Longest chapter yet!

Kind of…AU-ish. (laughs)

There's a bit of catholic/Christian/pagan/ whatever it is. (7 deadly sins) I just…HAD to add them, kuz coming up with a whole 'nother history would take too long and then I'd end up making a stupid side story that would probably take up a whole chapter…so…yeah. The 7 deadly sins would be easy to me because of that reason, heh.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda in any way. Nor the 7 sins thing, that's religious stuffs (dies) But my original characters are all mine! MINE!

Chapter 7: Thy Name Is Greed

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As I dwell in Medizinfrau's dungeon, I begin to contemplate the insanity I had performed in that room where I had met The Hero. It seems I can't be alone without something to do for long, as I may very well freak out. I hadn't had any communication with anything or anyone, and just sitting there in that damp room bored me to the point of lunacy. Seeing The Hero at long last made all the adrenaline get to my head, and the excitement of another presence made my mind cloudy, and civil thoughts were forgotten. Simply thinking about it makes me question how stable my mind is.

"Not very."

I glared at the old woman, and she returned the gesture with a sudden outburst that didn't even closely relate to my thoughts that I knew she had heard. "Steal my books why don't you! And tell that Vincente damned fish to return my jewelry!"

"He's albino."

"Let him keep it all, then."

I grinned slightly at her answer, and began skimming the book I was reading once again, though not reading the words, nor comprehending them. The pictures intrigued me to no end. Plants, trees, animals! They were making me go in a frenzy of mind-boggling thoughts. I'd never seen anything like them. Truly!

"Yes you have, Vincente. The tree in the room, you remember do you not?" Medizinfrau replied, hands bustling about, skimming books as I was doing. Her back was facing me, her wild hair frizzing around her.

"…That one doesn't count."

"Why not?"

"It was dead. And fake."

"It wasn't, Vincente. It wasn't." she stated, a wrinkly, bony hand reaching out to a book on a shelf. She grabbed it and held it behind her back, so the front cover was shown to me. A dark, twisted tree was smack dab in the middle of the cover. The rest of the book was red with gold trim around the edges, a very delicate design indeed.

I set the book I was skimming down and walked over to her before grabbing the book out of her hand. I opened the pages and was met with another unknown language with unknown symbols. My eye twitched in annoyance. A small cackle erupted from in front of me, and a hand grabbed the book back. Crazed eyes began looking over the first page.

"Tree of Dusk: a dark figment made my one's own mind power. Little is known about the tree itself, as not many have been sampled or created. It is thought that-"

"Who made the tree in that room?"

"Why, you did, Vincente."

A long silent moment passed as I stared down at her skeptically. She grinned back up at me, her yellowing teeth protruding from her mouth.

"I don't believe you."

"Why not?"

"It was already there when I first entered that Goddesses forsaken room."

"Was it, now?"

I was taken aback by her statement, and I began to ponder over her words. Was it really there when I first went in? I honestly couldn't remember. Most memories of what I had in there had faded away and blended together. I was simply in there for too long. I tried to think back to when I first entered, but it was impossible to do so.

Medizinfrau's grin widened.

"You see, Vincente?"

I stared down at her coldly, then at the open book in her hands. "How is it possible to create one?"

"Having misled thoughts. Thoughts on oblivion, awareness, everything, and nothing. Thoughts of destroying and creating, life and death, order and chaos."

I narrowed my eyes, and said nothing.

"You see, Vincente…your hoodwinked insanity and the vexing quiet made you deliberate. And your mind…Ah, by Vincente, your mind…" she cackled, and put the book away.

I still kept my black lips closed, though my eyes followed her every move, every movement and clink of her beads and bones, every strand of hair swishing with her movements.

"You're so very observant, Vincente. And so smart. I don't know if you realize this, but you really are."

"You said not many of those trees had been made. When was the last one made, before mine?" I demanded, completely ignoring her comment.

"Oh, Vincente. Not long after The Three Goddesses formed the world, I believe. Yes, that was when. When the evil gods ruled the land, and plagues thrived." She squinted her eyes, and a mysterious, secretive glint shined within the dark orbs. I stared at her for a moment before turning my back and leaving the musty smelling room to return to my own.

She didn't seem to notice the plant I had carried out of her room.

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"Master?"

"Yes, Pet?"

"…May I have a proper name?"

Crimson eyes met mine with a quizzical look to them. A dark hand ran through reddened hair, and a sigh escaped his lips.

"What made you want a proper name?"

"…I don't know, Master. Truly."

He leaned slightly forward and stared at the massive door, the blankets sliding down to his naked hips. He looked over at me, and our twin, scarlet eyes stared each other down.

"What kind of name do you wish to have?"

I gazed at him and gave him the cutest, most innocent look I could muster. I leaned towards him, and the blanket fell down to my naked waist. I hugged him around the shoulders and gave him a quick peck on the lips before kissing down his chest. My hands wandered down his pine, and his strong, warm arms wrapped around me. His hands moved and settled on my head as I licked his navel. I went down lower, and grasped the newly formed erection in my mouth, which had been inside of me only moments ago.

He moaned and urged me on with the hands that held my head and pushed slightly down. I did so, my lips and tongue working a sinister, wicked magic on Meanie-Head. After a long period of time, he fiercely pushed me off of him, to where I landed on my back. He grabbed my thighs, spread my legs and thrust in me with such ferocity that I screamed.

A mixture of pain and pleasure was merged within me, and I arched my back as I clutched the sheets of Meanie-Head's bed. Many moans and grunts were heard but not acknowledged, a contrast of white and brown skin glistened with sweat, and a single pair of hips thrust with such fierceness one would think that they would break.

Meanie-Head stared forward at nothing as he stopped thrusting, and I felt a hot fluid inside. He sighed heavily and stared down at me, my stomach and chest covered with my own release.

His formidable eyes stared into mine, and were glazed over with a desire not many others had seen. I could tell he was thinking hard, and a silent conflict was going through his mind before his lips suddenly burst out a word.

"Hebzucht."

I stared up at him intriguingly, not understand what he had said. "What?" I asked, furrowing my brows.

"Your name," he panted "…Is Hebzucht."

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I sat in my room and glared at the carpet on the floor. Hebzucht. Hebzucht. Hebzucht. Hadn't Medinzinfrau said something about an evil god being named Hebzucht? I began subconsciously rocking back and forth; pondering over the name I had been given.

Did it mean something? I'd interrupted her to ask her what it had meant-but she hadn't told me. I need to know. I need to ask her. She has to tell me the rest of the story. I rocked even harder, and I gaped at the carpet with wide, unblinking eyes. I'm sure my Queen thought I was positively insane.

And I might just be.

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"Medizinfrau! Medizinfrau!" I called as I ran down the stairs. I had just stopped rocking back and forth moments ago to sprint down the castle halls and down flights of stairs. I was heading towards the old dungeons that had become her domain, and I ignored all the peculiar looks I was getting from the lesser demons. As I ran down the last flight of stairs I almost tripped but quickly caught my balance. I ran into the door, and was met with the sight of the old woman beckoning streams of light out of the brown blob that I had messed with once before.

"You took a plant of mine."

"Meanie-Head named me!" I panted out.

"It was a very special plant."

"Medizinfrau! He named me!"

"I want you to return it."

"The…the name!"

"I'll trade it for another one."

"He named me Hebzucht!"

She stopped moving and the streams of light retracted, as if feeling her mood. I panted at the doorway and leaned against the wall, tired from running. I stared at her immobile form, and a large grin suddenly appeared upon her face. She didn't say anything.

"The…the god. You said…its name was Hebzucht. Didn't you? Or was I hearing wrong?" I smiled stupidly at the thought. I had run down hallways and literally thousands of stairs to get to this old hag, and what if I was wrong?

"You're not wrong, Vincente."

"Don't call me that! I have name!"

"Yes, I know. I've known all along." She answered. She turned away from my hurt and quizzical look and walked away, back behind a massive shelf of books. I followed her, a fierce bounce in my steps.

"What do you mean you "knew all along"?"

"I knew your true name." She stated simply, hands taking books off the shelf. She skimmed pages and then put the books back on the shelf, only to take more down and repeat the process.

"Why…why didn't you tell me?"

"I already knew that you would find out in time." She grinned, long, wicked nails skimming over unrecognizable words.

"Find out? Did you know that Meanie-Head would name me that?"

"Oh, yes, Vincente."

I ignored the nickname and plopped down in a chair to ponder over this information. When in doubt, ponder. It's a very healthy thing to do, as you might go insane if you don't ponder every once in awhile.

And then it hit me.

"You can see into the future, too, can't you?"

"Oh, yes."

I stared at her with disbelieving eyes. Reading minds and seeing into the future. By the Goddesses, what was this woman? I looked down at her shoes, and a long silence settled in the room, the only sound were the books being taken off the shelves and placed back.

"Here we are…" she stated. I looked up at her, and a large, old, thick book was in her small, bony hands. My mouth and throat suddenly felt very dry, and I gulped before licking my lips.

"What is it?" I asked, my eyes never leaving the open book.

She handed it to me, and I shivered as my fingers merely brushed it.

"Take it, Vincente."

I did so, and let out a small gasp. There was something wrong with this book. Something very, very wicked and sinful. This book held secrets. Morbid, corrupted secrets that weren't supposed to be known.

I flipped open to the first page, and was met with black and purple lettering. I couldn't understand it, and it wasn't like the other symbols I had seen in most of Medizinfrau's other books.

"Tell your great fairy to read it to you."

I jerked my head up.

"She understands this?"

"Oh, yes. She's been on this earth since the three Goddesses made it. She's older than I am, Vincente!" she cackled as I stared at her in incredulity.

"Now go. And return my plant when you come back. And bring the book back, too. Oh, and you should have her read the book with the purple cover that you "borrowed" from me as well. You'll find it highly interesting, I'm sure." She gave me a wicked grin, and I shakily stood up and left. Once again, I heard her call from me as I was heading up the stairs.

"Blue-Eyes, Red-Eyes. What's the difference?"

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"Queen…"

"Yes, Master?"

"Read this to me. Now."

I threw the book in front of her on the jewelry desk she often used. She blinked at it before looking back up at me.

"I said now, Queen."

"Y-Yes, Master."

When her fingers brushed the cover, she shivered, and I noticed goosebumps form on her arms. She quickly opened it to the first page and began to read with a hushed, quiet tone, as if it was a sin to be reading the book out loud.

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Thy name is Greed. It wants everything. It needs everything. And it will do anything to get everything. It will kill children, rape men and women, deprive the world of its recourses, and destroy anything and everything in its path of corrupted virtue. And in its search, it will never realize its true nature and the want and need of something that it will never have. Something simple, reachable, easily seen, but never attainable. It will search and gain, search and gain, and search and gain, but still it will not be satisfied. It will never know what it truly wants, or what it is searching for. But for the time being, it must have anything and everything because it might just find what it has been looking for within everything it attains. Thy name is Greed.

My queen was crying. No, she was sobbing. She was sobbing so hard her body shook and shuttered. She'd been crying ever since she had read both the books to me: the one I had "borrowed" a long time ago, and the one I had recently attained from Medizinfrau herself. I simply lay on my bed, aware of the sobbing but not acknowledging it.

Thy name is Greed.

Hebzucht.

Greed.

Hebzucht.

I didn't understand it. The book given to me by Medizinfrau told the entire history of Hyrule and the rest of the world, the Goddesses, the plagues, blights, starvation, slavery, rapes, murders, thievery, and the Gods. Seven gods. And I was named after one of the worst ones. Simple enough to understand that.

But I didn't understand why Medizinfrau wanted my Queen to read the other one, the one I had "borrowed". It told of creating a duplicate body, but a soul must be used. The more powerful the original owner of the body, the more powerful the soul to put into the clone must be. I was severely confused. I thought of her words she had shouted to me. "Blue-Eyes, Red-Eyes. What's the difference?" I muttered the exact words aloud to myself, and I stared at the ceiling in annoyance. I repeated the words over and over, but still didn't understand. With my Queen still sobbing, I rolled over and eventually fell asleep, my mind shutting down from all the stress I was putting it through.

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I woke up in the middle of the night with Blue-Eyes wrapped in my arms. I looked behind me to notice my Queen asleep on the floor, as I hadn't felt her snuggled up against my back.. How odd. I brushed the weird antic off to stare into the beautiful sapphire orbs and admire them. They were such a pretty blue, much like how my eyes were a beautiful crimson.

…

My eyes widened. Thoughts ran amuck. And I panted heavily as my mind went into overdrive. I flung myself off my bed, jumped over my queen, thrust open the doors and ran up the flight of stairs to Meanie-Head's domain as fast as I possibly could. The massive and beautifully carved doors opened with an invisible gush of wind.

Meanie-Head looked up from the game he was playing with a maid to stare at me. I glared harshly at him, and his lips formed simple words.

"Leave me, slave." He said coldly, his eyes never leaving my form. A "Yes, M'Lord." was heard and the lowly slave rushed passed me. Meanie-Head stood up from the game, and it disappeared with a swish of his hand. He walked forward and held out his arms, expecting me to run into them, for he saw the look on my face.

Angry and hurtful tears ran down my face, and he acknowledged them curiously.

"What's the matter, Pet?"

"Don't call me that!" I screamed and backed away a few feet. I let out a soft sob as my eyes clenched shut.

"…Hebzucht…what's wrong? Come here…" he walked forward, and I walked backward the same amount of steps.

"Thy name is Greed." I stated, then bit the side of my cheek. My eyes opened and I glared fiercely at him, and he suddenly halted, as if he were scared and startled. He gulped and stared straight back at me, his eyes unblinking.

"All you wanted…was The Hero. That's all you wanted!" I yelled.

"Hebzucht…"

"Quiet! You sealed my soul in this body so you could be closer to his beauty! That's why I look so much like him! I'm nothing but an ancient soul in a cloned body. That's it! All this time…all those times I spent with you in bed, you were imagining him underneath you. You were…You…I…Goddesses damn it." I shuddered and fell to the floor in a sniveling heap. Tears literally poured down my cheeks, though I didn't sob loudly. I felt small, weak, and stupid.

That was why he had let me keep The Hero. So he could possibly be closer to him. Wasn't I enough…? I had pondered over my purpose in that damned room in the Water Temple, but that was because of pure insanity. And now, pondering over it seems very sane and normal. I realize that I never truly had a real purpose but to serve my master in his wicked fantasies.

And as I continue to sob, I fall to my side and hold my hands to my face. My sobs wrack my body and I shudder after every single tear. Meanie-Head just stands there, staring at me. After a long time, I suddenly felt arms around me. I knew they belonged to my hated master, but I didn't care. I wanted to be held. Held and comforted in any way. His strong arms picked me up off the floor and he held me in his lap. I kept my hands in my face as I leaned into him, and he cooed to me until I accidentally fell asleep within his hold.

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'S it! Hope that makes sense…if not…I'll try to explain it:

Hebzucht was one of the 7 deadly sins (Greed, obviously)

Meanie-Head was so smitten with Link's beauty that he wanted to make a clone of him! In order to do so, he had to have a strong soul (as Link's soul is probably strong…at least I think so…hey, he DOES wield the master sword and all that good stuff) And that soul he used was Hebzucht's!

Kinda explains why DL always wants everything (laughs)

One. More. Chapter. After this one! Yup. This fic kinda took a sudden and freakish turn. I originally just wanted it to be a DL on Link fic with no background stuff, but…yeah…(laughs) Sorry about that, to those of you who wanted it the same (dies) I hate that, it always happens. I have an idea in my mind, I write it, and then it gets out of hand and a bunch of other things won't leave me alone until I get them down on paper! Agh!

But um…I'm so happy I got so many reviews on this fic, my others didn't get NEARLY as much (laughs) Thank you all! X3