V: *hasn't yet talked the author out of the awesome set up she's created for these scenes* THAT'S A LIE!

Oh is it? *set appears*

V: DAMMIT! Fine...Twenty-six chapters edited, just one to go, thank the goddesses!

Disclaimer: see previous.

AND IT'S FINALLY ALMOST OVER! After this, I have to type the final sequence with Midna and I have a side story in mind. Like I just said, IT'S ALMOST OVER!

●The Final Battle, Part Two

Midna dragged Cal's unconscious body away from the battle area. Once again the two swordsmen circled each other, but this time there was something different.

The King of Evil lunged, sweeping his sword out. Link dodged, landing an easy hit on Ganon in the process. Midna watched in shock as she suddenly spotted the change. Ganondorf's eyes flickered around the room, while Link's stayed locked on his opponent. It was as though the concentration levels between them had switched.

Another lunge, another backslice. No wonder Ganon hadn't attacked before; the hero was not just smaller, he was faster, more agile. The dance of blades had changed, still just as terrifying, but now much more dangerous, steadily speeding up. Lunge, slash. Lunge slash. Lunge-slash…

The King of Evil kicked off from the ground, practically flying through the air, blade aimed for Link's head. Link jumped to the right, and gasped as Ganon changed direction in mid air. The hero dodged again, just before his opponent collided with him.

Burning pain shot up Link's leg. Gritting his teeth, the boy stared at his leg. The glowing sword had barely scratched him, and it felt like he'd been sliced from knee to ankle? Somewhere in the distance, Ganon was laughing. Well, this isn't good.

Cailin sat up with a small groan, lifting one hand to her head. "Wha…?"

"Glad you're awake." Midna's eyes never left the battle. "How're you feeling?"

"Shit." The Hylian girl pulled her knees to her chest and propped her chin on them. She coughed softly. "How's it going?"

"I'm not sure. Ganon's completely changed his strategy, and it looked like that gave Link the upper hand. But a minute ago, Link took a hit to the leg. Neither of them's been able to land a blow on the other since, but I think our boy's getting tired." The imp glanced at her friend out of the corner of her eye. "You got any healing spells?"

"Yeah, but I don't think there's a drop of magic left in my body," she yawned. "Sorry."

"Don't be. You helped and you survived."

The two turned their attention back to the fight.

The hero was worried. Ganon seemed to have gotten a second wind, while he himself was tiring. If this became a matter of one outlasting the other, Link knew he would lose.

Just one thing left to try…Link raised the Master Sword, and stood his ground. Ganon lunged.

The impact slid both of them towards the throne a few feet. The two swords met half way between the opponents. The blades quivered as each barer pressed on his weapon with all his strength. Link felt the swords begin to inch towards his neck. The King of Evil loomed over him, grinning.

"And so the hero falls. When you fight only for yourself, you'll find you win more often."

Link glanced over to the side. Midna was practically vibrating with tension and worry…Cal was sitting up, eyes filled with silent pleading…Somewhere in Kakariko, the children and Ilia were waiting for this adventure to finish so they could go home…He looked back to his opponent.

"You're wrong. When you fight for others, you find a strength you never knew you had." Ganon stumbled back in shock as the blades collided sharply with his chest plate. The hero darted forwards, fire in his eyes. "This one's for the kids, wrenched from their homes," Link muttered, slashing the King of Evil's right arm, "This one's for the parents, caught in worry," left arm. "This one's for the Twilight Realm, and everyone you cursed," right leg. "This one's for the three lights you stole," left leg. Ganon fell to his knees and stared at the hero. They were now the exact same height. The Gerudo's eyes were filled with a deep burning hatred.

Link drew back the Master Sword. "And this is for the lives that have been twisted and ruined by your acts." The blade sunk into the hole in Ganondorf's armor, and punched another one in the back.

The King of Evil screamed.

Thin streamers of light began to flow out of Midna. Every eye in the room watched as they drifted to the throne. Slowly the ribbons swirled, layer upon layer appearing, a column of light. Then, with a sound like hundreds of tiny bells, it vanished.

Cal dropped to one knee, bowing her head, Link soon followed. Midna bowed from the waist, and Ganondorf glared in hatred.

"Oh, no need for formalities," murmured Princess Zelda, "Come now, I should be bowing to you three." They straightened. "Link, chosen hero…congratulations. You have felled the King of Evil, and completed your quest!" She turned. "Midna, Twilight Princess…To you I can offer only my thanks. You have helped immensely on a journey you did not have to go on."

"I beg to differ, Zelda, but I believe it would have been impossible for me not to have gone on this quest." Midna smiled slightly.

The Princess of light bowed her head. "If you say so." She turned again. "And you, I presume, are the white wolf, Cal?"

"Cailin, Your Highness. I came to Castle Town seeking a pardon for my family and was trapped by the Twilight." Link and Midna exchanged a glance. They had not heard this story before.

"Oh? Well, you have more than earned your pardon." Cal bowed her head.

Zelda looked now to Ganondorf. "Pitiful man. You sought power, you sought immortality, and you found them, did you not?" He growled. "The sword of evil's bane must burn you terribly, to be so close to your black heart. But I am afraid I have not the means to end your suffering."

Cal nodded. "It took seven sages to seal him last time, didn't it? And they aren't here now."

The Princess shook her head. "No, it took the essence of every element braced against him, two pieces of the Triforce and the goddesses blessing to seal him last time. It would take a minor deity to perform the act again, in the company we hold now."

Link and Midna turned to Cal. The girl's hands had wandered back to her throat. She swallowed. "A d-deity, Princess?"

"Yes." Zelda frowned. "Do you know something I don't?"

The mage swallowed, and drew the pendent out from beneath her tunic. Ganon's eyes widened. "Mine!" he hissed.

Cal looked Zelda in the eye. "I b-believe we c-can arrange for a d-deity, though I d-don't like it." Her fingers sunk into the glass.

YES! Maybe it was short, maybe it was corny or cliché, but I enjoyed it! I will not describe Cal's deity form (different from her wolf form) because it is a physical representation of her soul, and everyone has a different idea of who a character is and what they look like. Feel free to complain, but I'm just not changing that. Ganon's sealing goes without a hitch, which would be boring to write (so I won't) and he's gone 'til Wind Waker.

Cal is stammering because she's always had this fear that maybe she's more like the "evil ones" than she thinks, and people will see it. I think she's very brave to put that aside for the good of Hyrule.

Reviews:

Llwynog the Bard: Is this dark enough?

archsage150: Well, if you say so...Maybe I'll pull that out.

fanfictionwierdo: I really hate how you just know he's toying with you! I got the feeling Cal would be quick to realize that the hole in his armor was his weak point, and Cal is not the sort of person to let a chance to do as much damage as possible to her enemy pass by. I'm not exactly satisfied, but it's the only fight scene I've ever felt good enough about to show anyone...Not counting this one.

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