Chapter 7-
Marth let go of Zelda. She looked surprised but the she gazed into his eyes and turned around. She let go of him sharply and then backed up. Her eyes were full of fear and were glazed over with tears. Link grabbed her shoulders hard and pushed her behind him. She let out a gasp and almost fell over into the waist high water. Marth's terror turned to rage. How dare he treat Zelda like that! Link's hair was in a loose ponytail and his hair fell into his face. He didn't have his sword with him, thankfully, but in his hand he grasped a small dagger. Marth gazed into his eyes. He had never seen him as angry as this before. This would be the first and maybe even last, he thought with regret. Link stood there for a moment, breathing heavily as the gentle waves lapped against them. Then he charged at Marth with his fists. He did not use his dagger right away. Marth caught one fist in his hand and forced his arm back. The other fist came and pummeled him in the cheek.
He dropped Link's arm and held his cheek in agony. The bittersweet taste of blood began to foam in his mouth. He spat red stained saliva out into the ocean and the grabbed Link by the shoulders and pushed him over. The water broke his fall. Link stayed in the water for five seconds to recover and then jumped up and lunged at Marth and socked him in the gut with the fist that had the tiny dagger poking out of it. The metal drove into Marth;s abdomen. He cried out with pain. The blood spilled out and mixed in with the salt water. He couldn't breathe for a second. The next instant, Link wrapped his hands around Marth's neck. He was trying to throttle him to death. He gasped for air and attempted to pry Link's fingers from around his throat. It didn't work. The blood from Marth's fingers left marks on Link's forearm. He tried to kick him off but he just succeeded in making Link push him further downward so that he was underwater. He held him there. Marth struggled and kicked. He could feel his skin begin to turn blue. The lack of oxygen was getting to his brain. He needed to breathe but was getting stedely weaker. He couldn't kick for much longer.
The pain washed through his body. His vision was beginning to become blurry, or maybe it was just all the sand he was kicking up. He started to black out. It then dawned on him that he was going to die. Out of the corner of his fading vision he thought he could see the shimmer of Zelda's hair, or the twinkle of her eyes maybe. Perhaps it was his imagination hallucinating because he could see her perfectly clearly, bright as day. She was crying. Zel' don't cry, please don't. He thought to himself. It would make things worse. It made him feel like he had let her down. Well, sorry Zelda, I did let you down. There is nothing either of us can do now. He couldn't help but think that. He didn't know how do think willingly anymore. He wasn't in control. He couldn't feel anything. All his senses faded out. The so-called "sugary cold" was no longer pressing against his skin and the "good lonilyness" never came to his mind.
He had stopped kicking a long time ago but Link continued to hold him there until he couldn't feel a single heartbeat. Everything had blanked out now. It was like he wasn't there, like an object plummeting through the universe of nothingness.
Author's note: DON'T WORRY! HE ISN'T DEAD! CHAPTER 8 IS COMING SOON!!