The dark demon sky apologizes

Rains its sorries down on me

But it is not the demon sky's fault

It didn't even see

But we both know what demon possessed me

What devil took hold of my hand

Yet I was the one who shrunk into the demon

Watched through closed eyes time's falling sands

The dark demon sky comforts

Holds me close to the clouds

But what it thinks will be my blanket

May well be my funeral shroud

For we both saw the blood I spilled

Through hands not quite my own

Three goddesses labor to save

But the little one works—alone

The dark demon sky turns

And now I see through red eyes

The sky will no longer hold me

We both know I was victim to lies

Her tears couldn't save her

And mine won't save me

May the little one save the savior

And turn her from the arms of the Three…

--Lament of Time

Link PoV

The days of the Tourney passed as slowly as the turning of the leaves—for some. For me, time doesn't pass it stood still. I decided a walk was in order.

Hyrule

For Damion, in Hyrule Proper, time passed much as it did for Shiek. Every day he would wonder where Link was and why Shiek—and/or he—wasn't dead.

"Damion?" Damion was brought back into reality. He was standing in a courtyard, frowning into nothing. The queen stood nearby. "Yes, milady?"

"Any word from Link?" she asked quietly. Somewhere in the depths of his stone heart, Damion felt pity for the queen. She tried so hard and got nowhere each day. But that was in a depths he did not care for, and it was blinded out by his darkness.

"No, lady," Damion said. "I'm quite afraid that I have not heard from him since the last time he departed from the castle."

The Queen nodded. "I just want to put Zelda's soul to rest, and with that—that murderer on the loose, how can I?"

"Come inside with me, milady," Damion said softly. "You should rest."

Link PoV again

I walked for quite a time and suddenly here she was : Sheik. My blood started to boil in an anger that I didn't know.

Just the thought that she killed Zelda was angering me but wait. What he's doing here. I hid and there I saw him, the Prince André of Odnetnin.

He looks at Sheik, like he loves her so if i kill Sheik I'll have to face his sword which I don't want to. Prince André took a deep breath and called, "Shiek!" Shiek turned around, saw him, and smiled. She said, "Good morning, André! I'm just wandering…care to join me?"

A large grin spread itself across André's face. That was exactly what he had wanted to hear I think . He caught up with her, then the two walked in silence a few moments. I followed them quickly but quietly

"Shiek?", Asked André. " Where were you born?"

"For all due purposes? Hyrule Proper, born and bred."

André nodded, as if making a note of that. "In Hyrule Proper…before you came here…did you…did you have anyone?"

Shiek was silent a moment, and André was afraid he'd offended her. Then Shiek said, "Yes…and no." Another brief silence. "I loved him, but…he couldn't see me for what I really was. There I was, right in front of him, but he couldn't see the truth."

"Oh," André said, at once crestfallen and elated. "Shiek…I need to tell you something."

Shiek looked at André, her earnest red eyes entirely innocent. "Okay."

"You…" The words were on André's tongue, but they seemed stuck. "Fascinate me." Was that what he had meant to say? Oh goddesses, that was a stupid thing to say! "I love the way you walk, talk, act…" Was that stupid too? Was that pain or confusion in her eyes? "Shiek, I—"

"Please stop," Shiek said. Yep. Pain in those red eyes. "I'm sorry. I can't!" Shiek turned and ran down the hall, making herself a promise as she ran.

I looked at André almost apoghetically and turned and went outside the Tourney, I remember once Fyre told me of a stream of water near, might be good to finally take a bath.

A bath was pretty good and after I dressed myself, I took something out of my pouch. My ocarina, well the ocarina Zelda gave me. Remembering the song, I started to play the Zelda's lullaby. when I stopped to play, night had fallen. The medallion started to gleam and I turned and I saw Sheik coming towards here so I got up and I jumped into the trees. I looked at her, my eyes red from lack of sleep and from anger. I looked at her as she slowly undressed herself.

"Damn" I thought. "If only she wasn't a murderer"

she soaked for a bit then she looked up directly at me. Shiek scrambled out of the water and picked up the towel she'd brought with her and quickly tried to cover herself.

"Not the smartest thing you've ever done, coming out here, Shiek," I said, coming towards the stream. I drew my sword. "Too bad I couldn't kill you in a fair fight. But you have to die." I pointed the Master Sword at Shiek's open chest.

Trembling, Shiek reached and touched the Master Sword, pushing it a bit away. "Link, please," she whispered. "Please, see me for who I am!"
"A murderer.", I said

"No, Link!", her red eyes began to tear. "Link, I know that no matter what I do, you can't listen. As Shiek I'm a murderer, as Zelda, I'm a mere likeness of her." She dropped to her knees. "But Link, please, please, I'm not a murderer." She fell to her knees on the edge of the stream and bowed her head. And then, Prince André, Lindsay, Rhia, Rowrun, and Zyuiu came.

Normal PoV

The five of them, Rhia surprisingly leading them, so she was still weak, came to the stream. Shiek was holding a towel around her naked body, kneeling in the stream, and Link stood, holding the Master Sword to her throat. "I'm not a murderer," Shiek said, tears spilling from her eyes. André, Rowrun, Lindsay, Rhia, and Zyuiu all stood rooted to their spots, watching it unfold before them.

"I know you can't believe me," Shiek said, her voice a whisper. Yet the five of her friends still managed to hear. "I know you never will and I'm sorry it has to come to this." Shiek looked up at Link. "But I won't stop you. You'll just keep hunting me no matter what I do—and I can't bear it going on any longer. Kill me, Link. End this now." The tears streamed from the bright red eyes. Then, as all watched, the bright red eyes became blue as Shiek became Zelda. "If this doesn't convince you, Link, then maybe I should die. Maybe you were destined to do what he—what Ganondorf—never succeeded in doing."

André and Lindsay both tried to run forward, but they were held back. "This isn't our fight," Rowrun said. His voice was awed and hushed. Zyuiu nodded. Her eyes were hard but her tone matched Rowrun's. "Link has to overcome this demon on his own."

Link PoV

I stand there looking at what Sheik transformed into. Is it really her, I wonder

"Go ahead, Link, you were ready to before," Zelda whispered. "If I'm Shiek I can't be Zelda, right?"

I stared at Zelda, my eyes horrified. I still pointed the Master Sword at her, but did not move. Then, I saw something and I snapped up from Zelda to see just beyond her. Zyuiu and Lindsay both saw it too. Something was moving—something they couldn't see. Then, a short sword flashed in the fading sunlight. Six voices all screamed, but Zelda was silent as the short sword plunged deep into her back—and as the tip exploded through her chest.

Like someone ripping off a mask, Ymota U tore off her invisibility spell. "You were but a warning," the brown-haired twin said to Rhia. "And this is what I warned of."

I stared down at Zelda for a split second, then at Ymota U. With a roar, I swung the Master Sword at Ymota U. She dodged the swing nimble and kicked me. Ymota U made eye contact with Zyuiu for a second, and then faded from sight.

Time stood still for a moment—and then Zelda let out a small gasp and fell over. I was the first to run over to her, followed (in this order) by André, Lindsay and Rhia, and Rowrun and Zyuiu. Lindsay gasped. "My sword! It's still in my room!"

Zyuiu glanced in the general direction of the Tourney. "It's gone straight through her heart," she whispered. "By the time you get to the Tourney and back, she'll be dead."

Five pairs of eyes, one green, four blue, turned to Rhia D'nalz the fifteen-year-old archseer. "But the exertion will kill you," Zyuiu said. "Trying to heal her…making glitter in the air made you pass out this morning!"

I began to voice his confusion. Lindsay cut him off shortly and said, doing her best to control her anger and frustration, "When Ymota U tortured Rhia she also sapped her magic. Using magic for her right now is like cutting a vein and letting it bleed."

"It doesn't matter," Rhia said quietly, staring at the sword that protruded from Zelda's back. Nobody heard it.

"If we use pressure and Lindsay runs fast, Shie—Zelda has a chance," Rowrun said.

"We have to remove the dagger," André said. "Leaving it in will kill her!"

"So will taking it out!" Link shouted.

"We need herbs!" Zyuiu said. It continued on like that for another moment. Then, Rhia said again, in a quiet voice that nearly deafened the five around her, "It doesn't matter."

Link looked at her. "What doesn't matter?"

"It doesn't matter," Rhia said again. Before anyone could stop her, Rhia lunged and grabbed Zelda's pale, cold hands. "Rhia, no!" Lindsay cried, but it was too late. Rhia let out an ear-piercing scream. Her brown eyes flashed blue, then red, then back to brown.

"What the hell?" Rowrun said.

Rhia took a deep breath. "I've connected our souls," Rhia said. "I can heal her, now, I think. Oh, goddesses, I can feel the pain! Oh, Shiek…Zelda…" Rhia closed her eyes and shuddered.

Rhia worked feverishly for hours through the night. No one was quite sure what she was doing—but whatever it was, she was doing it hard. As she worked, I paced worriedly near the trees, often times stopping to talk to André and Rowrun, who were doing their best to alter the image they had of me. Lindsay stood near Rhia and Zelda, shifting her weight from foot to foot, arms crossed over her chest. Zyuiu stood by Lindsay and occasionally dipped her fingers in the stream.

An hour before dawn, Rhia, who had been working sitting on her knees, leaned back, sweaty and exhausted. "I can do no more," she announced sadly. "Her fate is in the goddess's hands now." Rhia slumped even further back, then fainted.

When Rhia fainted, everyone had stopped what we were doing and came around Zelda and Rhia. We watched in awe as Zelda's wound simply seemed to close. But then they turned to Rhia—she looked like death. Zelda moaned and opened her eyes, looking around disorientedly for a moment. Then her eyes shot open and she sat up with a bit of difficulty. "Rhia!"

"Zelda!" I said. I know my eyes seemed torn between grief and guilt over Rhia, and regret and happiness over Zelda.

"In a minute," Zelda said, turning to Rhia's fallen body. "Oh, sweet goddesses. What happened to Rhia?"

"She used too much magic, I think," André said. He looked at Zelda, genuinely confused. He liked Shiek a lot, but Zelda…Zelda was Link's! Untouchable! What now did he have?

"Will she die?" Zelda asked.

"Unless something powerful enough intervenes," Rowrun said. "Probably."

"The Sword of Healing wouldn't help," I said, answering Zelda's next question. "Whatever is killing her like this isn't physical."

Zelda frowned, then her pale hand flew to her neck. She gasped. "But…but it was a dream!"

"What?" Zyuiu said.

"My necklace," Zelda said, not really explaining anything. She knelt down beside Rhia and brushed away her ponytail. The silver Triforce necklace hung from the young archseer's neck. "But it was a dream!" Zelda repeated. Suddenly Rhia groaned, and Zelda stood and backed away to give the girl room.

Rhia opened her eyes and saw Zelda. She sighed and leaned her head back on the ground. "I thought I was dreaming…when I fainted, I was so scared I'd let you down."

"Rhia," Zelda said patiently. "You died for me. You can't let someone down when you die trying to save them."

"Wait," Lindsay said. "She did what?"

So Rhia and Zelda explained what had happened in the mysterious dream plain, each filling in what confused the other one. The rest were astounded. "Rhia, you touched thegoddesses?" Zyuiu said.

"Hell, I was ready to walk away with them," Rhia said. Rhia looked at Link, then at Zelda. "Oh, my. We do have some talking to do tonight."

"We?" I said

"Yes, we," snapped Lindsay. "You and Shie—Zelda, for obvious reasons. Rhia and I, because we helped Shiek get here—got her away from you! Zyuiu is one of Shiek's greatest allies…and I know Prince André and Rowrun are confused. So yes, Link, we."

Zelda looked at me, then her arms encircled Rhia's shoulders. "No more playing hero, Rhia," she said. She stood up again and looled at Rhia. "Why did you do it? Why did you give me everything you had—more than you had?"

Rhia looked away. "It's just what friends do," she said. "Now. Zelda. Talk to Link or I'll turn you into a chicken and I won't turn you back."

Zelda turned hesitantly to the young Kokiri man. "I guess I don't want to be a chicken," the young princess said. She looked at Rowrun, André, Zyuiu, Lindsay, and Rhia. "But I think I need privacy."

The five nodded and agreed. "We'll be back at the Tourney," Lindsay said. "And for the goddess's sake, Rhia, stop trying to walk! I'll carry you!"

Several minutes later, when all sounds of the retreating five had faded, Zelda sat down on the grass and heaved out a long sigh. I slowly sat down beside her.

"What's going on?" I asked. And so Zelda told him—about Damion, about Shiek, about meeting Lindsay and finding out I was after her, Rhia and the chickens, the bloody Triforce on her hand, the scrublands, the Tourney…and the dream…When she got to the dream, I was worried. And when she told him about the voice that had accosted her on the scrublands, I was doubly so.

"It said I would die alone," Zelda said. "I don't remember much else about that." She sighed. "Now. You tell me just what in hell was going on with you!"

And so I told her my side of the tale. How apparently, Damion had tricked me—tricked all of Hyrule. I told her of my confusion, as well, that I had known, somewhere in my confused mind, that Damion was more than he seemed. When I was done with that, I apologized and Zelda laughed. Then I tried to kiss Zelda, and Zelda moved away.

"It's too soon," she said. "Link, up until a few hours ago, you were trying to kill me." Zelda sighed again. "Shiek is no more than a different body and a different name. She was where I poured all my anger, violence, and whatever else for a long time. And she turned out to be my refuge."

I nodded sadly, but understanding. "We should go back," I said. I rose to leave but Zelda pushed him back down gently.

"Not yet," she said. "Can we sit, just a while more?"

I took her hand and kissed it. "Whatever you want, Princess." She leaned against my strong shoulder. Eventually, I put his arm around her, and they sat there that way until noon.

Shiek, with all her clothes on, entered the Tourney gates, followed by me. "Who won?" Shiek asked the registrar.

"By default, since the entire lot of you didn't show up again in time for a fight," the registrar said. "Samus Aran beat Roy, and she won the Tourney this year. You lot have a week or two to conclude businesses here, then we close the building."

We both nodded and made our way towards Shiek's room. Shiek knocked on her friends's doors. When they were all out, she said, "Damion magically controlled Link's mind so he would kill me. I'm going back to Hyrule Proper. We have a score to settle with Damion, Link and I."

"I'm coming, too," Lindsay said. "I followed you here and I'll follow you back."

"Me, too," Rhia said. "Friends fight for friends."

Zyuiu said, slowly and carefully, "I'm coming." I looked at her. "I blame him for what Ymota U has done to me—and you all. Don't tell me the blame is hers—I won't hear that. I can't. If her soul is still dark when Damion is gone, then yes, it is hers. But for now, Damion's."

"I'm coming," André said suddenly. "Like Rhia said. Friends fight for friends." This brought a great smile from Shiek.

"No fair, I'm coming too," Rowrun said. "I'd get lonely without André…and Flames. We just have to pen a letter to the Order of the Crimson Hawk, and we're good to go." Rowrun laughed as André smacked him upside the head and hissed, "They're not supposed to know!"

Three had fled to the Tourney, with nowhere else to go; one had followed them there. Three had come to the Tourney unsuspecting of what Fate would hold for them. But seven would leave it, all thirsty for a magician's blood.

"Let's see if Lady luck still with us. So far so good and now Damion to the settling of everything, we'll come for you", I thought

Warstock : Hooray a new chapter done

Dark-Link: About time, it's been what a year, a year and a half

Warstockclubbing Dark-link with a sledgehammer: Shut up thy not supposed to know

So as my unconscious friend told you sorry for the long update but life had been a bit hectic recently so I'm sorry and I'll try to finish it quickly so see you soon all

The One and Only Warstock-Leonhart

And the Faller-Of-Darkness-Knocked-Out-Cold Dark-Link