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Link was up just before dawn the next morning. He then remembered that he wasn't leaving for another 3 days. He groaned. Now he was up he wasn't going to be getting back to sleep. He got up and pulled on some loose black pants (He doesn't wear the same outfit all the time.). He picked up his sword and sheath, still on the belt, and headed out the door. He figured that, if he couldn't get back to sleep, he may as well practice.

He intended to go to the Training Grounds. They were next to the gardens. There were some targets, but Link didn't feel like archery at the moment.

Link stepped out of his door and closed it as quietly as he could. He then walked down the hall towards the Training Grounds.

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Zelda walked through the gardens. She was in a light dress, a summer one. Something had made her want to come down to the gardens, but she wasn't quite sure what. She had had a dream, in which she had come down to the gardens, and seen a god. At least, she thought it was a god. It was deffinatly a man. But he was bathed in golden light. He fought, as though with an imaginary opponent. Zelda had woken at this point and something, possibly instinct, had told her to come down to the gardens, but she had seen no god. She sighed.

The sky was slowly becoming brighter as the sun prepared itself to rise. She should probably head inside.

But, wait. What was that? She could hear something. A noise coming from the training grounds. She walked to the grounds. There was an arch separating the gardens and the training grounds. Zelda stood in the shadow of the arch and looked into the training grounds.

There was someone there. A boy with black pants. He held a sword in his hands. He had stopped moving for the moment, it seemed. It took Zelda a few seconds to realize that this boy was Link. This was Link in the center of the training grounds. This was Link with beads of sweat running down his chest between finely toned muscles. This was Link standing there panting with no shirt on, his hat not on his head.

Zelda couldn't help but allow her eyes to feast on the image before her. Link raised his sword and let out a battle cry before fighting his invisible opponent. As he fought, and Zelda watched, the sun rose and sent it's golden light over the land. And a few rays fell on Link. Zelda suddenly realized that this was the image from her dream. The god fighting in the golden light was really Link fighting in the early morning sunlight. Her breath caught in her throat.

Suddenly a hand landed on Zelda's shoulder and another covered her mouth. Zelda turned slightly and found herself looking at Impa.

Impa took her hand off Zeldas mouth and brought a finger to her lips. Then pointed at Link. Zelda turned, Impa stood beside her. Link had stopped for another rest. Then, suddenly alert, he whipped around, sword raised. But it was only Sheik. With a Katana. And two buckets.

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Link stopped. Now that the sun had risen it was starting to get hot. Then Link heard it. Footsteps. Light ones. He whipped around and pointed his sword at Sheik.

Link smiled and lowered his sword.

"Hey Sheik."

"Yo." Link then noticed that Sheik had a sword, was that a Katana? And he had two buckets.

"What's with the buckets?"

"You'll see later. Right now, there's something I want to do. Something I want to see. I want to see how strong you've gotten." Sheik smiled. "Link, I challenge you to a sword match." Link grinned.

"Ok then. Lets do this." Sheik put the buckets down on the side and drew his sword. Link raised his sword.

Link grinned. Sheik had been given a taste of Links new strength. But he had seen nothing yet. Link was completely willing to release his own power (1) like never before. That is, if Sheik was worthy of feeling the true power of Link.

"I won't go easy on you Link. Show me your power." Sheik said. Link grinned and stood still waiting. Sheik ran at Link. Link allowed his gaze to fall to Sheiks legs, almost lazily. He knew it wasn't worth looking at Sheiks legs to see which direction he was going to go. Sheik had trained with him for 5 years, and during those 5 years Sheik had learnt how to predict another person, or monsters, movements. And how to make it look like he was going to do something that he wasn't. But it was still worth looking.

Nope. Sheiks legs told Link nothing. So Link looked at how Sheik gripped his sword. Ah. That's better. Sheik was going to slash at Link from the air. A quick glance at Sheiks Legs affirmed this. He was preparing to jump.

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Sheik was in the air, ready to slash at Link. Link raised his sword horizontally. Sheik wasn't prepared for this. The two swords connected with a clash.

The moment the two swords connected, Link jumped up a little and spun once in the air, causing his right foot to hit Sheiks shoulder. What Link had done had been, for all intents and purposes, a kick. And a good kick at that.

Sheik landed on his side, his sword skidding away. Link hit the ground and rolled. He got up and turned to Sheik. Just in time to catch one of Sheiks needles in his right shoulder.

The needle went straight through his shoulder. Link looked to the right to assess to damage. One end of the needle was poking through one side of his shoulder; the rest of the needle was in his shoulder of sticking out the other side. Link looked at Sheik. Sheik seemed shocked at what he had just done, his hand still in the air from when he threw the needle. Link could feel the burning pain of the needle starting to take over his shoulder. He sighed and grabbed one end of the needle. He gritted his teeth and pulled the needle out.

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Zelda stared in shock, one hand to her mouth as Link pulled out the needle. She was shocked. There was no other way to describe what she felt. She looked at Sheik. He looked shocked too. Why did he look shocked? Didn't he just throw that needle?

"Sheik is shocked because he didn't mean to throw that needle." Zelda heard Impa say. "Sheik mind fell into battle mode. Even if he were fighting you he would have thrown that needle. We should be thankful the needle didn't hit Links heart."

Zelda fell to her knees. She could see flashes of the battle with Gannondorf in her head. She remembered seeing Link afterwards. He'd been cut several times and a bruise had been forming on his cheek. His left shoulder had looked to be dislocated.

Impa moved slightly beside Zelda. Zelda knew straight away that the shadow sage had read her mind.

"I never knew what he looked like after the battle. He...It's hard to believe...The pain he must have felt..." Impas words slowly died.

Zelda looked at Link once again. She could see blood running down his arm. His sword was on the ground next to him. The needle was in his left hand.

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Link could feel the blood running down his arm. He tightened his left hand against the pain and heard a crack. He looked down at the needle. He had tightened his fist so much that he had snapped the needle in half.

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Sheiks POV

Oh My God. What have I done? I just hit Link with one of my needles. Oh god. He's holding it now. The blood from his shoulder is running down his arm. Ohgodohgodohgod. I have to say something, anything.

Wait. What was that crack? Links looking at his hand. Is that... Did he just snap the needle in half? Oh god. He just did. How the hell? That's not possible. He's dropping the needle. Yes. It's been cracked in half all right.

He must hate me now. Onikage, God of Shadow, please don't let him hate me.

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Normal POV

Link let the bits of the needle fall to the ground. He bent down and picked up his sword.

"Link...I-I-I'm so sorry. Link?" Link could hear Sheiks voice. He sounded like a little boy again. Link smiled as he looked down at his sword. His smile slowly faded.

Link straightened up and ran at Sheik.

Sheiks eyes widened and the sheikah lent back. Link brought the sword up over his head and brought it down on Sheik.

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(1) I've been watching Hellsing a lot lately. (I borrowed it from my friends' brother.) "Target is confirmed. Releasing the control art restriction system to level three. Situation C. Keeping the power restriction unlocked until the target has been silenced." I don't know why but when I was writing what Link was, I guess you could call it thinking, there, I was reminded of what Alucard said. And I had to put it on here cause it's a cool quote and I like it.

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