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Chapter Ten

Link grumbled as he pulled himself out of bed. It was the morning after the first playoff game, and he was sore from playing hard to win. It was not an easy win, but the Knights were moving on. Once he had on some slacks, he exited his room and headed to the kitchen to start on breakfast. He was startled to see Midna, Zant, and Sheik all sitting around the table.

"Wha... What are you guys doing here?" Link studdered. "Especially this early in the morning."

"Waiting for you and Zelda, so we can spend the whole day out in town," Midna replied gently. Link groaned inwardly.

"It's all I can do to stand, last night's game was harsh and I'm fucking sore."

"Once the blood starts flowing, you'll be fine," Zant said, "Now go get a shirt on."

Link glared at Zant. It had not been more then three days since he nearly kissed Zelda—what originally prompt him he was not sure—and he had grown to dislike Zant, leastwise for a few days. With a defeated sigh, Link headed back towards his room. He knocked on Zelda's door on his way by.

"What?" came a muffled reply.

"The gang wants to take us out," he replied before entering his room. Putting on some socks and a shirt, he exited just as Zelda did, her hair a mess but otherwise fine. The dark lines pulsed lightly, and she put a hand on her head. "You all right?"

"I'll be fine," she muttered before she followed Link back into the kitchen. The duo grabbed their jackets and followed the other three outside.

"First stop, Seafood Dinner!" Sheik called out.

"They serve Breakfast?" Zelda asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Oh yeah, the best kind," the Sheikah responded. "I love their Reekfish soup."

An hour later, the gang of five found themselves entering the Zora restaurant with others and ordered a round of soup. The light, warm breakfast was quite enjoyable, Link would admit it was some of the best soup he had had in a long while.

"Ah, too bad I can't snag the recipe," Sheik muttered. "I'd make it myself then."

"Then they would be one customer short," Midna said. "Even more if everyone were to learn it, and then they would go out of business because no one is buying their food."

"Way to ruin my dreams," Sheik muttered darkly. The group laughed gently.

Soon they were moving again, and they stopped by the arcade. Zelda was all to eager to challenge anyone at DDR, and was soon beating mostly everyone. There was the occasional person who would beat her, but they would congratulate her on her effort, as the scores were often close. Link managed to tie her, and they both laughed.

"What are the chances of that?" she asked as they exited to find some lunch. The day had gone by quickly, surprising them.

"Slim to none," Link commented. A few moments of silence past, and then Link stopped abruptly and turned around. Zelda acted as if she was choking on something. "Zelda?" he called, taking a few steps forward.

"St...Stay back!" she yelled, dropping to her knees. Link's eyes widen when he noticed her skin get even paler, the lines growing darker and pulsing faster. "I don't want to hurt anyone..." he heard her mumble.

"Zelda, what's wrong?" Link asked, daring another step.

"Just stay back..." Link came closer. "Link, please stay back!"

"Why? What's wrong?"

"There's no time," she was struggling to speak now. "Please, if you love me, just stay back."

Link stopped dead in his tracks. He was not sure if he wanted to believe what he just heard, but slowly took a few steps backwards. He could not deny his heart, and he did not want her to be angry at him if she was ever freed from the curse. It was not long before she finally stopped struggling by some unseen force. Her body floated upward on a pair of invisible wings, and Link felt like he wanted to puke at the sight. She looked more like a ghost being held together by those odd lines. Her eyes no longer the pale, lifeless green, instead they were a vibrant, sick amber.

"Ah, there you are," a haunting voice shimmered into the air. Link looked behind Zelda and saw another pair of amber eyes. "Come here, Sklave, I must make sure you are true before I fully let you loose." The emotionless face looked back at Link, before turning and following the dark man. Link's knees gave out, and he fell to the ground, pounding his fists into it.

"Link! Why didn't you do anything?" Zant yelled at his friend.

"Because..." he muttered. "Because I love her, and I can't help her!" Zant headed forward to try to punch some sense into his friend, but Midna stopped him.

"What?"

"Wouldn't you be the same if it were me instead of Zelda?" She asked darkly. "What Link did was right, no matter how much it hurt him."

Sheik knelt down next to Link, watching his friend's tears fall to the ground as frozen droplets. The Sheikah was perhaps the only one who was aware this event would eventaully take place, but how it happen hurt him just as much as Link; after all, Zelda was the focus of his story, and he wanted to see the end of the event play out before he finished it.

"C'mon, lets go into the Pizza of Twilight, Midna's folks will let us hang out." Sheik said, standing up and offering his hand to Link. "There might still be a chance, let's try to think it through."

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