Author's Note:

Justin: I know I said this would probably a Midna one-shot, but I felt like it was rude not to include Link. Who knows, in the future I might include the Last Words of even side characters and their view on the story. Oh, and please review. It only takes one review to keep me writing!

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I STILL do not own Zelda.

Last Words (Link):

It was…. Over. Finally over. The darkness had ended, blasted back by our light. His body lay before me, still with my sword impaled in his chest. About to retrieve it, I looked to the west, where the sun lay high in the horizon. The clouds had been banished, and the light shone proudly through the sky. But that wasn't what caught my attention. The spirits of light had faded, returning to their proper places. Beneath their empty vantage points, on top of the hill, was a lump of black rags. I paled and immediately thought the worst.

Midna. The image of the Dark King grasping her mask, her make-shift crown, and crumbling it to pieces shot through my mind. The smile on her face as she faced down the beast and transported us outside came shortly after. Now, all that I could see was a speck of shadow on the land. She couldn't be dead. Not after everything that happened. She would not die.

I had to see her for myself. Leaving my blade, I ran as fast as my legs could take me. Soon I reached her, at least I thought it was her. It certainly didn't look like her, or not the small, mischievous form that I was used to.

There, in front of me, was a tall, elegant, beautiful creature. Her orange hair was long and delicate, her eyes were amber. This was her true form, so unlike the imp I came to know. This was the true ruler and the right representation of the Twilight. Now I could see that her people were majestic, sorrowful, beautiful. Ages of regret seemed to come from her, along with eras of acceptance and hope. I couldn't speak. I was at a loss for words. Before me, she drew herself up to her feet, and I could see that she was taller than I was. I couldn't believe it was her. The little imp that I had once known was no match for this beautiful creature, this princess. They were complete opposites.

I blinked. There, in her eyes, was the familiar gaze of scorn, wickedness and enjoyment, all mixed into one. I knew that look. That was her look. They were the same. There was no way around it.

"Say something" she spoke in the language of the Twili. "Or am I so beautiful that you've no words left?"

I smiled. She had it exactly right. The dark curse that had fallen upon her had gone away with the death of Ganon. Before me now stood shadow. At that moment, it was the most beautiful thing in the world. Well, maybe second most, the first being my blade impaled in Ganon's chest. Her new form represented everything. The end of the darkness, the beginning of the light. It was the sign that peace could be achieved at last. It proved that our work was over, that we were done, that we had fought, and that we had won.

My smile grew, the shadow proves the sunshine.

Gone. Destroyed. Ruined. Shattered. Broken.

What had she done?

She left, that's what she did.

She lied. She lied. She lied.

That look in her eyes, as she shed her single tear and simply stared…. She was sorry. She couldn't say goodbye. She knew what she was doing. "See you around" she had said. And I trusted her. I trusted her like I had on that first day, long ago. Though back then I didn't have a choice. Now she was gone. Forever. She lied. She was always lying. She had even lied on that first day.

It seemed like such a long time ago, and it probably was. I remember struggling against the chains that imprisoned me, until I was startled out of my panicked state by her mocking laughter. "Poor wolf" she called me. She said I was lost. I growled at her, willing her to come closer so I could tear her to shreds. She was one of the people who had brought me here. She was one of the people who took away Illia and Collin. My growling only caused her to laugh harder, taunting me persistently. She told me to be obedient. She said she would help me, as long as I could get out of the cell. She freed me from my manacles, but didn't open the door. She left me to fend for myself. As she was doing now.

Once I had dug my way out, she hopped on my back, automatically assuming her position as master. I had no choice but to let her command me, I needed to find my friends. I became her puppet, her toy, her tool. She led me on a large, confusing chase. One that never seemed to end. Now it was over, and now she was gone.

"Twilight Princess" she had called Zelda, smiling maliciously.

Now I understood the irony. Now I understood the lie.

She hadn't cared, not in the beginning, of what happened to this world. In fact, she was regretful when the last of the Twilight had disappeared. All she wanted was the Fused Shadows. All she wanted was for her world to be sparred. I followed along with all of her demands. Along the way I was able to save my friends. The sooner I was done with her, the sooner she would leave.

But it turned out to be so much more than that. She became my friend, my advisor, my sister. I learned to take care of her, I learned to put up with her. She changed, she started to love this world. She learned that she could not continue the way she was. Once Zelda had saved her, I saw all the guilt she had to face. She knew she owed a debt to us. She knew she had to save our world, too. It was hard for her. We each had a sacrifice that had to be made: I lost my body. Zelda lost herself. Midna… she lost her world.

But she had regained it. She was back there now. She was gone, forever. I knew we wouldn't see each other again. By breaking the bond that we had, she had forever saved our world. No longer would we be threatened by the darkness. It could no longer reach us, we were safe.

My fists clenched. That was a lie. She hadn't broken our bond. It wasn't something that was made to be broken. It was indestructible. The world of the Twilight would be kept alive, and while the sun was setting, I would pass down her story. Our friendship would remain, it didn't matter if we were worlds apart.

…but it did matter. I would never see her again.

"This isn't goodbye" I wanted to say, I wanted her to say. Something cliché and corny, that would sum it all up. I had thought I would see her again, see her smile in her fiendish delight as she thought something up. I thought I would at least have a chance to talk, to speak my mind. As if she was going to let that happen. I wanted to say how much what she did for Hyrule meant for me, even if she didn't mean it at first. I was grateful for her sacrifice, I wanted to show it. I wanted to thank her for saving us all. My last words burned in my throat as I looked to her rapidly disappearing form.

But that was Midna, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

Did she really have to be so stubborn? I practically snorted. She was Midna, of course she had to be stubborn. I wasn't even used to her proper form and she was already doing things her way. Now she was gone, and I could never forgive her for that. That was her one lie that cut me to the core, the one lie that took away significance from all the others. This time she had gone too far.

But I was lying, of course. I already had forgiven her, I understood her choice. Like before, she was looking out for us, protecting our world. I had no place in her world of shadow, and she had no place in the world of light. We were opposites, both in being and in spirit. I looked to the empty air where she had been standing, where I had once stood. No one would come through that portal anymore. No one would harm our worlds again.

The sun began to set. The desert sand reflected off the last of its rays to the purple sky. Twilight settled over me, and I could almost feel Midna's gaze on me, watching over our world as she watched over hers. Like the times of old in the forest, I sat down to soak it in. The feeling of peace, of silence, of shadow. I looked back in retrospect over everything that happened when I left Ordon, pressing it permanently into my memory. I would not forget this. I would not forget her.

I remembered.

Midna.

She was annoying, irritating, impudent, over-eager, manipulative, cunning, and clever. She abused me and used me. She whipped me into shape and helped me along the way. She righted this world and her own. She made it so we would never see each other again. She left without a word, she left before I could say goodbye. She lied, she stole, she killed. She laughed at my expense, and got offended easily. She wouldn't take no for an answer. She restored this world to its former glory. She took me out of Ordon, she wrenched me away from my home. She fought, she changed, she transformed. She was commanding. She was a princess. She was one of the most impossible people I knew. I smiled to myself-

I would miss her.