Warnings: Contains some violence, future suicide and cussing, a bit of Link torture (^_^) and switching point of views (POVs). Angst. I'll accept constructive criticism, but any offensive flames will be deleted. And now, enjoy. Hope ya'll like it.
Disclaimer: Zelda and any related characters do not belong to me - they are owned by some very lucky people who are probably swimming in gold right now, while the only thing I do own are the original characters and the story plot.
Sins - Prologue
To explain: Link and Zelda got married at the age of 17 (pretty early, huh?) and got a little baby girl, who they named Lea. Ten years later, she and her best friend Salia (Malon's daughter) get kidnapped by Gannondorf, who also has a daughter of his own, Kaltia. Nobody, except Gannondorf, really knows who her mother is, but that's unimportant. Anyway, Kayoé is a witch, who's in love with Link, but also hates him 'cause he kinda killed her mum, so she goes off to work for the old evil, and tutors Kaltia in the arts of Black magic. Right. This probably sounds pretty boring now, but give it a chance, please? Thank you. -_-
Chapter 1 ~Kayoé's POV~
I had thought about what I was just about to do, over and over again. I knew this was stupid, but I was determined to go through with it.
A small voice in my head screamed that this was insane, but I ignored it. There was no point in turning back now.
~Narrator~
It was a dark, clouded sky for a summer afternoon, and rain threatened to pour any minute. Just over the hill, Kayoé could spot the huge castle towering up into the skies, tiny lights making it look almost terrifying against the black clouds.
Kayoé signalled the carriage driver to stop, and decided to carry on on foot. She handed the man a sack of gold, and headed towards the tall building. Before the carriage turned away, the driver cried, "Thank you miss!" and disappeared.
Drops of rain had now fallen, the intensity of it increasing rapidly. The young lady was wearing no cloak to protect her from the cold and, although it didn't look very far, the castle was still a few kilometres away. She hoped that the cold, icy rain would wake up her senses, confirming the fact that she was alive, but instead all her nerves went numb, and she felt no more. Nowadays, the only way to know that she was alive was to cut her wrists open and feel the rush of the adrenaline fuel her body with strength. She sighed at her own patheticness. "That is why," she reminded herself, "I have to go through with this."
Determined to carry on, her memories plagued her mind...
~Flashback. Link has been captured in a battle against Gannondorf, trying to free both his daughter, Lea, and her best friend, Salia, from the evil man's grip. Kayoé's POV~
He moaned softly, indicating that he was about to wake up. His hair was a ruffled mess, and strands of gold hung over his pained expression.
Link of Hyrule had lost a battle to Gannondorf, and fallen unconscious. My master had been so pleased with this victory, that he had opened a bottle of wine and celebrated. A very rare sight! Now, Link's wrists and ankles were chained against the wall, fallen on his knees.
Suddenly, blue eyes snapped open, and the rattling of chains sounded as he tried to resist his confinements in vain. I simply looked up at him, not letting him know that I pitied him, deeply.
We were in a dark dungeon, with no windows, the only lights being provided by tiny candles at the sides of the room. Mirrors, in every direction and every corner, covered the entire walls. Small, tall, wide and decorative surfaces flashed back at me, reflecting my own gaze. Everywhere I looked, I could not avoid it. It was as much torture to me, as it was supposed to be for Link.
After minutes of Link trying to free himself, he realized he was not alone. His gaze moved towards where I stood, and when he recognized me, his eyes lost their sparkly innocence, and was replaced by dark and pure hatred.
~Link's POV~
And there she was. I didn't recognize her at first - after all, it had been ten years, but that silky black hair, and those deep violet eyes were unforgettable. I could feel the evil in her and, in spite of what she was going to do to me, it made me feel sorry for her. It even surprised me that I somehow still saw her as a friend, who was lost on the wrong path - the path of evil.
But then there was a part of me that hated her, and outweighed the pity I felt. This hate was so pure and overwhelming, it shocked me. The fact that Kayoé could bring out these extreme feelings in me only made me hate her even more.
For what seemed like an eternity, her violet eyes met mine. Without realizing it, I was locked within them, and the emotions I felt. Neither of us daring to say a word, just watched the other. Besides, I knew what she meant to say, or at least a small part of her, 'I'm sorry'.
~Narrator~
The doors snapped open, and a grinning Gannondorf stalked into the room, followed by a bunch of Stalfos, who carried a huge, steel cage together. Inside it was a woman with soft, brown hair, holding a little girl in her arms. Both their faces were turned away, and Link feared that it was Zelda and Lea.
Luckily, his fears were shattered as he caught glimpse of their reflection in a mirror, showing him that these two were strangers to Link.
He felt a pang of guilt as he realized what he had just thought, and glared up at Gannondorf's crazed eyes.
"What do you want with me? And what do you want with them?" Link croaked, gesturing towards the cage. He realized that his throat was dry, and suddenly craved a glass of water. Remembering that chewing your tongue makes you produce more spit, Link did so and was glad to discover that his throat did not hurt as much anymore.
"I'm glad you asked," Gannondorf's grin broadened, "Because I am planning to show you." He snapped his fingers, and the Stalfos gratefully dropped the heavy cage on the floor. They opened it, and forced the prisoners out. The lady had started crying uncontrollably now, and was clutching her child even harder, but in vain, for the girl was cruelly torn from her arms. Gannondorf grabbed the woman, her back pressed against his body, and snaked an arm around the front of her neck, making it impossible for her to move without breaking it. He slowly unsheathed a dagger from his left side, and softly placed the cold blade on the woman's throat.
Link watched helplessly, as the woman whispered, "I love you," to the girl, and the sharp edge sliced open her throat. She cried out for a second, then let her head fall backwards, the fresh, crimson liquid oozing out of the wound.
Gannondorf let the limp body fall onto the floor and dropped the blood-stained dagger beside it. His glare met Link's, and he dangerously whispered, "My gift to you." He signalled for the shocked, little girl to be put back into the cage, and everyone to leave the room.
Kayoé, the last to leave, looked back at the still horrified expression on Link's tired face. Quietly, she closed the steel door, leaving the young man alone with the body, the dagger and his thoughts. Still staring at the lifeless corpse in front of him, tears started to fill and blur his vision. Ignoring the pain he felt in his chest, he silently wept for the mother and the orphan, all the while silently thinking, 'I'm glad that wasn't Zelda, Lea... or me.'
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