A Soul Shatters
Link woke up with a sweat. The last thing he remembered was walking into the strange house that belonged to Marcus.
The two had stayed in doors for a few hours, talking more about this world. Marcus had been excited, showing the hero all sorts of machines that Link would never have imagined to exist.
This was a strange world indeed.
The boy had given Link a drink, something to calm him down whilst his body got used to this world. Outside the covered windows flashes of light struck the ground, it had started raining outside, heavy thunder had boomed all around them.
Marcus had noted that they were lucky to get inside before the storm hit.
They say lightning never struck twice, yet Link saw it hit the same spot in short succession. A phenomenon that likely occurred because of Link's forced entry into this world, or perhaps it was a omen that bad times were ahead of them.
Link's hearing dulled immensely, the drink had been much more potent than what he was used to. A series of events occurred, one moment he was staring at Marcus, the next he was outside. There was a screaming woman, a cry of pain, the sight of blood. The events that led to Link's imprisonment were numerous and perhaps frightening for the hero of Hyrule to even think about.
Right now he was behind bars.
Once before the hero had been imprisoned by the Gerudo, however this was different. Instead of sand coloured walls, everything was a light grey. The cold atmosphere reminded Link of the late Ganondorf's castle, ominous to the heart and soul of whomever that dared enter.
"How did I get here?" Link asked himself quietly.
"The same way, we all do hero…" a rough voice chuckled.
Link turned around rapidly, only to pause as a wave of nausea hit him. The last time he felt like this was the morning after drinking that special milk in Termina for the first time.
Dark Link was watching in pleasure.
"This is too good," he chided, "The great Hero of Time…..drunk!"
The shadow almost giggled in delight.
Link tried to look at him, but his form never stood still. Shadows licked the air around him, becoming one with the dead, guilt ridden atmosphere that plagued this room. Trying to grasp the situation he was in, the hero waved his arm in an attempt to ward of the evil apparition.
"What do you want?" Link growled in response.
"I've got new orders," Dark Link replied, "I've been told to kill you."
His voice echoed around the room but his words pierced Link's mind, bringing him back to reality. Dark Link rushed forwards with his blade suddenly in his hand.
Having no space to manoeuvre, Link closed his eye, expecting the attack to be severely painful.
Something was wrong.
Link suddenly lost his sense of awareness and tried to look at Dark Link who was grinning. His soul was falling apart, becoming the mist of a key that coated the dark blade of his counterpart's sword. The acceptance of death that Link thought wouldn't come so quick was replaced with fear when he heard a voice speaking to him.
"I can finally exact my revenge!"
It was far more sinister than Ganondorf's and more ancient in design.
"For countless millennia I have been sleeping in the Master Sword….no more!"
"The blood of the Hero and my Hatred's Physical form will bring me back to this pitiful world."
With this Dark Link changed as well, his form became browner in colour and his face distorted with a bone crunching sound. The metallic sheen of his new body caused Link to shiver in shock as the new form laughed manically.
"This feeling, it is too great. That human before got lucky, but now he is long dead and we are free!" it said in a nonchalant tone.
"The Demon Lord and his Master is back!"