Chapter Twenty
Clearing Through the Fog
"What in the gales?" the sorcerer cursed as the ray of shadow seemed to have impaled him but he was not harmed and neither was he in control of his body.
Following the ray to the source, all five were shocked to see the ray emanating out of the Hero of the Four Sword's shadow! Slowly a beautiful figure wrapped in a black cloak appeared, floating out of the shadow. Fiery red hair flew across her fair skin as she held her hands out, just touching the tips of each of her digits together that made a triangle where the ray came from.
"Midnight?" the sorcerer barely whispered.
"VAATI!" a scream boomed from the champion, taking the Four Master from its location.
The wind finally died, leaving the room very still. Without missing a beat, the hero called forth the power of his bloodline, sending his own power into the sword. The energy began from the hilt and quickly shot up to the tip of the blade. Up the hero leapt, one final time, swirling in the air. His doom imminent, Vaati just watched on in a mixture of pride and terror. A flash of the metal was the last thing the sorcerer saw before it took his head from his shoulders.
All went quiet, other than the black cloaked sorceress releasing the body of the wind mage, which fell with a thump to the floor. The four heroes panted rapidly, relieved that the battle was finally over. The sound of metal against stone rang throughout the halls as the champion couldn't hold onto the vampiric sword any longer. Once they all regained some of their strength, each Link looked confusingly at the strange woman.
"What?" she asked. Her voice was soft and melodic, yet it sounded like an echo.
"So, what's your story?" the knight countered. The sorceress smiled, knowing full well that the four has been blindingly walking through a veil of fog and this one, the knight Link, seemed to always want things cleared up and seeing his eyes aflame with ambition, she knew he hoped she had answers to their questions.
"Alright. My name is Queen Midnight Twilight, ruler of the Twili people. My friends call me Midna," she paused, seeing familiarity in the eyes of the knight.
"The Twili were banished to a realm beyond that of even the Golden Land, so I have been told," the knight stated.
"And so we were and so we thrived. Vaati and Ganondorf, when last they met, the Triforce of Power was looking for a host. It was torn between the two powerful sorcerers, that were until you, Link," she pointed to the champion and continued. "Killed Ganondorf, Vaati was than chosen to wield that power. He escaped the Four Sword prison… partly. He entered into my realm, hoping to find a way back here. It didn't take him long to find a parallel gate to this realm in my own. We, the Twili, have an altar that was connected to the pedestal of the Four Sword, and from there, he planned on returning to Hyrule. He succeeded…"
"Okay, so how did you get here?" the Hero of the Winds asked in kind.
"I wasn't finished, my energetic Link. Vaati broke the seal but I intercepted the ritual. I believe the mixture of Vaati's and my own magic is what brought you here, foreign Links. I apologize," she bowed to the three. "I followed Vaati into his shadow as I did when I walked into Link's shadow."
"Back at the castle, the presences I felt, it was you," the champion observed as was answered with a nod from the sorceress.
"That's all nice and well but can you reverse what you and Vaati have done?" the knight said, getting straight to the point.
"What do you think, Sir Link?"