Finally! That took a while, but hey, I have been just gotten TWEWY recently, and played the shit out of that, as well as suddenly having a sudden urge to play Kid Icarus: Uprising. If you remember, it was because of a sudden renewed interest in the game that this FanFic is about that this was born, and strangely, because of the sudden urge to of KI:U, I ended up making a FanFic about that series. Opps, talk about side-tracked.

Anyway...! Please tell me what you want to see! I mean, seriously people, this is going to be like ramming a horse cart into a brick wall soon! In other words, I'm not going to do more than hurt myself trying to come up with things!


Chapter 4

When Link opened his eyes, he was back in his tree house in Ordon. It was well past mid-day, so he figured he should get up. He didn't make it very far, however, before letting out a gasp of pain and lying back down. Tilting his head down to look at the source of the pain, he found bandages covering two wounds, one at the shoulder, and that other at the stomach. He didn't have time to figure out what was going on.

"Link…" Uli's voice appeared out of nowhere. Link's head jerked up to look at her. "What happened to you?"

Link glanced back at his chest. "I…" He stopped. Under normal circumstances, if he was wounded, he would rely on Rusl and his wife to patch him up. So just simply saying he was attacked was definitely not an option, nor was telling them of his late-night adventures in another Realm. The only thing that really confused him was why his wounds carried over to his other body. "I don't know."

Uli studied him for a minute, clearly aware that he was lying to her, but kept her mouth shut.

"Ah, you're finally up, huh?" Rusl approached them. "Fado went to go yell at you to get up, but then he found you lying there on your bed, bleeding to death. Gave us quite a shock. How'd you manage that?"

Link averted his eyes, not willing to answer. "I… You wouldn't believe me."

Rusl looked at the boy he had raised sadly. Then he brightened. "You were just taking on a giant horde of monsters again, weren't you? Like that one time that you arrived, covered in blood, at our doorstep not long after the children were kidnapped. Training to get to be one of Zelda's guards, eh?"

With no other way out of the situation, Link decided to just roll with the story. "Yeah, that's it. I didn't want you guys to find out. I remember your reaction when you first found out I had to travel all through the land of Hyrule to save it."

"How many were there?" Rusl asked him. "How many did you manage to slay?"

Link tried to think of a reasonable number that he could beat without the Blade of Evil's Bane. "I'd say… 20 moblins. A couple had spears, and they poked at me until I got these wounds."

Rusl chuckled. "I assume you gave them a good thrashing in the end though?"

"Well, there was a pile of bodies at the end," Link answered with a small smile.

Rusl laughed. "No one can best you, can they?"

"Nope, I'm undefeatable!" Link said proudly.

Rusl gave him a slap on his uninjured shoulder. "Even so, if you get hurt again, don't hesitate to come to us, alright?" Link nodded. "Well, we best be off. If you need anything, you're just going to have to suck it up until we get back."

"I'm blaming you if I end up dying then," Link told him with a completely serious face.

As Rusl and Uli walked away from Link's house, Uli muttered to her husband, "He's hiding something, isn't he?"

Rusl nodded sadly. "Indeed. I get the feeling that he doesn't care about the princess at all. She could keel over this very moment and after getting over the initial shock, he probably wouldn't care in the slightest. What happened? He feels so closed off now."

"Maybe it's just a phase," Uli suggested hopefully. "All teenagers are a little rough around the edges, maybe Link's just a little slow in that regard."

Rusl sighed. "I hope that's all it is."

Link stared at the ceiling, unmoving. Sadly, he had been able to hear the whole exchange. He didn't even notice that he had become closed off since he returned, but now that someone mentioned it, he had. Slowly, he rolled onto his side and curled up into a ball as best as he could without hurting himself. He closed his eyes and awaited the night to come so he could return to the Twilight Realm, where he actually felt like he belonged, as out of place as he was.

He unwillingly let out a small sob. He hardly belonged in the Light Realm, not after the shit he's gone through, but he was way too out of place to truly live in the Twilight Realm. Why did the Goddesses have to make it this difficult?

As he was anxiously awaiting the night to come, but didn't have anything to do, time passed all too slowly.

Eventually, Rusl and Uli returned to force some food down his throat, and at Link's request, spent some time keeping him company until night finally fell. When they finally left, he closed his eyes and awaited sleep.

Link woke up to find himself back in the Twilight Realm. Noticing something using his uninjured shoulder as a pillow, he tilted his head and found that it was Midna. Not that it surprised him, really. Unable to move and not able to wake her, he was once again stuck lying on a bed staring at a ceiling.

Eventually, after an unknown time had passed, the princess stirred and drowsily lifted her head off his shoulder. Seeing he had awakened, she looked away, presumably at the nearby clock that was facing at an angle that he couldn't see it, and muttered a quick good morning. Link chuckled and returned it.

Looking back at him, she asked, "How are you feeling?"

Link shrugged, at least as best as he could, replying, "I've been better after being wounded in battle."

Midna rolled her eyes. "Of course. We would always just teleport to a magical spring that would heal you before. Kind of sucks that it's not at our disposal now, but that really can't be helped."

"Yeah, that's true. Please tell me you at least have a potion lying around to get me back on my feet."

"Link, even if we did have some, I wouldn't give it to you. It's better if you heal naturally."

Link groaned. "But it's so boring doing nothing!"

"Well, you'll just have to suck it up, won't you? Seriously, everyday you'll have to listen to me complain, so at least you won't be that bored."

"Why would you be complaining?"

"Hello? One of my servants attempted to murder me!" Midna reminded him with an annoyed look on her face, gently placing a hand over her bandaged stomach.

"Oh yeah," Link muttered.

"Yeah," Midna growled. "So now I have to deal with deciding her fate, understand why she did it, figure out if she's actually from the neighboring tribe that I believe secretly wants me dead, and the list just goes on. But she's one tough nut."

"Why would anyone want you dead? Sure, you're a little snarky, but you certainly aren't Ganondorf-evil."

"You aren't involved in politics much, are you?"

Link shook his head. "I'm a ranch hand," he reminded her.

"Yes, well, to put it in a way you'll understand… Kill the leader, swoop in and steal the panicking land. Or you could just do what Ganondorf did, and kidnap the princess, force the land to surrender, and keep the princess as a figurehead while he rules in the background."

"Honestly, why is it that hard for you leaders to just get along?" Link sighed.

"If I knew the answer, do you think I would have almost gotten killed, multiple times?" She mimicked the sigh.

There was a knock on the door. "Are you awake, Princess?"

"Yes, I am, come in," she called out.

The door opened, and a male servant walked in, carefully balancing multiple plates of food, a book, and a couple drinks. Seeing that the man wasn't going to be able to hold onto it all much longer, Midna got up and relieved some of the burden. With a small bow, he retreated from the room.

Carefully, Link sat up. "So what do have?" He asked.

"Well, I got you a book to relieve some of your boredom when I'm gone, as well as food, obviously," she explained, handing him a plate.

Link cautiously poked the Twilight Realm version of food. "This isn't animal brains or barf, right?"

Midna laughed. "No, I was very specific about having none of that in there."

Link let out a relieved sigh and started to munch on something a strange purple color. "So what's this stuff?"

"I'm not really sure," she attempted with a shrug. "I never really cared what it was. If it wasn't brains or barf, I think I'd rather not know."

"You have some weird ways of doing things," Link commented.

"Same goes for you, Light Dweller," she smirked, to which Link rolled his eyes.

Sometime later, the food had been finished, and the plates taken away. Someone called out to Midna, telling her to get her lazy ass moving, and that they have work to do. She sighed, saying, "You heard him, I have to go." She placed the book in Link's hands and left.

Link groaned. He never was the type to read, and Midna knew it, and she still brought him a book. He preferred even a child's toy to this. Regardless, he got comfortable and started to read. Most of it was just boring history of the Realm, but after a while of skipping around, he found some interesting parts, namely battles between tribes using ever advancing technology. At the very end of the book, he realized that this was the newest version of a book that would grow as long as the Realm supported the shadow dwellers. What told him it was the newest was the page that introduced it, labeled, "Zant's Invasion."

His interest finally piqued, he started to read through it, wandering how much detail was included, after all, he had done a large number of seemingly random things (most of which were a little random, but most of them were to help out people in need.) He was quickly annoyed to learn, however, that even though Midna had given the writers all of her part of the story, it was heavily changed. It didn't bother him that she left out she was turned into an imp, but they did paint Link as incredibly stupid. Though Midna did guide him around quite a bit, he only went with it to save his friends until the end of the Water Temple, at which point he started to actually really care for his companion, and she stopped being so rude, and bothered to learn his name. The book seemed to suggest that he didn't even know the layout of his own home village too. He had wandered around blindly for a bit, but in his defense, Midna had been pushing him around the place, the animals had constantly stopped him to say, "Hey, Link, when'd you become a wolf?" (How they even figured out how to translate his Hylian name to chicken language, he'll never figure out.) And there were also a couple new places to explore in his new form.

Thoroughly annoyed at the changed facts, he skimmed through the rest, finding that they joked about his tendency to help people in need. Zant's personality was changed too. At the beginning, he seemed confident, calm, and collected, overpowering the two heroes with shocking ease. In the book, he was a psycho from the very start, probably for those who knew him before he resorted to Ganondorf's power, as Midna, and even Zant himself made it seem as though he was a little off the deep end even before he got his power.

Eventually, with nothing else to do, Link started to mutter to himself everything incorrect with the facts from the invasion. "Zant didn't seem crazy to begin with, they had no right to joke about the fact that I help people in need, and I most certainly am not an idiot!"

"Of course you aren't, why are you saying that?" A voice asked. Link jumped in shock, looking up, wanting to glare at her for scaring the crap out of him, but since she had just said that he wasn't stupid, he decided against it.

"Have you seen how wrong these facts are?" Link asked, annoyed, holding the book out to her.

Midna took the book from Link's hands and skimmed through. Her eye twitched. "Good thing I left out that Zant transformed me; otherwise I probably would have looked stupid as well. I'll try and find something else for you to for the next time I have to leave." She tossed the book onto a nearby table.

"So, what'd you do while you were out?" Link asked, moving away from the subject of book.

"Talking about the attempted murder," she explained, plopping down on the bed. Link didn't complain when she used his uninjured side as a pillow again.

"And you concluded…?" Link asked.

"That we still don't understand everything to come to a safe conclusion," she muttered unhappily. "We have a decent amount of evidence to suspect that she is from the neighboring tribe, but she isn't denying or admitting it."

"She'll crack eventually," Link assured her.

"I hope so," she muttered. She shifted into a more comfortable position and promptly fell asleep. Link, though curious as to what time it actually was, and having nothing better to do, quickly followed suit.


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