Hi. This is my first Soul Calibur 2 story. Please do not sue me. Feel free to Read and Review, and feel free to flame me, though I might not respond kindly to flames. I will do my best to write a Q/A session thingy at the beginning of each chapter. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Calibur 2, or Link, or anything in this fic. Only the plot is mine. Enjoy!

SOUL CALIBUR II FROM LINK'S POINT OF VIEW

Chapter 1

"Zelda. I need to speak with you alone." Link said to his wife one day. Princess Zelda looked slightly confused for a moment, then quickly finished the letter she was writing. After the defeat of Ganondorf and the disappearance of the Triforce of Power, Link and Zelda had been married. Ganon had cast a spell on them when he had died, causing them to do something they hadn't wanted to do before they were married, and now Zelda suspected she was pregnant. An evil magician had come shortly after Ganondorf's defeat, bringing calamities and ominous, dark clouds that blotted out the sun. Link had just defeated the magician a few days before, and the sun returned. But now, from the look on Link's face, something evil was stirring again. Zelda got up from her desk in Hyrule Castle's library and followed Link out to the inner courtyard, where they had first met 7 years before.

"Link, what is it?" she asked, a frown creasing her forehead as they sat down on the steps.

"That magician wasn't acting of his own free will when he brought those clouds." Link explained. "An evil sword called Soul Edge has a will of its own, and was controlling the magician. The blade exists in another world, and though Soul Edge has been shattered, it is coming back together."

Zelda's frown deepened with concern and the ominous tidings that Link had brought.

"How do you know this?" she asked him, her right hand on his left one, feeling the comforting aura of his Triforce.

"I had to talk to the Great Fairy atop Death Mountain, for I sensed that something was amiss." he said, shaking his head. "She confirmed that what I felt was true, and she explained to me what was happening in this other world."

Zelda hung her head in sorrow and concern.

"Soul Edge's shards are gathering together in the other world, Zelda." Link said, tilting his head to look into his wife's beautiful blue eyes. "The blade's resurrection must be prevented at any and all cost, lest destruction and turmoil reign in all lands, and the peace that we have worked so hard to earn and protect be destroyed."

Zelda looked up at her husband as his hand tightened on hers. She was surprised to see a hint of tears in his midnight-blue eyes. She leaned into his arms, and wrapped hers around him, listening to the steady beating of his heart and being comforted by the sound. The sound that had almost permanently ceased during the battle with Ganondorf.

"I must leave this world and go to find this evil sword. I must destroy it at all costs. This is my duty as the Hero of Time. I must protect the people of Hyrule, even at the cost of my own life."

Later that night, Zelda watched her beloved husband sleep next to her in their room in the Castle. He'd be leaving for the other world in the morning. His trusted weapons were packed by the door. The only thing he hadn't packed yet was the Ocarina of Time. It lay on the nightstand next to the Fairy Ocarina, which his childhood friend and one of the 7 Sages, Saria, had given to him 7 years ago. Zelda drew a shuddering breath and moved closer to his sleeping form. This may well be the last time she saw him sleeping. She watched him, fixing his relaxed expression into her memory, the way his long, golden hair fell across his face, the way his muscles gently rippled under his suntanned skin. She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled up even closer. Her movements woke him and he looked groggily into her face.

"Zelda? Is everything ok?" he asked, yawning. She nodded, but her eyes blurred with tears and her throat constricted as she tried to hold them back. He saw this and concern creased his features, all sleepiness forgotten.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking into her eyes as best he could in the darkness of night. She drew a deep, shuddering breath.

"What if you don't come back?" she asked croakily. "What if you die in that other world and I never see you again? I don't think I could live like that."

"Zelda…" he murmured. He put a few fingers under her chin and tilted her face upwards so she could look into his eyes. He gently kissed her and reassuringly put an arm around her. She started to quietly cry, and he pulled her closer to him, wrapping both his arms around her sobbing frame.

"Shhh…" he said, holding her close. "Don't worry. I'll come home safely. I'll write to you as often as I can, ok?"

"How will you do that if you're in another world?" she asked, chuckling a little through her sobs.

"Ummm… I don't know, but I'm sure I can use some of the Ocarina's magic to get it to you." he said, causing her to chuckle a little more. Her sobs soon quieted and she stopped crying.

"There. That's better." he said, letting her go a little. However, she clung to him like a child, holding him tightly. He smiled softly and pulled his arms tight around her. Then they fell asleep again, content to let their troubles rest until the morning.

Link awoke before the sun and climbed out of bed, careful not to disturb Zelda. He dressed silently as the sun rose and its first rays started to peek in through the shutters of their window. Leggings, undershirt, Kokiri Tunic, belt, gauntlets, and boots went on, then he started to put his Master Sword's scabbard belt across his chest. After that was on, he started to reach for his other weapons and supplies, but they weren't where he had left them the night before. Suddenly he felt someone's arms around his shoulders and his quiver strap slipped on over his head. He held back a slight chuckle and put his hands over Zelda's arms.

"Were you planning on leaving without saying goodbye, dear husband of mine?" he heard her say. He shook his head.

"No. I was planning on waking you up right before I left to say goodbye." he said, turning around and looking into her eyes. She smiled sadly.

"I don't want you to leave." she suddenly exclaimed, and tears sprang into her eyes and streamed down the sides of her face.

"Zelda, please don't cry." he said, his own voice breaking. Tears sprang to his eyes, too, and he closed them tightly, determined that the tears would not fall.

"I'm sorry, Link. But I can't help but feel that you're going to your death." she said, her voice choked and breaking, and he opened his now wet eyes. He bent down to his feet and picked up the remainder of his weapons and supplies. He put his shield on, hanging off of the Master Sword's scabbard, then he put the rest of his weapons in easily accessible places under his shield. He put his four glass bottles under there, too. One contained a Red Potion, another, a Green Potion, and the other two, fairies. Lastly he crossed the room to their nightstand and picked the two Ocarinas up. Then he walked back to Zelda. He looked at the Ocarinas for a moment before looking up at his wife. He extended his left hand, the one with the Fairy Ocarina in it, to her.

"Any time you wish to speak with me, play the Melody of the Royal Family. Play Zelda's Lullaby." he said to her. She took the Fairy Ocarina in her right hand, then placed her left hand in his. Their hands glowed golden, and the symbols of the Triforce appeared on their hands again, the Triforces reacting to each other.

"And any time you wish to speak to me, do the same." she replied. "And always remember where you come from. Always remember me. Remember us." She placed two fingers on his left ring finger, then fingered her own, where a golden band was present. Link's wedding band was hidden under his brown leather gauntlets, but was nonetheless there. He bent once more and picked up the Master Sword from where it had been leaning up against the wall, and sheathed the blade, its hilt familiar in his hand.

"I'd never be able to forget you or Hyrule." he said, and took her hands in his. "I'd never choose anything over this." And with that he kissed her, a deep, loving kiss, one of a husband leaving his wife for a battle from which he might never return. Soon they released each other, and Link reached over to where his hat hung on a peg on the wall. He pulled it off of the peg and pulled it on, the majority of his hair going inside it so that only his bangs, ears, and a small amount of the hair around his ears and on the back of his neck were visible. Suddenly they both heard a ringing, swooshing sound, and something flew out from the folds of his hat, where he had doubled it over so that it didn't get in the way. The something was glowing blue and had wings.

"You didn't think you could go to another world without me knowing, did you?" the thing said. It was Navi, Link's old partner and guardian fairy. She buzzed around his and Zelda's heads, and he laughed.

"Navi?! But I thought you left!" he exclaimed. The fairy made a ringing sound and flew up into his face so that he had to lean back a little.

"I had to take care of some business with the Deku Sprout. I didn't leave for good!" she scolded, and Zelda laughed a little.

"Just as I first saw you in the Inner Courtyard. A boy from the Kokiri Forest with a fairy flying around his head." she said, but her voice was sad. "I guess you aren't that innocent anymore. You aren't the little boy I knew 7 years ago. And you aren't the half-grown young man I found at the Temple of Time all those weeks ago. You've really grown into your role as Hero of Time, Link." Both Link and Navi looked at Zelda, and she smiled sadly. "Come on. You'd best be going." she said.

Link nodded. Zelda dressed quickly, and they headed down and out into the town. They walked through the streets, then up the paved path to the Temple of Time. They walked through the large stone cathedral and past the stone altar, where the three Spiritual Stones still floated under a golden, glowing symbol of the Triforce, then they walked through the Door of Time. When they were standing around the stone pedestal where the Master Sword once rested, Link pulled her into one last embrace. Then he withdrew the Ocarina of Time from where he had put it under his shield. He put the mouthpiece to his lips, and, with one last look at Zelda, began to play. A sweet melody echoed around the chamber and out into the cathedral beyond. A sweet melody that spoke of time and its constant motion, its never-ending flow. A sweet melody that told the tale of history, of legends that had been born and had died, of people becoming legends and heroes in their own lifetimes. A melody that sang of births and deaths, of love and sadness, of good times and bad. The Song of Time. A blue light surrounded and engulfed Link as he finished playing, and he looked at his beloved wife one last time before he was swept away in a blue crystal, soaring through time and space. He closed his eyes against the whirling colors and lights, and succumbed to rest. He would need his strength before long.

Link awoke before long, as he felt himself descending. He looked around through the blue light that surrounded him, a little disoriented by his surroundings at first. After a second his feet touched the ground and the blue light faded. He put the Ocarina of Time back under his shield and drew the Master Sword. Who knew what this new world might be like? As an afterthought, he also pulled his shield off of the sheath. He would need it if he would need his sword. He felt a faint echo of evil coming from the east, so he started to walk in that direction, every sense alert for signs of an attack.

He had been walking for several hours, and had put his sword and shield away before he finally heard something. There was a rustling in some bushes to his right. He pretended to ignore it, and kept walking. Whatever it was, he was confident that he could fend it off or kill it. He was almost past the area when someone charged out of the bushes, which were a little behind him, and jumped in front of him, brandishing a curved sword. The strange man, for it was a man, was wearing a cloth wrapped around his head, and had 'bandit' and 'thief' written all over in his posture and gestures. Link heard more sound behind him, and knew that he was surrounded. He sighed and withdrew his sword and shield. He'd only been in this new world for a few hours and already he was being attacked. This was going to be one heck of a journey.

A young girl of about 15 years walked along a road, heading to the east. She held a pair of Elbow Blades, or Tonfa, in her hands, and she held a peculiar metal fragment in one of them. Her name was Talim. She thought as she walked, wondering about the strange blue light she had seen a few hours earlier, wondering what had caused it. Suddenly she heard the clanging of metal ahead on the road, and she quickly pocketed the metal fragment before gripping her Elbow Blades tightly and running ahead. The sight that greeted her eyes was not a welcome one. About 6 bandits had attacked an oddly dressed man. The man wore a green tunic and a green, hood-like hat, and he fought with a strange sword and a heavy looking shield. He was on the defensive for the moment, and one of the bandits- he looked like the leader- was attacking the stranger. The other 5 bandits were grouped around the combatants in a circle, and the leader seemed to be toying with the strange man. Talim was about to rush in and help the stranger, but he suddenly rammed the lead bandit with his shield. Then he kicked backwards as one of the other 5 ran at him in a rage, and he thrust his sword to his right, impaling another bandit that was attempting an attack. The man quickly blocked an attack from a bandit to his left and did a back flip, soaring over another as he tried to cut off the stranger's head. He turned back to the leader, who was coming at the stranger, sword raised in an attack position. The stranger did not see the 5th and last bandit coming up behind him, however, drawing a throwing knife out of a pocket.

"BEHIND YOU!!" Talim shouted. The stranger whirled around at her shout, startled by the sudden noise, and raised his shield, blocking the thrown knife. He crouched suddenly, holding his sword out slightly behind him to his left. After a split second the sword started to glow blue, then a millisecond later, it glowed gold, and the stranger spun around, so fast that his sword left a blazing after image behind it. The leader of the bandits and the knife-thrower fell backwards, hewn in two by the force of the blow. As all of the bandits lay either dead or unconscious around him, the stranger wiped his blade on one of the bandits' shirts. Then he turned his blue-eyed gaze to Talim as he walked over to her.

Whoa... a cliffie on my first try... Mu hu ha ha ha ha ha!! Stay tuned for the next chappie!!