A/N: This is my first story and I hope you enjoy it very much, unlike how it was for me! as you all probably know, FFN is kind of a pain in the -- to get to work, and I had a few days before I got this up. Special thanks to Nightmarish-Shadows for sticking with me in getting this story up! Thanks a lot!
Disclaimer: I do not own ANY part of Nintendo or Zelda, if I did, Dark Link would have his own game.
A/N(Again!): Italics are used to show Dark's thoughts.
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Requiem of a Dark Heart
Chapter 1: The Awakening
What did I do to deserve eternity in this Hell Hole? I sat against a single solitary tree in the whiteness of the afterlife, or what I thought it was. I recalled my battle with Him, my equal. The only man alive that can have stood a chance against me. It was the Hero of Time. Link. I was his Dark side. The piece of him the Goddesses cast out to make, "The perfect Hero of Time." I'll never forget that fight. After just losing it he can recall it perfectly. But before I start, I'd like to introduce myself. As Link's Dark Side, I was given no name. Not even my old master Ganondorf gave me a name. So I gave myself one. My name is Dark. Fitting, isn't it? I recalled the battle in my head; searching for the flaw I made that cost me my "Life," if you can call it that. Searching, over and over as I have before.
I sat against the single, solitary tree of my prison within that wretched Temple. My clothes soaked from the pool of water on the ground. I looked upon the endless expanse of water that covered the ground. I guess "Endless" isn't the right word. It was only an illusion that I had created to sooth myself for the years I spent stuck in this watery hell. I never found out why it was so calming. When I finally started to think about it, but then I felt something different. The barrier to the Temple had been broken, and I knew instantly that it was Him. Link. I could feel him enter the Temple. I could really always feel him. As a part of him, I always had a connection. I could see what he sees, and feel what he was feeling, read his thoughts, almost anything. But I could never interact with him. I could never talk to him. Except once. I had used a lot of energy one day during his quest, and I managed to control his mind. Not completely, but I was able to plant thoughts into his head. I had driven him literally crazy, making him hallucinate. He was stuck in his tree house in that forest for an entire day. His "Friend," Saria, tended to him the entire day, while he was ranting on about things that weren't there. I would have laughed if I wasn't so exhausted. I had used too much energy and had been incapacitated for the entire day. Unfortunately, I had no one to tend to me in my state. I decided to wait for our inevitable encounter.
Several hours had passed since I felt him enter the temple. I had lost track of time. It was probably because of the water, but my mind started to drift. I guess I had been sitting in the water too long. My mind wandered away from Link, from my prison. I had begun to drift away into unconsciousness. I guess water can do that to you. I started to think, How long had I been stuck here? I.. cant remember … What.. Today is… How many days have passed since Ganondorf had locked me in here? How many days since I had failed my assignment to assassinate that girl. If only I had been successful, Link would be emotionally crippled. All because of that Damned Ranch Girl.
I was just a small boy, after Link had become the Hero of Time. Amazingly, I aged as his body did. I was looking my usual, Black Tunic, Serrated Dark Sword, a Shield made by Ganondorf's best Smithies, and some boots I had bought at the market before the ReDeads took over. For some reason, just like Link, I felt compelled to buy myself a cap matching his, only in my favorite color though; Black. See, the thing about people is that they don't suspect a small boy to be capable of great evil deeds. That's why Ganondorf's always liked me, and treated me as a son. But today was different; my Father had known that soon, that boy who had opened the Doors of Time may become a threat. But since he was locked in the sacred realm, Father couldn't touch him. So he went with going the psychological way. To cut him down through his emotions. Father sent me to kill a Girl from the local ranch. Apparently, her name was Malon, and Link seemed to have affections for her, and I was sent to kill her, making Link spiral down into madness when he found out about his loss. I was 14 at the time, and fully capable of killing her… Or so I thought. Just a simple arrow to the head and Father will be unopposed. I can't wait to do this and get back home to tell Father of my success! He'll be so proud, and when Link comes back from the sacred realm, we can watch him be tormented with guilt! He'll think that because he was stuck becoming a "Hero of Time" that he wasn't able to stop me from killing her! Brilliant, Father! Brilliant! There's that ranch. I slowed my steed to a trot, a walk, and then stopped her. I patted the Horse to stay there until I got back from my job. "Stay there, good girl," I said. I had always loved that horse, ever since Father got it for me for my 13th "Birthday," although technically it was only my 2nd. I named her Cerridwen, after the Celtic Moon Goddess, Goddess of Dark Prophecy and the Underworld. I left Cerridwen near the farm and steadied my bow. I searched for the perfect spot to destroy her and Link.
Well, I hope you enjoyed the First Chapter, of Requiem of a Dark Heart.