Scruff, to answer your questions, ideas - I have a very active imagination, as in sometimes I will just sit around and think of stuff. As for names, some I make up, and others I get from a wonderful fantasy name generator, courtesy of rinkworks.com. I'll even give you guys a link to it, http :// www .rinkworks .com /namegen/ copy, paste, remove the spaces, try it out, it's really useful when you're stuck trying to think up names.

Anyway… *Sigh* You people are going to hate me at the end of this chapter. Why? Cause it's the last one. And it kinda leads up to the sequel I plan on doing.

Legal stuff: The Legend of Zelda and its characters belong to Nintendo, not to me. Self-made characters however, do belong to me, so no copying.

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  That voice… It chilled Zyte's blood. She quickly turned her head to face its source. The speaker turned out to be a Light Soaran, but there was something off about him, a terrible feeling of malice and evil that seemed to radiate from him, clinging to him like some foul odor.

  This evil Soaran had an unearthly feeling to him, holes seemed to open up in his skin periodically, like his wasn't quite all flesh and blood. He was clothed entirely in black, a cape-like coat trimmed with red flared out from his waist while a high collar was bordered by a pair of silver shoulder plates. The wings folded against his back were so dark black they almost seemed blue, and a long slender sword that was clearly meant for speed and maneuverability rather then power hung at his waist. Locks of long silvery hair hung down either side of his face. The Soaran stared at Zyte, his seemingly unnatural aquamarine eyes deep and calculating, almost like he was looking right into her soul.

  "You see, even if you did free the souls of my Soarans it would do little good, very few have survived their captivity in that crystal, even if they did find their way back to their bodies I'm afraid only the most powerful would have memories of their lives remaining."

  "Who are you?" Link asked, a dangerous flicker in his eyes as he shifted his weight slightly to better support Zyte.

  The Soaran turned his eyes to Link, a look a mock sweetness on his face, "ah yes, how could I have been so rude as not to introduce myself?" He crossed an arm in front of his chest and bowed, "my name is Dracken, also known as the Dark User of Shadows to my fellow Soarans." As he rose he turned his eyes back toward Zyte, "you have no idea how long I have waited for you my dear Zyte."

  Link felt Zyte shiver as Dracken said her name, this was bad, even he could feel the evil being emanated from the Soaran.

  "Master…"

  All eyes went to the floor where a weak looking Zannat was cowering before Dracken.

  "Zannat, I'm surprised you're still alive."

  "Master, please, I didn't mean to lose, please give me another chance."

  "This was your last chance Zannat, I told you that before, and you assured me that you wouldn't fail."

  "Master, please don't…"

  "Goodbye Zannat."

  Dracken raised a hand as Zannat took flight, who was clearly trying to flee for his very life. But just as he left the floor the hand closed around his neck, Dracken's irises started to glow slightly. Zannat started to scream, an unearthly wailing screech that filled the room before he turned to dust. Dracken's eyes faded back to their regular blue and the holes in his skin stopped appearing. Opening his hand to discard the dust that had remained Dracken took in a deep breath before smirking.

  "I didn't realize how much I missed the feeling of blood flowing through my veins."

  "You're sick," Link spat, unable to keep his temper after witnessing that spectacle.

  Dracken chuckled, "now you've gone and hurt my feelings."

  "Screw your feelings, I doubt you even have any."

  Dracken leveled his eyes with Link's, a flicker of annoyance in his gaze. "Now that's not true, I still feel, after all, isn't vengeance a feeling? What about a need for revenge? Or pain? You can't tell me those aren't feelings."

  Link suddenly felt Zyte push away from him, struggling to stand on her own. Shaking slightly from the effort she closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath to steady herself. Reopening them she looked up at Dracken.

  "Tell me Dracken, what exactly do you want with me? It seems you have quite a bit of power, why bother using people like Zannat and Akkao to do your dirty work when you could just as easily come and get me yourself?"

  The smirk was wiped off Dracken's face. "And exactly why should I tell you that my dear?"

  "Consider it a last request, since you seem all too keen to kill anything that stands in your way," she paused to wipe away a small trickle of blood that had slid down her face from the cut on her forehead, "and that no doubt includes me."

  "Very well, this all started when the rest of our wonderful race found out I was a Shadow Twister. Of course all those wonderful people decided I was a threat and started thinking of ways to get rid of me…"

  Link flicked his gazed over at Zyte as Dracken continued to prattle on like the egotistical maniac he was, Zyte had said the last part like she didn't care to live anymore. That frankly had startled him, considering that the few days he had known Zyte she had really seemed to be enjoying both her life and her newfound friendship with him, something wasn't right.

  Zyte caught his stare and gave the slightest shake of her head, her eyes telling him to wait.

  What the…? Link quickly tapped into one of his abilities he hadn't used in a very long time.

  "Zyte! What in the name of Din do you think you're doing?"

  Link saw Zyte's eyes widen in shock before narrowing suspiciously as she got his telepathic message. Her gaze darted over towards him.

  "Yeah, it's me, what are we doing just standing here? He wants to kill you for crying out loud!"

  Zyte flicked her eyes over toward the platform holding the still glowing stone.

  "Are you crazy? You heard Dracken, it's pointless."

  Zyte gave a slight shake of her head and mouthed 'important' before flicking her eyes down to her hand. Following her gaze Link's eyes alighted on the several light blue gems gleaming in the spaces between Zyte's fingers.

  "A distraction?"

  Zyte gave a small nod before mouthing 'you' and gently nodding her head in the direction of the stone.

  Link's eyes widened as he understood. "There is no way I'm letting you fight him, you get the stone, I'll distract him."

  Zyte shook her head, 'he wants me.'

  "But-"

  "And that, my dear Zyte, is where you come into the picture. Those fools that trapped me here were smart enough to place an enchantment to keep me from escaping, or more accurately, to keep this form from escaping." Dracken's smirk widened, "for once I absorb your shadow twisting ability I'll be able to leave this retched place and start some true terror." He unsheathed the sword hung at his waist. "Now it is time for you to die." This final statement caused Dracken to leap toward Zyte, his sword outstretched and a dangerous glimmer in his eyes.

  "Just do it Link!" Zyte shouted as she raised her hand. Sending the crystals crashing to the ground a thick fog immediately covered the area, reducing visibility to only a few feet in front of them.

  Link huffed in frustration, this was insane, completely and utterly insane, what was Zyte thinking? He started running toward the platform, hoping that whatever she was planning wouldn't end up in her getting killed.

  Zyte knew she had to be quick, this fog wouldn't last forever, she just had to distract Dracken long enough for Link to destroy that stone, without it Dracken wouldn't be able to hold the souls of any other Light Soarans until he could find a replacement. And unless Zyte was mistaken those stones were extremely hard to come by, she was at least delaying the transformation of any more Light Soarans until they realized that Dracken was a threat.

  But first she needed to stay alive, and for that she needed her swords.

  She knew she wouldn't be able to go scrounging around looking for her swords with Dracken looking for her, she needed to draw him away from her. Her shield suddenly bumped against a rather tender wound on her back and she gritted her teeth to keep from crying out. An idea blossomed in her head. In one deft motion she grabbed the shield from her back and threw it as hard as she could, hearing it knock loudly into one of the statues. Zyte quickly turned and hurried in the opposite direction, her eyes scanning the floor for her swords.

  Zyte suddenly saw one, racing toward it she swiftly scooped it off the floor, this was the one Sillis had given her, it was hard to believe it had received it only yesterday. Zyte suddenly saw her second sword, the blade her father had used in his final moments to protect her. The fog was thinning out, she had to hurry. Sheathing the first she raced to the second. Just as she grabbed it Dracken materialized out of the fog like a vision from some nightmarish dream.

  "Now I have you."

  Zyte barely brought her sword up in time to block. Her arms started to shake from the pressure Dracken was putting on her sword. He suddenly pulled back and tried to get in a quick slash to her side. Zyte had to jump backward to dodge it, but she did. Dracken started to attack with flurries of blows, in her weakened state all Zyte could do was dodge and block, and he left no room to launch an offensive attack. By now the fog had dissipated, leaving Zyte with no cover even if she could get away. Aiming an attack at her chest Zyte brought up her sword to block once again, this time instead pulling back the blade Dracken continued to exert pressure on her sword, it was a losing battle, sooner or later Zyte's muscles would simply give out from pure exhaustion, but until that time she would continue to fight for all she was worth. Dracken was so close know she could she his chest rise as each new breath entered his lungs, so close she could see the glimmer of revenge in his eyes, so close she could see that he was nowhere close to being winded, let alone tired. Here they were, each locked in combat, him looking like he could fight forever and her being dangerously close to collapse.

  "Hey Dracken!"

  Both sets of eyes flicked away from each other and toward the platform.

  Link was standing next to the pedestal, soul stone in hand. Raising the arm that held the stone Link threw it to the ground with such force that it shattered, chips flying everywhere. From the rubble several tiny gold colored lights emerged, freed souls. They hovered for a moment before each vanished in a blink of light.

  "No!"

  Zyte smirked, she could feel her muscles weakening, straining to keep the deadly blade way from her face. "They are free now Dracken."

  Dracken turned his face back to her, a sneer on his lips and his face contorted with rage. Without warning he suddenly pulled his blade away from her. Zyte had not been expecting this, and being too weak to correct it, stumbled forward. In one swift movement Dracken plunged his sword forward, the blade piercing all the way through the fleshy part of her shoulder, blood began to seep from the wound, staining her tunic crimson.

  "Zyte!"

  Zyte's breath caught in her throat, her knees felt weak, her vision began to swim, she had never known such pain. She felt her grip on her sword loosening, her knees no longer could hold her weight, she felt herself fall to her knees on the ground, her mind reeling. Suddenly she felt Dracken's hand cup around her chin, forcing her gaze upward.

  "Now you die."

  The pain increased tenfold, she was blinded by it, her body and mind screaming in agony.

  *No more pain, please, just let me die,* she pleaded in her mind.

  She suddenly heard an anguished cry from Dracken. The pain subsided and the sword was forcibly wrenched from her shoulder. Zyte quickly stiffened an arm against the ground to prevent herself from falling on her face. Trying vainly to stop the blood pouring from her wound Zyte pressed her other hand against it, weakly lifting her gaze to see what had happened.

  Dracken was standing off to the side, his sword held out in a defensive position, blood was dripping from a long slash on his shoulder. Standing in front of him was a Dark Soaran, its claws held out in a menacing fashion while its tail twitched in annoyance.

  "Keep your hands off my daughter you filth," the Soaran spat.

  Time seemed to stop, it couldn't be, could it?

  "Father?" Zyte murmured.

  "Yes Zyte," the Soaran answered, he sidestepped slightly to stand in front of her while still facing Dracken. "Just stay right there, I won't let this beast hurt you."

  This being said her father launched himself at Dracken, claws spread, ready to slash the life out of him. Dracken managed to dodge the claws, but not his tail. The blade cut a deep gash down his arm and sent blood streaming to the ground in a sickening splatter. Claw fought steel, and claw was winning. Another silvery glint of steel suddenly showed itself, opening a cut on Dracken's face. Link had joined the fray, attacking and blocking with skills unmatched by anything Zyte had seen so far.

  Zyte could feel her strength waning, it was all she could do to keep her head up. Unconsciously she moved her hand slightly, trying to better support herself, and in doing so brushed against a fragment of the soul stone. She suddenly found herself watching a memory, a memory from very long ago, a memory of Dracken's execution.

  An unconscious Dracken was slumped on a cloud top, his arms and wings bound, and bleeding slightly from a cut on his arm. Another Light Soaran, his arm also cut, was holding a lyre. A look of stern acceptance lined his face as he closed his eyes and began to play.

  The tune, it seemed so familiar, then it hit Zyte, the song he was playing was the Srelo ye Osyxr.

  He plucked one last note and opened his eyes, looking at Dracken with distain. Dracken's body suddenly started turning to stone, bit by bit flesh changing color and hardening. Soon he was completely transformed, a statue surrounded by a sea of white. The Light Soaran suddenly sighed, lowering his arms and head, he to was starting to turn to stone. As the last bit of his flesh faded so did the memory, leaving Zyte eyeing Dracken in a whole new light. Yet even as she watched them fight the words of the prophecy echoed in her mind.

  When the dark is betrayed by one of its own

  Her father leapt toward Dracken, claws flashing dangerously as they neared his target.

  And blood has been shed by both sides

  Claws bit into Dracken's side while he was distracted by a slash from Link, red once more rained to the ground.

  Tears of stone will fall, sealing both light and dark away from the world

  Dracken slashed at Link, who in turn dodged and retaliated.

  For only when light has sealed itself away will the darkness be contained

  Link's blow was blocked and pushed away by Dracken.

  Srelo ye Osyxr

  Dracken slashed his sword in a wide arc in front of him, causing both her father and Link to retreat backward.

  Tears of Stone

  Zyte knew what she had to do. Getting to her feet she reached into the pouch at her belt and brought out her ocarina.

  "Dracken."

  All eyes turned to look at her.

  "If I must give up my life to prevent you from taking another," she lifted the ocarina to her lips, "then I will gladly do so."

  With that Zyte began to play, pouring her soul into every note. Dracken's eyes widened with fear.

  "No!" He tried to move forward, only his legs were already turning to stone. Link and her father backed away as the stone continued to creep up his legs, quickly moving up to his torso. Dracken's eyes blazed with anger. "This isn't over my dear, I will kill you someday, that I promise you!" The last bit of Dracken to change were his eyes, still blazing hatred at Zyte even as he turned to stone.

  Zyte lowered the ocarina, her strength next to nothing. She felt her knees start to give way again.

  Her father suddenly rushed forward, grabbing her by her shoulders before she could fall. Her cupped her hands in his and stared into her eyes.

  "My darling Zyte, look how much you've grown. You're as pretty as your mother, I missed you so much."

  "Even though I'm a Shadow Twister?"

  "Shadow Twister or not, you're still my daughter, and that is all that matters to me."

  Zyte squeezed her father's claw, "That means more to me then you could believe father," she leaned forward and rested her head on their intertwined hands. "You have no idea how much I missed you."

  Zyte suddenly took a deep breath like she was in pain and wrenched her hands away from her father, stumbling backward and away from the both of them.

  "Zyte! What's wrong?" Link exclaimed, moving closer toward her.

  Zyte didn't move, her head was lowered and eyes were closed.

  "Zyte?" The tone of her father's voice was extremely fearful.

  Zyte lifted her head and open her eyes. She gave them both a sad sort of smile, her feet started to turn to stone. Zyte curled the hand still clutching her ocarina to her chest. "I wish I could stay, but I can't." She turned her face to look at Link. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep my promise Link, you have been a true friend." The stone moved up past her chest, Zyte closed her eyes. "Thank you." The last bit of her face turned to stone. A single tear slid down her cheek and fell silently to the ground.

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