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This chapter (in all honestly) isn't my best and has a lot of POV shifting, so I apologize.

Zelda's POV

"D-Dia…" I breathed out, staring at Kayleigh's mother.

Her face was slightly red and looked out of breath, her long blonde hair tousled, as if she had been running for a while considering her daughter had been missing for some time. Dia's torn expression shattered my heart while her eyes darted between Levi and I and Kayleigh—mind you Kayleigh's face still had blood streaming down it along with that sad, broken puppy dog face.

Her eyes then suddenly turned cold and glared daggers at Levi and me. "G-Get away from her you monsters!" She screeched. Her words sliced into me, hurting worse than the gashes on me from Levi. She thought I was a monster and I was not living with that title.

I spun around grabbed Levi by the neck and threw him into the wall before trotting over to Kayleigh, nudging her with my nose. "Run the first chance to get with your mom. I'll cover you."

"N-no, not without you—"

"Don't argue with me," I growled in annoyance. Abruptly Levi came behind me and pinned me to the ground, knocking the air out of me. I struggled to continue, "D-do it!"

Tears swelled in her glassy eyes, but she obeyed. Getting up and running over to her mother she grasped her hand. Kayleigh glanced back at me as my vision began blurring somewhat and Levi's jaws clamped harder around my neck, blood pouring from it. I tried to shout at her, but no words came out. It was a silent cry.

"I love you, Zel." She said quietly with an 'L' made from two fingers raised to her forehead, a weak smile playing across her lips as she did, and tugged on her mom's hand who stared at her with widened, bewildered eyes before the two hastily ran off away. Levi didn't seem to care. He had me and that was what he wanted.

The 'L' sign was an inside joke between us that started around seventh grade.

I walked slowly alongside Kayleigh through the school's narrow hallways that would fill with students between classes and after the bell rang, making it awfully crowded—and if someone disliked you a good place for them to shoulder you or slam their backpack into you while walking past. It happened a lot to us, unfortunately.

We entered the foyer, which pathetically enough, matched the size of our tiny music room. The scent of cigarette smoke assaulted us. A few smokers were in it not too long ago. It wasn't allowed, but they did it anyways because of the lack of surveillance in the school. It went from kids dragging rocks along teacher's cars in the parking lot, creating deep scratches, to others smoking weed in the soccer field.

Before we could exit the school to get some fresh air, Zant and a few other kids came into the foyer smirking and laughing. A girl who was often found trailing behind Zant like a lost puppy sent a dirty look our way before giggling as if we were some kind of joke. She raised an 'L' made from her pointer finger and thumb to her forehead. It was childish, making her look bad and definitely not us.

"Aw, I'm flattered that you love me but I don't feel that way about you, sooorry." Kayleigh said sarcastically.

The girl scoffed and kept on walking with the others, Kayleigh and I bursting out laughter as they left. I high-fived the blonde and grinned just as widely as she was proudly, if that was possible. "I love you," I said through my tears from laughing oh so hard.

Kayleigh's grin spread to an impossible length as she held up an 'L' to her forehead. "Love you too, Zel!"

I might never see her again. I might never see Link again. I might never see anyone ever again. It pained me to say it but considering the situation it was likely.

"G-get off of me!" I snarled in a hoarse, raspy tone with little oxygen.

He chuckled darkly and released my neck. My head dropped instantly to the stone, hitting off it hard. Levi quickly stomped his bulky paw down on my throat. "Stop your whining, pup." Blood oozed from my neck, staining the stone beneath me. I whinged and my ears flattened out. "This is what happens when you follow Ari. Any regrets?"

Levi tossed me aside. I hit the hard stone harshly and painfully. "N-none… no, not one at a-all."

Levi growled and snarled furiously at my response and took an intimidating step forward. I bared my teeth at him, emitting low warning sounds as I lay on the ground losing a dangerous amount of blood. "Why you pathetic little—" Levi paused and his angered expression disappeared, replaced with confusion and awe. "Impossible…"

I narrowed my eyes. I didn't know what he was talking about until I felt a tingling feeling on my paw. Struggling to see what it was, I moved my head up to peer over at it. There on the back of my paw was the triforce resonating brightly. Golden sparks emitted from my body. An odd power overwhelmed me, washing the pain away so I could get back up.

"What did I tell you before we started this fight," I sneered at the mature werewolf who was backing up slowly cowardly. "You will lose."

The sparks that were radiating from my body blasted forward like arrows, surrounded by a bright golden light, all targeting Levi. Every single one pierced through his skin, throwing him back by the impact as they did. He hit the stone with a loud crash making an indent and his blood ran from the multiple places he was shot. I cautiously walked over to him and examined him. His eyelids were open but his crimsion eyes were rolled back and his mouth was open as well, tongue hanging out and blood spilling from it. Levi was dead.

Abruptly the shining triforce faded away and the pain rushed into my body once again, causing me to drop to the ground beside the corpse of Levi. I shuddered a little. I don't know how I did it. I just did. I controlled it somehow, and the power was amazing. It was all I could think about until my vision was blurred and the agony became too much, my eyes slamming shut as I blacked out.

Ganondorf's POV

I stomped around the city in frustration and annoyance. It was never this hard to find a human out alone before to snack on where you wouldn't be seen or heard of. Whether it was some drunken man or woman stumbling along or a gang member or two, there was always someone out. But tonight was different—tonight the streets were empty.

It was an eerie and silent night except for the rumbling car engines from the main street along with the odd police or ambulance siren going off. My heavy boots clanked against the concrete beneath my feet and I ran a hand through my scraggly orange hair. I'd be going home to eat a meal fit for a human, not a werewolf, tonight at this rate.

I took a whiff every now and then, hoping to catch a human scent but there was none. Eventually, though, I did pick up on some rusty—almost stale—blood. Perhaps something rotten mixed in. I suppose whatever it was, was more interesting than this.

I followed the trail. It was faint at first, but as I got closer it got stronger and stronger. Something went down and clearly wasn't pretty. Turning around one last corner to face the source, my jaw dropped.

The narrow back street with a dead end at the back had blood smeared and splattered everywhere, even on the walls. A complete bloodbath. Two werewolves lay in their own gore on the ground, one snow white and one darkish grey. The grey one seemed to be just a corpse with his eyes wide open and tongue hanging out.

"Are they just waiting to expose us?" I grumbled with a scoff. "Having a bloodbath in a human city, that's disgraceful… I suppose I will have to be the one to clean this aisle up."

I walk over to the dead werewolf and pull a shiny metal lighter out from my back jean pocket. I examined the wolf one last time as a familiar smell came entered my nostrils. It was covered mostly by the scent of blood and gore making it almost impossible to pick up on, but I could recognize it after a mere few seconds and boy did I feel stupid for not cluing in earlier.

It was Levi, and the white one was Zelda.

"Dammit…" I grit my teeth together. I didn't know the man well, but I knew he was Kuro's closest friend.

I brought the lighter's blazing flame down upon the werewolf's fur and lit it on fire. It was the only way. It was his fault. He decided to brawl in the city. At least in the forest we could have dragged him home or somewhere to bury him.

I watched as the fire took over him. How did he even die? Surely someone assisted Zelda. Then again, if they did she wouldn't be lying here covered in blood, barely alive. I suppose I should carry out his mission for him.

I went over to Zelda. She needed to be brought to Kuro. Since Zelda was alive I could channel her human form with my triforce's power and cause her body to become human again. If Levi was still breathing, I could have done the same for him.

I pressed two fingers up against her heart, the back of my hand with a resonating triforce upon it. With magic I shifted her back into the blonde human form of hers which was unfortunately just as bloody. She remained unconscious and sprawled out. Her right hand had a triforce pulsing on it as well, reacting to mine.

I carried the girl in my arms, making sure I took the emptier ways out of the city to Kuro's hideout.

"The last piece of the triforce," I watched as her triforce faded off her hand. "Is ours."

Link's POV

My head. Oh, my dear head. I rubbed it endlessly, hoping it would make it feel better but it sure as hell didn't help. I probably had some kind of brain damage from the earlier attack. I was surprised I wasn't out for over a year.

Zant and Atick were asleep in their cell. Atick was sprawled out across the cold stone floor, using Zant's leg as a pillow. Zant himself leaned against the wall and his head had fallen to the side. Not like there was anything else to do than ramble on to each other or sleep. And having a friendly conversation with Zant did not happen too often let me tell you.

I hear the all too familiar sound of the steel dungeon door slam, followed by the clanking of clunky boots. It made me hang my head back in annoyance. The person was heavy—heavy enough to make it sound as if they were stamping their feet angrily as they walked. They came into view, and I quickly recognized them as the one and only asshole, Ganondorf. Slung over his shoulder was a bloodied body of some girl who looked like she should be buried rather than thrown in a cell. She looked dead, covered in that much blood. It was soaking through a good percentage of her clothing and smeared across her smooth skin that looked oddly familiar.

"Hey, Link, you look awful." Ganondorf mocked while unlocking my cell door.

I scoffed, "Not as bad as you, Ganondork."

Ganondorf gritted his teeth together with a huff. He entered my cell and shot me a look, warning me not to try anything like I did before. He sloppily laid the girl down on the floor. It was then that I caught the scent I knew very well—Zelda's scent. I leaned over and examined the girl closely. It was definitely my Zelda.

"Oh my goddesses," I mumbled to myself before whipping my head around to face Ganondorf and snapping, "What did you do to her!?"

"Me? I did nothing. It was all Levi." He said with a chuckle and left the cell. He slammed the door shut and locked it again. I heard him laugh darkly to himself before wandering off.

"Tell Levi he can go fuck himself!" I hollered. In response I got another heartless laugh.

I looked back over at Zelda who remained unconscious. Seeing her like this made my heart ache. As if it were ripped into a million little pieces, stomped on, and then thrown into a pit of fire. I reached over and pulled her to me, holding her against my chest bridal-style. The blood coming from her quickly stained me as well. But that was the least of my worries.

Zelda's POV

My eyes fluttered open to blurred images. My body ached in excruciating pain and failed to cease. I rubbed at my eyes, yet my vision never cleared. Something would have to heal first, I guess. I felt heat radiating off whatever I was laying on and cherished it. My body was having a hard time keeping the warmth in, though, it seemed considering I was somewhat cold still. I shivered and an arm tightened around me.

I blinked and moved my head a little upwards. It hurt to move any bone or muscle, I learned then. I glanced up to see a blurred person. I narrowed my eyes but it didn't help at all. The person remained blurry and distorted.

I lowered my head back down with a grunt. I inhaled sharply. A voice sighed, "She really got beat up bad." I recognized it as Atick.

"I can't believe Levi did that to her." Zant spoke up.

Atick snorted in disbelief. Apparently he thought Levi would. He was the smart one, then."Oi, Zelda, can you talk?"

Their voices were quiet but I could still make them out. "Y…yeah," I mumbled.

"Thank the goddesses," I hear Link say. His voice was louder, and came from the body holding me. "I thought you weren't even going to wake up…"

"L-Link?" I breathed, struggling to move up some to reach his blurry face.

"Don't move." Link instructed. I leaned my head back against his chest obediently, but raised my hand up to his face despite the pain and felt the soft skin on his cheek. My hand was shaky but I missed being able to feel his smooth skin. Link noticed and put his hand on mine, taking it and setting it down. He chuckled lightly and kissed the top of my head affectionately. "It's gonna be okay."

"Mmhmm…" I closed my eyes.

"Don't get too cozy," Atick grumbled in an annoyed tone, "It's only a matter of time until the guards make their rounds."

Zant scoffed. "They'll probably taser you to piss Link off. No offense to Link, but the guards hate his guts."

"I know that." Link muttered.

Sheik's POV

I raked at the ground with my claws in frustration. Ari, in his human form, was discussing the situation we were in with an old friend of his. The pale man who was in his twenties like Ari slouched over with fists shoved in his leather jacket. His baggy blue jeans were ripped and torn with the odd stain of blood or dirt on them.

His name was Dampé and was a skillful tracker mature werewolf. Apparently, good enough to track down Zelda and Link. I wish they'd hurry the hell up and figure out some plan already. I've been standing here with them in the middle of the woods pawing at the ground in boredom for at least a half an hour now.

"Sheik!" Ari called. I peered out at him and the tracker werewolf who was eyeing my werewolf body. Ari waggled a finger, signalling me to come. I obeyed and trotted over to the two. Ari turned to Dampé, "This is Sheik. He's a Sheikah tribe descendant."

The man grinned. It was kind of a creepy ghostly grin that spooked me out slightly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Sheik."

I nodded lightly and hastily got to the conclusion. "Ari do we have a plan yet?"

"Yes, Dampé knows the whereabouts of Kuro's hideout. He'll take us there and track down Zelda and Link." Ari explained and held up a shirt belonging to Link. "He can use this to get Link's scent. And you know what we always said—where there's a Link, there's a Zelda."

*For those of you who don't know, 'Oi' is a slang way of saying 'Hey' in Japanese

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