Dark Zelda

The crowds around us all cheered, all mixed with boos and cheers. Some chanted his name, and some chanted mine. It was a interesting turn of events, for I was use to others always screaming my name in fear, never in hopes of I winning. "Now then, Marth. Let us decide once and for all, who the princess will belong to." As i spoke, I ran toward him, sword raised, ready to attack.

I could easily use my magic to win, but I wanted him to feel the humiliation of defeat. To understand that as long as I lived, he would never be in the same level as my queen. At the last second, the prince moved, dodging my blow with ease. This angered me dearly. Even if i was holding back, there was no reason for him to dodge it like it was nothing.

"Please, dear squire, there is no reason to hold back. No reason to play around. Show me the full strength that you have." He gloated, taunting me with his honey voice. My eyes brightened with arrogance, my body glowing with a purplish light.

"Alright, prince, If that is what you desire, then I shall fulfil your wish." My voice dripped with a sickly sweet tone. If my old master was there, he would clearly claim that my voice made his teeth ache. My powers spiked, showing the true strength of my power, flames curling around my feet as I rushed forward, attacking once more. I was suprised that he could block so easily. It angered me more as i continued to attack, our swords hitting one another, clashing together as we fpught to gain the upperhand.