HAPPY NEW YEAR!

So here we go… I've never really written anything this dark before, but I talked about writing this plot line a long time ago and I've never really been confident enough to do it. But recently Hanyoualchemist1 reminded me of this story line and asked about me writing it, so I decided that I should just go for it. Rated a T for now, but I may have to change it later, it depends on where I decide to take the story line. There will be no graphic smut! But it may be implied later.

Thank you to Princess Zelda-figure skater for beta reading!

All credit for the cover art goes to Kazuoh of DeviantArt!

Dark Reflections: Chapter One: The Antique Mirror

Link's POV:

"Why can't you just trust me, Zelda?" I say, my voice close to a shout. The torrential rain falls dramatically around us, loud drumming almost drowning out our conversation. I'm soaked through my skin, every bone in my body is numb from the cold. I watch her through my sodden fringe, water dripping onto the tip of my nose. The same rain that could almost disguise her tear stained cheeks… almost… The tears pouring from her indigo eyes tell just how broken she really is, part of me wants to wrap her up in a tight hug, to stroke her long blonde hair until all her fears calm, to whisper into her ear that everything is going to be ok… but the white hot rage boiling inside of me won't allow it.

"Can't you understand, Link? I've been hurt before, you know hard it is for me to trust people!" She wails, tears now spilling like a waterfall down her apple pie cheeks.

"I'm not like the other guys, why can't you just trust me! I have never given you any reason not to!" I growl, my teeth clenched. I've never spoken to her like this before, never… I never wanted to either, but I'm so sick of waiting for her to decide that she's ready to trust me when I've been trying my best to show her that I'm good for her.

"Link please…" She whispers, "Don't push this!"

"I didn't want to!" I shout, "But you pushed me over the edge! Did you mean to kiss me, huh? Because I thought that when we kissed, it was all sorted! I thought you wanted to be my girlfriend!"

Her lips are trembling now, her fragile body shrinking away from me. "I told you from the moment we first met that I didn't trust people lightly…"

"Yeah, well maybe I should have listened to your warning…" I spit, turning away, fists clenched.

"Link…" She murmurs, the desperation clear in her voice. "Where are you going?"

"I just…" I stutter, "I need to think about this…"

And with that I walk away from her, my feet splashing through the puddles cluttering the courtyard of Castle Town University. My brow is still furrowed, my knuckles white as I storm along the dense grey concrete that perfectly matches the sky, and my mood. As I approach the car park, my best friend Sheik makes his way out of a lecture, racing through the rain to try and avoid getting wet. But as his eyes fall on me, he stops still, a worried look spreading across his face.

"Link!" He calls out to me, picking a path around the puddles, "What's wrong?"

I shake my head as he draws nearer, unsure of what to say.

He approaches, resting one hand on my arm. "What's happened?" The shoulders of his blue polo shirt are now soaked with rain water, but he seems beyond caring. "Is it Zelda? Did something happen?" He asks, worry in his fiery red eyes.

"I just… I can't handle it anymore," I say, backing away from Sheik and heading in the other direction. He calls my name through the storm ridden courtyard, but I don't even want to turn around, right now… I just want to get back to the warmth and comfort of my own room. I want to sleep this all off and clear my head, maybe in the morning I'll be able to see this straight.

As I turn the corner towards the car park I can see my little green fiat parked by the now flooded pond. The dirty water is now welling around the wheels of my car, my feet splash through the flood water as I pull open the driver's seat door, and collapse into the seat, slamming the door shut after me. I sit in utter silence for a few moments, just listening to the sound of the heavy rain drumming on the roof of my car, watching as it runs down the windscreen and onto the bonnet. I swallow hard, running my hand through my long dirty blond hair, pushing it back from my face. I need to get out of here.

The damp skin of my fingertips grips onto the gear stick. I forcefully push it into reverse and turn back. I'm about to pull out of my parking spot, but suddenly my phone begins to vibrate in the pocket of my sodden jeans. I sigh, turning the engine off again and producing my phone form my pocket, carefully unlocking it and reading the text message that appears on my screen.

"Is everything ok? Sheik said somethings up? – P"

I sigh, closing my eyes. Trust Sheik to run straight to Pipit and tell him everything. He was probably only worried, but right now, I'm too annoyed about everything to be rational. I grit my teeth and drag my car from its parking spot, turning straight onto the road leading out of the university and right onto the main road. I grip tight on the steering wheel as I cruise along the road, the windscreen wipers diving left and right ahead of my burning gaze. I can't believe it, six months, six months I've spent being her ideal guy. I've bought her flowers and chocolates, I leave romantic notes around her apartment, I've respected her space but called her when I promised to. I say everything she wants and needs to hear, I call her beautiful, not hot, and I've never ever made her wait around for me. I've been lovely to her parents and I've respected every single one of her wishes… but yet she somehow still can't trust me?

I slam on the brakes as I arrive at a set off traffic lights, the red glow shining on the bonnet of my car. My jaw is still clenches as I press my fingers into my temples, my eyes screwed shut. I really don't know where I'm meant to go from here or what she wants me, and rather frankly, I'm tired of trying.

I slam the door shut to my apartment, pressing my damp back up against the wood. I lean my head back, eyes closed, feeling a ragged breath escape me, the warmth spreads from my eyes as the tears begin to roll down cheeks like raindrops on a window pane. I swallow hard, holding my breath deep in my throat, my lips curled inwards. I'm not crying over this, I won't let myself. I push myself away from the door, and trail through the apartment, leaving wet footprints that follow me to the bath room. I peel the damp fabrics of my clothes back from my skin, cold as ice. I wrap a towel around my waist and shove the bundle of soaked fabrics into the washing machine, before making my way into the bath room. I step into the shower and turn on the water, allowing the heat to run over me, sending a small shiver down my spine as it dribbles along my ice cold skin.

Fifteen minutes later, I collapse onto my bed, dressed in green tracksuits and a black triforce t-shirt. My hair is still damp from the shower but I'm too tired to bother to dry it properly. My eyes are heavy with everything that happened today, I roll over, pulling my blankets up around my shoulders. The slight hint of moonlight shines through my window, casting a silver light through my bedroom, illuminating the mirror hanging on my bedroom wall. I sigh, remembering the day I bought it… a strange man was selling it at an old rustic antiques shop in the city centre, I got it for just twenty rupees when I had only just started university and had no money. I sigh, closing my eyes as I feel myself drift into the realms of sleep…

The darkness slowly lifts from around me, and I find myself lying awkwardly on the floor. I frown, carefully opening my eyes… did I fall out of bed in the night? I go to pull myself to my feet but something is restraining me, pinning my hands behind my back. I frown as I begin to writhe on the floor, my wrists bound tightly behind me. What the hell is going on here?

From somewhere around me I hear a soft laugh, causing me to frown. "Who's there?" I demand, my voice low, the back of my throat dry.

He smiles, his tall figure turning to face me, red eyes glowing like warning lights. "Looks like you're awake…"

"Who are you?" I growl, my eyes dark with a mixture of anger, fear, and hatred.

He smiles again, "I'm surprised you didn't recognise me…" I watch from my awkward slanted angle as he steps closer to me, the dim light illuminating his face. Every single one of his facial features exactly mirrors mine… down to the tiniest details, like the crinkles at the corners of his smile, and the shape of his eyes. The only difference between him and I is that his skin is a deep steely grey colour, and his hair a shade of coal black.

He reads the confusion evident on my face, smirking. "Didn't you ever read the legends of the Twilight? Link? If you did you'd know that you all have a dark twin… well that's how your kind phrase it. I prefer to think of you as my light brother…"

I wrench hard against my binds, trying my best to break through them. But the smirk on his lips tells me not to bother. "It's useless trying light brother!"

I press my lips firmly together, exhaling from my nostrils. "What do you want from me?" I mutter through clenched teeth.

He smirks again, his eyes still warning me to stay away. "I've been watching you ever since you bought that mirror, light brother. I've seen you and your friends, I've watched you on your best days and on your worst… but you've never been weak enough until today." The frown on my brow deepens still as he climbs to his feet, pacing in front of my restrained body. "You see light brother, I needed you to be at your very weakest before I could pass into your world."

I feel a low growl escaping my throat. "You still haven't answered my question."

"You couldn't possibly know what it's like to live in a mirror, to only ever be copy of you and what you do. You have a life, and that's what I desire more than anything…"

"You can't take my life!" I yell, lunging forward at him, but it's less than useless.

He smiles, "When I pass into the light world I become identical to you, your friends will know no difference. I can talk with your friends, I can live your life… and that beautiful blonde girl I've seen you with… I can't wait to spend time with her!"

He turns to look at me meaningfully, and I feel my anger boiling in my blood. "You leave Zelda alone!"

But he doesn't ever bother to respond to me, he turns away, staring at the mirror, though no reflection appears.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS!" I shout.

I fight against the ropes, but he just watches me. "Try and stop me, light brother!"

And with that, he carefully reaches out, touching his fingers to the glass of the mirror. It begins to slowly ripple like the surface of the water, allowing him to reach his hand right through, vanishing from the small room that I lie in. He turns back to look at me momentarily, I give him one last pleading look, but he just continues to step right through the mirror, leaving me bound and alone with no way back home. I glance at the mirror, watching his figure… identical to my own, waving goodbye, leaving me with no clue what he plans…