Welcome! This is a sad world made by me. Basically, I am writing because my cousin writes on this site. You should check out some of the stuff she writes. I am not a good writer so this will be a pretty bad story. So now that we have some of the weird stuff taken care of, we should continue right? Great.

Oh, and one more thing. My story goes between present and past. Starts with present, and Link remembers everything that had happened to him since he was captured.

His Game chapter 1, The beginning.

Everyday had been absolute hell. For all he knew, he was in hell. He didn't have any idea how long it had been since he had seen the light.

Dark, everything was dark.

It could have been days, months, years... how could he tell? The last light he saw was when... the memory was to painful to even think of. He had been tortured nearly to death by his enemy. His true enemy. The one that called himself, Ghirahim.

Link sighed. He was in a pitch black room with nothing else but him and the silence. Chained to the wall with nothing to do and no where to go. No hope left. When did their hate start? Their last meeting? Their first? When he was born?

When will it end? Tomorrow? A week? A year?He couldn't last anymore. No more... he couldn't take it. He was human...

His skin felt like it would fall of the bone. It was so sore and so tender. Even the touch of air hurt. How did he get here? The true pain and suffering started when he left Skyloft.

"I do advise that you wait another day. I calculate that an eruption will occur in the next hour. The chances of you making it there before the eruption are not in your favor. The chance of you making it out of the eruption alive is 45%."Fi tried reasoning with him.

"I'll be fine. Trust me." Link jumped off of his Loftwing and took out his sail cloth. Every time he used it, he was reminded who he loved, what his mission was for. He was reminded of that horrible tornado. He could still hear her screams echoing in his mind...

He felt the ground shift below him even though he was high off of it. The volcano was erupting and he was in the wrong spot at the wrong time.

"Told you..." Fi sighed. Link's eyes widened before he smashed into the side of a wall of rock. He could feel his body fall, the collision with the rock didn't knock him out, but the head-first impact with the solid dirt did.

He swore he saw a flash of white and red before getting knocked out completely...

Yeah, so tell me what you think I'd really appreciate it. Please review.