The Legend of Zelda: Star of Darkness

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	The sky began to turn blood red as the wind ripped and the dark clouds parted into a deep crevice. Like a sharp sword crafted by the most careful hands, a pale beam of glittering silver shot through the heavens and seemed to break into the very earth itself. The trees then slowly began to part and their emerald green glowing reflected far off into the distance; then were lost behind thought or caught in the star laced webs to be seen only by the spider moon. 
	
	A fair maiden of the forest also drifted gracefully to the gray earth. She floated when she walked and behind her careful footsteps she left a trailing garden of blossoms, sun flowers and white roses. Her hair fell like a string of ruby's as if in dark flame. Her eyes were deep and blood red, set in her glowing peach skin. She held her head high and breathed deeply; an essence of light escaping her rose petal lips as she sighed blissfully. 
	
	The surroundings about her were hazy and blurry; as if in a childs dream. A silent and careful breeze took her hair as it flew around her face that was as fair as that of a StamosWolf. It took her glittering skirt that was a bright silver star tugging the breeze. The maiden giggled happily and suddenly stood dead still.
	
	She looked down to the ground beneath and her empty eyes began to behold a dark smile. She laughed and shook her head naivelly, ''I see. So I have been called again. They are playing with fire.' The maiden became serious, 'That's fine--yes. I will come. All shall see my power and worship it!' Her look turned into a terrible hate and loathing, 'Yes--they will pay!' She smiled,
 'He will pay dearly . . .'
Chapter 1: Crying with Parched Eyes
	She couldn't stand it! Scarcely did she believe she would be able to last another second! He was always late, but this . . . this was his arrangement! An invitation! He had not yet come to fulfill his own plans! 
	
	'That damned man!' She mumbled, ' Why if he wasn't so . . .' She shuttered and sighed blissfully at her own realization.
	
	Zelda could think of many words to describe him. Enticing, focused, lusty, powerful and . . .  seducing.  She wanted him. Wanted him to seduce her and leave her so dazed with pleasure as to cause her starving lungs to gasp for air. To drain her of every drop of desire and cause her blood to boil endlessly. To erupt within her like the warmth in his skin and the fire in his touch. Then fall asleep helplessly in those welcoming arms . . . and be joined with that perfect body. To be part of that beautiful being. Nay of that, though, for she was like a unexperianced child in a developing adult body. And he . . . he was all man. Experianced in every way; wind, water and women. She felt herself begin to shatter. Women. He could get any and as many women as he desired. How could she be any different; or more worthy to him than any of his other wind up dolls? She couldn't . . . and why did it matter? This was merely just another one of her playful crushes. Or that is what she would have liked to believe and convince to herself and to everyone else in the whole damn world.
	
	Zelda began to feel her cheeks burn in this terrible cold . . . tears. Warm tears began to trickle along her freezing silky cheeks causing her fair face to become numb and hurt. Feeling lonely and abandoned, she laid down upon the cold bench where she had before sat. She wept at the thought that he had forgotten her. Expecting him to never to show, Zelda eventually drifted to sleep.
	L ink looked up to the cloudy sky as he felt the awakening chill of the cold earth. Lying in his arms was a girl unfamiliar to him. Perhaps fourteen of age, she was completely unclothed. Link gasped and sat up suddenly not taking his steady gaze from her drained body. In his drunken state of the night before . . . his lovely blue eyes began to open wide with shame . . . 'Dear God . . .' He whispered. Link had lain with this girl and their was obviously no mistaking it. He was six years older than her! 
	
	Link dressed quickly and didn't notice the girl stir. He had covered her in Eponas' wool blanket to which she had quietly pushed away. He felt as though he were being stared at and looked up from lacing his boots to see her returning his gaze. Shame ate at him like those bright amethyst eyes. 
	
	Link reached for his emerald green tunic but could no longer look at her, 'I am very sorry.'
	
	She smiled, 'You are . . . exquisite.' Her eyes began to brighten, 'Superb . . .'
	
	Now he did look into her eyes with a cold stare, 'You are still young.' Link watched the girl begin to put on her clothes,' I will regret this night and hour I was allowed to recieve your innocence. Now I will keep it with me for all of eternity.' He turned and took his clothes and weapons  with him, ' . . . I am trully very sorry . . .'
	
	The girl stood and finished dressing even quicker than he had, 'Wait!' She called as Link turned to her, 'Please do not trouble yourself with my mistakes . . . there is no need to apoligize.' She blushed, ' . . . actually . . . it was the best night of my life . . .'
	
	Link opened his eyes wide and gave her a surprised smile. She took a step back and giggled, then turned to run . . . deep into the forest . . . never to be seen or heard from again. He stood there for a moment and watched her go completely.
	
	Link turned and laughed despite himself, 'Can you believe that?' He said with his hands on his slender hips, 'Link, not only do you have many talents, but when you are able to mix beer and ass and live to tell about it . . . that's just pure genius!'
	
	Link began to think outloud, ' Wait . . . there's something I'm forgetting.' He scratched his chin and then stopped dead in the cold . . . ! . . . 'Oh no! Today I was supposed to go meet Zelda!'
	
	He then sped off like a bullet and did not look back.
	Link soon found himself at the spot to which they were supposed to meet. He called her name but alas! she was no where to be found. He searched around but there was still no sign of her. Soon search turned to worry and worry to rage. He would tear the whole damn town apart with his bare hands if he had to do so to find his friend, but he knew Zelda would never stand him up to be laughed at as a fool. It was soon after that he found her, lying on a bench. 'Why would she wait so desperately for me?' Link asked himself.
	
	He looked on her cold and shivering face and saw that her rosey cheeks were outlined in tears. He breathed in sharply and exhaled slowly. Link lifted Zelda close to him and saw that she was truly beautiful and . . . alone. Her skin and hair were like silk and her lips like rose petals. Her breasts were unbound and her legs; long and slender. He knew of her eyes; their lovely indigo color; sapphire outline. Her hair and clothes were golden like the sun and dear God, but her figure was so perfect and different from his own.  
	
	Link began to grow achingly hard and was in a good mind to lay her down right then and there. Draw out her passion and leave her dazed by pleasures of taste and touch that her body never thought possible of experiencing. He never realized how incredibly perfect . . . and innocent
. . .  she was. His thin lips began to curve a smile. He found himself, for the first time, desperately wanting to lay between those beautiful silken legs. It would be so easy for him to just . . .
	
	Zelda began to stir and her soft eyes looked to him with a smile. He smiled back to her gently as he stroked her golden hair. She thought she would die. He was so utterly male and she could not get enough of him. So strong and handsome, so tall and reasuring. His hair was dull like the sword  but almost more like that of worn gold; his eyes were bright and indigo blue. Link was thin and irresistable; an athlete and a fighter. His cheeks and face were lean and fair and blended his bronze and callused skin perfectly. And his hips were so slender; a perfect frame for her legs to wrap around. She wanted him to take her right then. She wanted to give her body and innocence up to him only. Link . . . so beautiful. Zelda shook her head in a failed atempt to come back to reality.
	
	He sat her gracefully onto the gray earth. She prayed that he would find boldness unlike her modesty and cradle her softly in his strong arms. Though, she doughted he found anything appealing about her shyness and silence. But he did. He would soon lay her down upon the mossy green earth and gently make love to her until the sun rose thrice in the eastern horizon. But not now. He feared it was too soon; he would wait.
	
	'I'm sorry I did not come earlier.' said Link
	
	'That's okay. As long as you thought about me enough to come, it wouldn't matter what time you showed up. I was just afraid that you had forgotten about me or didn't like me anymore.' She gave him a feminine look; a revealing of her true innocence.
	
	She would surely undo him. He was fighting every lust of his body and every heat of passion that boiled his blood and pounded within him; driving him mad. He needed her, and his body longed to be part of hers'. Duty and honer were the only things holding him back  His hands desired to run over her and sensitize all of her gorgeous body. Links' mouth wished to suckle her and savour her inch by delicious inch.
	
	He then managed to speak, 'Is that why you were crying?' Link wanted to make it up to her and cause her to forget all else but him looming above her; protecting her. 'Trust me. I could never forget you.' 
	
	Link smiled to her and she blushed when he did, 'Good.' Link thought, 'It's her turn to feel uncomfortable.'
	
	He needed her right then and there; that instant and no time in between.
	
	Such good friends.
	
	Zelda and himself were very good friends. They had seen some ups and downs; laughed together and cried together. How had he not noticed these feelings before? Now, under the frosty white stars, she was different somehow.
		
	Such good friends.
 	
	She seemed transformed below the silver moon. Her breasts looked as though to be in full bloom like the delicate flower. They were clearly visible through her pale white dress. 
	
	Links hands shook at the need to touch her. He wanted to wrap his arms around her and fulfill his burning passion so intensely that she would tear through the rough skin on his shoulders. It didn't really matter to him who she was, as long as she could be his.
	
	Such good friends.
	
	The thought came back to him almost too suddenly.
	
	How could he? This was a princess . . . the princess of Hyrule! She deserved a prince . . . 
or . . . a hero. Links' eyes lit up intensely.
	
	He whistled for Epona, not having time for his ocarina. 'Come princess.' He looked at her sharply, 'The time is drawing nigh.'
	
	'Whatever do you mean?' She replied as he lifted her to him.
	
	She felt the strong wall that was his chest against her back. Heard his voice as if far off into the distance, 'I need to have a talk with your father.' He kicked Epona lightly as they slowly began to build up speed, 'There is something I must ask of him,' He smiled, 'a favor.'

Chapter 2: The Three Trials	
 	 The castle was bright and crystal lined in the warm brown sun. It was old and familiar. Golden replicas of the mystical triforce were embroided upon the the scarlet ledges. It was covered with wounding white roses attatched tightly around the hedges and stain-glassed windows. It was early in the morning, perhaps only slightly passed dawn.
	
	They continued to walk upon the carefully carved dirt road until they came to a painful stop. Zelda jumped in front of Link and looked at him with darting eyes, 'Link,' she said nervously, 'what do you intend to ask of my father?'
	
	Link looked softly into her sapphire eyes, 'I wish I could tell you but . . . I can't.' He took her fair hands into his own, 'You must promise to support me on whatever it may be. I'm asking you as a friend.'
	
	She couldn't help herself, 'Of course.' She said with deep yearning. Link looked at her stangely. Zelda backed up a little, 'Er . . . that is . . . yes,' She swallowed hard, 'Anything for a friend.'
	
	He smiled and nodded childishly, 'Come then friend.' He gathered her and began to walk through the gates, 'We must hurry.'               
	Inside the dark depts of the fortress were many gaurds and servants. It was almost wet and erie feeling, as if they were being watched; and they were. A gaurd walked up to them stealthily and snorted. He was very rugged and tall. Strong, husky and ill- mannered. He was covered in mail and equiped with both shield and sword.
	
	The gaurd looked to Link sharply and snorted, 'My name is Talon. That's Captain Talon to you, boy.' He laughed deep in his throat and looked down upon Link like something unwanted he had just removed from the bottom of his shoe, 'And what would a pussy like you be doing with the princess?'
	
	'Please . . . you probubly don't even know her name.' Link chuckled as he leaned against the wall.
	
	'I happen to know more than you,' Talon mumbled and then became very angry, 'Of course I know her name!'
	
	'Oh yeah?' Link stood up, 'What is it then?'
	
	Talon clenched his teeth and fists tightly; obviosly not knowing. He reached for Zelda and squeezed her wrist tightly as she cried out in terrible pain, 'Let go! You're hurting me!' She tugged on her arm trying to pull free but alas! it was too late. The man had already drug her away.
	
	Link began to jump forward in a mighty gust of rage. Gaurds jumped before him, holding him away from Zelda and that coward Talon. One of the head gaurds by the name of Frey spoke up, 'If you wish to confront the princess, you must go see King Calistan.'
	
	'Fine then.' Link said with a frown. 'I will.'
	
    Link broke through the strong iron doors and found that he was standing on a long scarlet carpet. He followed it quickly. His bright eyes searching back in forth in a frequent rage. A set of tall red curtains stood between himself and the throne. A tall but thin gaurd stood in his way.
	
	Link gave him an outrageus look, 'Get out of my way.' He said plainly.
	
	'Not a chance kid.' He spoke with a sneer. 'I'm standing here to keep pesky punks like you away from King Calistan and that's exactly what I'm going to do.'
	
	'My ass you will!' Link pushed gruffly past him and tore through the ruby shades.
	
	Laying before him were many treasures of gold and silver and amethyst. In the center sat a throne upon which was a gruff old man. His eyes were shaded by sinking skin. He wore a purple robe and many gems laced his fingers. Link stood completely still and kept his gaze upon King Calistan.
	
	The old king looked at him softly, 'Come forth child! Tell me of your many journeys! I would love to hear a good story!' He folded his hands. 'Why hast thou chosen to visit Hyrule Castle? Do you need a favor? Or perhaps a question to be answered?'
	
	Link sighed and then gave a breathtaking smile. He walked forward slowly and suddenly stopped at a spacely distance from the king, 'Nay of that lord!' He bowed low respectfully and then stood once more, 'Your majesty! My name is Link of the woodland elves! I am an archer and competant swordsman! I am sure my skills could be of great use to you and your people!' Link brushed back his hair. 'Deep from within the Lost Woods, I have lived among the Kokori my entire life.' He bowed low once more, 'I have come, your majesty, to ask for your daughters hand!' Link stood to his full height.
	
	The old man chuckled, 'Oh, yes. I have heard those words spoken many times before,  child.' The old king called, 'Gaurd!'

	Suddenly a husky group of soldiers ran in and looked to the king who was smiling, 'I bid you to bring me Princess Christabel!'
	
	Link trembled as he tried to speak, but the king only deflected past all of Links efforts as he spoke to the captain, 'Tell her that on this day, she shall be wed!'
	
	The gaurds ran off and soon came back with a wailing teenage girl. Her look was like Zeldas', and yet it was not. Her eyes sparkled with a deeper innocence and beauty. She held the figure of an hourglass as to Zeldas' half an hourglass figure. She was willow slim and perfect . . . perhaps . . . seventeen? Link shook his head. This was not the time to think about that.
	
	The girl looked to the king with a gaze that she had kept on her him the entire time, 'No! I will not marry any of the ale drinking pigs that reside in this poor infested town! I will serve no man!'
	
	The king spoke calmly, 'He has kindly asked of your hand. Give him a chance.'
	
	She hissed, ' Fine. I shall give him my hand. Right across his face!'
	
	'Christabel Lee! You will not speak like that about Link!' The king sent his guards away fiercely and then stood highly above her, 'You shall do as I say and there are no exceptions!' 
	
	Christabel looked at him with tear filled eyes. Her sapphire blue hair slowly began trickling down her shouders as she ran to her room.
	
	The king slouched down in his chair and covered his face with one of his slender hands as Link walked up to him. The king smiled, 'I'm sorry, son. She is a fiesty one.'
	
	Link returned his smile, 'I do not give up so easily.' He walked beside the kings thrown and placed his hand upon his shoulder, 'Perhaps . . . if I went and spoke with her.'
	
             The room was dark and quiet but Link heard deep sobs as if from a distance. A smell of jasmine and rich honey clung to the cool air as it slowly embraced his fair skin. He sighed deep and blissfully at the utterly female smell escaping her from afar. Suddenly a deep and frightened gasp was heard and Link was sure that it was Christabel. 'Who's there?' She cried in a horrified whisper that seemed to echo in the quiet black room.
	
	'It is I, Link.' He called.
	
	She didn't know why, but, that voice! It was so beautiful! 'Why, God?' She thought 'Why now? Why me?' A beautiful voice surely had a beautiful body to accompany it . . . no! He was an ugly, ale drinking loser; and somehow, someway she had to convince herself of that. 'Leave me to weep for this is not yet thine hour!' She breathed in deep, 'You shall have your lust satisfied! I ask of my masters permission to have but this moment for . . . myself . . .' She slowly silenced.
	
	'Yes . . . yes, of course lady!' Link laughed deep in his throat. 'I know now that you are truly an innocent after all!'
	
	'What?!' She said while standing angrily. Christabel could see nothing in this deep darkness but could still sense him. She walked so close to his face that she could feel his hot breath on her lacy throat as she pointed a finger right at his nose, 'That is none of your business!' 
	
	Link slowly wiped her hand away, 'If I might say so, princess, it just happens to be all of my business.'
	
	Slowly the moonlight moved upon them as they bickered. When it did, Christabel gasped in amazement, 'You . . .' She spoke calmly, 'You are the most beautiful man I have ever laid eyes on.'
	 
	'Really...' He answered sarcastically, 'Thank you so much for pointing out the obvious.' 
	
	Christabel turned her back to him, 'That's not funny.'
	
	 Link sighed,'Sorry, actually, this is all just a big misunderstanding. I originally asked your father for Zelda's hand, not yours. He must have just assumed I was asking a bewedding of you.' Link chuckled, 'After all that's happened, it's seemed like more of a beheading. I guess you're free now; as you wished, my lady. Farewell!'
	A new dawn arrived slowly in the horizon. Zelda awoke in her own sleeping chamber and dressed quickly. She wore a thin silken white gown that seemed to trickle down her skin like pure water. She then placed brown boots on her feet; after all, if she were to journey across the countryside with this man, she best be prepared.  She left her bedroom and tip-toed slowly down the long hall into the west corridor where meals were served. She ran into her nanny, Dahsia, just as she was entering the dining room.
	
	Dahsia smiled as she spoke in her Romanian accent, 'That lovely man is eating here, Zelda. Is he not just the most adorable thing you've ever seen in your life?' Dahsia studied her carefully, 'Oh, but child, is that outfit not in the slight bit messy to you?'
	
	'Do not worry, ma-ma! I could care less about the clothes I wear! Besides, today, I shall travel farther than Hyrules reaches!' Zelda smiled. 'I want that adorable man. Hands off, okay?'
	
	Dahsia bowed low, 'Yes, your highness!' With that, Dahsia scurried quickly away.
	
	Zelda walked into the dining room as she noticed Link sitting in a chair with his eyes closed. His legs were propped on the table, and Zelda could sense waves of impatience escaping him. He was more than she could imagine. A true work of art; as complex as a puzzle. Dammit, but he was so tranquil and focused! Two things of which she was not.
	
	Link opened one of his eyes and peeked at her with a frown. She was looking right at him; her head hanging through the door. The time was drawing nigh. He stood and pushed in the chair as he turned to her, 'Come, Zelda.' He said calmly. 'We must leave right away.'
	
	Link grabbed her hand and dragged her painfully all the way down the hallways, stairs, and winding corridors. Finally they crossed the castle gates where Link mounted Epona who was miraculously on hand. He reached out for Zelda and grabbed her up quickly before she even agreed, 'Wait!' She yelled. 'Why are we leaving?'
	
	'Why?!' Link yelled angrily as they slowly began to ride off, 'Number one, there was no way I was going to stay in that fucking whore-house another second! Number two, I have been feeling some wicked vibes coming from the Lost Woods that could have been taken care of this morning! I wanted to leave earlier, but I couldn't get your lazy ass out of bed!'
	
	Zelda slumped as she began to feel very low . . . very ugly. Link wasn't smiling; Link wasn't happy. He never cursed like this unless he was extremely upset . . . and this time, she was on the wrong end of that rope. Something else she noticed was the fact that instead of being in-front of Link,  Zelda was behind him. She felt his disgust at her holding him so bindingly; she yelled for him to slow down, but he just wouldn't listen. Suddenly, Zelda let go.
	
	Zelda felt herself fling backwards; an incredible high. It was fuzzy and lingering at first as she looked into the golden clouds. She felt free, blissful, understood. Slowly, she watched as the puffy gray fluffs of smoke went farther and farther out of sight. Zelda felt her breath catch as she pounded hard onto the jagged earth. Tears hung from her silver lashes; the most painful thing she had ever felt in her life.
	
	Link kept riding; ignored the loud thud. Zelda was speechless. She couldn't grasp air, and Link had left her behind; that, being more painful than death.
	
	'Trust me. I could never forget you.'
	
             White teeth worried Zelda's lower lip as she held back many painful tears. Had he really meant that? Suddenly, Link turned sharply around and hope rose in Zelda. She almost smiled; until she saw the angry look on his face. He stopped before her and looked down as if she were a pathetic animal. Link grunted loudly as rage rose within him, 'Damn you! Can't you do anything right?!' 
	
	Zelda flinched as her silkin lip quivered. She stood up and looked at him with broken spirit, 'I guess not!' She cried between gasps. 
	
	Zelda whiped her eyes as she ran; covered her ears. She didn't want to believe those horrible things he had said. She stumbled towards the forest that was Kokori. A set of trees were standing before her and she walked to the closest one and hid behind it. Zelda sunk to the earth and buried her head in her knees. She wept helplessly until she felt a warm hand stroke delicately her shining hair. Zelda gasped with tears running down her cold cheeks when she looked up into beautiful, pale, indigo eyes.
	
	Link gave her a smile and she only pulled back from it. Zelda turned her head away from him, as he slowly grabbed her hand and stroked it, 'Zelda,' Link said longingly as he took her head and turned it towards him, 'Sometimes, when people are mad, they say things they don't mean. I was really angry when I confronted you, and shouldn't have been such a naive child.' She turned back away from him once more as she felt the tears coming again. He shuddered, 'Zelda,' Link cried, 'Please don't look away from me!'
	
	She turned back to him slowly and gave a weak smile, her strength growing. He smiled back. That was it; the tears of her happiness were flowing down her cheeks. Zelda jumped into his arms as she cried; gasping; barely able to speak, 'Oh, Link!'
	
	Link stood and brought her with him, 'That's okay, Zelda.' He held her tight and looked deeply into her drowning eyes. 'Now I wish to visit my birthplace, and show it to you.' He smiled, 'The Lost Woods are calling!'

Chapter 3: Many Meetings
	It was later that evening that Link met up with younger faces of the past. Everyone seemed especially nice at the hour. Even Mido, who had seemed to grow a liking to Zelda. It had came to be the late supper of the evening where everyone joined in this unique fellowship. Saria, sitting at the far end of the table.
	
	Suddenly Saria stood, cup raised high, 'I would like to purpose a toast!' She yelled for all to hear.
	
	Everyone rose up, cups united, to start the glorious feast. They all silenced until, finally, Saria spoke, 'To Link! For thinking of us, even in troublesome times . . .' Then Saria turned to Zelda, 'And . . . the princess! Our guest of honer, whom we are so glad could be here!' Saria smiled, 'Let's eat!'
	
	And what a feast it was! Crisp vegetables, white wine, honey chicken and pumpkin pie. Zelda ate very little, all she could think of was earlier, and the man beside her who took in all he could consume. It grew later and later; the sun slowly sinking as Link told delightful tales about his long adventures and wild quarrels. Zelda and Link cracked on each other many times during the party; especially if it was an embarrassing story that Link tried to tell from Zelda's childhood. Darkness soon began to take light, and so did childish laughter cling to the air.
 	Twilight slowly took the sky, and the young elfin went to their mossy bedded treehouses and slept. As did Link escort Zelda to his childhood home. The night was still new, the crest of silver sky seemed to fall to the emerald green earth. The golden drifting pollen lit up like tiny jewels in the woods as it rose and fell; flying and sailing. The floating music dimmed, until it finally fell to silence with the smells of sweet lavander and honey.
	
	Link breathed in this place deep as he stood outside of his home. Zelda had already entered Links cozy house, though, she still felt no comfort.
	
	'Something,' She whispered, 'Happened earlier. I've never felt rage like that coming from Link before.'
	
	'Damn you! Can't you do anything right?!'
	
	Zelda shuddered and quickly shook her head, 'That just wasn't like Link,' She mumbled, 'The vibes from the Lost Woods?' Zelda wrapped her arms around herself and tilted down her head, 'Whatever did he mean?'
	Link looked down upon his village. It was quiet now. He stared up into the bright sky. The moon was full; blood red and seemingly wet. A feminine pattern. The moon, about to explode into its smaller form once more.
	
	Link nodded, 'The cycle . . .'
	
	Zelda would be bleeding soon; perhaps by the next night.
	
	'This is the perfect time.' He mumbled, 'Zelda is in her fullest.' He turned to the door and smiled, 'She is ready.'
	
	Link walked inside and saw Zelda sitting upon his silk skinned bed. She wore her mix-n-match outfit that Link had noticed earlier; dark boots much like his own, and a silky lace gown that revealed her silken heat and soft skin.God, but he wanted her! He thought her an enthrallment, a beautiful bride-to-be; his bride-to-be, an unfinished creation. Alas! but she was only a child in a man's playroom.
	
	Zelda noticed him and smiled, 'Oh, Link! I . . . I think we need to talk.' She stood, 'You see I have been thinking--'
	
	Link suddenly pushed Zelda against the wall. He used his body to trap her with no way out. He looked down into her confused and frightened face that was only inches from his own.
	
	 Link traced her jaw with his thin fingers before he took her mouth, parting her lips for the hard, driving thrust of his tongue. He seemed to consume her with such a long and breathless kiss that she knew naught what to say, only sigh as she was pushed helplessly against the solidness behind her. He then drove the kiss to an even higher level, forcing his knee between her legs as he  pushed her back even more. 
	
	Zelda gasped, her sparkling blue eyes lit with radiance and sky; growing darker.She felt the duty that held him back, and the manhood that drove him forward. Was it just her or was it starting to get really hot in there? He had never touched her like that, nor had she seen that look of lust in his eyes. She only turned her head and kept from looking into his face.
	
	That did it. He needed to straighten her out once and for all. Link was a little shocked by her bravery to resist him at first; he then only smiled. He pulled her to the bed and laid her across it; holding her head up to his. Sending her blood boiling with a long and passionate kiss. 
	
	She looked up into his eyes with fear and inexperience. Like a confused child that had just been given a new red ball. The thought of this made Link laugh deep inside of his throat.
	
	He chuckled, 'Why so shy?' Link's eyes darted into hers as he whispered softly against her  velvet lips, 'We have only just begun.'
	
	Zelda sighed as she arched her head back slowly onto the pillow. The sigh was so utterly innocent that Link couldn't help but sigh himself. He traced his mouth carefully along her jaw; nipping her ear, and finally coming back to greet her lips once more.  
	
	'You tempt me incredibly, princess,' He whispered as her traced her throat and kissed gently the pulse that lingered there, 'Forever, it seems, I have waited for this moment.' With that, slowly, Link untied the laced ribbons that traced down her chest, 'I wish to make all that I have grieved you with; the burdon of my missions, secrets, and lies; all of that pain to be driven out of your thought tonight, Zelda.' He smiled gently against her rose red lips, 'I promise you will not be dissapointed.' He felt himself traveling lower, until his hands wrapped firmly around her hips. There he felt her silken heat, and knew that the feeling was mutual. 
	
	Zelda gasped faintly with soft, deflecting eyes. She then tried desperately to speak, but only moaned as she felt the warmth of his tongue flicker across the slim outline of her sleek colarbones. He carefully slid the top of the pearly white dress over her distented nipples.                                                                                                                                                                                                   
	
	'LINK!!' She cried helplessly as her bright eyes were greatly hidden behind her thick lashes. 
	
	He only smiled at her before looking to her slim belly. She was thin; too thin. The skin of her waist wrapping tightly about her ribs. Link tugged at the lower half of the dress and pulled it slowly from under her. He kissed gently the hollows of her hips, scattered carefully along her thin waist, and traced then the sleek collum that was her ribs.

            Zelda was utterly shocked by his boldness, but only laid there helplessly. She felt the heat of his skin run over her. His hot, flickering tongue darting inside of her mouth playfully. Zelda would have gasped, but the breath was not there. She felt her pulse quicken as his hand ran gently beneath her back and traveled lower, greeting firmly what it had found.
	
	Link sat up on his knees above her. He slowly lifted his emerald tunic over his head. His chest was bronze and reflected the silver light of the moon. The lining of his abs and breast were carefully chisled. His stomach; thin and tough like that of armor or strong mail. Golden hair he had pulled in a pony-tail she saw as he removed his green elven-hood and the string that held it. Zelda noticed that Link's hips were thin and solid as he carefully pulled off his silken tights and doe-skin boots. He then pushed aside his golden gauntlets and weapons like unwanted trash.
	
	Zelda breathed in sharply. No wonder the maidens of Hyrule adored him. He was built like a stallion.  She trembled as she slowly reached out her thin arm. Zelda pressed it gently to his rock solid chest. Link smiled as he carefully wrapped his hand around her's.
	
	He rides upon the wind, he does; keeper of passionate dreams.
	
	Eyes of ember, hair of gold, a perfect man is he.
	
	Come ye maidens! Come in awe; the splendid majesty;
	
	Eyes of ember, hair of gold, a perfect man is he!
	
	Zelda lashed her head around insanely as Link slowly brushed his hands over her breasts. He suckled her distented nipples, one after the other; dazzling her with the slight flicker of his tongue and the agile movements of his fingers. She groaned huskily as her hips rose in yearning and on their own will. Link traced even lower and brushed roughly his firm mouth against her thin belly.
	
	'Shhh . . .' Link whispered to her quietly. 'Hush, love. It's okay now.'
	
	His eyes were like that of a gentle dove. They held the sky and, oh, so much more. Link placed his hand beneath her chin as he kissed her passionately once more. She trusted him, now. He was so beautiful; so sincere. 
	
	He stroked her hair delicately as he gently laid her beneath him; upon the silken sheets of scarlet . 'Zelda . . .' He said as he roughly pressed his lips to her own. Greeting her with many long and passionate kisses, 'my love . . . my ecstasy. . . my everlasting . . . ' Link moaned deeply as he reached down low to her exquisite legs and parted them; making a place for himself. He lowered himself onto her slowly; until he was lying between her sensitive inner thighs.
	
	Zelda's eyes were closed tightly, but she gasped when she knew it was him she could feel. She felt heavy between her legs; hot, wet, and tight. She groaned deeply, but did not resist his wishes. Link drew back a little, as he watched her crystal eyes reveal themselves slightly through her thick lashes. 
	
	Link was calm as he slowly began to enter her. Zelda's body took him gladly; her sleek inner muscles drawing him in deep. He groaned when she did so but it was she, she moving to his will alone. And for some reason, he felt so right, so perfectly placed in her mixed up life. He drove past her maidenhead; the barrier of her innocence. No pain, only passion that drove away all else. 
	
	'Link!!'
	
	Zelda dug her fingernails into his shoulders as she cried out for him again. She felt him moving deeper inside of her; stretching her so wide that she felt that she couldn't possibly obtain him. Fighting desperately to accomadate his fullness. Her nipples grew achingly hard as she cried and cried. Link only moved farther. Embracing places untouched; places she never knew existed. He was so long, so wide, so perfect a man it drove her crazy. A man moving far too fast for her; he knowing this but not being able to stop. Link took her mouth once more, this being a kiss so passionate that it blew all the others away. It was mass waves of sensation afterwards. Taking her higher and higher until virtue was almost a thing of the past. Zelda never wished to stop. Her life felt complete with this man; only this man. He kissed her brow and took her until the rising of the eastern sun and falling of the western moon.
	
	They made love for so many moons that Zelda could not count them. The passion was so overwhelming as to make her breath scant and her tears few. She now felt love and compassion that she had never known before and that had driven out all else. The rest of her days with Link were merely hazy dreams of ecstasy and fulfullment. Dreams that went on and on. Forever.	

Chapter 4: A Miracle

	The months passed and they remained in the forest Kokiri. Much happened including the birth of Link's and Zelda's first child, Alex. His hair was the feilds of corn and his eyes were a peircing blue. A beautiful child was he, a truly enchanting gift. It was upon one day that something happened. Changing their lives forever.
	
	Link was walking through the feilds of this great forest one day when he noticed a strange plant. The plant was red and glowing; eating away at the very earth itself. Link had never seen this plant before in all of his many travels. He kneeled and pulled from it a single leaf; examinating it carefully. Suddenly, the plant grew to great purporsions; shooting out at him. He fell back, many a distance from it.
	
	Suddenly a beautiful maiden appeared, many flowers trailing behind her, she floated lower to the ground. The young woman looked to Link with much loathing,' Bastard.' she muttered.
	
	A purple ball suddenly took form in her flawless hands, 'You killed my father, you worthless prick!' She raised the glowing crystal far above her head, 'You don't even remember him, do you?! Well, eat this!' 
	
	The blast shot right towards him. He rolled very quickly out of its merciless path, 'What are you trying to prove?! Go away and take your PMS with you!' He stood up and turned towards her with a smile, 'Unless you want to fight me.'
	
	'You don't stand a chance against me, Link.' She frowned, 'But I guess you haven't realized that, yet, have you?'
	
	'Please!' He laughed, 'It's not you that has the advantage over me! My strength is more than any woman could ever fathom!'
	
	'Is that so?' She laughed, ' If you would start thinking with your brain instead of your dick, you just might see the disadvanage your power has over mine!' 
	
	'I've never hit a woman before in my life, but your ass is pushing it!' Link replied.
	
	'Really? Well, we'll just see about that now, won't we?' She laughed, 'Prepare to be terminated!'
	
	The maiden then shot many a beam at Link that missed him only by mere inches, 'My name in Sabraa the Black!' She yelled through the flames and loud booms, 'You killed my only family! Prepare to die!'
	
	She lunged at him, but only missed once more. There suddenly was a figure seen moving through the smoke, Zelda. Sabraa noticed her and stopped firing, 'Oh, it's you.' She turned to Link, 'I wouldn't want to embarass you in front of your wife, Link.' She became serious, 'If you wish to confront me, come to the Forest Temple. Things aren't what they seem.' Suddenly Sabraa dissappeared into mid air.
	
	 Zelda turned to Link, 'What was that?' She asked.
	
	'That,' Link answered between gasps, 'Was one crazy bitch!'
	
~~*~~
             Zelda walked to the spring that was nearby and pulled her hair over to one side. She carefully let the clear water run against her lilly-white fist, 'In the ocarina, you hold time itself. You . . . Link . . . The Hero of Time.' She stood and looked to him with moon-wet eyes as the day became darkened by night. Her dress became a silken blue lace gown. It was like liquid running over her peach white skin; strung with sapphires and aqua stones.
	
	Her lovely eyes grew dark in her sudden sense of calmness, 'I, too, have my secrets, Link.' She said, 'You have probubly already guessed this, though I have tried to hide it.' She looked to him innocently as she turned to the spring once more.
	
	'Long ago, when I was but a helpless child, I met an old woman whose name was Lady Eriko. She told me that I could have anything I desired, but only on one condition. The old woman told me I must become the mortal water goddess; that being the price to pay. What I did not realize was that this would put me in great danger throughout my life, so I escaped the old witch, but only after my wish was granted.'
	
	'The one who calls herself Sabraa, she is the only surviving daughter of Ganondorf and will stop at nothing to defeat you. After that she will surely come after me, for she knows my secret, and that is why you must stop her. Do not be fooled by her beauty and petitness, she is more than what she makes herself out to be.' Zelda closed her eyes.
	
	'Wait just a second.' Link replied naivelly, 'What was your wish?!'
	
	Zelda grunted, 'Link!' She sighed, 'Will you ever grow up?!'
	
	'Come on, Zelda.' He smiled, 'Tell daddy what you wished for.'
	
	'You'll laugh at me.' She said while turning and folding her arms. 
	
	He walked in front of her and looked into her face, ' No, I won't! Just tell me.'
	
	She turned around once more, 'Oh, it's too embarassing.'
		
	'Come on! How bad could it be?' Link replied. 
	
	'Really bad.' She said while turning back around to him.
	
	He gave her a boyish smile, 'Please, Zelda?'
	
	'Oh . . . alright.' She took a deep breath and looked away from him, mumbling something he couldn't understand.
	
	'What?' He asked.
	
	'I wished . . .'
	
	Link looked at her longinly, 'Yeah?'
	
	She became red, 'I wished that . . .'
	
	'YEAH?' He said anxiously.
	
	'Oh!' She grasped her cheeks and smiled in embarassment, 'I asked her if she could someday send me a knight in shining armor, riding a horse so fast that it seemed brought up by the very wind itself.'
	
	She giggled, 'I told her I wanted him to sweep me off of my feet and then take me riding on his wild steed deep into the night.'
	
	Link held back obvious laughter as Zelda gave him a harsh look, 'You promised you wouldn't laugh, Link!'
	
	'No, it's not that!' Link said becoming quite frank as he slashed through the distance between them. He chuckled, 'What kind of man did you ask for exactly?'
	
	'I asked for him to be nice . . . oh, and love animals.' She smiled, 'And that he would be really pretty.'
	
	Link broke out in laughter, 'PRETTY?!!'
	
	Zelda shook her head but still remained optimistic, 'Come on! I was nine for Christs sake!' She looked around nervously, 'Get a-hold of yourself, Link, you're embarassing me.'
	
	'Don't be so cold, Zelda. ' Link said, 'At least you got to ride my wild steed deep into the night, huh?!' He burst out into laughter once more as Zelda blushed.
	
              Something wasn't right. Zelda could feel it. She thought deeply . . . Link was exposed to the air but why wasn't it affecting her . . . ! . . . Zelda gasped.
	
	'Alex!' She cried as she felt her knees get weak. Zelda slowly sunk to the ground and found that she was shaking. The sky looked dark without melody. Lying down, she could still hear Link's laughter almost as if in the distance. The trees were dark and lifeless, lashing back and forth in the harsh wind. That was it; Sabraa had won. Zelda still remembered Alex; his beautiful face. She couldn't give up, and she wouldn't.
	
	Zelda rose up slightly, but then felt a strong force push her back down. She felt her breath catch as she was pushed harshly down again. Again and again until she felt she had hardly the strength to breathe. What kind of monster would keep her from her son? The laughter had since silenced,  'Link!' She called faintly, 'Help . . .'  It was pitch dark and their came not an answer.
	
	'Oh, no!' She whispered, 'They got--'
	
	Suddenly a dark figure jumped on-top of her. The creatures eyes were sly and dark with a silver sceme. It ran a long thin finger down the collum of her neck, 'Zelda.' It hissed with a raspy voice, 'My name is Bipin. Yes. You are exactly who I was looking for.' Bipin traced his long black tongue across her sleek colar bones.
	
	Zelda began to panic; her breathing was sharp, quick and heavy. She reached behind her, for anything. Finally, she found something she hoped was a rock. Zelda grasped it firmly, before hiting the lustful creature with it. He screached out in terrible pain before jumping upon the highest branch, 'You bitch!' The tiny imp cried with a hiss, 'You will pay for that!' 
	
	Zelda stood and backed up slowly. She felt now was the time to go save her baby. Suddenly, strong hands grabbed her thin arms and raised her high.
	
	Bipin smirked, 'Oh, you're in trouble now!' He ran away, deep into the woods, without looking back.
	
	Zelda felt her eyes fill with tears. She had to save Alex and did not understand why everyone was stopping her from doing so. She felt herself drop onto the cold ground. There was no moving; her body felt completely and utterly burned out. But, strangely, in the distance, she heard swift galloping and her heart rose. Then a seperation of bone and blood that made her stomach churn in the pitch darkness, the cold moist ground shaking beneath her. 
	
	Upon the grass of emerald green
	
	The flowers they may rise in spring
	
	Though through the mist and silver sheen
	
	Many children gently sing
		
	Of western lands beneath the sky
	
	In shadows hidden deep
	
	Beyond all thought, beyond all dreams
	
	In stillness or in sleep
	
	Through valleys, meadows, groves, feilds,
	
	Woods, or steepy mountain yeilds
	
	Follow close and you shall see
		
	What darkness has become of me.
	
	She looked up, and there sitting on his trusty stallion, bathed in midnight and melody, was Link. Zelda looked up with tears in her eyes as he jumped from Epona and crouched down beside her. He smiled into her eyes with shining indigo as he reached to grasp her into his arms. Link stood holding her, 'Your steed, my lady.' He said boldly with a smile and irreplacable charm, 'I didn't forget to look pretty.' He added with a wink before jumping on Epona and placing her in-front of him. With that they rode off swiftly. To the Lost Woods.
	~~*~~

The Lost Woods seemed to be changing rapidly. By night one way, by day another. The temperature rose and fell to overwhelming proportions, time passed quickly, and the seasons grew  to be different by each and every portal. The journey was only becoming more difficult, and Zelda was weary and would not be able to stay awake much longer. 
	
	She was only happy to be in his arms again and could finally relax. The woods became one of the longest labrynths she had ever been into. She sighed blissfully against his chest, her eyelids growing heavy. Despite all of the goings on, she was not afraid in the least bit; and Link could thank heavens for that. After all, it had been a hard day for her, and he respected that.
	
	Link looked around the forest where the  leaves crumbled and all about him seemed drab and without beauty. The endless stream was completely dry; no use looking for water there. Sabraa wasn't going to make it easy for them; of that he knew. How he had loathed Ganondorf, and now the evil king had found reason to make Links' perfect life a living hell.
	
	He looked down to Zelda. Her eyes were dull; as if she were drunk or very sick. She slumped against him and he watched the steady rise and fall of her breasts as she breathed. He knew she was tired; her mouth, hot and parched, but he also knew that he would eventually have to rouse her, 'Zelda,' He shook her slightly, 'Wake up, sweetling. I shan't want you to be off gaurd.' He turned his head as he heard the faint cries of vultures, 'The woods are dangerous now.' He whispered, 'Now, more than ever.'
	
	She shook her head, 'Link!' Zelda cried, 'I had the most awful dream and I must tell you it before you battle Sabraa!'
	
	Link acted calmly as he looked into the sky, 'Later.' A confused look drew itself upon his bright face, 'Do you hear something?'
	
	'..................Always.' She said quietly for him not to notice.
	
	'It sounds like the crying of a small animal.' Link said.
	
	Zelda gasped, 'Alex!' She yelled trying to jump from the horse.
	
	Link wrapped his arms between her arms and ribs and then around her small shoulders. He turned her around to him and then held her as if to add some comfort.
	
	'Let me go!' She screamed, 'I have to save Alex!'
	
	Zelda looked into his face with careful but furious eyes, 'All you ever want is sex, Link!' She frowned, ' Don't you ever think of your son!'
	
	Link made a low sound deep inside of his throat before backhanding her fair cheek. Zelda placed her hand up to her face, staring at him with disbelief. He turned her back around, holding her close before swiftly riding off again.
	
	The night became darker, but Link could feel a darker presence proceeding from the east.
It was time to make camp, and Link wouldn't hesitate to do so. Coldness was overtaking the land; Link finally stopped. He tied Epona to a nearby tree and then laid upon the springy grass. Zelda laid some distance from him; only her and the earth.
	
	She felt very guilty about earlier; what she had said; her actions. She looked over to her dreaming lover in the stillness of night. He was laying on his side, arms twitching and drool running over his fair face like a river of divine milk those with great thirst long to take. 
	
	Zelda sat up and slowly began to crawl to him; inch by tiny inch. She looked down onto him; his perfect skin and body so tempting to her that she decided to make a place for herself. She slowly laid down beside him and then took his stong left arm and placed it in front of her slim belly.
	
	So the night lingered on. It's dark shadows only a mere rendering of the days to come.
	~~*~~
            Zelda awoke to the sound of a howling wind. It was early, before dawn infact. She suddenly felt a cold tugging on her heart and began to breathe heavily. Link was sleeping beside her so she began shaking him. He sat up; ever alert, 'What is it?' He twisted his head every way, 'What'd I miss?'
	
	Zelda pointed to the sky, breathless, ' . . . Messenger . . . ! ' She clenched her breast.
	
	Link pulled her to him and then ran swiftly beneath a large crooked boulder that resembled a miniature cave, 'Of Sabraa?!' He whispered.
	
	'--It's Bipin!' She cried, 'We have to get out of the path of that lustful creature!'
	
	Link nodded and then looked out, 'Quiet.' He then silenced.
	
	Bipin jumped down onto the ground. The place was completely quiet and dry. His buldging black eyes rolled around as he squatted low to the lifeless soil. He sniffed the air and looked up into the maple brown sky with a squeel, 'How I hate that damn light!' He said to himself. 
	
	Bipin suddenly sat still and then smiled with an unmistakable sneer, 'I can smell that pretty girl.' He trodded silently to the huge stone and looked around the front of it.
	
	Suddenly, Link jumped behind him and wrapped one of his muscular arms around Bipin's fat neck; with the other he held a sword, 'Who sent you?'
	
	Bipin made an angry sound deep inside his throat, 'Okay, I'll tell you! Only let me go! I'll tell you everything!'
	
	'Thine loyalty of all wynks is given only to the most high Gerudo, is it not?' Link smiled, 'Tell me, master wynk, how can we trust you?'  
	
	'Believe me!' He cried, 'I will not lie to you! I swear on tari!'
	
	' Tari. That means she that is high. You speak of Sabraa, The Black Princess,' Link smiled, 'Okay, I'll let you go.' He shamed him,  'But I'm warning you! One false move and I'll slit your throat!'
	
	Slowly, Link released him and then he returned the sword quickly to his back. Bipin stumbled a few paces away and then quickly trailed his own neck, 'Thank you. Man is very kind. I am very greatful.' He sniffed towards Link, 'You are my new master!'
	
	'Wait a second.' Zelda said finally, 'What is a wynk? Why did you call Bipin that?'
	
	'Well, ' Link replied, 'I have seen many wynks in my days. They live in the most barron land, Sumbrosia, until a Gerudeon Bard comes along and takes them back to the fortress. To the king, as a gift.' He looked to Bipin, 'Isn't that right?'
	
	Bipin nodded pleasantly, 'Master is right. Link is a good master.'
	
	Link looked at the pitiful black creature, 'Can you please lead us to the Forest Temple?'
	
	Bipin shook his head, ' I cannot. Master can find it. Only follow my markings.'
	
	Then Bipin cowardly hopped into the forest. Link walked over to a small pile of bushes he had been eying closely, 'This wasn't here before . . .' He whispered.
	
	Suddenly, Sabraa appeared before them and  Zelda gasped in dismay.
	
	Sabraa smiled in slyness, 'Well, well, well.' She sassed, 'If it isn't Captain Rightous and Justice Girl. Come to save the town? Think again! I'm more than ready this time.'
	
	She snapped her fingers and many young maidens appeared about her, 'These are my sisters. Each has their own special techniquqe to which you will soon find out.' She turned to the first of the sisters, the tallest, 'This is Naoko. She specializes in fire.'
	
	Naoko had red hair that ran about her and was very thin. She held a golden staff and a ruby stone was implanted in her forehead. Her eyes were dark and red, loud, though she seemed very quiet.
	
	Sabraa walked towards the next girl who wore tan and brown. She was short and squat, as was her greasy brown hair. Sabraa stood beside her, 'Miki is a fine match for you, Link. She is the one who carries the septar of rock.'
	
	'Sayo,' Sabraa said coming to the next and perhaps oldest girl, 'Is accustomed to ice.' Sabraa watched Sayo's mad white eyes and hair glow as she became angry. Sabraa smiled, 'You should probubly watch out for her .'
	
	'The last two, Zuki and Kako, need no explaination.' She smiled, 'What you see is what you get.'
	
	Sabraa turned back to Link and Zelda once more, 'Now, I'm going to make it dark again, and this time you will come to the Forest Temple and hurry doing so.' She chuckled, 'I'll be waiting.' Suddenly they all disappeared.
	
	Link puzzled, 'Why was she so desperate to get us to the Forest Temple anyway?' He asked himself.
	
	'Energy.' Zelda interupted, 'She needs us to come to the Forest Temple because we are the missing links to the triforce. Don't you get it? That whole story about her wanting revenge for the death of her father was a lie. She reincarnated his withered body and took the power peice from him, and then took his very life as well.' She looked up, 'It's the perfect crime, and the Forest Temple is the epicenter of where it all began. Your first defeated temple as a man, and for what? Saria. The girl who risked her life for you many times. Ganondolf's ghost is also held captive in that dreadful place.' She gasped, 'The place of love and war! My father told me a story of this place deep in a singing forest, where a young man fought for his best friends life and battled the most evil man in the world; except that the evil man was merely a shadow! I never realized what it meant until now!' She chuckled, 'It's all starting to make sense.'
	
	'Wait,' Link replied, 'If she wants us to go to the Forest Temple, then why don't we just . . . not go?'
	
	'Because,' Zelda explained, 'We'll be stuck in this maze forever, and the longer we wait, the more of the world Sabraa will destroy. We must  use the powers of Din, Farore, and Nayru to defeat her.'
Chapter 5: Forest Temple
	
	Sabraa looked up from her high throne. Sayo stood beside her. The room was weak and bright as it shone from the deflect of dull gold. After all, Sabraa was a theif and a good one at that. She paused before looking at Sayo, 'Do you think that they know why we called them to this very spot in order to fight?'
	
	Sayo smiled, 'Of course not! THEM? Please! They wouldn't be able to sense fire if it was burning their asses off!' 
	
	Sabraa grunted, 'Don't be so sure of yourself Sayo.' She mumbled as her tone grew, 'They may be weak but they are not stupid.'
	
	Suddenly, Kako ran in; her twilight hair flowing smoothly behind her, 'Sabraa! Sister! They're here!' The other three women then appeared behind Kako.
	
	'Fine.' Sabraa whispered almost silently and to herself. She stood and rose her fist up, 'Girls! Prepare for the fight of the century!' She smiled, 'A fight they shall never forget.'

~~*~~
Zelda looked up to the heavy branch above the small shattered temple entrance. She
turned to Link anxiously, 'It is a long stretch. Do you think we can make it?'
	
	'No problem.' Link replied, sure of himself. He pulled out his darkly gleaming hookshot, 'With this.'
	
	He raised it high as if examining it, 'Seems farther than it used to be, and this is about as close as we can possibly get.' He laughed deep inside of his throat, 'Hold on, Zelda. This is going to be a bumpy ride!' He yelled this almost as if to the whole world.
	
	Link reached over and grasped Zelda's tiny waist. With this, he shot the tiny hook at the small branch. The end clung to it tightly and Link looked over to Zelda. She paused, 'Just . . . just be careful, okay?'
	
	Link nodded as he tugged on the hookshot. It spontaneously pulled hard on them as they were driven up, up, up.
	
	They both looked to the entrance that was now blocked by a heavy stone. Link smiled as he pulled out the megaton hammer. It shone brightly in the darkness as the moon took it. He held it up above the rocky mass, 'I knew this baby would come in handy if I held on to it!' 
	
	With that, he pounded hard the heavy mallot onto the boulder. Nothing. The rock was still solid and still hard. Link gasped, 'What?!' He stomped on the ground like a child as he spoke quickly and to himself, 'Why didn't that work?! It always works, the nerve of some people! I can't belive this!' He paused with a look of weak fear and unassurance, 'I am Link. Hero. King. Super-human.' He began to rant loudly once more, 'It's not fair! Not fair, not fair, not fair!! These hands were meant to destroy, not create! I'm ruined for sure!'
	
	Link was then distracted by Zelda's weak gasps. She had her hands raised to the stone and she was forcing all of her energy in one direction. Link whispered without meaning in his tone, 'Zelda. You'll hurt yourself.'
	
	She paused before groaning, 'I have almost got it.'
	
	Suddenly, the stone rose far above their heads. Zelda moved her hands in quick disarray. The rock then shattered into a thousand peices and dropped to the ground below them, safely onto the uninhabited grass.	
	
	Link gave a weak sigh, 'Oh well. Let's just go in already.'
	
	They both looked into the entrance. There was the very door to the temple. It was extremely quiet. Vines hung from wall and ceiling like golden threads strung with emerald beads. Two trees stood on either side of them. They were dark and luminous, like two tall dragons. 
	
	Zelda walked forward slowly to the undoored way. Link was examing the vines, 'Fascinating.' He whispered to himself
	
	Then, suddenly, he noticed Zelda walking to the thrice manned stairs as if she were in trance. Link's bright eyes grew wide, 'Wait!!' He screamed.
	
	Varily after did a large, transparent ghost appear. Link ran in front of Zelda as if he were a dog protecting his territory, 'Oh mighty demon!' He yelled, 'Please spare us so that we may enter your temple! Allow us to defeat the black princess so that you may live in peace!'
	
	The ghost chuckled, 'The black princess, you say?' He paused, 'Oh, yes.You may enter.' He smiled, 'But be for warned, Link, Hero of Time. Let this be the last time I see either of you. Next time you may not so lucky.'
	
	With that he dissapeared out of way and out of sight. Link sighed, 'That was a close one.'
	
	Zelda placed her hand upon his shoulder and smiled, 'Shall we?'
	
	Link nodded. And with that they faced the entrance. Both, soon meet all of the evil the world held in battle. A battle that dreams could not fathom.

~~*~~	
The dark core of the temple was gloomy and overwhelming. The center, still filled with bright wickers that shone in neon light; the only light in the chamber. Link stood in front of Zelda as if to sheild her in a way a child would find comforting. All was silent. Their breaths echoed around them as did their quick heartbeats.
	
	Link turned to Zelda and whispered, 'Stay here.' 
	
	Zelda nodded and stood completely still as Link walked carefully to the candles of light, 'Sabraa!' He yelled, 'Show yourself! That is, if you're not afraid.'
	
	Suddenly, Sabraa and her minion sisters appeared. Sabraa smiled, 'You came, Link. Well, I have to tell you. You're not half as smart as you think you are.'
	
	Link returned her smile, 'I guess a dead snake can still bite, huh?'			
	
	'Luck is yours today,' She laughed, 'You should know, I don't plan to kill you right away. If you cooperate.'
	
	'Don't count on it.' He replied.
	
	'Really?' She answered, 'Well, there's something you should count on,' She rose a purple energy ball above her head that was quicker than sight, 'This!' She yelled as she aimed and threw the wave in Zelda's direction.
	
	Link screamed, 'Coward!!'
	
	He ran quickly a top the stairs to Zelda. The bomb was coming fast in her direction. Link slid in front of her but it was now much too late. The light took her body and consumed her as one. It started to pull her up above them all and shake her feircely and she was tangled and crushed in gigantic energy. She screamed but it was like no one heard. Link stared as if in a state of shock as Sabraa watched in delight, 'That was my father's finishing move. No one can survive it,' She frowned, 'But my father was a pathetic man and could not fathom its power.'
	
	'You heartless beast!' Link cried, 'You would kill your own father?!'
	
	'Not alone.' She whispered, 'Never alone.'
	
	Link scowled as he looked up to the now high tathered princess. The energy seemed to go deeply within her. Then, it stopped. She looked beaten and bruised dramatically, even from that distance. And she fell. Hard and cold onto the solid floor. Just like she should have fallen. Just like she would have.
	
	'Well, that was easy.' Sabraa said.
	
	Link's bright eyes grew brighter, 'Zelda!!' He screamed.
		
	He slid to her on his knees and held her feeble body up to his own; stroking the back of her head delicately for he knew that this was surely her end. She looked so pale, so frightened, so peaceful, so free. He took her with him as he sunk to the earth. Crystal tears hung from his lashes before falling swiftly onto her white satin dress, 'Zelda?' He whispered.
	
	Link bowed his head down, 'Why not me?' He looked up into the sky as he yelled, 'Dammit!' His scream echoed as he slowly went down to a mumble once more and his eyes grew warm as his voice trembled softly, 'It wasn't supposed to end this way.'  
	
	Zelda's weak eyes opened, 'Link, ' She whispered gently, 'I love you, Link.' The bright glowing in her skin slowly began to vanish, 'Do not forget me.'
	
	'I love you, too, Zelda, ' He replied faintly, 'So much.' 
	
	She smiled slowly as her tired eyes began to close. She became pale and almost transparent. Beautiful and quiet. Her breathing grew still, her heartbeat silent, and for the first time, her smile deminished.
	
	Link shattered. His breathing began to grow heavy and it was then he realized. Realized he was nothing without her and it was her that he lived for. He shook her slowly and then feircely, 'Zelda!!' He wrapped his arms around her as he held her tight, 'Don't ...don't leave me Zelda!!'
	
	He turned his head up once more into the sky, 'NO!!!' He screamed.
	
	'Pathetic, ' Sabraa whispered cruely with a smile, 'You are weak. Just like all men.' She smiled, 'Zelda was also weak. Can you believe she wanted to share her life with you?'
	
	Link looked at Sabraa with tears and dark anger in his glowing eyes, 'You do not know from fear.'
	
	She laughed, 'That's funny, ' She threw her head back before quickly becoming consumed by rage, 'I cannot believe how barbaric you Hylians can be!'
	
	Link gently laid Zelda back onto the ground and glanced at her once more, 'I'll miss you, Zelda.' Link looked to Sabraa there after, stood and removed his tunic and weapons, leaving only tights and boots to be shown. He also threw off his elven hood to undo his hair which was in a pony-tail, revealing shimmering golden locks, 'Let's fight then, bitch.'
	
	'I will not be reduced to your level of war.' Sabraa replied as she folded her arms.
	
	Link ran up to her in a mighty gust of rage. He pulled on her by the ball hanging about her slender throat. His teeth began to grit, his eyes fill deep with angry tears, and his entire being became different. He paused as he continued to struggle to pull himself back together, 'Sabraa,' He whispered through closed teeth, 'I've had about enough of your hypocritical bull shit.'
	
	He threw her back to which she was caught quickly by her sisters, 'Fine then.' She mumbled as she pushed the girls away. Sabraa stumbled forward as she laughed. At first it was only giggles, and then it rose to loud gasps. She slowly silenced and paused, 'I really hoped . . . I really hoped it wouldn't come to this.'
	
	Link laughed faintly but then became disoriented. He turned to Zelda, knowing of what was to happen. Knowing, but being powerless to stop it. Zelda rose into the dreamless air once more. Her body limp, unsightful, and most of all, dead. Alex would be a motherless child and Link knew nothing of parenting. Alex; his baby.
	
	'I shall absorb her power into my own!' She laughed menicingly, 'With Zelda's ice and my fire the dark daughter will be invincible!'

	Her voice grew deep and different from her own, 'Zelda's power shall become mine and there is absolutely nothing you can do to change that!' Sabraa's body shone a bright silver and she began to absorb light into her being, 'I will be unstoppable!'
	
	And she laughed a laugh so terrible as to make the entire world tremble with fear. Link ran outside of the forest temple and, obediantly, Sabraa followed. The Forest Temple began to tumble, its sharp cylinders and golden bonds crashing to the floor. This was the end, or so it seemed. For the girl was stirring. Stirring in the darkness.

	~~*~~ 
	Link put his head down as he jumped to the ground, 'I have to get out of here . . .'
	
	'Get back here, Hylian!' Sabraa yelled, 'I'm not finished with you yet.'
	
	'Din, Farore, Nayru! Please help me!' But there was no answer. The evil was too dark for so pure to assend. There was no faith in a place of such hatred, and Link began to question why he had tried in the first place. 'Such a fool.' He thought, 'I am such a fool.' And he was crying silently.

	And then the arrows came. They were quick and precise. Running behind him like moth's to the flame.

Chapter 6: The Final Battle
	
	Zelda stirred. She was still alive. How is this possible? She is so weak, yet a spirit still remains. Her spirit still clings to her child, perhaps. Link has given her a strength unimaginable, perhaps. Zelda is brave with wisdom beyond belief, and this time I do not say perhaps. She looked up into the collapsing corpse that was the Forest Temple, and stood slowly, 'I must get out...'
	
	Zelda stumbled outside the doors, but as I said earlier, she was weak and broken. She fell over the edge to the ground, and there was a loud thud where she fell. Zelda looked up into the dark sky, 'Evil.....'
	
	Zelda heard a moan from in the distance. It was deep and husky, and there; she heard it again. Rolling over, she heard nothing, but struggled to crawl to where she heard it. There was a deep laughter from behind her, but she knew she had to proceed. Something was terribly wrong here.
	
	Zelda looked over the bushes. It was dark and frightning in the lamp light, and her eyes shone like amethyst stones in a damp cave.
	
	' . . . Link . . .'
	
	It was him and he lay there, arrows through him, and he held the appearance of a ragged doll. There was one peircing arrow in his lungs, and another through his heart. The heart that had saved a princess. That had loved a princess. That had died for a princess.
	
	Link saw her, and immediently he recognized her, 'Zelda . . .' he groaned.
	
	'Shh,' She whispered stroking his cheek, and she was smiling. But these were the smiles of sadness and of love, and Link knew them well. A silver tear sprung forth in her eye and rolled slowly down her cheek, 'Don't talk.'
	
	But Link was stubborn, and he was going to say what he needed to, 'You're crying....for me. I am doomed.' And he whiped the tear away with his hand, 'I so wanted to be your prince.'
	
	'Link.' She swallowed hard and spoke with a whisper as she began to choke on her tears, 'You will always be my prince.'
	
	His voice began to fade, 'How do I look?'
	
	'You ..... you look fine. Just a couple of scrapes.' But he looked horrible, and somehow they both knew that.
	
	Link laughed faintly and felt his throat tighten; his blood ran cold. He loved this woman, but it was love, and love is not fake. Link smiled at her, 'You're a bad liar.'
	
	'Don't leave me ....' she said plainly and somewhat, hopefully. Almost, as if she could make him well, and the truth began to pain her spirit.
	
	'Take me with you.' She said finally.
	
	'I can take you with me, no more than you can take me with you,' He grabbed her hand with his last bit of strength, 'I thought you were dead, you know. But I called you, and here you are. We are soul mates. Like two doves. Without one there is no other, and without the other the one will surely die.' 
	
	Link turned his head over, 'Love is terrible, and yet,' He smiled as his eyes saw for the last time, 'It is wonderful.' And as he sighed a final good-bye, it seemed to Zelda as if the entire earth had died.
	
	'Oh, Zelda . . .' Sabraa stood behind her; an icy, looming presence, 'You are so childish. Just ever so childish.'
	
	'You . . .' Zelda began to gasp through her crying, 'You did this.'
	
	'Zelda, you are such a whore.'
	
	Zelda turned to Link, expecting him to rise. Sabraa would be dead by now had Link heard those horrible words. He didn't even think the words 'Zelda' or 'whore' should be spoken in the same room at the same time. Link did not take kindly to his love being called a whore, but he never rose to make Sabraa rue the day she ever said those things about Zelda. It just wasn't possible.
	
	'I'm beginning to understand that my husband is dead. I shall never see him again or feel his loving embrace. I understand it all now,' She sighed as she turned her face with shame as to hide the agony of losing him, 'And I wish I didn't.'
	
	'You are worse than childish,' Sabraa sighed, 'You are pathetic. There is no way you can win, so just give up. I'll make it quick and painless. Your son shall be mine. Don't worry. I'll treat him properly as by the way of the Gerudo, a Gerudion prince to rule over Hylia!' She smiled, 'And to kill all who stand against him!'
	
	Zelda lowered her eyes and chuckled queitly.
	
	Sabraa looked to her with confusion, 'What is so God damn funny?!'
	
	'You're right,' Zelda looked her straight in the eye, 'I am no match for you and nor was my husband.'
	
	'What are you getting at?!'
	
	'You can destroy all of the cities in Hylia and all of its people but without this . . .'
	
	Zelda rose the golden tri-force above her head.
	
	'How did you get that?!' Sabraa asked.
	
	'You are nothing without this. Nothing but a whining beast with a hunger for power and deciet!'
	
	'No!' Sabraa yelled.
	
	'The tables have turned, Sabraa. We win.'
	
	Zelda turned her head to the sky, 'Din, Farore, Nayru! Now! Destroy this beast once and for all!'
	
	The tri-force seperated into three peices and flew against the sky. The three peices came back as shining lights and surrounded Sabraa. She screamed, 'No! You can't do this! I'm the Dark Princess!'
	
	The lights penetrated through her; tearing her to shreds and leaving nothing but the silver ball that hung about her neck.
	
	Zelda picked it up and put it around her own slender throat, 'It's finally over. Alex. I've saved you.'
	
	She looked back behind herself to Link, 'No,' She smiled with tears in her eyes, 'We saved you.'
	Zelda held her baby in her arms as she walked up to the mantle where a mirror sat, 	
	
	'Look Alex. It's you.'
	
	He reached out to his reflection, 'Baby.'
	
	'That's right.' She smiled, 'baby.'
	
	She went back and sat on her chair and put him in front of her, 'Are you hungry?'
	
	'No,' He shook his head in disgust.
	
	He reached out at her, 'Mommy, mommy, mommy.'
	
	Zelda chuckled, 'What do you want?'
	
	'Mommy. Mommy play with baby! Yes, yes?'
	
	'No. Mommy's got too much work to do. You play without mommy today.'
	
	Alex made a sad face, 'Pease?'
	
	'No, now, don't pull those sad eyes with me. I've got to help Dahsia dust,' Zelda stood up and walked to the door. It was so hard living without Link in this big lonely castle, and she knew her father would never let her live it down, but she also knew that she had to survive somehow. No matter how hard it got.
	
	Alex gave her a sorrowful expression, 'Where is Dahsia?' he said this with a little difficulty.

	Zelda swallowed hard, 'Truthfully, Alex, she's going to be on vacation for a little while.'
		
	Zelda took Alex out back and sat him in his sand-box. He looked at her again, 'Hurry back.'
	
	'Yes.' She smiled.
	
	Zelda went back inside, to the window in the hall. The sun shone through with a warm radiance, and she felt as if it shuttered through her. She saw Link's smile in the clouds and sighed. Zelda dropped her head as she broke into deep sobs, 'Link. Why did you leave me so alone? I can't make it! It's too hard; it's too much! What am I ever going to do?!'
	
	For a moment, it seemed to Zelda that time slowed, and very nearly stopped. She watched with a clouded glance as a single speck of hair hung suspended before her eyes. Whirling, dancing, revealing in its plainliness the jubilation of a timeless moment made radiant by the happiness it had brought.

	What was she doing?! Link wouldn't want her to mope around as she had been doing! Life just wasn't worth living if you couldn't enjoy it! She had to be strong. Somehow, had to find it in her to go on living.
	
	Suddenly, the soft cries of her baby echoed inside of her ears. Something wasn't right, and she could feel it. Her head tilted upward as she looked out in sure fear. She had to trust this. She had let Link die and wouldn't let the same happen to Alex.
	
	Zelda ran to the back door and a sudden golden radiance filled her eyes. It was unreal. She placed a thin hand over her blinded eyes and stared out. In search of something to assure her that Alex was okay. She longed only to hold him in her arms once more. To look into those shimmering blue eyes that so resembled his fathers'.
	
	For an instant, relief swept over her as she beheld them again. Alex was okay. Zelda almost cried with joy. The loveliness of those baby blue eyes assured her that she could go on, at least for Alex.

	But, alas! Did she not just see her child? Fear and unassurance began to take her. Zelda had beheld the eyes of her child, but it was not Alex. One explanation stayed with her, though too unreal for her to behold. Could it..................be?
	
	'Are you taking care of your mother Alex?' A soft voice cooed in her childs' direction.
	
	The gentle expression of him met her on looking glance. He smiled as he mumbled assuringly in Zelda direction, 'You didn't honestly think that I would leave you with the burdon of raising our son alone, did you?'

	Zelda felt weak. She was so happy that joy sweapt over her and she began to choke on her own tears, 'Link!!'
	
	She ran to him and her arms intwined around his neck; as they had so longed to. Link's neck arched back slightly, 'I can see that you're happy to see me.'

	Zelda swallowed hard as she placed a single hand to his cheek. He looked so relieved that he could see them again, and Zelda's heart went out to him. She felt the same way. For so long they had been running from what? They had missed out on a life of true happiness and had they now found it? She wasn't sure.

	Zelda's eyebrows arched as she smiled softly to him, 'Link.' She sighed happily as an unreal shudder of bliss ran over her, 'Thank you.'

	'For what?!' He chuckled to himself.
	
	Zelda turned her head, as she buried it softly against his chest, ' ........................................
for being my prince.'