I awoke to find myself alone in my bed. I groaned, hauling myself off the comfy mattress and picking up my robes where they lay in a pile on the floor and throwing them over my head. Banging at my door startled me, and I growled at whoever was on the other side. Where was Ganondorf? And who the hell needed to talk to me at such an ungodly hour?

"Twili!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

I recognized the voice immediately. The door swung open and a very frightened looking Shea rushed in, Akara right behind her. What happened? Shea was emotionless just yesterday! Suddenly Akara burst into tears. I grabbed Shea's arm, gripping hard enough to leave bruises.

"What is it?! What's happened?! Where is Ganondorf? Shea?" Her eyes were glassy and her blonde hair stuck out wildly from her ponytail. She shook in my grip.

"He…he is in the Light World. Zant has taken over the palace. Total darkness will soon consume the Twilight. This world will fall…" She looked over at Akara who was trembling and sobbing. "The other servants are dead…I have been released…Zant does not need me anymore …"

I began to shake, but not out of fear. Pure unadulterated rage was making my blood turn into lava. Ganondorf did not listen to me, and now my people were going to pay the price. I snarled, releasing Shea.

"Stay here. Do not come out, whatever you do. If Zant has taken total control of this world, there is a good chance the Demon Goddess will soon follow." I reached under my bed, grabbing the spellbook for the last time. I flipped to the last page, skimming the words. With any luck, Midna and the wolf-boy would arrive soon. I knew only they would be capable of destroying Zant once and for all. In the meantime, I had to stall for as long as possible.

"Girls, come here. Take this and keep it with you at all times. It will protect you." I handed Akara a moonstone with ancient runes on it. It had been given to me when I became the High Priestess of Termina. It had an ancient blessing on it, though it had been confiscated by Din when I lost my mind. I briefly wondered when I had gotten it back, but I figured now was not the time to worry about such things.

"Twili…be careful. Zant has godlike powers now. Please, don't get yourself killed." I smiled, touching Shea's cheek. Akara flung herself at me, sobbing against my shoulder.

"Please, Miss, b'careful." I hugged her tightly.

"I will. I still wield as much power as Zant, don't worry about me. Just…stay here. If something should happen…get to the Mirror of Twilight as quickly as you can. Watch out for the Demon Goddess, I'm certain she is around here somewhere." The Triforce on the back of my hand lit up. I gritted my teeth, nodding to the girls one more time before I sought out the man I wished to destroy.

I locked the door behind me with every spell I knew. Rushing down the corridor, I knew I was too late. The palace had an eerie, dark purple fog coating the ground. I stepped down into it and immediately regretted doing so. A shriek howled in my brain, making my head feel like it was going to explode. I gritted my teeth as horrible memories once again floated to the surface. This wasn't Zant's doing. Only one creature could pull those thoughts to the surface. I ran quickly across the floor, avoiding the smog as much as I could.

"Going somewhere, Sorceress?" I whirled around. An image I knew was not Zant floated behind me. His holograph laughed at my snarl, mocking everything I did.

"When I find you, Zant, I will not show mercy. Know that." I turned on heel, running as fast as I could down the hallway, desperate to get to the main chamber. When I arrived, the door was locked. I shook with anger as I realized Zant had barred the doorway between us. With a terrible surge of magic, the wall exploded in front of me. I had had enough. Zant was going to die. And I was going to kill him.