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Link roamed the side of Death Mountain, Navi flittering closely by, searching for Genbu, sword drawn. His ears twitched at even the slightest sound as he cautiously searched. "So you came, and without a new weapon, how disappointing," Genbu called out as he jumped down from his perch higher up the mountain than Link.

"I don't need a better weapon to kill the likes of you," Link snarled as he charged forward, Navi circling about Genbu.

Genbu responded by plunging his arm into the earth, slowing pulling a gigantic bardiche made of the rock from it. "I would beg to differ my young foe," Genbu replied with a smirk as he blocked Link's first attack with the shaft of his weapon.

"I know a few tricks that you don't," Link said as his right hand began to glow with a red light, "And I'm afraid you can't beat me."

Suzaku walked down from Hyrule Field onto the watery shores of Lake Hyrule, a look of disgust on his face while he looked out at the flaming water. Then his eyes settled on the far island, an ebony throne with a large figure sitting in it and a gigantic cross carved from the one tree that was once there. "What a drama whore," Suzaku growled, slowly making his way to the bridges that connected the island to the shore.

"What's the matter Suzaku? Don't like my welcome mat?"

"Oh I absolutely love it, it isn't overdone at all," Suzaku said to the air as he reached the bridge and began to walk over it.

"Well there were other ways, but I expected this one to work the best,"

"You're right, it just screams that you're a little prick," Suzaku commented coming upon one of the many small islands that lay between him and the larger one. A large spike was sticking up from the ground, with Seiryu impaled upon it, "And here I was hoping to do that too," Suzaku whined as he walked by it.

"You just missed it too,"

"Don't be such a tease,"

"Well you did,"

"So have you harmed her?"

"Not at all," the Fierce Deity said aloud as Suzaku reached the island, "Merely bait for you, live bait always works better."

"Well then," Suzaku said as he unsheathed his sword, "Let's begin this."

"So soon?" the Fierce Deity asked, almost as if he was disappointed.

"I don't like talking to imposters," Suzaku growled, "Time to show you what it means to insult vengeance."

Suzaku ran at the Fierce Deity who stayed in his throne, and with one flick of his wrist he sent Suzaku flying backwards and almost into the lake. "You don't stand a chance against me little one. I've planned this for over three centuries, I've taken everything into account. Do you really think you're pathetic attempts to kill me will have any effect?" The Fierce Deity stood up and waved his hand out in front of him, the flames upon the lake intensifying. "Do you truly think you can beat me?"

"Yes," Suzaku replied as he straightened up, "I am quite sure of it."

"Oh really, and what makes you so sure?"

"This…" Suzaku replied as he held out his first two fingers on his left hand, both of which began to glow with a black light, "And the fact I know something you don't."

"Oh really?" the Fierce Deity laughed out as he held his hand out as blue flames formed in it, a great sword bursting forth from it, "And what would that be?"

"Why that would be my secret," Suzaku replied as he charged forward again, sword ready for an upwards slash, his left hand completely engulfed in black light.

The Fierce Deity raised his sword in his right hand to block Suzaku's attack and then swung his left fist back. A shadow form of Suzaku was dispersed as the Fierce Deity's fist slammed into it. "Nice…" he began to say when he noticed Suzaku racing his first two fingers across his armor while he kept their swords in a deadlock, forming a black glowing sigil.

"Eruption," Suzaku jumping back, the sigil drawn upon the Fierce Deities' armor exploded, sending him into his own throne, a cloud of dust and debris forming from the crash.

"…try…" came the Fierce Deities' voice, rising from the cloud as his mangled burnt armor slowly slid off of him, "I didn't expect that. Well consider that your free shot."

"You just proved something to me," Suzaku stated with a very broad smirk, bringing his sword back as energy began to envelop it.

"What's that?"

"That you make mistakes,"

"And the importance of this is…?"

"That your plan is far from foolproof," Suzaku snarled, his eyes going wide with feral anticipation, "Which also means you are far from perfect in every respect! That you have weaknesses, that your fighting style is far from unstoppable!"

"And this helps you how?" the Fierce Deity asked, looking at Suzaku almost with a bored expression, "Does this help you when I am still stronger than you? Well? Does it shadow?"

"But I also noticed something from that one clash of our swords,"

"Really? Care to share this information?"

"I'm faster than you, and I can concentrate on doing more things than you," Suzaku replied sheathing his sword as the energy about it dissipated. Both his hands began glowing with black light, shadow apparitions of himself appearing all over the island. "I can't hold them anywhere near as long as you can with your shadows, but I think I can hold them long enough to distract you."

"A lot of good it'll do you I can tell the difference between you…" the Fierce Deity began to gloat when the shadows about Suzaku began to cover his skin, his eyes glowing red like his copies, "…Fuck you."

"Such language," Suzaku's voice came from all over as the shadows began to move rapidly all around the Fierce Deity, some coming close enough to attack but immediately backing off. "It's a small wonder why you command such fear," he mocked as a couple of the shadows attacked, all of which were torn apart with one slash of the Fierce Deity's sword.

"Come out and fight like a man," the Fierce Deity growled searching for one of the shadows that looked different.

"But I'm not a man, you said it yourself," Suzaku's voice laughed out, one of the shadows touching the Fierce Deity's back, drawing a sigil on it.

"Crap…" the Fierce Deity yelped, the shadow jumping back as the sigil bean to glow icy white.

The shadows vanished, Suzaku appearing ten feet in front of the Fierce Deity, arms crossed, and smirking. "Well Deity? I thought you said those realizations wouldn't help me," Suzaku taunted as he snapped his fingers, the sigil glowing brighter, ice enveloping the Fierce Deity. "Looks like it helped to me," Suzaku added cockily.

"Not really," the Fierce Deity's voice came, the ice about him beginning to shatter, "Just slowed me down."

Suzaku snapped his fingers again, another much smaller sigil exploded sending the Fierce Deity to the ground, leaving a rather large chunk of his tunic missing. "Sorry, forgot to activate that one,"

"That's it! I'm going to tear off your arm and stick it up your ass!" the Fierce Deity roared pushing himself up, a deep growl rising up from his throat.

"Feel free to try," Suzaku stated with a smirk. "Idiot, he's certainly stronger than me. But he's falling into the trap he tried to set for me."

The Fierce Deity charged straight for Suzaku and slashed at him. Suzaku jumped atop the weapon as it passed by him, and quickly raced his fingers across the middle point, the thinnest part of the weapon, drawing a complex sigil. "I think it's time to say goodbye to that weapon," Suzaku taunted as he jumped backwards, snapping his fingers as a large explosion shattered the Fierce Deity's sword.

However Suzaku misjudged his jump and almost fell into the fiery lake, a fact the Fierce Deity didn't miss. "I have you now," he growled as he threw his sword aside and closed the distance between them and attempted to push Suzaku in.

Suzaku locked hands with the far larger Fierce Deity and began to push up, keeping his place right where he was at the edge of the lake. "Funny thing about size. Bigger isn't always better. We're at a stalemate, you are by far the stronger of the two of us, but you have one severe weakness. And that would be your gargantuan size," Suzaku stated smirking the entire time, but obviously struggling to hold the larger man back, "Your center of balance is higher than mine, which means I can use it against you."

"Goddess damn bastard," the Fierce Deity snarled as his eyes began to glow red.

"It's funny, that little spell you cast on this place, the one that fuels those flames," Suzaku began to say, "It's working perfectly fine and has been since we started this fight."

"How do you know about that?" the Fierce Deity growled as he began to visibly struggle.

"You don't feel it? I'm surprised you haven't noticed your awareness slowly dying out. I certainly have become aware of it,"

"What?" the Fierce Deity stammered out, his eyes widening in realization, "But how? How is it that you turned my own spell against me?"

"Anger, hatred, frustration. I realized that was what you wanted from me, your careful conducting of my affairs ever since I left the temple under this island," Suzaku stated, "Sending me on a wild goose chase, interfering with my dreams, freezing my so called friends, trying to kill them before, the illusion upon this lake, and even capturing the girl." Suzaku looked behind the Fierce Deity at the woman still tied to the giant cross and snorted, then facing the Fierce Deity again he admitted, "Okay maybe that last one ticked me off a little."

"So…you've actually manipulated me?" the Fierce Deity blurted out, disbelief and sheer horror both thick in his voice, "You mean…this entire fight…you've been making me defeat myself…."

"Bingo," Suzaku said as he began to push the Fierce Deity back, "And guess what? You're about to get the equivalent of a kick in the groin."

Suzaku broke the lock and then grabbed the Fierce Deity's arm and threw him several feet away. "Whatever was that last thing supposed to…" the Fierce Deity began to ask, suddenly clutching his side and howling in pain, "What…What is this?"

"Genbu has been killed, the real Link just finished him off," Suzaku laughed out, "I've got you Fierce Deity, I have you right where I want you."

"But I didn't feel this pain when the other two died…What do you plan on doing then?" the Fierce Deity asked beginning to compose himself.

"Don't know yet, but I have a question for you," Suzaku stated as he walked over to the Fierce Deity and lifted him up, "Why did you never create a Suzaku? You had the other three beasts, why not the last one?"

"If you're so aware now why don't you…"

"You're not the real Fierce Deity," Suzaku stated looking into the Fierce Deity's eyes, "You're the Suzaku, when you came to this dimension, you split apart didn't you? Because the trinity here was still intact, and that there was a Fierce Deity in this dimension. You just happened to be the dominant personality with the memories, I see, you're nothing more than the last vestiges of a great being."

The Fierce Deity's eyes went wide in shock, "But…how? How could you tell? I didn't think I possessed the power to read minds."

"You don't, I just heard the whispers of a far off place," Suzaku stated while unsheathing his sword and kicking the Fierce Deity down to the ground, raising it high above his head Suzaku stated "This is where we end it Suzaku."

"So you call me by the name you took, then what shall I call you?" the Fierce Deity asked.

"What can you call me? That answer is simple," Suzaku stated as he swung down on the Fierce Deity's head, cleaving it in two, "Death."

Suzaku turned to the woman who was still tied to the cross and walked closer, examining her. "So she's been asleep this entire time, well its for the best I assume," Suzaku stated as he jumped up to the ropes which restrained her and cut them, sheathing his sword and grabbing her in midair.

She slowly opened her red eyes and looked at him as they landed. "Dark Link? But how? I thought he would kill you," she mumbled.

"Never count out the darkness merely because it fights in the light," Suzaku stated as he began to carry her down the bridges, the flames over the lake slowly dying down as the Fierce Deity's blood soaking into the island.

"You wouldn't have come here if you were all dark,"

"I suppose you may be right," Suzaku admitted.

"So shadow, what am I to call you?"

"Shadow eh? Why not just that?"

"You'd like me to call you Shadow?"

"Why not Nabooru?"

"Call me Nab, I think saving my life entitles you a little more respect than most men get from my people,"

"As you wish,"

And that's where I'll end it. Now for some of you people who still haven't figured things out, well shame on you. This story continues in Eternal Requiem, a much better fic if you ask me than this one, a bit more jumpy though, at least in some of the chapters. No questions, just tell me what you thought. Now press that review button and give me one. Ciao for now!