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Hi guys! Apologies for a month without updating. By the way I don't remember if I've mentioned this before but this story is based on the song Dance With The Devil by Breaking Benjamin and scattered throughout the story are some lyrics – some are edited so it'll fit in better. Also, if I get enough reviews I promise that on the last week of classes I will dress up as Link. Now read my beauties!

Chapter 16

Link awoke to find himself almost drained of strength. Next to him lay the demon lord, fast asleep, at least in appearance anyways for all Link knew the man could be faking it. A shudder ran down him as he remembered the night before; though he tried hard to forget it, he could not. His pale enemy had shown him things that had been beyond his imagination and…he quivered again. After that he had fallen asleep….He narrowed his eyes as he tried to remember what had happened. Something important had occurred, something so very critical but, for the life of him, Link could not recall what it was. Something to do with his dream… Growling, Link hit the mattress with frustration as the memory continued to elude him.

"Please, Skychild, if you're going to bounce the bed, at least make it enjoyable for me."

Link flung his gaze towards the demon at the very tired sound of Ghirahim's voice. There, lying next to him, was his source of answers. "Ghirahim…" he broke off not knowing how to phrase his question "…what…happened last night."

Soft chuckling emanated from the pale form "Why Skychild, don't you remember? It would pain me unimaginably so if you couldn't recall that wonderful moment of bliss when you surrendered yourself wholly to m…"

"Not that." Link cut the demon off a blush forming on his face "Something else, something important…." he trailed off, not knowing how to continue.

"Hmm and what could be more important than an ex-hero submitting himself to such wicked impulses?"

Ex-hero? A small fragment of memory floated to the surface.

~…ex-hero you dance with the devil…~

The words echoed in the boy's brain and he tried to hold onto it and remember but found it to be like grabbing the wind. Near to impossible. However, that word reverberated around Link's skull and he found himself whispering "Ex-hero?"

A smug look crossed over the demon's features "Well, you certainly aren't a hero. You didn't win against your first true opponent." A corner of the pale mouth twitched upwards "And what true hero sleeps with same said opponent? Tsk, no wonder your little Zelda abandoned you."

He should have tried to defend himself and Zelda. He should have punched that smug face. Should have. Instead Link lay there, inwardly accepting Ghirahim's words as truth and feeling numb inside. After all, what hero would sleep with his enemy?

Ghirahim slid his gaze over to the blonde who just laid there with a face that wasn't quite mournful but it definitely wasn't cheerful either. Rather it was an expression of one who has lost his way. Pale eyelids closed in satisfaction. They opened again, however, when he was jostled by more movement. He raised his eyebrows as he watched Link sit up and swing his legs over the side of the bed "Attempting to leave, are we? Hmmm I'm not certain that would be in your best interest, Link." He observeved as Link, ignoring him, snatched his pants up and began to put them on. "Of course if you wish to depart you may, however, I'll admit that I don't much care for the idea of retrieving your shriveled corpse." The boy lifted his head up and stared at him, Ghirahim smiled "Oh yes, Skychild, if you leave it is almost guaranteed that you will die. Surrounding this castle is many miles of dry desert sand. Southwardly, the way you once ran before, a lake of lava cuts through the land. So unless you can drink sand and swim through molten rock, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it through alive."

Link stared at the demon for a moment before he sank into a cross-legged position on the floor, his head in his hands. "How am I supposed to get out of here?" he found himself whispering.

"Quite frankly, you're not." The demon stated, sitting up enough to rest his weight on an elbow. "Tell me why, besides the obvious of course, do you want to leave?"

The blonde looked up into the brown eyes "To get away from you."

Ghirahim rolled his eyes "I said besides the obvious, skychild, apparently listening isn't your strong suite." The demon waved a hand dismissively "In any case, if you could leave, where would you go?"

"Skylo…"his sentence was cut short by the other's derisive snort.

"Back from where you came, like a whipped mutt with his tail between his legs?" A smirk began to form "Perhaps, but I rather doubt it."

"Does it matter? So long as its away…"

"From me, yes, I garnered that. Why, may I inquire, is getting away from me so important?"

Link's eyes widened in disbelief at the pale man's question; standing up he shouted pointing a finger at the demon "You brought me to your stupid castle and kept me captive! You've whipped, chained, beaten, slashed and cut me! YOU RAPED ME! AND WORST OF ALL YOU'RE TURNING ME AGAINST MY BEST FRIEND!" He dropped his arm and turned his head away, tears spilling down his cheeks.

Ghirahim remained silent for a bit and then spoke, counting off on his fingers "True. True. Not true, believe me, skychild, I have yet to take your precious body. And false, that, Link Redwing, has all been you." He slid out of the bed and stood "All I did was show you truths, you were the one who decided what to do about it." He placed his right foot in front of the other one "As for torturing and somewhat enjoying your body, all of that is part of my nature, that of a demon." He brought his left leg in front "What you need to ask yourself, is if it is in her nature to leave a person to one such as I."

"No."

"And yet, she did, to you. She sent you off on a fool's errand, with all of Skyloft behind it…"

"STOP IT! JUST STOP!"

"Stop what? The truth?" Chestnut eyes bored into blue ones "Has anyone come to save you from me? Have you had another vision of her? Has there been any indication that she still loves you and that I have been lying to you?"

"…..No." Link stated numbly and sagged down to his knees. A moment later he could see in his peripheral vision white clothed legs cross and sit next to him. He looked up into the deep dark pupils of his adversary "Kill me."

The top triangle's gold color shifted to gray as Link made his plea.

"Hmmm." Ghirahim summoned a dagger and placed it on the boy's carotid artery. Using a finger he lifted the boy's chin up "Before I fulfill your request, you must tell me why."

"Because I failed on my most important task and no one cares enough about me to save me. And…" he broke off and gazed downwards.

"What is life worth living without your Zelda's love?" Ghirahim finished for him, noticing with satisfaction Link's affirming nod. "Very well then." He brought the knife from the golden neck and slashed the blade downward.

*Hums Ghirahim theme* THANKS for reading and remember to review!