DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT, NOR HAVE I EVER CLAIMED TO, OWN THE LEGEND OF ZELDA, MUCH TO MY DISMAY.

Greetings readers. Now we get to see from Midna's perspective. I apologize ahead of time for slight language use, but this is rated M for a reason. Enjoy. :)

Midna

The throne room was, to Midna's mind, much too large and empty to be efficient. It was, however, the only place in the castle where the three of them could speak openly. Anywhere else was occupied by either guards that could spread drunken rumors or staff that would spread rumors. Either way, they all agreed that a mass panic was the last thing they needed.

She remembered the last time she'd been in here, just before Link fought Ganondorf.

Walking through the great doorway, Midna wasn't surprised that she could see even the throne room was spared from the destruction that befell the rest of Hyrule Castle. The once-ornate hall was in ruins. Pillars had fallen, the stained glass pictures of the Golden Goddesses had been shattered, and the grand statue of the Goddesses presenting the Triforce was in pieces around the throne. The throne that was now occupied.

"Welcome to my castle," Ganondorf said.

Midna floated forward slightly. "So you're... Ganondorf," she said. "I've been dying to meet you."

The battle that ensued would end up claiming Midna's life, albeit briefly. She had no idea of what happened between her death and rebirth.

The throne room now, however, was back to how it had been before Zant attacked. Every pillar had been re-erected, the stained glass Goddesses had been replaced. The only difference was above the throne, where the Triforce was once located. Zelda must've had it taken out. In is place now was a monument to the Six Sages and the Mirror Chamber.

"No accounting for taste," Midna mumbled.

"What was that?" Zelda asked.

"I said I hate this place. I died here, remember?"

"I didn't hear any arguments as to where we should meet," Link replied.

"Fuck you, Link," she growled. "This is the only open area in the castle." As much as she hated it, this was true. The Royal Guard patrolled almost every room in the castle, except the guest and royal bedchambers. But Midna wasn't about to go teleporting into Link and Zelda's bedroom. No telling what might be in there...

"Midna," Zelda said, "that's not necessary." She turned to Link, and said sternly, "Shut up, Link."

Midna giggled quietly before Zelda glared at her. "Midna," she said, "what's happened in Twilight?"

That sobered Midna up quickly. She shuddered as she remembered the landscape of Twilight, once beautiful and peaceful, torn asunder with bodies lying everywh-

No. She thought. Not now.

But these were her nearest and dearest friends. If she couldn't tell them about it, she couldn't tell anyone.

"Midna?"

"The Twilight War," she said suddenly. Zelda gasped, and Link stepped back in surprise. "The Twilight War happened."

She began to tell the story. As she spoke, Zelda and Link remained silent. With every passing second, she had memories of the bloodshed and carnage that now covered her once-beautiful land. By the time she finished, dawn had come. Her companions were silent for some time.

"By the Goddesses," Zelda said finally. "Midna, why didn't you contact us sooner?"

"Because I didn't know how?" Midna asked. "Even if I did, the Twilight War isn't your problem. Ganondorf is."

"Yeah, but-" Link started to say.

"No," Midna cut him off. She wouldn't endanger them any more than was necessary. If the Hylians tried to fight, they would be eradicated. Or worse. "Ganondorf comes first. Then I'll worry about Twilight."

She walked over to the throne, not allowing a response from either of them.

"Now," she said, "What's the plan on the Ganondorf issue?" She looked at Zelda, knowing that she'd been forming ideas from the get-go. "Well?"

Zelda was silent for a moment before finally saying, "We need to check his body first."

"You still have it?" Midna asked incredulously.

"Of course not," Zelda said. "But I know where it is buried."

"Where?"

Link answered, "In the Kakariko Graveyard."

Midna grunted. "I'd've put him under a pigsty, but that's just me."

"I know he was evil," Link said, "but he was a worthy and powerful opponent. I couldn't rest easy knowing I defiled him in that manner."

"Link, he would've defiled you in worse manners," Midna said. "He doesn't deserve it."

"Well he's not in the Royal Tomb or anything," Link countered. "His tomb isn't easy to get to, anyway. Zelda had him buried in an alcove in one of the other graves."

"Which one?"

Zelda answered, "With Sharp and Flat, the Royal Composers. Their spirits have always been restless, and they have history with Link. They're the first line of defense for the body."

"Only the first?" Midna asked. "There are others?"

"Ganondorf may be dead," Link said, "but we're not stupid. His body is protected by heavy magic. Sharp and Flat just scare people away."

Midna was impressed. They really had thought of everything, hadn't they? Then why couldn't she shake the feeling that something really bad was about to happen?

Putting aside her apprehension, Midna said, "Then Kakariko Village it is. I'll whip up a quick portal, and-"

"No," Link said. "No portal."

"Why not?" Midna questioned. "A portal would be the fastest way."

"Maybe the fastest," Zelda said, "but also the most noticeable. Our citizens won't take too kindly to knowing that the Twili have access to Hyrule again. We'll go on foot. I'll take Epona."

Link looked at Zelda, obviously startled. "And who will I take?" he asked.

Zelda grinned. "You," she replied, "will take Midna."

Good story so far, right? Now, I have a bone to pick with some of y'all. I can see that you guys are favoriting and following this, but I'm getting little-to-no reviews. Guys, constructive criticism is an author's best friend. If I'm not aware of issues in my story, I can't fix them.

That being said, I received a guest review asking why I wrote Midna as scarred and wounded. I promise it is to a purpose. I have plans for Midna. Big plans. I'm sorry for it, but she was a necessary sacrifice. I didn't want to do it, but it had to be done.