Void stood, his sword drawn, the blade glinting in the darkness. Thunder crashed outside the window and the rain lashed the tower. The storm spoke of something dreadful happening, but it also spoke of the goings on in the tower room. Void stood before a figure dawned in heavy robes. She sat in the center of the room, refusing to answer his questions.
Void had grown impatient some time ago now he was downright furious. The princess sat in the center of the cold, dark room, refusing to answer him. She acted as though he weren't even there or perhaps as if her were only a minor irritant. She sat with her head held high. She looked at him with the expressionless gaze a ruler. She would withstand his threats and his torment.
Stalking around her again, Void's cold, crimson gaze bore into her. "What is the 'Mirror of Twilight'? What's its purpose?"
Zelda gazed at him with her own cold distain. She sized him up, rapidly calculating what would come of the information he thirsted for. She answered without expression, "I'll never tell you."
It had gone on like this for quite some time and Void was losing his shallow patience. This answer made his growl and he swung around to face. He slammed his gauntleted hand across her face with such force that Zelda was thrown onto the ground and lay there for a moment before she pushed herself up. Her blue eyes shone with cold fury. Void had lost his patience and swooped down upon her. Her closed her hand around her throat with crushing force and threw her against one of the stone walls, pinning her there.
"It wouldn't do you any good," she said in a choked voice. "Ganondorf has already been returned and Link will defeat him."
Void bared his teeth and spat, "There was never any doubt. That's not what I'm interested in. I want to know about the Mirror of Twilight."
Zelda gasped and choked from the force in which Void held her in place, his hand crushing her throat. She couldn't draw air and felt the burning in her lungs as well as in her head. Darkness was crawling across her vision as she choked. "It was used to seal Ganondorf in the Twilight Realm."
With the first satisfactory answer he'd gotten so far, Void thrust her away from him and she crashed onto the stone floor where she lay, gasping for breath. He paced over to her and crouched over her. He grasped the front of her robes and pulled her up to look into her blue eyes. They were not the eyes of a ruler he realized, they were the eyes of someone who had been defeated and given up almost all hope. Her eyes were dull and expressionless as she looked up at him.
Void let go of her robes and let her fall back. He rose and walked away in disgust. Zelda sat up and rose slowly. "You could help me," her voice was soft and froze Void in place. He didn't turn to look at her, but his back was tense. "I could tell you what you want to know, if you do something for me."
Void turned slowly to face her, a scowl on his face and he spat out, "I won't be used again, I won't be someone's puppet."
Zelda took a face towards him and laid a hand on his face. She held his crimson gaze steadily with her own blue gaze. Where she laid her hand, it burned. Void was made up of the darkness and shadows of the darkest part of a person's heart, Link's heart, and the contact of the incarnation of the goddess Hylia felt like fire on his cold skin.
He drew back sharply, the fear that was in darkest part of his heart bubbling up. His heart raced and Void felt tremors pass through his body. He hated the princess and everything that she stood for, but not the way he hated Link. "Don't touch me," he managed to hiss as he backed away.
He backed towards the door where he stood, fear and confusion driving his every move.
"Wait," Zelda's voice was soft. She stood where he had left her. She made no move to approach him, but she withdrew something from within her robes. The small blue ocarina lay in the palms of her hand. It was the very ocarina she'd given to Link many centuries ago. Her blue eyes were gentle as she saw his fear. "Use it to guide Link from the shadows. Be what Sheik once was."
Void glared hatefully at her, his sword held tightly in his hand. "You know I can't do that. I can't do anything for anyone but myself. It's what I am and I won't indulge you or that…that Hero." He spat the word at with the utmost loathing.
Zelda was undeterred as she said. "You would be helping yourself. He is you and you are him. Two halves who cannot be complete without the other." Void moved guardedly towards her only to stop a few feet from her, his gaze hard.
"That's not the type of thing the goddesses would support you saying," his voice was hard and cold, but his eyes were uncertain.
Zelda gazed at him for a long moment. "I may be an incarnation of the goddess Hylia and I may be princess, but I have to do what for the greater good."
"And nothing will come from the greater good if we become one," Void spat. "You 'Hero' would be imperfect."
"Not one," Zelda said quietly. There was something knowing about the way she was looking at him. "But two halves that have come together, still separate, but together."
Void hesitated as he took the ocarina in his cold gauntleted hand and looked at it. He closed his fingers around it and turned away without a word. He stopped at the door, expecting her to say something more.
"Use it to help defeat Ganondorf and then find peace with the Hero chosen by the Goddesses," her voice carried after.
Voice said softly to himself as he walked away, "Peace?"
He let his feet carry him down from the tower. He kept in the shadows as he slipped past the guards, unwilling to fight them at the moment. How could he use Zelda's ocarina to defeat Ganondorf? What use was the ocarina to him? And how to could he be with Link and not become a single being? He scowled and glared at the darkness around him. He and Link were separate people, born from the same soul, but two very different halves.
He drew his black cloak around himself and disappeared into the darkness. He had learned of the Mirror of Twilight's location from the Spirit of Light and Zelda had told him it was used to seal Ganondorf away. He would find this Mirror and he would find answers. He could wait to dispatch of the hero in his own time, for now he could use the Hero to defeat Ganondorf and then he could draw out the Hero's death. He had never bested the Hero before, they were usually equal in strength and skill, but the darkness of the Twilight had strengthened him. He was sure he'd be able to best the Hero. He had used trickery and betrayal before, but he preferred a good fight. There was no honor in him, no nobility in a fair fight, only the pleasure of a challenge and bloodying himself and his enemy. But fear and doubt still curled in the back of his mind making him feel weak and vulnerable, two things he hated above all else.
Link crept up the spiral staircase up the tower in which Zelda was prisoner. His fur was soaked and Midna was barely breathing. He paused and sniffed the air by the door. He would smell only one person in the room on the other side, but there was the faint smell of someone else, someone had been here recently. He tensed as he pushed his way into the room and saw Zelda standing by the window. She turned slowly to face him and saw Midna. She came quickly to his side and took Midna, laying the imp out before her. She spoke softly to them as she told Midna everything would be alright. She spoke of the Lost Wood and the Master Sword, taking Midna's hand in hers.
"I will be with, I'll always be with you," she whispered, her voice soothing. Midna's dull red eyes became alert at this and she tried to protest.
"W-what?" Midna tried to sit up, but her body was failing her. "What are you doing Zelda?"
Zelda didn't answer, but she closed her eyes, the triforce on her hand glowing. Midna gasped and Link jerked back. Zelda's body was fading and vanished altogether. Midna's hand glowed, the triforce appearing.
"No, no, no!" Midna moaned, holding her head in her hands. "This can't be happening!"
Link moved closer to Midna and looked down at the imp. The triforce was tattooed onto her hand, glowing faintly. Midna's eyes red eyes were desolate as she looked at her hand. The glowing of the triforce was all that was left of the princess. Hyrule had lost their princess for the sake of the little imp. It took only a few moments, though, for Midna to shake herself and look at Link.
"We're going to find the Master Sword in the Lost Wood. We have to get you back to your true form," her eyes were filled with determination as she said this. She jumped up and landed on Link's back. With one last look at her hand, Midna grew quiet, but said nothing.
Link rose and made his way quickly from the tower room. The guards would be making their rounds soon and link couldn't have them finding Midna and himself in the room where the princess was missing from. He felt a stab of grief for the princess, but he had honestly felt little for her.
Link leaped back through the window he'd used to access the tower multiple times now and plunged out into the rain beyond. Midna teleported them in an instant to Ordon Spring, the closest to the Forest Temple and to his village that he was willing to be at the moment, but he'd have to revisit the sight of the temple to find his way to the Lost Wood.