A/N:Sorry this is a bit late. I'm trying to get this done, really I am. But I'm afraid my obsession with Zelda is fading, as much as I hate to admit it, and this makes itmuch more difficult to write. But I promise to finish this fic, at least.

Hopefully I'll get back into Zelda when the new game comes out this year:)

Confession

Impa predicted that my mother had only weeks left. Throughout all of those miserable days, Link almost never left my mother's side, and that was where I found him on the day that I finally convinced myself that I had to confront him and confess.

It was to be one of the most difficult endeavors I would ever have to endure. But Ganondorf's sudden silence for the past week made me uneasy, and I had no other choice; I had no one else to go to. Whether I liked it or not, Link was my only hope.

I approached my mother's bedroom door hazily, as if walking in a dream. Peaking through the small crack left open in the doorway, I observed man and wife exchanging what could possibly be their last words together.

"I'm sorry," my mother sobbed. "I'm so sorry, Link. I took your life away from you..."

"No, no," Link said firmly, shaking his head violently. "You didn't, Zelda."

"I should have given your childhood back to you," my distraught mother continued, breathing heavily with the effort to merely speak. "You deserved to have a complete life."

"No, Zelda," Link said weakly, his voice cracking unsteadily, which I had never heard him do before. "I didn't let you; it was my own decision. Don't do this to yourself now…"

After a long pause, my mother spoke again. "You're right," she said, suddenly sounding a bit stronger. "I shouldn't wallow in self pity. Forgive me, Link."

"It… it's all right," Link stammered.

After another pause, my mother sighed. "I love you so much," she said quietly.

"I love you, too," Link replied immediately, and when I risked a peek in, I saw him move in to kiss her gently. My heart ached as I watched them, and I almost couldn't take it any longer. A few long moments passed agonizingly by, and I decided that my mother had most likely fallen asleep by now. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, as if preparing for the world to crash down around me.

"Link?" I said hesitantly, stepping into the room.

He did not turn to face me. "Yes?" he asked, his placid tone revealing no emotion.

I wrung my fingers apprehensively and shifted my weight. "I... I have to talk to you," I said. "Please."

He turned his head, staring disparagingly at me for a long moment. "Alright," he finally responded. He stood, gently kissing Mother's hand before he followed me into another room, making it all the more difficult for me to have enough courage to tell him that I had done this to her.

He followed me to the library, where we could talk in private. Quietly I shut the door behind him and turned around. He stood there, waiting for me in the middle of the room.

"Uh..." I stuttered nervously. "I-I think you'd better sit down."

He raised an eyebrow, and then reluctantly sat on the chair closest to him. I anxiously sat in the seat directly across from him.

"I'm scared," I began, my voice trembling with fear.

Link sighed. "Yes, Kiran, I know. We're all scared for your mother. Impa and the healers are doing everything they can for her."

I shook my head. "No, no. You don't understand. I-"

"Kiran, you're not the only one who loves her," he interrupted. "Trust me, I understand and-"

"It was me!" I cried out suddenly, feeling the tears now streaming down my face.

He stared at me blankly and blinked. "Wha . . . what do you . . ."

I slid down to my knees and sobbed, "I didn't even know it was happening! I thought it was just a dream! I-I couldn't stop myself, and Ganondorf-"

"Wait… Ganondorf! Slow down, Kiran, you're hysterical," he commanded firmly, his face showing concern. I could tell he was making a fervent effort to stay calm, but with little success. "W-What are you talking about? What did you do?"

I paused, looking into his angry eyes. "I poisoned her." I shut my eyes and prepared for him to strike me down in rage there on the spot. But it never came.

I snuck a peek after a few moments to see his reaction. His eyes were wide with shock and horror, and he gripped the sides of his chair so tightly, his knuckles were white. His mouth moved up and down, but no sounds came out at first.

"You..." he whispered, tears welling in his eyes. "How… how could you...?"

"I didn't mean to, I swear!" I cried, reaching to grab Link's arm desperately. "I can barely remember when I did it. All I know is that I somehow got into the kitchen one night and... I just did it. But it was like I was watching someone else do it. I-I couldn't control myself. And when I woke up, I thought it had been just a dream, a terrible dream!"

His glazed eyes seemed to look right through me as I babbled on.

"And the voice," I continued, hoping and praying for him to understand me. "I hear it constantly now. Urging me to do horrible things. Things I would never even think of doing. Link, I think it's my father. I think it's Ganondorf."

His eyes widened and he seemed to regain his focus. "Ganondorf?" He placed his hands on my shoulders. "Ganondorf has been speaking to you?"

I nodded slowly.

"Holy Din," he muttered, cradling his head in his hands. I held my breath as I waited anxiously for his course of action. "I'll be right back," he said, standing up abruptly. "I've got to find Impa." He rushed out of the room, leaving me in silence.

He's going to kill you. My father's voice echoed through my mind. He knows you're too dangerous to have around.

My father's voice echoed through my mind.

I slammed my hands over my ears. 'No!' I cried in my mind. 'He wouldn't do that!'

He wanted to kill you when you were born. What makes you think he'll hesitate now?

I pulled my knees up to my chest, refusing to let his words get to me.

After all, you killed his precious Zelda.

I began to rock back and forth, humming my mother's lullaby to calm myself. But he continued to taunt me with his cruel words. And the worst part was that I knew they were true.

Yes, you killed her.

I sang the beautiful melody louder and louder, but nothing would drown him out.

Your own mother.

Oh, Goddesses.

Murderer.

I heard screaming, a horrifying sound that chilled me to the bone. It wasn't until my throat started burning that I realized that the screaming came from me. I faintly saw the blurry form of Link approaching me before I was consumed by darkness.