The two of them ventured into the unknown, exploring into the castle, hoping that they would find their lost friend. What they REALLY didnt know, however, was one another's feelings for each other.

Link didnt really want to let Malon get hurt. Period. He was gonna protect her until the end, or at least until they found Zelda. After that... he didnt know what would happen. He didnt know if Zelda had the Ocarnia of Time, so they might not even be able to return to the past. So then what would they do?

Malon, however, had completely different thoughts. Though she didnt want her love to be hurt either, she didnt exactly want Link hovering around her like a bodyguard. She wanted this adventure to be over as soon as possible, and for the two of them to settle down and get to know each other better... maybe even go out or something... Unfortunatly, fate came crashing down on the couple's dreams (and in a negative way.)

As they were trekking through the deep, dank castle, a Moblin suddenly leaped out from behind a pillar, raising its pike menacingly.

"Watch out!" Link yelled, weilding his own blade. But another pair of Wolfos ran out from the same pillar the Moblin had surprised them from, and knocked him to the ground. The Moblin grabbed Malon in its disgusting claws, and dragged her away.

"LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK!!!" Malon screamed as she disappeared into the darkness of the passageway. Link fought against the Wolfos fiercely. He broke free from them with a strong pull of his arm, and took his sword out with a flash. Too consumed with the loss of his new-found love, he didnt care about the Wolfos' cries and screams of agony as he cut them up into individual pieces. He was lost in his own mind. Before he had even known it, he had disembodied both the Wolfos' in a matter of seconds.

Finally, he got a hold of himself. He looked down at the pools of blood surrounding the Wolfos carcasses, and froze. Slowly, his eyes moved from the limp bodies to his sword. It was drenched in blood.

Link moaned softly as he sunk to the ground.

"What the hell have I done?" he whispered quietly. "I'm no killer... the only person I really want to kill is the person behind this... Gannondorf..." Filled with the same cold fury as he had felt when he destroyed the Wolfos, he stood straight up, looked bitterly at the dead bodies of the monsters, and ventured on into the darkness.

Malon, however, had troubles of her own. The Moblin had taken her down a seperate passageway from the one that Link had just ran down, and the Moblin shut her mouth with its nauseating hand to keep her from shouting out. When Link's footsteps faded away, the Moblin took its hand off Malon's mouth, and she screamed. And screamed. But there was no reply from Link. Tears poured silently down her face. Her hero had just gone the wrong way... and if this Moblin killed her, she would never see him again.

But the Moblin didnt kill her. It just kept on carrying her down the corridor, not even looking down at her. Finally, as if they had been walking for hours, the Moblin reached a door. It opened it... and a flood of sunlight nearly blinded Malon. The Moblin carried her inside... and tossed her into a corner. As she desperately tried to scrabble away into the corner, the monster that had carried her there chained her to the wall. It then grunted, as if to say it was sorry, and walked out the door. Malon sat ther in silence, still chained to the wall. Suddenly, it began to raise. It rose and rose and rose... until she had reached another floor. There, she looked across the room... and there was Zelda, encased in a crystal.

"Zelda!" Malon cried out, concerned for her new friend. But a new terror crept up on her when her eyes darted to the other side of the room... where a familiar man was playing a chilling melody on the organ. Malon reciognized him immediatly, and meant to scream his name out, but it only came out as a whisper.

"Gannondorf."