Time of the Blackbird
Smile.
How can you smile when you feel so bad?
A bit of a Sojiro complex here
(If you've seen Kenshin, you might know what I'm talking about)
DL is a sadistic one
But not in the sense I usually do!
I'm trying something new!
I should get to the fic,
But why not prolong the…
Sweet suspense to addict like a drug!
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(The sweet suspense to addict like a drug…)
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Time of the Blackbird
Smile Through the Pain
Perfect by nature
Icons of self indulgence
Just what we all need
More lies about a world that
Never was and never will be
Have you no shame don't you see me
You know you've got everybody fooled
Link slowly woke. He was sore, lying on a cold floor with his arms shackled behind him. His sword lay across the cell, wrapped in black chains—a fellow prisoner. Link struggled to sit up, leaning against the stone walls. The air was heavy with the scent of blood and death. A door swung open and the confident form of Dark Link walked into the room. Link scowled.
"Good morning to you, are you ready to begin the day?" DL asked. Link looked puzzled.
The chains binding him fell away and Link rose to his feet, eyes never leaving DL. His shadow smiled sadistically and produced two swords from the nothingness. DL motioned to follow, and Link followed him to a grand arena, floating on nothing and surrounded by stars.
"Now we can fight with no advantages, no restrictions, just one pure battle." Dark Link said.
"Then let us begin." Link said darkly.
As in the previous fight, they circled each other. Then, as you know, all hell broke loose.
Dark Link jumped at his reflection, sword aimed at the chest. Link parried the attack and struck, drawing first blood. DL grinned and whirled, boot connecting with one of Link's old wounds. Link winced, letting his guard shift for a moment. DL swung his sword, stabbing it through Link's right hand. Link cried out in pain and retaliated.
"I laugh at your pain." The shadow said, wiping the blood from his cheek.
"You won't be laughing long." Link said.
He swung, driving his sword into his shadow's side. Red blood sprayed onto the white floor. Dark Link grabbed the sword and shoved it out of the wound. His sword came rising at an alarming rate. Link barely had any time to dodge, in fact, he didn't. The sword stabbed through his leg. Link jumped back, yanking the sword from his reflection's hand. He staggered as he ripped it from his leg.
Dark Link smiled. This was going to be fun.
Link held the two swords elegantly, like this was just a different sort of dance. Link eyes focused on his shadow. He rushed, blood spraying from his wounds as he did so. The swords came in a graceful form of a hawk. They stabbed at Dark Link, but he just kept casually stepping back, continuing the dance.
"You're afraid of people seeing behind your 'hero' mask, aren't you?"
Link didn't answer, the blades spoke for him.
"You wish you could be free, the real 'you'…how sad."
The shadow changed his dance, whirling around Link and grabbing his arms. Link tried to struggle, but his leg finally gave out and he was forced to his knees. The swords fell from his hands and hit the floor. Dark Link laughed. Link just smiled.
"You smile, to pretend that everything is alright, and to hide your pain from others." Dark Link said.
This pattern continued on for several days, sometimes changing. Link was never the victor, always smiling while blood poured from his wounds. He had broken a long time ago, the physical and emotional abuse reducing him to ashes. Dark Link enjoyed every minute of it.
Eventually, Link stopped smiling, and stopped talking. No words would come from his mouth when he tried to speak. He could barely walk, barely hold a sword. Dark Link had broken him, and was soon ready to destroy him more.
'I'm not sad…I'm downright pathetic…' Link thought more and more…so much that he began to believe what he was saying.
One of the days, Link woke to find himself on the shore of Lake Hylia. He sat up. He tried to stand on his own but simply ended up crumpling to the ground. Tears came from his eyes, everything was painful.
"Link!"
Link slowly turned to see Sheik running towards him. Link tried to stand again but simply crumpled back to the ground. Sheik reached his side soon after, looking at his friend with sad eyes. Link tried to speak, but no words came out. Sheik helped pull him to his feet, but Link couldn't stand on his own.
"Link, who did this to you?" Sheik asked. Link tried to speak, and again, silence.
A blackbird settled itself on a nearby tree, red eyes watching them.
"Link...please…say something…" Sheik pleaded. Link's hand touched his throat and looked away, ashamed.
A minor improvisation later, Link was asleep next to Sheik, who was sitting down and thinking. His mind whirled, trying to think about what happened. Something happened, something bad enough to steal everything inside the fairy-boy. Ganondorf was out of the question, he was locked away in the Sacred Realm. Sheik thought, mind racing to find the answer.
A blackbird fluttered down and hopped along the grass towards the two. Sheik watched it, pulling out a small throwing knife and a dagger.
The bird reached a certain distance and burst into black flames. Dark Link laughed cruelly and rose from the flames. Sheik jumped to his feet, standing before Link protectively. Dark Link smiled, red eyes glowing dangerously.
"Do you honestly think you can protect him from me? It's too late for that."
"What did you do to him!" Sheik shouted, eyes darkening.
"I told him the truth, and now he knows how sad and pathetic he really is."
Sheik threw his knife, and Dark Link didn't register the motion. The small blade embedded itself in his right eye. He screamed in pain as red blood poured down his face. His hand flew to his eye, wrenching the knife free. A dark aura engulfed the knife. Sheik tensed. The knife came flying back at Sheik, engulfed by the strange aura. Sheik raised his dagger to block it,
But the blade buried itself in the back of a brown leather gauntlet.
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