Mysticalgems: I'm glad you enjoyed the unexpectedness. Thanks for being so patient.

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Guest: Thank you. And it will get there I promise.

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Geez. I've been gone for awhile. I honestly have no real excuse besides procrastination. Ah well, hopefully you all will enjoy this chapter. Have Fun!

Chapter 19

The brown haired girl's eyes widened hopefully and her voice rose "You know Link?! You know where he is?!"

"Indeed, little maiden, he is in fact recovering in my most humble abode."

Her eyes shut and tears of relief flooded her cheeks "Thank Hylia." Since her eyes were closed she missed the flash of rage that went through the demon's features, when she opened them his face was composed once more. "Please I need you to take me to him."

A corner of his pale mouth lifting; Ghirahim looked down at his arrows "All in good time, first, however I need to be freed from these annoying chains."He flexed his wrists meaningfully.

The brunette's head nodded and she went around behind the tree "Oh, ummm there doesn't seem to be a lock or something that I could pick."

"Do not fret, little maiden, I can get out but first I need something from you."

The girl's eyes widened and then narrowed as she backed up a step "What?" she asked warily.

Ghirahim chuckled "I promise its nothing like that…Orielle." He shook his head, his pale hair lifting away from his face only to drop into place again "No, what I require is something commonplace, some of your blood."

"…my…blood." She restated dubiously.

"I am aware that it must sound rather strange to you but you will find that you will just have to trust me." He sighed "Or you can leave me here, however, you seemed very keen on finding Link."

"I am." She drew out a small dagger from the sheath in her boot and hesitated only for a moment before she made a small cut on her palm. "Ow," she hissed "now what?"

"Come closer." Patiently the demon watched as the brunette steadily made her way towards him. He had his eyes half closed to hide the eagerness that flashed through them. She stopped when she was right in front of him. "If you would please, hold out your hand so I may see it." His eyes flicked over the small cut, there was hardly enough blood for what he needed. No matter. He turned his pale lips up into a reassuring smile. His smile however soon turned deadly and, before the small female could react, his pointed teeth had sunk deep into her hand.

Orielle screamed as she felt his canines break skin, digging between the bones and severing tendons. She hit the demon repeatedly at the same time as she tried to break her hand free, all of it met no success as Ghirahim ignored her assaults and began gulping down the precious liquid. Soon she sunk to her knees, weak from blood loss and still the demon drank. The last thing she saw before her eyes flitted shut was the pale man finally detaching his mouth from her skin.

Ghirahim scoffed at the small female and then turned his attention towards the arrows embedded in his flesh. Concentration crossed his features and soon the arrow in his shoulder's color changed from its holy golden color to a dark red. It began to wiggle and then to slide outward, pushed from an inward source, finally it dropped to the ground with a splash of blood following it. Resting his head on the tree, the demon inhaled and then focused on the arrow protruding from his leg. Soon it also hit the forest floor. Brown eyes closed; sweat beading out on the pale face as black diamonds surrounded the injuries. They opened again when the tissue was completely healed. Fingers snapped and Ghirahim reappeared next to the fallen female. He brushed her hair and she shivered. He leaned down and whispered to her still unconscious form "Hush now, little maiden, I shall not kill you. No, you shall serve a greater purpose. Besides, I promised to take you to your friend did I not? I can guarantee, Miss Orielle, that you will be delivered to him." Picking up her small frame, he chuckled "Besides, you will serve a far greater purpose if you are left alive." A click of the fingers and soon the both of them were swept away in a cloud of diamonds.

peterandhook: small pg13 moment ahead, you have been warned.

Link sat on the edge of the bed, thinking. How could he have been so blind for most of his life? No one up on Skyloft had cared for him, it had all been an illusion. He clenched his fists, fingernails digging into his palms. Who, really, would want to care for an orphan…probably a bastard born child as the demon had pointed out earlier. These thoughts twisted and coiled in his heart like a snake, blackening it further. It hurt, acknowledging the demon's words as truths. But as he sat there the pain of it slowly ebbed away and was replaced by numbness. He lifted his face from his palms and stood up off the bed and crossed to the door. Slowly he lifted his hand and placed it on the knob; he gave it a twist and found to his surprise that it was unlocked. Opening the door, his eyes swept down both sides of the dark corridors. He could leave if he wanted…but…he found that he didn't. Softly the door closed as he pushed it shut and returned to the bed, this time laying on it, his face sinking into the mattress. His eyes closed and he began to doze. He was startled awake however by a touch on the back of his neck that sent shivers down his spine. He flipped over and found the demon smugly smiling at him.

"I'm back skychild," The demon purred, placing a hand under the boy's chin "Have you decided yet?"

Link took his chin away and scooted backwards out of the demon's touch. His eyes met the demon's and he nodded.

Chuckling "Well? What is your choice then?"

Link swallowed and then answered "I will shed blood."

A corner of the pale mouth twitched upwards "Very well then, hero." he sarcastically stated. "Follow me, if you would be so kind."He walked out of the room with Link a couple steps behind.

They went down flight after flight of stairs, turning left, right, left, left, right until the blonde was utterly lost and still they continued on. Finally they paused before a black polished wood door. Before Link could react or say anything he felt himself harshly get pushed up against the stone wall. He felt silken lips touch his and a strong hand grabbed his chin. The demon's other hand wrapped around the boy's waist bringing him in closer. Link inhaled as the lips left his mouth and met his ear nibbling softly along the tender cartilage.

"Are you sure this is what you want, skychild?" Ghirahim asked softly, smugly. He placed his knee right under the young man's groin and slowly moved it towards the wall.

Link let out a shuddering breath, his heart beating madly. His right arm pushed against the muscular chest. He stuttered over his words a bit before he finally managed them "I don't…this…I don't want….I wish to draw blood for my bond."

Ghirahim chuckled "What a pity," and pulled his leg away from the flustered youth. "As you wish, of course." A snap of the fingers and a dagger appeared in the demons hand. Ghirahim grabbed the hand on his chest and placed the handle firmly into the waiting palm; he hissed into the pointed ear "No backing out now, Link, or I shall take you and take you fast." Then the demon backed away, looking as if nothing had transpired.

The blonde swallowed and gripped the dagger in his hand tighter as the older male swung the wooden door inward and stepped inside. Link followed. Blue eyes grew wide and the knife was almost dropped as its holder caught sight of who was in chains "Orielle."

DUN DUN DUN! Lol sorry couldn't resist. Thanks for reading. (Pssst my birthday is tomorrow so why not review as a bday present?) Have a wonderful day!