Link appeared in the usual dazzling spiral of light in the gargantuan
stone temple. He turned and looked at the altar, glowing with the light
reflecting off the three spiritual stones, and the now closed Door of Time.
He remembered that day when he stepped through that door and pulled the
Master Sword. He wished to hold it once more; the Gilded Sword he had been
using for years was strong, but no match for the sword that sealed the King
of Evil. Remembering his mission, he rushed out.
Entering the open air, Link found darkness looming overhead. The clouds seemed to follow Dark Link wherever he cursed the land with his presence. Link cautiously approached the castle, expecting an ambush of some sort. Strangely, however, there was nothing. He saw not one guard in its usual place. Rounding the corner he found one. The guard was sitting on the ground, slumped up against the wall in a pool of his own blood. He was bloodied all over from multiple slices, apparently taking many wounds defending the castle. Stepping closer, Link noticed that the fallen guard was holding his arm on; it was completely cloven off. The guard looked up and spoke. "The hero..."
"Where are they?"
"Spirit...temple. Both Zeldas. One looked like you... he is still here."
"Dammit. He could be anywhere."
The guard grasped at Link's sleeve. "The king is safe, but you must save Zelda. Here... she knew you'd come..." He pulled something out with his free hand. It was the Ocarina of Time!
"Thank you. Now rest. I'll try to heal you." Link clasped his hand around the ocarina and pulled it to his lips. He blew the first few notes of the Song of Healing, but it was too late. The top half of the guard's body slid down to the ground, splashing in the puddle of gore.
Link stood up, sighing. He placed the ocarina in his belt. He turned and started to the door, but was interrupted by laughing coming from on top the roof. Link spun around, seeing his enemies on the castle wall. Dark Zelda stood forward, smirking. "My, you are a handsome one, aren't you?" she said. Just like Dark Link's to Link, Dark Zelda's resemblance to Zelda was uncanny. The face and body were identical, but like Dark Link, everything was different. Her hair was short, shoulder-length and black as a raven's feathers. She wore earrings, small runic symbols clipped to the lobe. Her wardrobe was similar to Dark Link's: it was black as night and bore the same inverted triangle. She wore a leather jumper cut just above the knees. On her finger was a ring fashioned like a skull that seemed to glow when she spoke. She had black high heels, the heels sharpened almost to a point. Fastened to her hip was a small dagger with a hand-length blade, pointed hilt and a skull at the end of the handle. It almost seemed to be a miniature of Dark Link's sword. "Admiring me, are you? Maybe if we let you live you and I can have some fun."
"Fat chance, my heart is sealed for another." Link couldn't believe he had said that.
"How adorable. It's a pity we must kill you before you see her again. It's too great of a risk to leave you alive; we can extract the Triforce from your dead body. Although the look on Zelda's face will be priceless when we reveal your lifeless corpse."
The hero scowled at the figures as they gave each other a look, a flash of anxiety at the pleasure they will have seeing Zelda hurt. Rage welled up inside Link. He realized he couldn't bear knowing how bad she will hurt because he couldn't defend himself. Defend himself... that was all he could do. "NOOOO!" he screamed, charging for the castle wall, pulling out his hookshot to lift himself to the roof. Before he could take aim, Dark Zelda lifted her arms to the sky and pointed them at Link. A spiral of shadows sped through her arms at the enraged hero and froze him in place. He couldn't move!
"Recognize this ability?" Dark Link asked, smirking. "You should. It's the same one Zelda used on our master before you sealed him away. How fitting we should use it on you to free the great Ganon." Dark Link leapt off the palace wall, landing mere feet from Link. He drew his sword, showing it to Link. "Do you like? I've named it the Malice Sword. It seems only natural that you should die to a replica of your own sword... or what you wish was your sword. You're no hero. You shall have no hero's death." He pulled back the Malice Sword and began to swing, the blade shooting towards Link's face. Instantly he realized that this was the final prophesy from his dream, the last to be fulfilled; the last thought to go through his head as the Malice Sword did the same, splitting it in two across the eyes. Link fell to the ground as his blood emptied through his body. The Hero of Time was dead.
Entering the open air, Link found darkness looming overhead. The clouds seemed to follow Dark Link wherever he cursed the land with his presence. Link cautiously approached the castle, expecting an ambush of some sort. Strangely, however, there was nothing. He saw not one guard in its usual place. Rounding the corner he found one. The guard was sitting on the ground, slumped up against the wall in a pool of his own blood. He was bloodied all over from multiple slices, apparently taking many wounds defending the castle. Stepping closer, Link noticed that the fallen guard was holding his arm on; it was completely cloven off. The guard looked up and spoke. "The hero..."
"Where are they?"
"Spirit...temple. Both Zeldas. One looked like you... he is still here."
"Dammit. He could be anywhere."
The guard grasped at Link's sleeve. "The king is safe, but you must save Zelda. Here... she knew you'd come..." He pulled something out with his free hand. It was the Ocarina of Time!
"Thank you. Now rest. I'll try to heal you." Link clasped his hand around the ocarina and pulled it to his lips. He blew the first few notes of the Song of Healing, but it was too late. The top half of the guard's body slid down to the ground, splashing in the puddle of gore.
Link stood up, sighing. He placed the ocarina in his belt. He turned and started to the door, but was interrupted by laughing coming from on top the roof. Link spun around, seeing his enemies on the castle wall. Dark Zelda stood forward, smirking. "My, you are a handsome one, aren't you?" she said. Just like Dark Link's to Link, Dark Zelda's resemblance to Zelda was uncanny. The face and body were identical, but like Dark Link, everything was different. Her hair was short, shoulder-length and black as a raven's feathers. She wore earrings, small runic symbols clipped to the lobe. Her wardrobe was similar to Dark Link's: it was black as night and bore the same inverted triangle. She wore a leather jumper cut just above the knees. On her finger was a ring fashioned like a skull that seemed to glow when she spoke. She had black high heels, the heels sharpened almost to a point. Fastened to her hip was a small dagger with a hand-length blade, pointed hilt and a skull at the end of the handle. It almost seemed to be a miniature of Dark Link's sword. "Admiring me, are you? Maybe if we let you live you and I can have some fun."
"Fat chance, my heart is sealed for another." Link couldn't believe he had said that.
"How adorable. It's a pity we must kill you before you see her again. It's too great of a risk to leave you alive; we can extract the Triforce from your dead body. Although the look on Zelda's face will be priceless when we reveal your lifeless corpse."
The hero scowled at the figures as they gave each other a look, a flash of anxiety at the pleasure they will have seeing Zelda hurt. Rage welled up inside Link. He realized he couldn't bear knowing how bad she will hurt because he couldn't defend himself. Defend himself... that was all he could do. "NOOOO!" he screamed, charging for the castle wall, pulling out his hookshot to lift himself to the roof. Before he could take aim, Dark Zelda lifted her arms to the sky and pointed them at Link. A spiral of shadows sped through her arms at the enraged hero and froze him in place. He couldn't move!
"Recognize this ability?" Dark Link asked, smirking. "You should. It's the same one Zelda used on our master before you sealed him away. How fitting we should use it on you to free the great Ganon." Dark Link leapt off the palace wall, landing mere feet from Link. He drew his sword, showing it to Link. "Do you like? I've named it the Malice Sword. It seems only natural that you should die to a replica of your own sword... or what you wish was your sword. You're no hero. You shall have no hero's death." He pulled back the Malice Sword and began to swing, the blade shooting towards Link's face. Instantly he realized that this was the final prophesy from his dream, the last to be fulfilled; the last thought to go through his head as the Malice Sword did the same, splitting it in two across the eyes. Link fell to the ground as his blood emptied through his body. The Hero of Time was dead.