Welcome back to this chapter! I worked hard on this one, so I hope you enjoy.

grandshadowseal that is an interesting way to put it. Your idea sounds so much better than mine! I had thought of it as, Sheik saw fake things as see-through objects. As for seeing the truth off of people, I have my own theory of that the sheikah can see the emotions of people radiate off of them, so lying to a sheikah is very stupid since they will know right off the bat. Sort of like the Hero's Charm in windwaker, they can see how weak you are. I am literally basing all of Sheik's abilities through the sheikah made-items, not just from Ocarina of Time. Now for Dark, he is... very discontent with his situation! XD

On to the story!

Sheik slowly walked up the steps to the platform above. His shadow folk senses were going off the charts! Something was very wrong here...

Link was already in the center of the desolated art gallery. On each side of the room, hanged a painting of a lonely road with dead trees framing the pathway to a dark mountain, or castle. He couldn't tell since it was painted to look like it was shrouded in darkness.

"Sheik. I don't see anything here." Link said.

"Don't be fooled!" He bristled. "Something is very wrong here. I can feel a presence among us, and it isn't friendly..."

Link walked towards the exit of the small arena, towards Sheik. "I don't see anythi-"

Shing!

The golden gate closed, four pikes coming up from the ground, almost impaling the Sheikah on the other side.

Link saw Sheik's eyes grow wide. "Link..." He started weakly. "... behind you..."

Link stiffened then slowly turned around, scared of what he might see. Behind him was the man he saw seven years ago; Ganondorf!

He was on his black steed, looking down at him as if he was common trash. His evil chuckles still made his ears ring from how much he hated it. But then, he reached a hand to his face... and pulled it off, revealing his skull and horns.

The gruesome sight made Link weak in the stomach. That wasn't right on any level! No one should be able to just take their head off, like some Halloween mask!

"It's the evil spirit of beyond..." Sheik whispered in wonder to himself. "... Phantom Ganon..."

The dark horse neighed ferociously and started floating in the air, then it galloped away into the world of paintings. The rider laughed.

"So, you have defeated my wenches, eh? Well they are nothing compared to a true Phantom of Darkness!"

Link could hear the sounds of the horse galloping towards him, but he didn't know where it was coming from!

"Behind you! He's coming from the painting behind you!" Sheik shouted. He wanted to enter the arena, but some dark force had put an invisible barrier around it. No doubt the Phantom himself had done it.

Link quickly turned, his bow and arrow poised to strike! "Gotcha!" He cried, firing at his target.

The horse cried out in surprise and retreated back into the brushwork, slightly wounded.

Link listened for the telltale galloping, his arrow ready to strike. His eyes scanned the painting, finding the one he sought out. He readied his weapon for when he came out.

To his surprise, the horse retreated.

"Behind you!"

It was too late, a surge of electricity had drowned the battle field, with Link in the middle of it. He screamed, loudly. The sound was just heart-wrenching from how painful it seemed.

"... Link..." He said slowly. "Are you alright?" Sheik wished he could run in and save his friend, but this barrier would not allow him to!

Something had changed. The look in his eyes was different. His stance had changed from being fearful, to one of purpose and an intention. A deadly purpose with the intent to slay the hell spawn that blocked his path from delivering the righteousness of the Golden Goddesses of Hyrule.

Needless to say, it was a powerful look that made Sheik feel very small at the moment. He wanted to disappear in the shadows, not feeling worthy enough to be seen by those orbs. His Nayru-colored orbs.

Link took aim, deadly focused to hit his mark this time. Two Phantoms came to him. He watched, bow string drawn, to see which one was the coward, and which would feel his wrath.

The one he eyed retreated back into the painting. He quickly turned around and shot the phantom horse. The dark steed refused to take anymore punishment, and abandoned its master, in favor of living for another day.

Sheik would be on the edge of his seat if he had one. The evil spirit was now floating over the arena, not dwelling back into artworks. Phantom had brandished his sword, ready to fight head on. But both Sheik and Link knew it would not be a fair fight.

Phantom floated around the arena, as if deciding what angle was Link's weakest. He abruptly changed motionary tactic and started charging up electrical power.

Sheik's eyes were wide. How he desperately wanted to throw his knives at him, just as a distraction. He did not want to see Link get burned to a crisp! "Get out of the way!" He shouted, unsure of what else to do. He felt useless! He didn't follow along just to be a hindrance! He wanted to help, dammit!

As if time had stopped for five seconds, he saw Link look at him with those pure, yet powerful eyes. He couldn't help but shut up under the gaze, but it wasn't his eyes that blew him away. It was the clever smirk adorning his battle-flushed face.

As soon as Phantom threw his energy ball at Link, the Hero acted. He lifted his sword like a tennis racket and struck the energy right back at him!

Both Sheik and the Phantom did not see this coming! The monster was struck by his own power, and dropped out of the air like a dead fly. Sparks of electricity buzzed around him, paralyzing him. He was stunned with pain overwhelming his entire being.

In Sheik's world, it served him right!

Link acted quickly, jumping and slicing through the creature. But unlike expected, he did not get cut in half. The sword went right through him like the ghost he was, but not without some resistance.

Phantom howled in pain, feeling the holy blade of the goddesses pierce his life force - the black magic that held him together, and kept him in the realm of the living.

He quickly flew back up, out of Link's reach. He scowled and charged another attack, very much similar to his last.

'Did he not learn from his mistakes?' Thought the Sheikah.

Link anticipated the attack and struck the energy ball back at him. But this time, Phantom struck it back! It had become an odd sort of tennis; the 'ball' going back and forth over and over again!

To Sheik it looked quite silly for a battle to the death.

Both sides were unwavered, trying to strike the energy back at the other as quickly as possible. Link drew closer, making the timing more brisk and riskier. One of them was bound to make a slip up at this range! And obviously, Sheik hoped it wasn't Link.

The phantom looked very annoyed at the events, and was getting impatient. Link on the other hand, looked like he was having the time of his life! This deadly, air born table tennis was nothing but a game to him!

Eventually, Link outlasted him.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Phantom Ganon screamed in agony, the Master Sword jutting out of his stomach, until Link pulled it out. He cried out, his connection to the world was withering away with his burning body. Everything chipped away, leaving holes in his body that people could actually see through.

Sheik sighed in relief. The battle was over. The hero had won. No casualties besides some injuries to his person - but nothing he couldn't fix with a long rest and a chug of good, old-fashioned red potion.

"You seemed worried." Came the smug comment.

'Eh?' Sheik looked up to see a cocky Hero of Time looming over him. He quickly straightened up. "Well!" He crossed his arms. "Am I not allowed to want to know the well-being of Hyrule's only hope? Is that so wrong, hero?"

Link grinned cheekily. "Funny. At first you called me a hero out of respect. Now you say it every time you want to spite me."

Sheik rolled his eyes. "Oh funny. Let's just awaken the Sage and leave his place." He wouldn't admit it, but he was starving and wanted to go as soon as possible.

Link snickered at his friend. "Alright, alright! Have it your way, pushy!"

"Hero you have not even seen 'pushy'!"

"What a useless creation..."

Both boys looked at each other with wide eyes, before looking everywhere, trying to pinpoint the voice.

"I see you have skill, boy. But do not think you will defeat me. This was merely a puppet in my image, and I am far more powerful than you can imagine."

"Ganondorf!" Link shouted. "Show yourself, you coward!"

"Quite testy, aren't you? You would be wiser to hold your tongue. Now, for this miserable creation; I will banish it between dimensions!"

In a last cry of pleas, the Phantom disappeared in array of burning light. It left behind a piece of heart. It was still beating. It was gross. Link wasn't touching that.

The darkness in the room lightened considerably. In a flash of green light, both warriors were transported into a familiar chamber. Appearing in front of them, was Saria.

Link's face brightened. "Saria! You're alright!"

She smiled. "Of course I am, Link! All thanks to you!"

If Sheik wasn't so mature, he would have made gagging noises.

"I hand to you the Forest Medallion! It will add my powers to your own. Please take good care of it."

Link held it close to his chest. "I will."

Sheik merely held his breath. He didn't want to accidentally voice his opinion. Especially not when the Sage so happened to be someone important to Link's childhood.

In another flash of light, the duo found themselves in front of the temple. Everything seemed a bit lighter. The air before felt polluted by a dark presence. Now it felt more fresh and free. The forest was clean again.

Link took a deep breath. "Home." He whispered, but loud enough for his partner to hear.

"Ah, yes. You were raised in these very woods, correct?" Sheik asked.

"Yeah." Link replied solemnly, lost in his nostalgia. He closed his eyes and took it in for a moment longer...

Grrrrmmbble!

Link's eyes snapped open. He was pretty sure that sound did not come from him! He turned to his partner, to see him holding his stomach in vain of trying to shush it.

Sheik covered his growling stomach, shyness flourishing in his cheeks. "Er... I forgot to eat before entering the temple..."

Link grinned again. "Well, well! And here I thought I was irresponsible!" He laughed. "Come on, there should plenty of food in the forest. Now that the curse from the temple has been lifted, it hopefully won't be poisonous or something."

Sheik followed his guide obediently. He was completely famished!

About an hour in, they both had gathered plenty of fruit of different varieties. Link looked quite pleased with the find, but not nearly as impressed as Sheik.

"The woods are very fruitful." He said, sitting down next to the pile.

Link snickered childishly.

"What are you laughing at?" He asked, confused at the random behavior.

"You made a funny, and you didn't even know it." He continued snickering.

"... you baffle me, hero." He replied blandly.

Link sat down, the pile of plentiful fruit between them. "Oh well! Enough of that, let's eat!" He grabbed an apple and bit into it, leaving behind a large bite.

Sheik watched him for a moment then stood up. "I will keep watch."

Link stopped his rambunctious snacking. "Now hold on! We beat the temple! Nothing should be out to get us!"

"You never know what might happen."

Link abruptly stood up with a restraint fury. "Hey! If anyone should stand watch, it's me! I gathered this food mostly for you, and your not going to eat it? Your starving!"

Sheik inwardly flinched, now feeling very disrespectful towards him. "I am sorry, but it is my duty to put those I give my aid too first before myself."

"Bullcrap! You are eating! I'm putting you before myself!" Link crossed his arms stubbornly with a slight pout on his face.

"But-"

"No excuses! You are going to eat, and I'm gonna watch you to make sure!"

Sheik's eyes went wide. "Wh-wha- You can't be serious!?"

Link was caught off-guard by the behavior. "I don't see the big deal. If you're hungry, then eat. It isn't complicated."

Sheik shook his head. Another example of Link's naivety. "Link. I cannot eat, because it is the way of my people. We do not eat in the presence of other non-Sheikan. It is forbidden and disrespectful to our kinds vow. We have sworn to never let down our guard around those associated with the goddesses. You may not be royalty, but I still have a vow to protect Farore's fated child."

Link was blown away. "But... if it is my duty to save Hyrule, then shouldn't I be the one protecting you?"

Sheik turned away, his golden hair swaying. "Then I guess we are at a stalemate."

Link picked up the biggest, juiciest apple of the bunch and marched towards his partner with noble pride. "Sheik," He grabbed his hand and placed the apple in his palm. "if you can't eat in my presence, then eat while on duty."

Sheik was frozen. No one had ever grabbed him like this, as his kind was very respected and given a wide berth of space. But Link was tearing down those walls quickly with his innocent well-meaning and warming kindness.

Link smiled. "Compromise?"

Sheik nodded his head, respectfully taking the apple. "Compromise. Thank you, Link."

"No problem!" He said, his childish nature returning.

Sheik had eaten the apple after leaving Link's sight, leaving the hero to eat his pile of fruit - with Sheik going back and forth for more fruitful snackage. The sun was already starting to rise, meaning they had finished the temple in a single night. Regardless, Link felt extremely tired from the temple draining all his energy and his body now begging to sleep off the food he ate. His red-eyed partner wasn't too far off as Sheik was both tired by the temple and the daylight breaking through, but his warrior instincts keeping him energized.

Sheik often suffered insomnia, and he didn't like it.

Link yawned. "Sheik." He gently called out. "You wanna travel out a bit more?" He asked.

Sheik jumped down from the trees, landing in front of him. "Are you sure? You seem quite exhausted. I think you should find a place to sleep before heading out to the next temple. It would do you no-good if you just walked into enemy fire in such a state."

Link couldn't help but agree. His adrenaline had left him, leaving behind a dead-tired shell of a man. "Okay. I won't argue. Duty is important, but I won't be useful if I'm just dragging my feet everywhere, right?"

"Of course." Sheik agreed.

"And so, we should both get plenty of shut eye!" He smiled. "Meaning, you need sleep too! None of this, royal-duty business!" He grabbed his wrist and started into a run. "If we're gonna be partners, then we are equals! Got it?" He said, looking over his shoulder.

The sheikah's bright roses met brilliant blues. They were so wide and open, filled to the brim with honest, positive emotions. He truly cared about his well-being. Growing up in a world ruined by Ganon, Sheik hadn't felt cared-for in a long time. He let Link drag him along into the village of Kokiri.

"What do you think?"

"I think it is far too small for two full grown men to stay in."

Indeed to Sheik's word, Link's Kokiri house was small in rooming. There was only one bed. A bed way too big for even just one man. At least it was tall enough for them to stand in and did a great job at sheltering, but it was going to be a bit of a puzzle to find out where they were going to get beds from.

Link scratched his hair. "Eh... you're right. Guess I didn't think this through enough."

"Nonsense. You merely forgot that you grew up. You did just wake up as an adult only a day-and-a-half ago." Sheik supported. Last thing he wanted was the hero to get a case of lost-confidence-syndrome. "You were merely being resourceful." He added. "I say, we just need to conjure up a bed to rest in."

Link smiled. "Alright, I get your point." The green-clad hero's mind was strewn into a puzzling of 'where' and 'what' to find a makeshift bed. It may have been early in the day, but Link really wanted to at least get a few winks before more travel.

Sheik turned his head, listening with sharp, pointed ears. "I do believe we have company."

"Hmm?" Link grunted in disgruntled response. He looked out the door to see a familiar face.

Fado. A Kokiri girl he knew quite well. Her hair was still in the pom pom pigtails she was known for. Link never truly liked nor hated her, but she always seemed to have a thing for the most creepiest things. While the other Kokiri were more innocent and childish, she was childish with more a sadistic and morbid humor. Even the way she talked was creepy; so babyish, but with a sense of something not-quite-right in between her jejune phrases. She always seemed to have a thing for Mido - always stalking him and appearing in places you wouldn't expect, like right behind you. The creepy Kokiri always seemed to be more of an oddball left out. Not for the same reason as him, for not having a fairy, but for just how... odd she was.

Fado tilted her head cutely. "Why, hello. I'm surprised. No, I'm lying. I'm Fado." She giggled.

Sheik took note to never piss off a Kokiri. More specifically, this one! He knew she was no where near dangerous, but he couldn't help but feel like he was in the presence of the more malicious forest spirits. As a being of a race of Shadow Folk, he knew there was a fine line between light and dark. Some over the extremes of either sides, others in the middle. Even a well-meaning race of woodland children are allowed the occasional anomaly a.k.a the weirdo.

In his eyes, she seemed to be the case. Where the other Kokiri might help a lost soul out of the kindness of their childish hearts, this one would misuse their powers over the forest in the name of mischief and personal entertainment. He feared the poor soul who would lose themselves in these woods with only this 'Fado' to guide them. No doubt she would guide them to ruin.

She swayed her hips where she stood. It wasn't seductive, but more like she just couldn't contain her excitement in her tiny, little body. "Anyone who gets lost in the Lost Woods is fated to become a stalfos. Teehee! And here I was hoping you two would get lost! But you knew the forest pathway very well! Or at least," she eyed Link, "you did." She giggled more. "I hope the next person to stupidly stumble upon my woods gets lost! That way I can mess with them and have more fun!"

"Your woods?" Link repeated, unfazed by everything else she said. He was used to her creepiness and just accepted it. "Do you mean, you don't live in the village anymore? Is that why it's abandoned? Is everyone in the forest?"

"Yup! Bad monsters everywhere, with no Deku Tree to protect us. So we all hid in the forest to get away from the meanie-heads!"

"Will they... come back?" He asked. The Kokiri were a race of defenseless children - he did not want them to be all alone in the woods, living like lowly wolfos! Or even eaten by one!

Fado pouted. "But why? The woods are so much more fun than this stupid village! I will never trade it for this doodoo village! Especially when I can stalk my Mido so much easier now. Teeheeheeheeeheeeee!" She chortled. In a sudden twist, she composed of air and disappeared, the wind of her spirit returning to the Lost Woods.

"That was... interesting, to say the least." Sheik said in bewilderment.

"Kokiri who lose themselves in the Lost Woods are fated to become Skull Children." Link told him. "I worry for them."

"Do not fret. You banished the evil of the temple. They shall return. As for her, I can say she will not become a skull kid, as she is responsible for creating them. I do fear for any innocent who crosses her path. Anyone not guided by a fairy, or touched by the goddesses, will fall to her power if weak enough."

Link turned to him, intrigued. "What about you? You got in fine."

"I warped in."

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

"... okay."

"Also, I'm a messenger of the Sages, so I am connected to the goddesses through them."

"Oh... okay then..."

"Also, the Sheikah tribe swore loyalty to the goddess Hyli-"

"I get it, Sheik. You're a very important person."

A small while later, the pair got creative and stripped the sheets off the bed and layed it on the floor, decorating the blanket with extra sheets and pillows. It was still quite to small for them, but it was enough for a small rest. It was decided between the two, that they were to go out to Kakariko when they woke up feeling more refreshed.

It was just a nap, really. What could possibly happen in the time it took for them to get ready for the next temple?

A lot, actually.

Ganondorf took a large swig of rich wine, then took a large bite out of a large, well made dessert made of an assortment of fruit. Being a man of the desert, dessert was a treasure. The Gerudo merely survived, not spoiled by any large range of food. A mere strawberry was fought over, as there was a likely chance of never coming across another for a long time. The harsh, hot, remoteness of the desse- desert! -that cake was messing with his brain! So fricken good, yummy, deliciousness!- made them have no choice but to follow the life of thievery that the Gerudo were known for.

He would not give up his cak- power! so easily.

The power-hungry (literally) Gerudo man placed his fork on the empty plate. A frightened Hylian prisoner took the plate away quickly. He gulped down the rest of his rich wine and stood up. His posture was filled with purpose, as was his entire being.

He had a sacrificial ritual to prepare for, after all.

Back in his dark throne, he waved his hands. The action swirled darkness, it cleared up to reveal Death Mountain. The old place was cursed - by him of course! The place was volcanic. After his influential ritual, he would let it explode, taking Kakariko Village down with it. Anyone who had the even slightest gale to oppose him will be winded by the fear wrenching in their guts!

The evil man grinned at the thought. No one would dare try to challenge him then! And the little brat from seven years ago... he couldn't help the laughter at how his face would contort and shift into horror to see his rock-monster brethren dead. The bodies littered around Death Mountain as if they were peanuts cracked open, the fleshy innards eaten by the dragon that lived in the fiery inferno of hell-on-Hyrule.

Where Phantom failed, he was sure either Volvagia or Morpha will succeed! Those two were very powerful. And as he spoke, Morpha was slowly draining Lake Hylia, the prime water source of the Hyrule! Any foolish resistance will die out of thirst, unless they swear to become his servant. But he did have a bit of a similar problem with the Zora, disobeying him and refusing to give their allegiance to him. Those flimsy fish folk will freeze to death for their insolence! No creature should dare to defy him; The great Ganondorf, king of all Hyrule! His word was law!

There was no feasible way for that brat to be in two places at once. He would have to choose, save the gorons, as their death was rapidly approaching; or save the zoras, slowly to become fish sticks in due time.

He was a work of genius! Or so the man thought. Being raised up as the King of Gerudo, Ganondorf knew no such thing as modesty. He was used to unfailing loyalty. Until Nabooru said otherwise, but what did even she matter to the power he held now! That woman was a pitiful fool! All and anyone who opposed him was a fool! Only a complete idiot would try to dethrone a god!

Why bother to lift a finger at that boy, when he had his pet monsters to do it for him? He brought these creatures life, so why bother? These slaves of his will kill him and all will be lost to Hyrule. His first temple was a fluke. A mere fluke! His phantom had gotten soft from being spoiled.

Ah. Isn't that what Dark said? Something across those lines...

Perhaps spoiling his creations wasn't such a good idea? Well, lesson learned. Never waste precious gifts on anyone but yourself. That stupid ghost of his could linger in the after life with his dumb broads as much as he wants now!

A frown adorned his face. That didn't sound like a punishment, but a blessing. Even in defeat, he was still lazying about with his ghost harem.

As of Dark, he hadn't suicided in a while. A good fact for him, as he didn't have to waste magic. But he was still annoyed by him. He tried to beat him into submission, which worked until his eyes changed to looks of pure hatred. The demon had gotten used to taking punishment at a young age. It was as if he had developed different personalities, or was very bipolar. He switched moods far to quickly than was normal. He had childish wonder, then he was sadistic, then he was back to being a kid. It drove him nuts! He did not learn to respect and remained cheeky and sarcastic!

So he locked him away. If anything, his mind was easier to break than his body. How would a god such as him, raise a demon child? He was not his blood! Not his kin in any form! He was a creature all his own, even farther from the person he was shadowed from.

But enough of him. If he failed, the hero would surely get him to his grave quicker than he could. He had bigger fish to fry, such as brainwashing his beautiful Nabooru into being his Hyrulian Queen.

Link was saddled on Epona. The beautiful steed made traveling so much easier. He was glad he stopped by the ranch before going to the Forest Temple. He saved the ranch by putting Ingo in his place, and now Malon was the head. He had no idea where her father went, apparently banished by the greedy Ingo.

He was also going there to pick up Navi. It was decided that someone needed to watch the egg, as they couldn't risk getting it broken in his pocket! Malon wanted to care for it, but since taking over the ranch she's had responsibility. Well, her father was always lazy, but now she didn't have him to whip into shape, but just herself. It was only fair they took care of the egg themselves, as surrogate parents.

Link scoffed at whatever being had decided to make him and Navi parents.

Sheik was riding behind him, but instead of holding onto him, the elegant warrior was leaning against the others back with his, strumming his harp to Epona's song, as if the horse wasn't even running as fast as she could go! Was this guy a stone when he wanted to be!?

"For the record-"

"Stop reading my mind."

"I can see the truth."

"You're not even looking at me!"

"I didn't need to."

Link rolled his eyes.

"It is quite rude in some cultures to-"

"Please stop." Link begged him.

Sheik smirked. "As you wish, my hero."

Lon Lon Ranch was just over the horizon, nearing closer and closer as Epona galloped. They estimated they would be there before mid afternoon. The sun was still high in the sky, as the two guys had slept the morning and a bit of the early afternoon in. Now they were refreshed and ready for travel.

Though Sheik was intrigued. An egg that some woman dumped on them? He couldn't help but wonder why. Link had told him she was allergic to cuccoos. Had she just snapped, or was there a specific reason behind all this?

Sheik decided to shut off his over analytically wired mind, seeing the ranch just a few gallops away.

Link was quite happy to be back. He enjoyed the little farm. It was chock full of adventure on its own, he loved it! Sheik could easily see Link working here as a ranch hand when his quest was over.

Both fighters got off Epona. Link brought her into the field with the other horses. Epona neighed happily, seeing her friends again. She ran, getting into a friendly spare with one of the horses.

Link watched proudly and silently for just a moment. "I kinda feel bad, taking her away from her family and friends."

"It is for a great cause, and she can always come back to visit." He replied.

"I guess so..."

"It's about the Kokiri, isn't it."

"I really hate your eyes."

"The Deku Sprout spoke honestly."

"Oh, I believed him! I mean, you were there when he summoned us. I'm sure your honest-to-Nayru eyes would have told me if he was lying."

"My eyes can't talk."

"Your mouth does. A lot."

Sheik rolled his eyes.

Link grinned. "I thought that was considered rude."

"Only when you do it." Sheik responded with cheekiness.

"You hurt my feelings, Sheik."

"You have no feelings, Link. You're still the jerk of all time in my eyes."

Link snickered. "Glad you think about me often."

Sheik lightly punched his arm, blushing slightly. "Don't flatter yourself, hero."

Suddenly, a blue orb came at them, crashing into Link. "It's a miracle!"

"Navi? What happen!" Link asked the tingling ball of light.

"It's a girl!" She screeched.

Link and Sheik looked at each other momentarily, until a flash of understanding crossed both their faces along with a short gasp. The two followed after Navi to see the miracle of Farore's gift of life.

Yes, I brought the cuccoo/cuckoo/however-you-spell-it into this! Still coming up with a name for her. Since no one gave a suggestion, I will do it myself.

I am really trying my best to make this more unique than the others fics I've read; for starters, I hate it when people make everyone around Link a jerk so he won't be paired with them. It is tacky and over done!I notice Sheik gets the short end of the stick in a lot of DarkxLink stories, BUT NOT TODAY! He will not be portrayed as a jerk that would get ignored or a complete wimp. Nope! Not in my fanfic! In this story, I will make him have characterization, dammit!

Cuz... you know... it's not like I've been reading a lot of yummy SheikxLink fics or anything. -cough-

I like both DarkxLink and SheikxLink... I really need to pick a side and stay there... but for fun, why not make a game of this?

Visit my poll and pick who YOU think Link should like more! Dark or Sheik?

Dark will appear in a chapter soon, don't you fret! And boy will it be a heap of fun when he shows up! XD

If you want me to continue, then review and tell me what you enjoyed! Reviews and follows keep me going, you have no idea! See you all next time!