Hi people! Today I came here to present you this fic.

This new project of mine will be set after the events of Twilight Princess, like many of you could deduce. The first chapters will be centred in Midna and we will have the appearance of a popular item of Zelda series which didn't show up in Twilight Princess (by some strange reason).

Now, prepare your hearts and your laughs. Let's start the party!

Light of Twili

Chapter 1

The Tears of the Princess

Time. That concept did not exist to the inhabitants of the Twilight Realm, because for there wasn't a way to know what time it was. Time wasn't a thing they could measure with accuracy in that place. Their only ways were to see things grow, age and die.

Day and night merged themselves in that realm, where the skies permanently showed off a strange yellow and orange color in contrast with the dusk clouds that floated trough the skies, making its lights to almost flicker. Even so the Twili considered that a beautiful sight; to see how the skies' lights variated its tones from times to times, making the earth gain a golden tone.

How much time it passed since they were first sent to that place, they did not know. For some, it should have been centuries, for another, an eternity. Most of the first Twili who came to that world have passed away much time ago. Time... for them, it was just an expression. Their life didn't revolve around that like it was with the light dwellers.

Light dwellers. Most of the shadow people didn't encounter one, but after their kingdom got restored and the Princess came back, they got to know that the strange, green clad man was actually a light dweller. But not any light dweller, he was a hero. The hero who saved them from the crazed Usurper King, Zant. If there was really a good light dweller, then this one would be the Hero. He even restored their true form after he defeated the suppose "god" of Zant.

Most of the Twili looked much like human beings, but with the screaming difference that their skin was of a blueish tone with some black parts and they have ceremonial, glowing marks around their bodies, mainly in the arms and the back. Most of them didn't know about this resemblance, saved by one person.

This particular person was in that moment engaged in an activity that most would consider improper to someone of her position. Every time someone tried to call her attention to it, she came with the answer:

"Oh, then should I just sit and wait for death the next time some psycho come, trying to take my realm?", she replied in a sarcastic tone. Then came the response that she still had her powerful magic. "Should I remember you that there's creatures out there who are immune to magic? It would do as much good as I throw a glass of water on them.", she replied in a sharp tone, indicating she wouldn't take any more questions.

In the end, they acknowledge she was right, thought reluctant. Who ever heard about the Princess of Twilight take up arms like any lower guard against her foes?

Midna just sighed when she heard that commentary, but she didn't mind. She wouldn't let another insane magician took her kingdom. This determination was what made she search for her most reliable personal guard and ask for him some lessons in swordsmanship.

Tenros, a dark haired Twili with green eyes and a black line that crossed his face from the right eye to the chin, was very happy to see that his ruler trusted him sufficiently to make such an ask, thought, he also thought it was a strange idea, making of him the first person Midna gave the response that was gaining some popularity between the nobles' talks. He was also the First Guard of the Twili Royal Army and personal protector of the Princess, what made him perfect for the job.

The First Guard began to teach her the basics. She wasn't much skilled in swordsmanship alone, resulting that he defeated her in each of their first sparring.

But it was just she put that brilliant brain of hers to work and soon I was screwed up., he thought, when Midna started to think what would happen if she used some minor spells of fluctuation and teleport while in a sword fight.

Result of her little "experiment": now not only it was virtually impossible to throw Midna out of balance, cause she would float some inches above the ground when pushed away. She also started to turn the scoreboard at her favor. Tenros couldn't help, but felt proud at her progress and how his friend masterfully mixed her magic with the basic sword skills he taught.

Tenros and Midna were friends since he was just a lower soldier in the army that showed some promise. One day, the royal family was inspecting their division and he saw the young Princess, who was some of bothered by being there, by the side of her father. Taking courage, after the group was dismissed and she was sat in a bench, away of her father, he went to talk with her and found she was like any other person. A person with a very busy life, who wanted someone she could truly trust to talk and to play some pranks.

Since then, they became great friends while each one continued with his life in the palace. Tenros turned into the First Guard, the one that commanded the entire Royal Army at the absence of the generals, and Midna turned into the Princess when her father passed away due an illness. When she was questioned of who she would choose to be her protector, the name of Tenros came almost instantly.

With his nomination to one of the Princess' Guards, they could now talk freely about their duties, the hardships and the bureaucracy of the palace. That part, in particular, Midna hated the most.

"I swear, they stay hours and hours talking about the same subject and never get a conclusion. If there was something I could change in my job, it would be the Twilight Council.", she said to him one time.

Tenros didn't like the Twilight Council either. Save by few, they were just a bunch of men composed by some of the few nobles that existed in the Twili society. Many of them bought their place in the council or earned it because they belonged to the family of the ones that formed the first council. While their Princess fought against Zant and his lackeys, they just sat at their comfortable chairs, trying to decide what side they would ally to. Backing his mind to their sparring, Tenros tried to push Midna's sword with his own.

After some sessions, Midna decided to make her own sword. The members of the royal family had the ability to control the strange, black, square matter that existed in that world. Ability that was said to be passed down by the first Twili Kings, who found a away to control it using the power of the Fused Shadows. The process of molding the matter, however, drained much energy, meaning it could only be used by powerful spellcasters in special situation. Midna never used that knowledge to make something bigger than a pot and harder than a rock, but after heard Tenros' comment about how perfect the sword she created was, she found that the effort had worthed of it.

Midna was pushed away and got out of balance. It seemed this time she forgot of use her levitation magic. Taking the opening in her defense, Tenros prepared to deliver the winning blow, but, suddenly, the Princess disintegrated in a wave of golden sand. The First Guard realized too late the trap. When he turned he encountered a blade pointed directly to his face.

"I won again.", Midna sang-song.

Tenros sighed. One of her favorite tricks was to teleport when her adversary was distracted and positioned herself behind him. Skilled magicians could feel the flows of magic and detect when someone was trying to teleport near them, but that wasn't Tenros' case, neither was of the other soldiers.

Thought some soldiers of the royal army have some skill in magic, most of them didn't have any aptitude to become apprentices of magician. Because of this, magic swordsmen were rare, even in the Twili society. Where they lacked in magic ability, they replaced in physical strength and vice-versa. Midna and the royal family could be considered an exception, but since most of her family chose to use magic, some forgot about it.

"Honestly, I already told to you: I taught you everything I know. Why do you still sparring with me?", the royal guard asked.

"Because I like to see the face you make when you lost. It's simple priceless!", Midna said with an evil smile in her face, which was very common to her when tricking someone.

Tenros sighed again, but couldn't help a smile. Sometimes he forgot about Midna's trickster personality. Sheathing his sword in defeat, the First Guard followed the Princess to out of the gardens.

"So, what do you have today Princess?", the Twili soldier asked, trying to forget about what seemed to be his thousand defeat.

"Let me see... I have a meet with the Twilight Council. After that some audiences and a meeting with the historians, who insist for me to tell them about my adventure in the light world. Those book worms... they want I tell them detail by detail.", Midna sighed.

The Twilight Princess always thought of the historians like a bunch of people without a proper life, who didn't have anything better to do than to revolve about histories of the past. When she got to really know them, she found it was even worse than she thought. The guys were maniacs for books and tales and whenever someone said the word "legend" near the royal archives, one of them would appear, almost like he had materialized in thin air, and ask about what type of legend, which date, character and things alike. Sometimes, the Princess caught herself thinking if something happened in their childhood. But the part she didn't like in that encounters was when they asked her about the Hero of Twilight. Often, she would gulp when heard the title and look away.

"Midna, is everything alright?", Tenros asked. The Twilight Princess then noticed she was with a sad expression in her face.

"Of course is it. Why wouldn't it be?", she asked, wearing a fake smile.

"Midna, you know, you're a really bad liar. You're actually good in hiding things, but not in disguise them.", Tenros stated, crossing his arms.

Midna stayed quiet. Link said the same thing when she spoke she was right after the first time she used the Fused Shadows to transform into that arachnid-like creature. The hero didn't stop to bother her until she agreed to stop for some minutes for her to recover her strengths.

Tenros had seen her like that since she had come back. Always when someone mentioned the Light World, her expression immediately changed to a sad one. It was even worse when they mentioned the Hero. The First Guard could bet his sword that it had something to do with their savior, thought he didn't have any proofs. Midna even ordered to built what seemed to be a little covered sanctuary near to where the portal to the light world once stayed. She said something about "make sure the energies there wouldn't open the portal again", but the royal knight knew it was just an excuse.

One day, the First Guard saw Midna wandering to the little sanctuary and stayed there for a long time, doing what-just-the-twilight-deities knew. Tenros knew better than ask why she went there for all the day. At the right time, he knew she would tell to him the reason. They were best friends after all. Another reason for him to don't ask was the scene he witnessed. One day, a servant asked her that question and, by the expression on Midna's face, the royal knight knew she was ready to blast the interfering creature into oblivion. The servant, fortunately, ran for his life before his Princess decided to do so.

The rest of the day went normal to Midna, something she would call "a boring day". More squabble between the Twilight Council, another meeting with the historians and some audiences. She also heard that her spell casters discovered what seemed to be another of Zant's prisons. Those prisons were built when the crazed Twili took over and were used to held anyone that opposed against him and was strong enough to resist the curse. Many of the prisons were floating around the palace, with an enchantment that protected them from being accessed. The only way to get to those prisons was to pronounce the correct chant and, by so, forming the stone path that lead to the building.

Thanks to their efforts, many of the paths to the other Twili villages, which were isolated in the conflict, were restored and some prisoners rescued. That always made Midna happy; to see her people interacting with one another again and coming to the palace, seeking her help or to merely thank her for the supplies she sent to the poorest communities, which were completely ignored when Zant usurped the leadership of her people.

Now she was going to the little sanctuary she ordered to build. That place always brought to her some peace, but also brought back some memories. It was because of that she built that tiny structure, to preserve the memory of that other world beyond her own. A world where all the kind of people lived. A world that she cut the path to. A world where she left one of the people that touched her heart.

She leaned to the fence that gave sight to the infinite void bellow. She could still remember of Link's face when he saw what she just made to the mirror before her departure. His shocked face still fresh in her mind and how she hated herself for what she did.

She still telling herself that it was for the best... that shadow and light couldn't mix... but now that justification wasn't making her to feel any better.

Why do I still thinking on him?, the Twilight Princess asked herself mentally.

Link belonged to the Light World and she to the Twilight Realm. They have their own destinies and those destinies couldn't cross... couldn't them? She didn't know what to think anymore. By one side, she knew that she had to do that. For another, her heart told her that what she did was the biggest mistake of her whole life. She felt pain. Pain for she knew that she would never see the hero again. They became great friends at the final of their journey and she left right when they fixed everything. Now she felt alone... alone in her own world... and even her friends there couldn't take that feeling away of her.

Link... sorry..., she thought.

Without the Princess had notice, tears started to fall...