Link shot off on Epona, his mind racing furiously. Something tore in him. Half of him couldn't belive that he was manipulated, but his other half was now in control. If what the Fierce Deity said was true, then...Link shook his head. The alternitive was unthinkable. Not that it mattered. Even if he was manipulated, it wouldn't matter now. Everything with Gannondorf was over.
Not quiet Link., a voice in his head replied.
"Oni Link? Is that you?"
Yes it is me. The fight with Gannon may be over, but the fight against the true enemy is just begining. It is time to find out who the manipulator is. Now hurry, for, if you want destiny to reveal it's self, you must hurry!"
"Listen, Zelda, what is the chance of Link remembering you? I know you miss him, but it's time you start thinking about someone else. This new sutor...he seems nice. He seems like he want's what's best for you." Impa explained to the depressed princess. Her hardened face was sofetened in concern for the royal woman.
"I know...but...There's always this hope in me that one of these days...I'll see him again and, he'll remember. Remember all we went through...remember me..." Zelda looked around at the library some more. "I always hoped that I'd see him when I was out. Like now...he would walk out of one of the aisles and he would call out my name. Those ocean blue eyes...calling out to love him. Oh, Impa I miss him so much!" Zelda broke down in quiet tears. Impa knew she missed him terribly for her to be crying in public.
"Oh princess, I know it must be hard. But you have to be strong and brave for..."
Zelda suddenly looked up and cut off Impa. "SHH!" She listned in the silence. A voice carried over from the magic aisle. A voice that was strong, brave. A voice she loved.
"So. What now? I'm on the chapter and all I see is, 'All shadow isn't evil, all light cannot be trusted.' What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
Zelda stifled a gasp. She turned to Impa who looked as suprised as she did. Both of them walked over to the aisle and Zelda had to fight down an overwhelming urge to run at Link and hug the life out of him. She slowly walked over to him and stopped dead in her tracks.
Maleviolent eyes glared at her with a force she never knew. Or, more like a force she remembered.
Zelda I presume. A cold voice replied in her head. Zelda shuddered and a shiver ran up her spine.
Oh stop shivering woman. I can't do anything to you now. Not in this form. But the young man before you is who is destined to be the next Deity of Shadows. Not even you can stop him. You cannot stop fate. The voice continued. Zelda tried to block it out. She continued.
Link, senseing a presence other than the mask and him, turned to Zelda and his eyes went wide.
"Zelda?"
"Link?"
Zelda shot over to him, wrapping her arms around him. "You remember..." she replied, tears running down her eyes.
Link could tell though, the masks' maleviolence increased tenfold as if the mask wanted to say something, but couldn't.
