Twisted Heroes

Act 10 - Welcome Back to Hell

The day arrived as D-Link awoke, the ominous clouds still hiding the sunrise as he glanced over at Pittoo, who was still fast asleep. Slowly, he leaned down and planted a kiss on the resting Pittoo's lips.

His eyes opened as he awoke, a sleepy smile on his face. "I think I liked that 'good morning'..."

He wore a smirk as he said, "Good fucking morning, Pittoo..."

"Oh. We're back to that, now, huh? Good fucking morning," here he paused and captured the silver haired boy in another kiss, a quick, simple, cute peck before pulling back and adding, "to you, too."

Their moment was spoiled by something, or someone rather foul. "And what, pray tell, is this...?" D-Link's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth slightly agape. How... the fuck. and- why... is He here!? "You...!?"

"And... it begins. Can't we have a day where something doesn't go wry? No? Alrighty then," sassed Pittoo in an annoyed way.

The king of the Gerudos gave a sneering, booming laugh before voicing, "...You should not have taken my... mercy so, lightly, angel..."

"Lightly? Heh! I don't exactly listen to dicks, sorry. My bad. Did I offend you, your majesty?" he laughed with a smirk.

"And you, Dark Link..." Ganondorf began, ignoring Pittoo's smack talk, it was insignificant in the scheme of things anyway, "...are a fool. Did you not understand what I have told you before...?" The addressed just glared silently at the evil king, his mouth curled into a snarl.

The avian whose wings shimmered blue in some lighting let a growling sort of noise rip from his throat as he stood protectively beside the one he liked, thinking of something witty to say but drawing a blank. Instead, he settled with, "You ass..."

"You will never have friends... And... you will never love," he reprimanded, his voice low, cold, and hostile as he struck, sending his evil magic straight for the dark angel's most vulnerable point... his wings.

His eyes widened as he felt the flames begin to engulf his feathers. A single cry tore from his mouth as he collapsed, immediately falling unconscious. His wings were only mere remnants of the glory they once were... reduced to few scattered feathers along a thin, charred, delicate membrane...

D-Link's legs were like jell-o as they wobbled before finally giving in, slinking to his knees, a jarring scream echoing throughout the canyon. No... No... not again.. not again...! Pittoo! Noooo! PITTOO! Tears slowly began to roll down his cheeks as he stared, numbly, at what he believed was the corpse of someone who he felt close to. First, it was Link... Now, it was one special to him. Ganondorf had cruelly stolen from him everyone he ever cared about... and it was too much to take. In his head, he was an incoherent mess as a blank gaze passed to the ground while he began to shake. The king of the Gerudos, however, would not give him a break; Dark Link had to learn. He dragged the dark Hylian over to what seemed like, the lifeless body of his dear Pittoo, ensuring he committed to memory what happens to anyone he tries to get close to. "None shall ever care for you, because those who do... shall suffer death." Those emotionless words burned themselves into D-Link's mind, a taunting echo reverberating throughout.

'Pittoo... d-don't leave... please...'

'I won't if I can help it, D-Link, promise. Don't worry.'

I'm sorry... D-Link...