A/N: Before I continue, there'll probably be hints of just about every pairing imaginable here since I'm a multishipper, but I haven't decided if any pairing is really going to appear here.

And update schedule isn't confirmed since homework will kill me and I can't promise to keep it :c

Two more things: I can't write Ghirahim ever gdi- and I fixed something in chapter one.

Want to know more? I can continue the story if you want me to, just try not to distract me, I want to keep as many details as possible.

What's next...?

The Rendezvous.

He was floating, sailing seamlessly through the clear sky with the help of his great feathered guardian, smiling as the crimson Loftwing screeched, flapping his wings. Link closed his eyes, hugging the bird's middle with his thighs as they lazily drifted through the air. A quick flap of wings behind him made him turn to look over his shoulder, smile widening as he spotted Zelda and her azure bird reaching them, they exchanged grins before starting to playfully circle around each other, laughs silenced by the rush of wind.

The birds suddenly cawed and moved their wings wildly, alarmed. Both riders clung to the long, feathered necks and whipped their heads around, trying to find the source of alarm as the Loftwings started ascending. The clouds started darkening and the feeling of déjà vu made them lock eyes in panic.

A deafening roar made them flinch and both looked back just as a strange black shape started to appear through the clouds. The Loftwings screeched and dove down the gray clouds as the creature released another loud cry, the blondes franticly trying to spot their chaser when the birds screeched again, trying to halt their descent as something zipped through the air in front of them.

"What's going on? !" Link gasped as the crimson bird flapped his wings harshly to stay afloat. There was no time for a reply as the clouds in front of them revealed the dark shape, still out of view but growing at an alarming rate-

A dark tornado stirred up from nowhere just before their location, cutting the creature's path and drowning the sound of its roar, though the sudden appearance of the tempest made both birds back away franticly. Blue electricity circled around the dark tornado, extending to the clouds around it, cracking slightly in the air a safe distance away from the birds and their riders.

"Link." He turned at the call, finding Zelda a few meters away from his location.

His vision darkened for a second and he saw a faint blue glow. The voice calling had a different pitch.

"Link."

He jumped as one of the blue snakes created by the electricity passed by him to the gray clouds behind, hearing a faint roar.

"Link!"

He felt something shake his shoulder.

And suddenly he sat upright on his bed, gasping erratically and gripping the sheets in slight panic. Link snapped his head up to find Zelda's eyes staring at him with concern and then relief as she sighed, retracting her hand and placing it against her chest as her eyes narrowed with worry. "Are you alright? I think you were having a nightmare..."

Link rubbed his forehead, feeling light-headed for a moment before switching to rub his eyes. A nightmare? Why would he have a nightmare like that...

"-ink? Answer me!" He jumped at the loud tone, realizing he had tuned out the other.

"S-sorry Zelda, yeah, I'm fine..." The hero shook his head, clearing the muddled mess it was.

"Was it a nightmare?" Zelda sat next to him on the bed, folding her hands on her lap and looking at him worriedly.

Link found no reason to lie. "I think it was... but it was weird, it started like a memory and then just went crazy." He rubbed his eyes again, sighing loudly.

"Want to talk about it?"

"No, thanks. I'm fine, just wasn't expecting that. What time is it?"

"Still a bit early, but we do have a lot planned for today; I wanted to wake you up to make sure you got ready on time." Zelda said, smile wavering. "I was going to wait a few minutes but then I heard you say something. I peeked in and woke you up when you started struggling."

Link sighed. "Well, we're awake now so we should get started..." Zelda giggled lightly and he opened his eyes to send her a confused look.

The blonde stifled her laughter and grinned, rising to her feet. "That's an indirect way to tell me to leave, isn't it?"

Link blinked. "What? No! I didn-" The rest of his answer was drowned by Zelda's laughter as she exited the room, closing the door behind her.

Few minutes passed before Link rejoined Zelda in their make-shift lobby, exiting the Statue after exchanging a nod. He seemed to hesitate for a moment when they stepped out, Zelda quickly turning to give him a curious look before smiling and taking his hand, pulling him toward the Sealed Temple.

Around them the nearby forest was barely lightened by the quickly approaching sunlight, a thin light blue line in the horizon being the only tattle-tale sign of the incoming morning. Even in the still shadowed area, the faint rustling of leaves brought forth by the wild creatures was enough to make them feel safe, knowing they weren't the only ones out and about.

First things first, Zelda thought to herself as they rode the geyser's air current to reach the wooden platform that was once the track used by the Groosenator, but as soon as they stepped close to the gate, she froze.

"Something isn't right..." She mumbled, letting go of the other's hand to touch the stone doors when he let out a confused grunt. She took that as her cue to explain as she pushed the door open. "Something about the area feels weird, Link. Like... heavy, it isn't a good omen."

He stepped forward cautiously, eyes passing through the whole room in search of anything that could seem dangerous, the sound of Zelda's steps behind him steeling him to go forth. The main room was just as he remembered, as it had always been: The large, thick pillars holding up the tall roof, small and large platforms with stairs, a healthy tree on the area to the left, along with a bird statue next to one of the pillars. And the great stone doors on top of the largest platform.

Link stopped for a moment, looking at them wearily. No one dared go through them without his and Zelda's permission. That room was too important to let anyone in so easily. He felt the other's hand push him forward gently and he took a hesitant step. But what if someone hadn't cared about their permission?

"Link." She called softly, creasing her brows. "The energy isn't the same." The green-clad blond frowned before climbing the stairs and touching the stone.

"Let's see, then." And he pushed the doors open, bracing for a sudden attack, a projectile, a noise or movement out of place. Instead he felt a strange pressure, like a thick fog that suffocated him for a moment before he focused on the stone pedestal.

Or rather, the being resting against it.

He gasped loudly, taking a step back and almost crashing against Zelda as she mimicked his surprised reaction, both of them staring at the dark colored figure that was leaning against the blade, intricate white patterns on its body. In the form of diamonds.

"Y-you!" Link gapped in shock when the Spirit turned his head to look over his shoulder at the two blonds. "Why are you here? !"

The Spirit sneered at them before focusing again on something in front of him, out of the others' view. Tightening his arms around whatever it was, the dethroned Demon Lord huffed under his breath. "That's what I'd like to know. But little Miss Perfect won't respond."

"'Miss Perfect'? Who are you ta-" Zelda's question was cut short when a soft mumble came from the figure in front of Ghirahim, earning a slight growl from him before he sighed. Curiosity took the best from Link and he stepped closer to the Spirit, gasping when he caught a glimpse of crystal blue and purple curling on the other's arms; he resisted the urge to drop close to the Spirit and examine the smaller one when Ghirahim sent him a warning hiss.

"Fi!" He called, unsure of how to react to the Spirits' presence.

The smaller one opened her eyes drowsily, barely half-lidded before leaning closer to the darker one who glared at the hero. "Madas... Mari madas..."

Before Link could say anything else, Zelda ran toward the two Sword Spirits without a moment of hesitation, kneeling next to Ghirahim. She looked at the blue sprite, who looked smaller than she actually was in the other's arms. "Fi?" Raising her head, she met the aggressive glare of the black sprite with wide, confused and curious eyes, noticing the diamond in his chest had a pale orange line through it but was otherwise complete. "Ghirahim? How..."

The black sprite bared his sharp teeth at her, spitting his reply venomously. "That's what I'd like to know. Shouldn't you, great goddess, know about what's going on?"

"Dark magic..." Was a whisper that silenced the sprite as he allowed Fi shift in his arms. "Forced out."

Link approached them cautiously, preferring to stay standing next to them in order to have an easier reach for his sword -similar to the knight's one, with a sharper edge thanks to some stray goods and Gondo's help- if the situation called for it. "Dark magic? Why would someone use magic on a... on you?" He quickly corrected himself, disliking the way he had worded the question. She wasn't just a blade, she wasn't and isn't and never will be... he looked away from the exhausted blue sprite to examine the black one with a weary look. "Did you do anything to Fi?"

Ghirahim's glare could have drilled through both their skulls but he didn't move to either defensive or offensive positions. If looks couldn't kill then the venom in his voice would have. "And how, pray tell, could I do that if I was inside the blade too? This type of curse can only be casted from outside, foolish brat! You really do know nothing about the complex thread that is magic."

"A curse?"

Aggravated, the Demon Lord pointed at the faint circle on the floor that surrounded the sword's resting place. "See that? That's part of the needed ritual to do one."

"Energy..." Muttered the blue sprite as she tried to sit up on her own. She managed to slide off the other's hold and sit on the floor in front of the black sprite, slumping slightly and raised her head to look back at the blonde. "Energy extracting curse."

"It sucks out energy? Then why aren't you affected?" Link asked, concern turning into mistrust as he changed his gaze from one Spirit to the other. He received another angry huff.

"I already told you, boy. This kind of magic can't be done from inside the area you want to use it on!"

"Could you see who did this?" Zelda cut in, looking at the blue sprite that shook her head slowly. "Any idea of who'd want to do this?" This time, her sky blue eyes met the black sprite's white eyes.

In return, Ghirahim hissed under his breathe before looking away, deep in thought. "Someone who wants power. There are just about thousands of creatures that fit that description."

Zelda didn't seem affected by his sharp tongue or dripping sarcasm and venom. "But not all of them know how to use magic, much less dark one on this level." Ghirahim stayed silent for a while and she smiled slightly. "That makes the list much shorter, doesn't it?"

The Demon Lord didn't reply and instead took the blue sprite in his arms as she swayed in place unevenly, sighing as she once again curled on his lap like a small child.

"What happened to her...?" Link asked.

"The curse casted on the blade may have affected her; she said it was an energy curse so it's taking out her strength." Zelda replied before Ghirahim could snark back; however, she soon brought a hand to her chin, humming uneasily. "That would explain why she's affected and Ghirahim isn't but..."

"No one would try to revive the Demon King other than I." The black Spirit voiced. "Few demons look out for other's wellbeing, and the most loyal followers of my Master either died in that battle or vanished."

"If they aren't trying to revive him then why would they use this kind of spell..." The blond wondered out loud. When no answer came to his question, he looked down at the sprites, tilting his head curiously. "And why are you simply sitting, holding Fi, instead of I don't know- jump me down and bite out my throat in vengeance?"

"Oh, just enjoying the view. It's a lovely wall, you know? A few thousand years of leech make wonders to stone rooms."

"Seriously?"

"Of course not! Are you an idiot or only playing dumb?" Ghirahim snapped at him, gritting his teeth in frustration.

Link looked taken aback before switching to a more insulted expression. "Well, excuse me, mister! Enlighten me. Why are you doing nothing?" Zelda looked between the two of them as if they were playing a ping-pong match, interested.

"I can't move, happy?"

Blinking, the blond asked. "Why?"

"I have a bit of holy power in front-" He pointed at Fi. "-and behind me." He motioned at the sword. "I'm a demon, do the math."

"Oh."

A brief moment of hesitation later, Link reached forward to take the blue sprite from the other's arms, halting his moves as Fi wrapped her cloak around Ghirahim. The Demon Lord slowly untied her arms and Link lifted her, meeting some resistance and a mumble as he took her from her place.

A second later, Ghirahim grinned and snapped his fingers, disappearing in a cloud of red and black diamonds.

The blonds gaped at the place the black sprite had been before a groan distracted them. Looking at the one in the hero's arms, they noticed her irritation more by her slumping form than her face. Fi returned the hero's gaze before whispering. "Madas, you need to learn to think ahead... 67% chance Ghirahim left the area..."

"He escaped?"

"I can confirm with 95% accuracy the phrase 'left the area' could be translated to 'escaped'."

Zelda sighed, dragging her hand across her head and rubbing her temple. "This is bad."

The trio exited the Temple soon after the Demon's disappearance, with the green-clad blond carrying the sprite in his arms. They approached the large statue directly in front of the building and entered, quickly making a bee-line toward Zelda's room.

Link placed Fi down on the bed's edge, tuning out the sprite's mumbling. The other blonde came close to the other two and examined the blue female. "How are you feeling, Fi?"

"...Tired." It took her a few moments to reply, looking away from them and inspecting the room curiously. The alcove was small and modest, with the bed, a small desk and the closet being the most prominent furniture, some decorative ornaments lingering on the walls and on top of the larger structures, with purple, pink, white and gold being the main coloration. "Otherwise, average condition..."

"That's good, I guess?" Link mumbled, scratching the back of his head. "You should rest for a while; can we do anything to make you feel comfortable?"

Fi shook her head, avoiding looking at either of them. "There's no need to do that, Madas. The accommodations are comfortable enough as they are and I do not want to become a burden- if you had plans for the day, please carry them on."

Zelda sighed, pouting slightly. "Can't we do anything?" Seeing the Spirit shake her head again, the blonde grimaced slightly. "...We won't be able to change your mind, right? If you need us, don't hesitate to call, we'll be close by."

"I appreciate the though, honorable Zelda..."

"Just call me 'Zelda', alright?" The blonde gave her a small smile, encouraging her to relax. The other just gave a small nod, not quite convinced. Zelda took Link's hand in her own and pulled him toward the entrance, calling over her shoulder. "Remember: If you need us just call!"

As soon as they were out of the room, Fi looked at the ceiling, deep in thought. "Call for you..."

Zelda continued dragging her old friend until they were outside the Statue, turning to look at his confused eyes.

"Shouldn't we stay with her? What if she needs us and we're too far?"

Shaking her head, the female replied. "You can't feel it, can you? She's confused about something, and needs time to think. If we stay there she'll get distracted and pressured."

Quirking a brow, the hero echoed. "'Pressured'?"

"I have this feeling the thing she can't remember is something important. Maybe something that we need to know; if we stay there she'll have the need to transmit the information but she isn't sure what it was about." She explained, looking back at the entrance. "Forcing yourself to remember something can make it even harder to remember."

Link nodded, understanding her point as he turned to look at the entrance as well before chewing his lip. "She's too stubborn." He suddenly said, attracting Zelda's attention. "She won't ask for help... maybe we should try and get something done around here, at least one of us could go ask Gorko for assistance while the other finishes things around."

"Sounds like a plan! Your say?"

"I'll go get Gorko, there are still some Bokoblins around and going alone is dangerous."

"Implying I can't defend myself."

"You know what I mean by that!" Link chuckled as she gave him a friendly punch in the shoulder.

Far above the Sealed Grounds, inside one of the houses of Skyloft, a soft buzzing quickened ever so lightly. Opening his eye, he looked around the empty space quickly, noticing he was the only one in the house. No surprise on that.

The buzzing shot up again and he straightened, looking out the window with surprise flashing in his eyes.