A Zelda: Twilight Princess collection
Disclaimer: I don't own TP (except a copy of it), and I don't own Zelda.
Chapter Six: Master
It is all a lie.
This he knows. And how could he not know, for he lives through the trials meant for greater men, of legends come alive, of the dead and the dying, heroes faded to dust and ashes in the remnants of history?
It is all a lie, all of it. There was never a Chosen. There was never a threat, never a hero, never a quest, never a fate, never a destiny. He has been swindled into doing the dirty work of royalty, a fate many find themselves suffering from over the years.
There was never a choice: never a chance. He is dead to her, and she to him, and the strings of all being pulled by the delicate, soft and deft fingers of his princess, his Queen, his tormentor; his murderer.
He loves her; he despises her. He curses her name; he whispers it softly in his most grief-stricken moments. He is dead to her, and she to him, but the scars of memory fresh upon his mind breathe life into half-forgotten nightmares, clawing up from graves to rend and tear at the fragile sanity she leaves him with.
There was never a choice: never a chance.
She defiled him, hated him, loved him, raped him mad, but ultimately broke him.
And now she is gone, dead herself, and for all she destroyed him he mourns her passing, weeping blood from gashes he inflicts himself: his eyes, his nose, his ears, his heart; all are imprinted with her, and she will never leave him.
It is all a lie.
She is dead now, and he with her. All that is left is the nebulous beast within, howling and frothing, lunacy burning him to howl at the stars in the dead of morning, and howl again when he cannot reach them. To dig when there is nothing to find, to writhe and to die, and when day breaks, to live; and when night comes once more, to die again. There is nothing left.
She is dead now. She was his Mistress, and she has now gone to the grave. But he will get her back. She never left him.
There was never a chance; now there is.
His Mistress is gone, but he will get her back; she is gone, and death his new Master.
A/N: (Looks at above paragraphs) Wow, I was in a sick mood. But I love it. :)
Also, for all my readers who like Link/Midna, I've posted a new fic. It'll be awhile before the plot really starts to pick up, but it's there.
Can you puzzle out who 'he' is referencing to in this?