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Before I start I should warn you that there are very strong hints at rape within this chapter. If you find this disturbing or uncomfortable I advise you not to read on, there is nothing graphic but it is strongly hinted. Rape is a very serious issue that should never be taken lightly, and I've tried to show this within my writing. I'm not sure whether I should change the rating to M or not, this will be the only chapter featuring this kind of content and it's not graphic but it is a serious issue, so let me know in the reviews and I'll do what you all think is best.

For this chapter I'm writing from a non-subjected point of view, as I think it's easier to convey the variety of characters thoughts and feelings.

Thank you to Princess Zelda-figure skater for beta reading.


Dark Reflections: Chapter Four: Trust

He chews his lower lip as he squeezes the pliers tight. A small snapping sound can be heard as the wire breaks with a clean cut, perfect… He flips the cap shut on the brake wire and sidles out from underneath, dusting his hands off. He quickly pockets the pliers and casually walks away from the car. As long as he plays this right… no one ever need know what he just did. At least, they won't find out until it's too late to do anything about it…

His feet make a gentle thudding noise as he enters the foyer of the apartment complex. Other than that, the rooms surrounding him are fairly quiet, the only other audible sound is someone's TV penetrating the thin walls between apartments. A small thrill of excitement bubbles in his stomach as he thinks of the chaos he's unleashed in the last few days… Sheik's already so panicked and nervous about Zant, any time Midna goes out he calls her up to check she's not with him, and if she is, he throws a tantrum and threatens to start an argument over it, who could have known he was so insecure? And who knows… tomorrow when he leaves for work, he may never come home again… Link has had it wrong all these years, life is so much more fun when you wreak havoc, rather than just playing it safe. He grins deviously, his eyebrows arching downwards in the centre, smirking, he's never had so much fun.

His hands touch the cold of the brass door handle to Sheik and Midna's apartment, but as he carefully pushes the door open, he's met with a sight that he's all too delighted to see. Sheik and Midna stand in the centre of the room, face to face. Their arms are outstretched in expression, the frown lines are clearly visible on Sheik's forehead as he sighs in exasperation.

"I'm just saying, it bugs that you seem to be spending more time with Zant than you do with me! I'm meant to be your boyfriend!"

"Oh for Goddess' sake Sheik would you just let it go!?" Midna sighs, turning away from him, her flying out around her shoulders in a dramatic halo.

"No!" Sheik replies, spinning her back around to face him, "Because even when you're with me, it's Zant this, Zant that!"

"It is not! How dare you!" Midna says, crossing her arms pointedly.

"Oh really?" Sheik replies, raising his eyebrows, "Oh Sheik! Zant said the funniest thing today!" Sheik mimics, putting on Midna's voice, "Oh you'll never guess what Zant did earlier! Oh that reminds me of something Zant said… ZANT! ZANT! ZANT!"

"He's my only friend in my supervision!" Midna says, frowning deeply, "Just stop beating around the bush here Sheik, I know what this is really about!"

Sheik laughs aloud, "Oh yeah, what's that?"

"You don't trust me to be friends with a guy without cheating on you!" She screams, pointing and accusatory finger at him.

He whirls away from her, scoffing. "Oh that is ridiculous!"

Dark Link sighs, dragging his gaze away from the argument unravelling between the two disjointed lovers, over to the couch where Zelda sits, resting her head in her hands. A small smile plays across his lips as he carefully studies the way her long blonde hair falls over her shoulder, the perfect curve of her waist and her golden skin… looking a little like melted sugar, so delicious…

Her sparkling blue eyes look up, meeting his as she pulls a bored expression. He laughs lightly, walking carefully around the argument still blazing like an uncontrollable fire, and over towards her.

"Hey…" He mutters quietly, "What happened here?"

Zelda sighs dramatically. "I don't even know, I was here with Sheik and then Zant turns up to drop Midna off, and before I know it they're tearing each other's heads off… I don't think they even know I'm here!"

"Hey," He says, carefully taking her hand and squeezing it, "They didn't even acknowledge my arrival!" He murmurs, looking over his shoulder at Midna and Sheik.

"I can't believe you'd have the nerve to accuse me of cheating on you!" Midna exclaims, jabbing Sheik in the chest with one pointed finger.

"I never said you were cheating on me!" Sheik yells back, shoving her hand away.

"You didn't have to!" Midna screeches.

He clenches his jaw, his nostrils flaring as he exhales. "Don't you think you're over reacting a little?"

"I'M OVER REACTING?" Midna screams, her flaming red eyes alight with anger, "How could you possibly be so naive?"

"And what's that supposed to mean?" He asks, hands on hips as he stares down at her.

"It means there's nothing going on between me and Zant!"

"I NEVER SAID THERE WAS!"

Dark Link sighs, pressing the tips of his fingers into his temples, before looking up meet Zelda's gaze. "I don't know about you but I don't want to sit around all day listening to Punch and Judy… what do you say you and I get out of here?"

Zelda smiles a little, squeezing his hand. "I like the sound of that…"


A small blush seeps across Zelda's cheeks as she approaches the front door to her apartment. Dinner and a movie would have been plenty for almost every girl on the planet, and Zelda would have been fine with it, but Link had other ideas. He took her to the zoo to see the penguins, because he remembered one afternoon, lying on the couch in Link's room, she told him she thought they were adorable. Then they went down to lake Hylia and took the miniature boat tour right down to the Zora domain. Then they drove back into the city and lay on the roof of her apartment building, watching the stars as he told her of all the legends of the Goddess' Hero.

"I have to say, Link…" she says quietly as she slips her key into the lock, "I'm very impressed, you've been a real gentleman tonight."

He laughs, looking down a little. "I do try!"

She looks down, a little embarrassed. "So... do you want to come in for a night cap?" She asks, carefully pushing the front door open.

"I guess I could have just one drink…" he murmurs, giving her his award winning smile as she pushes open the front door, inviting him into her apartment. He watches in silence as she carefully slips her coat from her shoulders, hanging it on the wooden coat stand by the front door. She then carefully clicks the front door shut and slowly wanders into the kitchen, kneeling down in front of the now open drinks cabinet. After a moment of two of searching, she produces a large bottle of whisky and two small glasses. She lays the glasses down on the counter top, and begins searching for a bottle opener, but before she can find one, she feels the bottle being pulled from her hands.

"Here, let me," Link says, smiling subtly as his grip tightens on the cork. He folds his lips in with concentration, and eventually, a loud pop can be heard as the cork jumps from the neck of the bottle. She gracefully steps aside, allowing him to pour the pale golden brown liquid into the small glasses. He carefully hands one to her and takes one for himself, sipping the drink, allowing its smooth smoky taste to liven his taste buds.

"Thank you, Link," she says, smiling. "I had a really nice time tonight."

"Me too." He replies, carefully looking up, allowing his eyes to meet her gaze. He sighs contentedly, carefully laying the glass down on the counter. She smiles a little as she does the same, allowing him to step a little closer to her. A sharp breathe escapes her as he leans in, his soft lips meeting hers in a perfect kiss. She allows her eyes to flutter shut, drifting into the romance of it all, allowing her mind to wander as he deepens the kiss, his tongue carefully tracing the inside of her upper lip. Her heart thuds a little harder as the kiss progresses, but when his hands begin to wander… her stomach starts to churn.

She pulls away momentarily, whispering, "Link don't spoil it…"

"I'm not spoiling it," he mutters in response, carefully taking one of her hands.

She pushes herself further away, trying to break free from his spell, but his grip tightens on her hand, causing her to whimper a little. His kisses only become more aggressive the more she resists. He wraps his arm around her, dragging her body closer to his, despite her unwillingness.

The panic is now bubbling deeper inside her stomach, she begins to take deep breaths in a desperate bid to quell her fears, but nothing seems to be working. He wouldn't really do this to her… would he?

She reaches up, trying to push him away in another attempt to stop his leering, but he lets out a low growl, gripping her tighter as he forces her back up against the kitchen counter. The whisky glasses roll from the marble counter tops, the bronze liquid spilling on the tiled floor, glass shattering into tiny pieces that crunch beneath his boots. He grapples at her jacket, trying to undo the tiny buttons. He quickly tires of this, ripping it from her arms in one swift motion, before moving onto her shirt. Her body begins to shake as tears well in her eyes.

In one last desperate plea she screams out to him, "Link! Please, stop!"

He pulls away, and for a moment it almost seems like it's over, but he grabs her by the elbow, dragging her towards her bedroom, despite the sobs shaking her body. His fingers curl around the soft fabrics of her shirt as he pulls it from her, forcing a few of the buttons to fall off in the process. He drops the flimsy fabric to the floor as he fists her hair, throwing her down to the bed before dropping himself of top of her. She mumbles desperate pleas, but her attempts are futile as her pillow stains with tears at the hands of someone she knew she should never have trusted…


"I can't believe you! Who the hell do you think you are Sheik?" Midna screams, throwing a cushion in the vague direction of his face.

"Me? You're blaming this all on me?" He retaliates, dodging the cushion, allowing it to hit the wall behind him with a loud thud.

"I just… I don't even want to look at you anymore!" Midna screeches. "Get the hell out of my apartment!"

"THIS IS MY APARTMENT TOO!" Sheik shouts, "You can't just kick me out!"

"WATCH ME!" She bellows, grabbing his keys and lobbing them across the room at him.

He snorts in disgust, catching the keys in the palm of his hand and grabbing his coat from the hooks by the door. "You want me gone? Fine! I'm going!"

"GOOD!" She screams as he turns away, wrenching the front door open, "And if I never see you again, it'll be too soon!" She manages to scream before he slams the door shut.

He growls in frustration as he straightens his coat on his shoulders, storming down the hall and onto the stair case as he makes his way towards the exit. How dare Midna blame it all on him, it's her that was getting too close to that creep Zant. He was only trying to be honest, isn't that supposed to be something important in relationships? He purposefully lets his feet stomp on the stairs as he nears the exit to the apartment building. He forces the door open, storming out into the cold winter air. He clenches his fists tight as he approaches his new car, climbing into the driver seat and slamming the door shut. He's about to start the car when suddenly the message alert on his phone rings out. He rolls his eyes, choosing to ignore it, whatever it is can wait, he's not in the mood to chat. He quickly changes gears and pulls out of the parking space, swooping out onto the exit road.

This was all Midna's fault, she could have tried to be a little more understanding. What was he meant to think, that Zant wouldn't at least try to make a pass at her? He's a creep, there was no way Sheik could let himself trust Zant, no way. He pulls the car round the corner and onto the main road, the rage still boiling inside of him as he tries to figure out where to go, the obvious solution would be to stay with Link or Pipit… but which one? His eyes scan the road carefully as he nears a queue of cars backing the red traffic light, he rolls his eyes, carefully pushing the brake pedal… but nothing happens. He frowns, glancing down at his feet as he pushes the brake again, harder this time, again nothing… His car continues powering along the road at the continuous speed as he jams his foot repeatedly on the brake pedal, with no reaction. Panic swells up inside his stomach as he draws nearer to the cars in front of him. Any moment now he would collide head first with the black Mercedes in front of him, and there's nothing he can do to stop it.

He braces himself, screwing his eyes shut as he hears the loud clang of metal on metal, and it's like everything is moving in slow motion… his body is thrown forward, then the seatbelt halts him, slamming him back against his seat, but not before his head makes contact with the glass windscreen. The bonnet crumples before him, the pressure forcing large cracks along the thick glass, which eventually cause it to shatter, broken glass falling on him like rain as the crumpled bonnet breaks through the foot well, trapping his legs under scrunched metal. His head lolls back on his shoulders as everything returns to real time, a woman screams from the sidewalk at what she just witnessed as people begin getting out of their cars, phoning for ambulances or trying to help out in some way. A young man runs over to him, talking to him, but the words all blur into one another as the crushing blackness runs through his mind.