Sorry for the later updates, since Pokemon Go has come out I've been busy. More exercise and less writing. Again, sorry, will make sure to update at least twice a week and more if I have the time. Thanks for understanding! :)

It only took a few hours for Volga to make it to the camp. Flying was much faster than any other form of transport. With a thud, the dragon landed on the ashy ground near one of the tents. He could hear the troops walking in and out the barracks tent, collecting weapons in preparation for the battle.

As fitted for a dragon, the battle was to take place nearby a volcano on Death Mountain. This volcanic mountain made Volga think back to his home in Dragon Roost Island. Before Cia had come seeking the knight, he had lived in harmony with the people of the island, only rampaging once when he was possessed by another evil. He had had a large monster, gripping his tail. This has cases the beast a lot of pain. Because of this, he lost control and began rampaging. But a hero had saved him back then from destroying the island with his rage. Link reminded the dragon of that hero. He had worn a green tunic and hat as well. He was younger than Link, however, at the time of the event.

Transforming back, Volga walked towards the commander's tent. Another map lay on the table in the centre of the tent. On the map was pins identifying the location of where the portal was to be opened. It also showed the enemy camps and where they would likely start their attack.

Why did the puny humans have to get in the way of their plans? The dragon knew what he was doing was unleashing more evil upon the world, but he couldn't help it. While under Cia's control, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow orders. He wasn't completely sure what power he was yet unleashing but he had a feeling that if they weren't stopped, he would soon find out.

"Are the troops prepared to head into battle?" Asked Volga.

The commander Skulchild looked at him as he entered the tent. Then nodded.

"Yes, sir. They are collecting armour and weapons and then we shall be ready to assault enemy base."

"Good. I want a large group of soldiers assaulting each base. And an even larger force protecting the area surrounding me as I open the portal."

"Yes, sir. I will dispatch the troops under your command." The captain said, his left hand reaching to meet his head in a salute.

If there was one thing Volga was good at, it was battle. He knew strategies that would catch his enemies off guard. As long as his troops played their part and defended while being offensive, he knew they would be successful. Not to say he never lost a battle, but it wasn't often. Maybe that's why Cia wanted him under her control. Both for his power and strategies in battle.

Link

Volga and Link held hands. It was a bright sunny day and they were enjoying their freedom. Yes, freedom. Cia had been defeated along with whatever dark force had possessed her. Volga was free. Link had never felt so content in his life. The hero rested his head on the dragon's arm, taking in his sweet, masculine smell and his warmth.

"Volga?"

"Yes, boy?"

"I love you."

"I love you to-"

Out of nowhere a beam of energy came crashing down, nearly hitting them. They had managed to jump out the way just in time. Emerging from the dust and mud was a tall, muscular figure. He had red, tightly curled hair, tied back with golden pins, yet he had a mane reaching half way down his back of ruby hair. His Amber eyes glared down at them as his towering form loomed over them.

"What the hell! Who are you?" Link exclaimed.

The figure's eyes pierced into the boy, he cackling gently. Clearly amused at his courage. Raising his hand, a dark ball of energy began forming, aimed at Link.

"Link! Move!" Screamed Volga.

But it was too late, Link was frozen with confusion and fear. Before he could move out the way, the dark ball came soaring towards him, hitting him square in the stomach.

Link woke up with a start, gasping for breath. How long had he been asleep? And what the fuck had his dream been about? Who was that man and why had he attacked Link? There was something about the way he had looked at the boy. As if he recognised him. Link had no idea who the beast of a man was and was glad it was just a dream.

Cia

"My Lord."

Her master was speaking to her once again. He often did this. He was stuck in a void between this world and another. Cia and her minions were opening portals in order to free him, allowing his terror to rein upon Hyrule.

"Cia.. Are preparations with the dragon complete?"

"Yes, master. The knight has set off to open the portal of Death Moutains and Girahim has entered the Sealed Grounds in order to open the portal located there."

"Excellent. Just those two portals needed to be opened and I will be free at last."

Cia smirked at this. Before Cia was under the possession of her master. She had viewed the world through an orb. His soul had captured her eye, glowing immensely. This had been her mistake. By staring too far into this dark soul, he had infiltrated her thoughts and his dark power seeped into her body. This caused her to be under his control. Part of her liked being controlled by the darkness. It made her feel like she had a purpose. But her other half begged to be freed.

That part of the sorceress, however, was drowned out by her dark side as it was much stronger, being influenced by the dark soul.

"Yes. I cannot wait, master."

And with that his presence disappeared. Being trapped in the void meant he was weakened. Because of this, her Lord could only talk through her every now and then, and not for long. But the previous portals successfully being opened meant he had strengthened. Soon his power would be unleashed and Cia would be greatly rewarded.

Volga

Link.. The dragon clutched his side. He had been wounded. Normally his enemies barely landed a hit on the knight, especially not a fatal blow. But his yearning for Link had gotten the better of him. While Volga was swiping at a group in front of him, he hadn't noticed the soldier sneaking up on him. By the time he had caught the man's scent, it was too late. He just about managed to roll to the side, making the fatal blow reduce to just a scratch. Or so he thought.

The troops had been fighting for weeks now, holding their position in the mountains. Volga had only begun his fight two days ago. Looking down, his hands were coated with blood. The dragon growled to himself, cursing his stupidity.

The soldier lunged forward, an attempted blow to the dragon's stomach or heart. Swiftly the beast rolled out the way, resulting in a blow to his side instead. He growled. The dragon got up from the volcanic floor and drew in a deep breath. Letting out his rage, his dragon fire hurled from his lips and hit the soldier. Upon striking the whelp of a man, the body was burnt to a crisp. His blackened form crumbling to the floor. Volga smirked, that would show him.

Volga regretted his lack of concentration now as he gazed upon his wound. It was larger than he had thought for such a small knife. The edges of its opening were an odd colour. Poison. The coward had poisoned his dagger before sneaking up on the dragon. This made Volga furious. What sort of whelp sneaks up on the enemy, especially with a poisoned weapon?! It was a low move to make, lacking any honour. The dragon's movement caused his wound to spike with pain once more. Already the poison had made its way in to his system. Not knowing what form of poison was in his blood stream, Volga was unsure of how he could treat the wound.

Upon incinerating the human, Volga collapsed with pain. Why did it hurt so much? It was only a cut. He turned to face the rest of the troops he had yet to destroy. Another ball of fire escaped the dragon's mouth. Instantly killing the troops from the intense heat. He glanced around. No enemies had found him yet. In order to assess his wounds, Volga walked painfully towards a small hole in the mountain.

The small cave, hidden with a boulder in front of it, was were the dragon still resided. Among his poisoned wound, Volga had some bruises underneath his armour from where a soldier or two had attempted to stab him. He had cackled at them, his special dragon knight armour was almost as tough as his scales. There was no way they could pierce it with those puny swords. All their weapons could do was bruise his skin from the impact. He had a small cut on his cheek from a small dagger being swung weakly at him from another soldier. Volga grunted with pain. He had to make it back to their camp before he was discovered. Bandages and a red potion should patch him up long enough for him to make it to the needed location and open the portal.

Link made his way from the kitchens towards the castle gardens. It was strange, seeing such a peaceful place located in such a terrible fortress. He signed as he sat by a large oak tree. It was nice here. Tranquil. The boy could almost forget the pain he had gone through since the war began.

The hero breathed in the fresh air. Roses and tulips among other pretty flowers scattered the gardens. Hedges, which needed trimming, formed a swan. Another was shaped to look like a dragon. Link thought of Volga, he hoped the Knight was safe. He had been gone for a few days now. Link missed him greatly, it felt like months he had been away at battle. But in reality only two days had passed.

Link had avoided going anywhere near Cia. He hadn't seen the witch as the other slaves helped him hide when she was nearby. Ul and Link had become close. The other slaves weren't too sure about the boy at first but with Ul's help, they had accepted him into their ranks and looked after him. If Link needed any help finding a part of the fortress, the other slaves helped him. If Cia was seen walking in the location of the boy, they ran to find him and warned Link of her presence. This allowed the past few days to pass smoothly.

Link kept his promise to help as much as he could. Making sure the meals were well cooked and prepared. When there was a job that required a small figure, Link was called upon to help. He had helped happily, feeling content knowing he had a purpose and friends to rely on.

Despite things starting to go well for him, Link still felt uneasy about the dream he had the other day. Who was the figure? And why had it attacked him. Just thinking about it made him think about Volga. Was it just coincidence that he had dreamt about the evil being the same day Volga had left? He wasn't sure what the dream meant, it started off nice but then ended with a twist. Maybe Hylia hadn't forsaken him? Was it a warning of evil that was to come?

Before he had been captured, Link had fought Cia's forces at several different locations. With the help of Impa, the Gorons and their new ally, Midna, they had succeeded in closing the portals before Cia's minions had released the darkness. But Volga had just dispatched to open another portal. The boy signed, he was torn between the two sides. His heart yearned to support Volga but his mind knew that Volga was working for evil and needed to be stopped. Did the dream have something to do with whatever was to be released from the portals?

Link sat up with a start. Was Volga about to release more evil ion the world, without even realising it? He gasped, he needed to stop the dragon before it was too late! He didn't care about the consequences, Link got to his feet and ran to the part of the castle he knew they kept the weapons.

So, things are finally looking good for Link now, huh? I wanted to have time transition a bit faster as it was dragging on a bit with it being just one day. I think it came out well though. Can you guys figure out who the dark soul is that I mentioned? If you haven't already guessed it'll be revealed in the next few chapters! :)