I know, I know. An updating spree—crazy. But I'm inspired, so...let's pick up in the Twilight Realm!
As Link waits in the Gerudo Desert, hoping for Midna's return; Midna splits up from Tetra and races back to her body in the palace, hoping Dark won't catch her.
(Quick side note: In math-terms...Midna's SPIRIT is about 95% Hylian as of now. The Hylian Light power inside of her has pretty much wiped out the Twili part of her. Her body, however, is still completely Twili. Which isn't a pleasant feeling for her.)
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Everything Tetra had said suddenly made a whole hell of a lot of sense.
Whispers and fragments of memories back to me—Tetra speaking to me. "Your Shadow Magic is getting weak...perhaps you will soon have to choose."
I hadn't realized how much of a strain had been put on me—the fact that my soul was very nearly completely Hylian was tearing me in two. As I slipped back into my body, consciousness came back to me slowly. Sickness filled me—a nearly pure Hylian soul inside of a Twili body...it was awful to endure. Hylian and Twili were not physically compatible. I realized how little Twili was inside of my spirit—my Twili magic would not do any damage any more—and with that, my eyes shot open.
Pain was everywhere—pain was everything. I was so weak. My body ached in ways I had not known possible—inside, I felt the strength and foreign feeling of my newly awakened Hylian soul—but physically, I was so sick.
A lurching gasp convulsed my body.
"My Lord!" The voice belonged to Abby, that bitch of a blacksmith that Dark had hired to watch over me. I silently snorted in amusement of the irony—Abby had knocked me out and allowed my Hylian spirit to awaken, to allow the Hylian power inside of me to nearly fully extend. "Your Midna has awakened."
"Very good, Abby. You may leave now." I heard his lips brush hers, and I easily felt the urge to gag. Terror filled me as I heard Abby's footsteps leave, replaced by heavier footsteps. I heard the door slam, and I looked up.
Dark walked towards me, advancing like a predator. And suddenly, I understood—I was the prey.
"Did you really think you could get away with it?" Dark laughed.
My eyes went wide, and I was horror-struck. He knew.
"I saw your spirit rush to your body. You are not clever enough to fool me, my bride."
I felt sick again, and my stomach lurched. "You worthless fuck!" My voice was harsh, yet quiet. So very weak. "I will never marry you."
"Give me the mirror shards, my Midna," He purred.
"I don't have them, my dumb bastard," I countered. I tried to stand, but I couldn't. I was so weak, so fragile. If he hit me, I couldn't stop him. Perhaps I could try and use my Light Magic—I wasn't sure how it would work, channeling light magic through my Twili form...
Dark pursed his lips, sensing the truth to my words. He snapped his fingers, and a mirror appeared in his hands. "Look at your reflection. Whatever you did in your spirit form, it's transformed you back to your normal self."
He was right. I looked in the mirror, and saw my body back to its fully Twili state. So that's why it hurt so much—my body was no longer split. Even in the reflection, I looked slightly ill. "Why would that even matter to you, you turd?"
"Oh, because it means I can marry you again. In public, for all of my people to see."
"They are my people and they always will be. Don't fool yourself, your ego is already too big."
Dark chuckled. "Your magical Twilight aura is so very weak, Midna. You couldn't fight me now if you tried."
Obviously, he didn't sense my Light Powers.
"Are you planning on attacking me?"
"You did go off without permission. I think that deserves some form of punishment." He smirked at me, and he winked. I wasn't expecting him to hit me, but he did. Dark struck me so hard that a brittle sob escaped my lungs, and I fell to the floor. The blow felt much worse than it should have.
I got up again, though—I couldn't let him hurt me. I weakly started to crawl away.
Dark grabbed me by my hair and I yelped. I felt so defenseless and broken again, forgetting all about the powers I had inside of me. I struggled feebly and I suddenly had an idea—panicking, I let a scream pierce the air. Dark winced, but smirked, and crushed his lips to mine.
Struggling more fiercely than ever to get myself away from the fucker, I delivered a well-placed kick to his crotch. He jumped back in pain, growling as he did.
"My Midna, that simply wasn't nice." His voice was so mocking and haunting, it made me sick. I tried to channel my Hylian Light magic, but my body protested heavily. Dark snapped a spell and levitated me up to the ceiling, grinning all the way. I shot a beam of Shadow magic at him, but it was so pathetically weak. When it hit him, it ran straight through him—like a passing breeze.
Dark laughed and dropped me.
The floor hit me hard, and my stomach lurched. I vomited and tried to crawl away.
He kicked me in the side, and anger flared inside of me. I would not be degraded like I was some sort of dog. No, I was better than that.
So much better than that.
I felt the power surge inside of me, and another scream flew past my lungs. It was loud and effective—I heard the glass of my window ringing—and Dark flew back in shock.
Wherever you are, Tetra, I hope you heard that. The thought was more of a prayer than anything else.
"Do you really plan to fight, Midna? This is not a fight that you are able to win." Dark shot a beam of magic at me and he cringed. "Perhaps you need to reconsider your reasoning, my beauty. Why are you fighting so much?"
"Because you are a sick and perverted bastard, and you're no better than King Fish Face—" I grinned bitterly at Link's old nickname for Zant, "Also known as the fallen usurper, Zant."
"And yet your people do not seem to think so. And you have been appointed to marry me. It is our throne to share—will you be the one to disobey your people, Midna?" Dark smirked at me, and I tried to drag myself to my feet. Oh, yes, I would fight. I would fight him to the death. Anger and confidence flared inside of me-
A knock on the door cut our fight short. "Prince Dark, there is a man here who claims his fleet was robbed!"
A very bad word ran through my head as the guard at the door spoke. The guard nervously eyed me, on the floor, and his face became flustered. "I am sorry to have interrupted," He noted.
Dark grinned wickedly and I gagged. He nodded at the guard, "I am coming, I shall speak with the victim of the robbery." Dark pulled me to my feet and "adoringly" messed with my hair. "Get some rest, my dear." He pressed his lips to mine and I quickly kneed him in the crotch once again.
"Careful, darling," Repulsion caused my voice to shake. "Because if I have to keep kicking you, you won't be carrying on the bloodline to any children."
Dark rolled his eyes and left the room. As soon as the door was shut, I bit my lip and let blood wash out the taste of his mouth on mine. A slight panic filled me—I knew that the victim of the robbery would complain about the missing mirror shards...
I gulped. Now or never, I thought. I grabbed a small, stone carved statue from my nightstand. I had to signal for Tetra's help, and quickly.
Taking one last look at the room, I hurled the stone at the window.
The glass came shattering down in an ear-piercing noise, and I heard frantic footsteps in the hallway. "My lady?"
I raced to the door and locked it, trying to signature the deadbolt with some of the shadow enery I still possessed. That could hold the guards off for a few moments—at best.
I looked frantically at the broken window. I saw no sign of Tetra—would I be able to see her, in her spiritual form?
I silently prayed for a moment, all the panicked emotions alive inside of me. I tried to tap into my Light Magic—to ready myself to fight, if it came down to that.
Then, I heard the roar of defiance in the hallway. "You cowardly bitch!" It was Dark's voice—angry, loud, and strong. I realized that I was out of time, and I looked out the window. My window of the palace was a sheer drop-off into the sky—there was no land for quite a stretch. I gulped.
"Prince Dark! Are you alright? Why do you speak lowly of Princess Midna?" The guards outside of my door—they were concerned.
"Out of my way, useless swine!"
I heard the sharp sounds of magic bolts being fired, and then thumps as bodies hit the floor.
Anger and horror filled me. I filled my lungs with air as my door started to shake, magic disbanding the lock-
Piercing screams fled from my lungs, out the window. "Help! Somebody help me!"
The door broke open.
Footsteps ran into the room.
I turned, slowly, and looked at Dark with a grim frown on my face. I had no clue where Tetra was, and I had no clue how to use my Light Magic.
"You refuse to surrender the shards to me, you coward?" Dark spat. His face was nearly demonic, and dark bolts of magic lingered on his fingertips.
"Not a chance," I grinned tightly.
And so there was only one thing left to do—fight.
Cliff hanger! Cliff hanger! Mwahaha. Please tell me what you thought of this chapter. :D