A/N: Hello everyone,

Here's the responses for the reviews.

-Anibella- Would you post up that story? I would like to read it.

BWR: Okay everyone, I'll to introduce you to Ghirahim, Rahzel, and Midna. I know none of you asked Midna anything, but I'm going to need her to get the other two to answer. So Ghirahim you're going first.

Ghirahim: Salutations. Randomfangirl, How much I love Rahzel? I care for her a lot. She means more than anything. She honestly saved me. She makes me a better person. That was very emotional so I'll go to the next question. And do I think Rahzel has Stockholm syndrome? *frown* I don't believe so. Frankly, I'm insulted by that question. Yes, she was my prisoner at first, but I never treated her like one.

Rahzel: except that I couldn't leave the perimeter of the castle. But I think I can answer your question, fan girl. I don't think I have it and besides that would mean Ghirahim would have Lima syndrome which is the opposite of Stockholm syndrome. So onto crazycatlady. You asked if I'm jealous of the other woman around Ghirahim and I'm not, simple as that.

Midna: Actually, she's a liar. I think if she were left alone with even one of those women, she would tear them apart.

Rahzel: *frown* I have more self-control than that. I think you answered your second question catlady. It's easier to avoid him than act like I don't care. And I know hurting him is not right. *mumbling* I already feel guilty about it. Bigdangofamily, fabulous is one way to describe Ghira, that's one of the more kinder words.

Ghirahim: Excuse me? Anyways, cutieme. Hmm, I never really timed myself to see how long it takes me to get ready. It really isn't that long. *Rahzel shakes her head* And as for the purple eyeliner, if I didn't have it I would look bland. Can't let that happen. You sound like a nice woman, but…

Rahzel: *glare* don't you get any ideas cutieme.

Well, On that note let's get to the chapter. Oh, there will be another chapter tomorrow. Consider it a Valentine's Day gift.

Rahzel lowered her blade down using it to brace herself. "So why don't you just tell him?" Midna said putting her own blade away.

"Vlad is right. I mean, do you think that anyone here trusts me?" Rahzel asked. "besides Vlad, Ghirahim and yourself," she added.

Midna seemed to think about it before answering, "Why does that matter? If you both care for each other, you will make it work." Rahzel sheathed her sword.

"He could lose his throne. We can be back to where we started. Don't you want to live on the surface?" Rahzel said voice rising.

Midna sighed heavily. "I think you're over thinking this. Just talk to him. Sheesh, you sky people and your drama."

Rahzel thought about it. Maybe she was over thinking it. After all, the demons seemed to follow his orders without any resentment. "You're right, Midna."

"You thought otherwise?"

Rahzel rolled her eyes at the comment. "There is no need to cower. Who is Vladimir to boss me and Ghirahim around." Midna just nodded knowingly. "I'll be back," Rahzel said as she left the training hall.

"You're welcome," Midna's voice called from the closing door.

Rahzel hurried through the hall the torchlight flickering against the stone. Her footsteps echoed through the hall. "Okay. You can do this. Just say exactly what is on your mind," she coached herself. She passed a couple of servants that gave her an odd look as she was speaking to herself.

She marched her way to the library where she knew the noble was studying at. She pushed open the door to see Ghirahim sitting calmly reading. "Ghirahim," she called.

The noble looked up from his book. He gave her a charming smile before answering, "Hello Rahzel. I was wondering when you will show."

"I have something to tell you," Rahzel started as she neared him. Ghirahim looked up at her with those deep brown eyes.

"I'm all ears," Ghirahim said as his smile widened.

Rahzel realized that she had no idea what she was going to say to him. "What are you reading?" she asked lamely.

"A book," Ghirahim said as Rahzel chuckled. "This is that story that you brought with you. The one you said was your favorite childhood book," he clarified.

"You were digging through my things?" she asked upset that he invaded her privacy.

"Yes, it's a very interesting book," he said keeping it out of her reach. Rahzel leaned even more forward to take the book back.

"Give it back to me," she asked. Ghirahim shook his head extending his arm further. Rahzel narrowed her eyes taking it as a challenge. She backed slightly to gather her strength to her legs and then leaped for the book. Instead of grabbing the book, she just met air. Ghirahim laughed as Rahzel got back to her feet.

"I'll give you back your book," Ghirahim started leaning forward to her. Rahzel looked at him suspiciously. "Here," he said holding out the book. Rahzel took it with both hands.

"Thank you, Ghirahim. You can let go now," she said calmly. Ghirahim leaned even more forward so his face was inches from hers. He gave her a mischievous grin before his long tongue ran across her jaw. Rahzel backed up in surprise and fell to the ground. "What was that for?" she shouted turning a bright shade of red. She looked down to avoid the noble from noticing.

Ghirahim laughed harder as he licked his lips. Rahzel kept her frown as the noble got to his feet. He held out his hand for her and picked her up. "I'm sorry, my sparrow," he said laughing, "You have the most amusing expressions." Rahzel gave a long-suffering sigh and Ghirahim handed the book back to her. "We should get going. We have a crusade to carry out," the noble said while prancing out of the room like nothing happened.

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Ghirahim strode through the flaming buildings. This was the third village that his army had conquered. He was glad that Rahzel took the time to study the villages of the Surface it had made this conquest a lot easier. The crackling of the flames were oddly calming to the noble they were evidence that everything was happening according to plan. Ghirahim now looked down at Rahzel who was sitting with her knees to her chest. She leaned back on one of the few buildings that was not on fire. Her eyes were closed and her breath was ragged.

"Are you injured?" he asked lowering himself to the dust. The woman shook her head in negative before she opened her eyes.

"I'm fine. Just trying to catch my breath," she said.

Ghirahim nodded as if he understood, "Yes, that is very hard to do when I'm near. I've heard many people say that I take their breath away." Rahzel chuckled at the comment.

"We should be leaving before Link and his army comes after us," the albino said getting to her feet.

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Link looked at the burning village. It was the fifth this month. The demons attacked without reason and without any plan. "They are still nearby, Link," Groose's voice called as he approached. The former hero watched as the red-head walked to him. "They left here maybe an hour at most. The Sheikah are already on their trail they won't get far."

Fi flipped out of her blade and floated in front of Link. "I can douse for them," she supplied helpfully. Link nodded his agreement and the sword spirit began to float in front of the Hylians. Link ran after the sword maiden. He failed before; he should have killed Rahzel when he had the chance. And he won't let her and Ghirahim destroy his kingdom.

"There they are," Groose shouted. Link broke away from the thoughts that echoed through his head. There meters from the group was the subject of his thought.

Rahzel stood in front of Ghirahim. A small group of Bokoblins were scattered in front of the pair. Link unsheathed his sword and Fi flipped back into the Master Sword. The Bokoblins that surrounded the pair attacked the Hylians. Link blocked the swords that came hurtling towards him trying to keep his sight on the white-haired pair.

The two just looked on almost with a bored expression. Link pushed through the Bokoblins and ran through the image of Ghirahim. The demon lord turned to the fallen hero, "Did you think we would stay here? Foolish Skychild. We're heading to Kakariko Village. It is one of the most populated city in your kingdom."

"All we want is the right to live on the Surface, Link. We will end this war as soon as we get what we deserve," Rahzel said.

"You deserve death," Groose's voice called before slicing through the projection.

The false Rahzel's expression sunk into a sorrowful one just for an instant before the indifferent mask came back. "Then we shall see where this path leads us. Link," she said as she and Ghirahim disappeared.

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Ghirahim pulled the reins of his horse causing it to stop in its tracks. He looked down at the hill that was now covered with swarming bodies. His mount paced nervously as the noble watched as his troops fell in front of him. The realization hit him hard. His army was outnumbered and they wouldn't win this battle. The soldiers must have felt this as well. They clamored back to the forest, retreating.

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Rahzel watched as the Bokoblins around her retreated. She dodged the blade that aimed for her head. For the first time in a long while, she felt fear. The woman took small steps backwards keeping her enemy from landing a blow. She kicked the Hylian down before turning to run. She ran up the hill ashamed of her cowardliness, but the battle was lost.

She began panting as the footsteps neared her. She turned to stop another attack before slamming the hilt of her sword against her enemy's head. The albino turned and continued to run. She kept her path to Ghirahim who was mounted on his white horse watching the battle below. The expression on his face was one of disbelief and concern. The Hylian watched as the white steed drew back and the noble fall off the horse.

Rahzel ran to him as he got back to feet. He brushed himself off and couldn't see the Hylian that came behind him. Rahzel didn't think twice, she pushed the noble to the side as she blocked the sword with her own. She quickly disarmed the enemy and pushing her blade through their abdomen before she saw who they were. The albino's eyes widen as she saw who was in front of her. "Karane," she said shocked.

The red-head's blue eyes were widen in shock looking down at the sword that stuck out of her stomach. She didn't have to say a word for Rahzel to see the hate and betrayal. "No,no,no," Rahzel repeated releasing her sword to catch the other woman as she fell. "Karane, I'm sorry. I didn't mean.." Rahzel stopped as she felt a pain in her side.

Karane held a small dagger that now pierced Rahzel's side, but the albino didn't feel the pain. A white-gloved hand pulled out Rahzel's sword from the dying woman's stomach before tossing the red-head aside. Rahzel knelt there numb looking at her bloodstained hands.

Hands placed themselves on her shoulder. A voice called her name, but everything seemed so far away the only thing that felt real was the cooling blood on her hands. She was being pulled to her feet by these arms as the voice seemed to get more anxious. The hands removed themselves and Rahzel's knees buckled underneath her.

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Ghirahim saw Rahzel fall back to the ground. He snarled to himself. The Hylians would be on them in seconds. He pulled off his cape and draped it around the shaking albino. Without any response from the woman, Ghirahim picked her up again. Once she had her feet beneath her, he pulled her into a bridal carry. "Rahzel. You have to stay focused," he whispered as he retreated into the forest with the rest of his army. The woman's red eyes focused on her pale hands. "Rahzel," he said sharper. Her red eyes turned to his, but they didn't see him. The noble knew that the woman didn't lose a massive amount of blood and he healed her wound so no serious damage would happen, but the vacancy of her gaze frightened him.

"Sir. We should retreat back to the shadow realms to regroup," Vladimir's voice said. The bird-like demon looked down at the woman in his arms. "She's going into shock," he stated as he saw the albino. Ghirahim looked to his advisor hoping for some advise. "Keep speaking to her. We need her in the present," the advisor advised as he herded the defeated soldiers to the shadow portal.

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Ghirahim watched the woman as she sat still focused on her hands. A servant came with a washcloth and begun to wipe the blood off the woman's hands. The servant left without a word. Ghirahim reached out and held Rahzel's hands in his own. She finally looked up from her hands. "Rahzel," Ghirahim tried hesitantly.

"Ghirahim," the albino said back. Ghirahim almost sighed in relief. "How did the battle go?" she asked with a tilt of her head.

"Not so well," he answered truthfully.

The woman looked down, "I'm sorry. I failed you. I should have prepared better. I should have studied the city's defense better." She got to her feet. She gave him a small smile. "I'm better now, Ghira," she said.

Ghirahim nodded and took a step back to remove himself from her personal space. "I have a meeting with some of the higher-ups and then after that we have a military ball," Ghirahim said listing off the activities for the rest of the day.

"Then give me a moment to get ready and I'll meet you there," she said. Before leaving, she took off the cape from her shoulders and handed it back to the noble. Ghirahim took it and watched as the woman left the room. He shook his head and looked for Midna. If anyone could figure out what was wrong with the Hylian, the Twili would.