"Bl…ue…"

Everything went black

Secrets kept: 3


Hey guys sorry for not posting for so long but I got a huge writer's block and I just couldn't find the motivation to continue this story...until now. So yeah I hoped you guys enjoyed this chapter please read and review and if you think I could do something better don't hesitate to tell me! I want to get better so you guys can enjoy better! I will see you all next chapter!

~Peace