Chapter 11: The fight for control
Link yelled at kicked wildly as inside his head he fought for the control of his body. He remembered such a time happening only once before. It had happened years ago, in time of trouble. It had been the only way.
The re-deads the had gathered were spread all around him. The girl from the village whom he had rescued was hiding in the corner. She looked at the re-dead with deep fear. Link was bleeding deep wounds were all around his legs and in his torso and in his arms. Link suddenly couldn't think straight. Everything was foggy, Suddenly he blacked out, waking later he saw a league of dead foes and the Master sword planted in a skull. The girl was still there and looking at Link with twice the fear that she had shown with the re-deads alive.
Link reached his hand out too her, but she yelled and ran from him screaming, "Demon! Demon!" Link look at his own face in a basin that was nearby, he saw some markings or something similar that he'd never seen before. Link struggled to remember what had happened, and called up a image of him and a creature with a face who had a similar structure like his own, but the eyes were white, and the markings were... they were the markings around his own face.
Now Link had been thrown inside his own head, completely unable to control his physical body, but in his mind he faced the demon, the one that had come out only once before, and it faced him laughing.
"So we meet again! Hero of Time. Again you need my help, again you are too weak, or do you want to remember? Fine then this time you will you won't forget maybe you won't be so quick to summon me again." Laughing like a mad-man the foe used a spell Link didn't know what, but it blasted him with an impossible power, blasted him against a wall so hard that he was knocked out for a second and the wall crumpled on top of him.
"You won't take me over again, not again." Link gasped, raising his shield.
"The battle for Hyrule is lost, the battle for control is about to begin." Hissed the demon.
"Your evil! I will defeat you this time."
"You think you have a chance?" Link suddenly was forced to kneel over from a pain in his gut. He almost didn't want to ever get up, his intestines felt as though they were aflame. He gave a grunt and lifted himself. He ran forward to stab the thing before him. Before his weapon was even in the air his head snapped and Link vision cut out, a sword was against his back, in less then a minute, this... thing had destroyed the Hero of Time.
"PREPARE!" Was all Link heard before the Shadow possessed him. Link suddenly snapped into control his own body, only he was no longer Link, no that name was for the Hero, the weakling. He was Extherium. (A/N that's said like X-theroy-um) the silver blade in his hand flashed to a pure black.
A hissed that was his own voice came out. "I have been freed, and now the blood shall spill full unto my Master's halls, as he would have it. The black sword flashed and three trolls fell to the ground dead. Another swing of the deadly blade came towards the master, not Extherium's master, just the fool who called himself such. The golden blade barely held off the attack, his hand flew up again and the fool struggled, Extherium found his life source and crushed it. The leader of the fools was dead, now all that was left was to destroy the armies.
Extherium's hand rose again, and a quater-mile exploded forming a deep crater it took hours for the bodies that had been flung to land back in the hole. He laughed openly and gloated loudly. A man came into the door, and Extherium didn't know him, but Link did.
"Monster!" Xilic called rushing forward only to be blasted back by the black magic. The black blade came up again, but suddenly a scream came from his lips.
"Get out of my head!" Shouted the Hero of Time.
"Never, I am the power! I am strength." Xilic watched the fight confused. Inside the dark face of Extherium the battle was raging again.
"You just don't know when to stay down do you?" Extherium shouted.
"I guess you could say I am a slow learner." Link called back, then ran forward striking quick as a snake, but the blow was stopped Extherium swung at Link, but the hero wasn't stupid and learned about his foe and came to expect such a style. The blow went wild and the Master Sword came to stab his foe's gut but Extherium still had his speed and used it to avoid the blade and to slice Link in the hip. The hero yelled and covered the wound, but he soon got over the pain and swung with a renew anger at the man in front of him.
"When you are angry you can actually fight. Interesting... but not enough to save you!" He swung the black blade high and brought it down to smash into the hero's head, only the hero had disappeared. Extherium knew that there was a flaw in the balance of speed and power. Making yourself so fast made you that much weaker, becoming so much stronger made you slower. He started attacking with weaker strikes and became faster. The hero must have learned the trick too for his blade moved so fast it was almost impossible to see. A cut flashed on the shadow's leg. It hurt. The hero had done what you can't do. He had increased speed without losing strength.
Now the shadow didn't use any type of attack strategy at all he used every inch of his speed to block the strikes coming form the Hero. And Link was getting stronger. He wasn't tired, wasn't gasping for air. He was calm, collected, a machine of battle, fully emerged in the way of the sword. His style became somewhat a dance his strikes flowed smoothly together. The number of blurred lines that came form the sword started to increase. The shadow started to panic, he couldn't keep defending himself. Cuts flashed on his face and over his chest. He yelled in pain before feeling the hero's sliver blade against his neck. He yelled, the sliver blade swung, and the shadow never said anything ever again.