A/N) So I felt this chapter was necessary. To understand the why, and the how. Sorry for the lemon scented part, but it was necessary. Thanks so much to my friend Kikky Chan for helping me write this part up. I hope you guys love it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Sorry it's a shorter than normal chapter, but as I said before completely felt necessary! Please enjoy this next chapter.
He lay there cold, battered, and bruised. It felt like death was creeping up his spine and would send him into sweet oblivion. The hero had bested him, he was defeated. Hopefully,death would claim him before his master did.
Of course he wasn't that lucky. A dark malicious voice rang from behind him "You have failed my pet! The Hero now has the new weapon and is one step closer. And I made you to be his shadow, to be better. You failed me!" The evil king grabbed him by his throat and slammed his back into the dead tree behind him. He could not struggle, his body was so weak from the battle. All he could do was whine and hope death was as fast as it was painful. He heard a peculiar noise and his red eyes fluttered open as a dark colored fairy encircled his body. Wounds knitted together, and his energy returned. The evil king released his throat and he dropped to the floor.
"I sense my impending imprisonment" the king began "but I have plans for you. Turn into the Heros shadow, the princess will return the hero back in time. I want you to go with him to retain this memory. Once you return begin building an army. Recruit monsters and hide them in this temple. In 6 years move quietly and hidden to the shadow temple in Kakariko village. Dumber weaker monsters will break away, breed, and terrorize,Hyrule field." The evil king handed the Shadow a bottle filled with something golden. Not quite a liquid, but not solid either. "When you reach the heart of the temple pour this into the liquid surrounding the area, and tell the monsters to step into it. Soon a whole new breed of monsters will be at your command. Bulbins, and creatures I call Dark Knights. They will double in strength and numbers. Return to the temple, kill the hero, pull out the sword and release me. Together we will once again rule Hyrule!" The king laughed a dark, evil laugh.
The shadow nodded, and no one ever knew he became the Heros shadow after he left the water temple.
And now after a trip to the past and seven years later, the Shadow had the fool proof plan in action. The hero would be on his way to The Shadow Temple. And the shadow, Dark he preferred to be called waited.
He knew the hero would come he made sure. During an attack from the despicable princesses army, one man broke free. Dark saw the opportunity for A messenger to the princess, as long as he had the will to live. He couldn't make it easy of course.
He often wondered why the evil king chose him. Most of his failed creations were sent to the gap between dimensions if the Hero didn't kill them first. Dark has failed, yet his Master showed him mercy, and even healed his wounds. He often pondered this question. The most obvious reason was he was a copy of the hero, and in theory, could break the seal of the Master Sword on his Master.
He often pondered a lot of things, life and most of all love. He had seen a young Sheikah appear to the hero on his journey. The Sheikah was gorgeous. Many nights after the Hero was asleep Dark would go and hide off to dream of the sexy lithe Sheikah. That beautiful sculpted body always caused his pants to feel painfully tight. He would free his straining erection from his tights and stroke himself as he moaned for the Sheikah imagining himself pounding into that beautiful boy. Spilling his seed as his orgasm hit filling the androgynous Sheikah to the brim, in his vivid fantasies. The fantasies were short lived, the Sheikah was Zelda, and now he wanted the princess dead for the deceitful act. How dare she let him fall in love with someone who didn't exist. It was the final slap to his dignity. He had begun to make a plan back then, after the evil king was defeated he was going to reveal himself to the red Eyed boy and confess his love, but at the reveal his hate and anger boiled over. Now she had to pay!
The evil king must have known the Sheikah was a fake. He realized that the shadow temple, and the power it aided to all the dark creatures, was because this, was a Sheikah burial ground. All the regrets of the shadows loomed in this place. And the only way to defeat these new hybrid creatures was with a Sheikah harnessing the power of the positive energy in this temple (if there was any) and because the princesses stupid attendant was too focused on her charge, he weakened her considerably by destroying the inside of her temple. He relished in it, knowing the Princess would weep over her weakened nurse maid. He drew out the suffering so the princess would watch her suffer the same way he himself had suffered. She would feel the pain of having someone you loved ripped away from you. There would be no Sheikah left to defeat him, and the Hero wouldn't have the correct power or stores of magic to use the Lens of Truth in order to defeat him. He was invincible and he laughed. Revenge truly was sweet.
But he didn't know, the boy he loved truly did exist, and belonged to the hero. That Sheikah did have the necessary power to defeat him, and to become a different kind of Hero.