A/N: this is a relatively short story
Not THAT short, but not lengthy. You know. JUST READ!
A/A/N: the * means thoughts, mostly Link's
A/A/A/N: A/A/A/N means after, after author notes.
A few hours after Agahnim dies in a ball of flame.
Link sat on the third step on the stairway to the throne room of the castle. His clothes were ripped, and he was bleeding and bruised. His right eye was swollen shut, tears streaming down his cut cheeks, and his left arm was shattered. He shouldered his body on the master sword, the very one that destroyed Agahnim.
Zelda walked quietly walked down the stairs, to find her rescuer, and was shocked to seem him in such pain, and how he was desperately trying to hide it. She flew down the ten steps to be by his side.
*No, not Zelda. She just CAN'T see me like this!
Link thought to himself, attempting to stand up, but couldn't support him self.
"Oh my GOD! Are you all right!?!" Zelda choked out, as she grabbed Link in a tight embrace. Tears flowing down her face, stinging Links burns, adding to the pain of the hug.
*How on Earth can I be all right?
"I'm. I'm fine. Princess.Zelda." She looked up at his eyes, with such depth that he was taken aback. Her lip quivered slightly, then she tried drying her eyes, but to no avail.
*Please. Don't be sad.
Link went to wipe her face, but the loss of blood finally caught up with him, and he toppled down the steps of the castle, and landed with a thump.
Zelda let out a screech of surprise, and called out for guards and a doctor.
*Link was walking through a dark, dank dungeon corridor, in the bowels of the castle, when he sees a crumpled figure on the floor. He runs over, and finds.
Link awoke with a start, his body covered in sweet. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh. Daaaad." He fell into a dreamless, restless sleep.
When he awoke, it had been six days since his battle in the Dark World. For some reason, he still had a ball of . What would best be described as hate in his stomach. Even though he killed his enemy, he still hated him.
*Death was too good.
He stopped himself in his thought.
*That is wrong. Wrong thoughts. But it is true.
"Link?"
Once again, his train of thought was broken, and he stared at Zelda.
"Can I come in?"
*Of course! You didn't you have to ask!
"Uh. Sure"
*Ooh, very suave! Why can't you talk better! Tell her you love her! But noOo!
"Are you feeling better Link?" Zelda asked, with such strain in her voice, that it astounded Link that someone could care so much, after battling a world that despised him!
"I'm fine." He lied "How are you. And how is the kingdom?"
"I'm fine.The aftershock is hard to get over, everyone remembers EVERYTHING, and it was '"A nightmare"', so they will be fine."
Within two weeks Link was on his feet, and feeling better. But he kept on having bouts of hate, which would, actually physically cause him pain. But he chose to hide his feelings.
He thought it odd, that he could walk through the towns of Hyrule, and not be attacked. He went about his day, seeing how it changed. The guards, which he once had to kill, were now giving him such apologetic gestures, that he felt bad for his hate towards them.
That night, he went back to his lonely cottage house, and fell asleep.
*Link turned over the body on the floor, and saw his father. With sword threw his chest, and countless arrows, giving him the look of a pincushion, he was a gruesome site. Link tried to scream, but nothing. Then, the body started to change. The wounds fell away, and a mysterious cloak enveloped his form. The head then morphed to what looked like a . blue.
Link awoke once again with a start, but screaming. His sword suddenly in his hand, notice that he gripped it so hard, that the leather binding now had finger grooves, and his hand was bruised.
*I thought I locked this up.
He swung from his bed and got dressed for the day, but he was still very shaky.
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A/N Please R&R, and tell me if I should continue, I'll R&R yours if you R&R mine! Be gentle!
Not THAT short, but not lengthy. You know. JUST READ!
A/A/N: the * means thoughts, mostly Link's
A/A/A/N: A/A/A/N means after, after author notes.
A few hours after Agahnim dies in a ball of flame.
Link sat on the third step on the stairway to the throne room of the castle. His clothes were ripped, and he was bleeding and bruised. His right eye was swollen shut, tears streaming down his cut cheeks, and his left arm was shattered. He shouldered his body on the master sword, the very one that destroyed Agahnim.
Zelda walked quietly walked down the stairs, to find her rescuer, and was shocked to seem him in such pain, and how he was desperately trying to hide it. She flew down the ten steps to be by his side.
*No, not Zelda. She just CAN'T see me like this!
Link thought to himself, attempting to stand up, but couldn't support him self.
"Oh my GOD! Are you all right!?!" Zelda choked out, as she grabbed Link in a tight embrace. Tears flowing down her face, stinging Links burns, adding to the pain of the hug.
*How on Earth can I be all right?
"I'm. I'm fine. Princess.Zelda." She looked up at his eyes, with such depth that he was taken aback. Her lip quivered slightly, then she tried drying her eyes, but to no avail.
*Please. Don't be sad.
Link went to wipe her face, but the loss of blood finally caught up with him, and he toppled down the steps of the castle, and landed with a thump.
Zelda let out a screech of surprise, and called out for guards and a doctor.
*Link was walking through a dark, dank dungeon corridor, in the bowels of the castle, when he sees a crumpled figure on the floor. He runs over, and finds.
Link awoke with a start, his body covered in sweet. "Oh god. Oh god. Oh. Daaaad." He fell into a dreamless, restless sleep.
When he awoke, it had been six days since his battle in the Dark World. For some reason, he still had a ball of . What would best be described as hate in his stomach. Even though he killed his enemy, he still hated him.
*Death was too good.
He stopped himself in his thought.
*That is wrong. Wrong thoughts. But it is true.
"Link?"
Once again, his train of thought was broken, and he stared at Zelda.
"Can I come in?"
*Of course! You didn't you have to ask!
"Uh. Sure"
*Ooh, very suave! Why can't you talk better! Tell her you love her! But noOo!
"Are you feeling better Link?" Zelda asked, with such strain in her voice, that it astounded Link that someone could care so much, after battling a world that despised him!
"I'm fine." He lied "How are you. And how is the kingdom?"
"I'm fine.The aftershock is hard to get over, everyone remembers EVERYTHING, and it was '"A nightmare"', so they will be fine."
Within two weeks Link was on his feet, and feeling better. But he kept on having bouts of hate, which would, actually physically cause him pain. But he chose to hide his feelings.
He thought it odd, that he could walk through the towns of Hyrule, and not be attacked. He went about his day, seeing how it changed. The guards, which he once had to kill, were now giving him such apologetic gestures, that he felt bad for his hate towards them.
That night, he went back to his lonely cottage house, and fell asleep.
*Link turned over the body on the floor, and saw his father. With sword threw his chest, and countless arrows, giving him the look of a pincushion, he was a gruesome site. Link tried to scream, but nothing. Then, the body started to change. The wounds fell away, and a mysterious cloak enveloped his form. The head then morphed to what looked like a . blue.
Link awoke once again with a start, but screaming. His sword suddenly in his hand, notice that he gripped it so hard, that the leather binding now had finger grooves, and his hand was bruised.
*I thought I locked this up.
He swung from his bed and got dressed for the day, but he was still very shaky.
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A/N Please R&R, and tell me if I should continue, I'll R&R yours if you R&R mine! Be gentle!