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Darkness Uprising Chapter 1: Summoned

Ao3 Link

“Oh child of darkness and shadow of the hero, I command thee to awaken..” The man coos at the Dark Mirror.

Shadow Link’s image ripples into view and they gasp awake. “W-What!? Who are you!?” They cannot see.

The man grins a toothy grin. “I am a friend..” he whispers, voice unknown to the shade.

“I have no friends.” They growl at him.

The man sighs. “Very well then..I can get you what your heart desires.. For a price, of course.”

Shadow scowls. “So, a deal? What do you want.” They huff out.

The man grins once more. “I want what you want, a life of my own and to be loved.”

Shadow doesn’t trust him. “Who are you..”

The man waves his hand over the mirror and Shadow gasps, now able to see him.

“We are one and the same, two shades of the hero of light. You may call me Dark Link.” He bows.

Shadow looks at him. “..Dark Link, huh?”

Dark nods and stands up. “Theee one and only.” He grins at them.

They don’t like that grin.. They know he’s hiding something.. “..what do you want with me?”

Dark lightly chuckles. “Oh you see dear Shadow, the triforce is what I'm after. I need it in order to end you know who.”

Shadow shifts a little. “..I..do not know who..” They hope he doesn’t mean Link..

Dark tsks and shakes his head, still grinning. “Why, Ganon of course! I know how much pain and suffering he’s caused for you.. He has done the very same to me.. Time and time again, he calls forth the hero’s shadow and abuses them, bends them to his will… makes them nothing but a killing machine..”

…..he does have a point, the smaller shade thinks to themselves. “..so.. You wanna get the triforce and wish to end him once and for all?” Dark whips around to them. “Exactly! My my, you catch on quick. Yes, I want to make a wish to break this curse one and for all, to end this foolish cycle of destruction! If you can get it for me, I shall reunite you with the one you love..” Dark pulls out and orb from thin air, and it’s surface ripples to show Vio, hunched over many books on dark magic and scribbling something down on paper.

Shadow lunges at the surface of the mirror, banging on it, desperately trying to get to the violet Link shown to them.

Dark pulls the orb back. “Ah ah ah~ now now Shadow, don’t be to haisty.. Do we have a deal?”

Shadow calms down and quickly nods. “Yes..I-I’ll help you..” He doesn’t sound all that shifty after all. ‘I mean, we’re both shadows of the same soul, abused by power’s holder time and time again.. He couldn’t be trying to pull anything..right?’ Shadow thinks to themselves.

Dark Link grins. “Good…very good.. Now don’t forget, bring me the triforce and DON’T tell anyone your goal..” The demon narrows it's fully red eyes at them.

They gulp, then nod. “..o-ok..I won’t.”

Dark’s earlier expression returns to that of a smile. “Excellent! Now ta taa~” He waves, and the image of Shadow ripples away..

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Day one: Ancient

AO3 Link

He has always been a part of this ancient curse.. He knew this..

He knew what suffering it brough, and he knew it would continue to suffer till the end of time..

But he did not know why.. He did not know who made this curse.. It could’ve been him, for all he knew..

Maybe she knows.. She always seems to know things.

To him, she is wise.. To him, she knows all..

But

To her, she is weak.. For the truth is, she does not know all.. And she does not know why this curse plagues her, or him..

The truth is, he scares her. He’s always lurking around her, watching, waiting.. She’s sure he’s after them.. Them.. She likes them. They’re always around her, and she likes it that way. They protect her, keep her safe. Safe from him.

She hasn't known them as long as she’s known him, but that does not matter. They’ve been more of a friend to her than him.

And she’s sure they like her, just like she loves them..

And they do. They feel as if they’ve known her in another life, almost. Every time they see her smile, or even look at them, they can’t help but to smile back.

Every day they’re with her it’s easy to forget.. Forget why they are here.. Forget him..but..

No

They must not forget him.. He is evil, he must be stopped..

Every day that he is here she is slowly losing, and they are too.. He is getting too strong, almost to the point of destruction..

And they are scared him..and it. It is always by his side, watching, waiting.. Waiting, for the perfect moment to strike, just like he is..

They do not like him, and they do not like it.

But, it likes them..

But they must never find that out..

For if it were to betray him, well..

Let us say that he would not like that, no.. he created it.. He is it’s father, almost..

Almost, for it is sure that a father would never yell, would never tell it to kill… but, he tells it to kill.. He yells at it.

He does not care for it. And it knows that. It hates him.

But it can’t do a thing about that. For if it were to betray him, it would surely die.

And it knows he does not care..

And he does not. Not for it, at least. But he needs it. Without it he will fail. Without it she will win. Without it they will surely kill him.

He knows his time is ticking. He knows they see the truth. He must command it to take them out..

And it obeys.

They approach it, but they do not know it is there.

It is hiding, waiting for them to enter this room..

And they do.. They turn around, alarmed at the metal bars that suddenly trap them within..

They turn to fae, scared on what to do.. Fae fly around the room, scouting out any danger.. But fae come back, empty handed.. There’s… there’s nothing in here..

They don’t like that answer, for they know something must be in here..

Unless, this is his plan to kill them..

Slowly, slowly starving them… trapped in this misty abyss, with no way out..

They have to admit, that’s too cruel, even for him..

But they do not know about it.. They do not know it is waiting for them, watching.. Lurking, waiting for them to cross the small sandy island..

And they have no choice but to do so.. Slowly, they set their foot down, down into the shallow water..

They shudder, it’s colder than expected.. It seems to sap the strength right from them..

It seems to sap the light too, leaving them with nothing..

It seems to want to pull them down, down down down… into the water below, down down down into the depths..

Down…down…..down… into darkness..

Down…. To suck out their life..

They shudder once more, trying to shake off the haunting thoughts.. They can do this, they’ve been given this sword and a purpose by her, they have to save her from him, wherever she is, they can’t lose now!

They take in a breath of the cold air and steel themselves, to continue on.

They aren’t scared.

They aren’t a coward.

They aren’t..they..

They set foot on the soft sandy islet and gasp.. Even more light seems to be sucked out.. Thye.. don’t like it..

They don’t like this feeling..

They..

…

What… what is that?

.. there’s something in here, in here with them and faer.

..it.. They look up, and it’s standing there..

It grins down at them, seming to mock them. It tilts their chin up more, and they shudder..

This is what is making the room so cold.. They don’t like how it has takes their form and twisted it in darkness, seemengy to mock them.. They don’t like the look of joy on it’s face.. They don’t like how it just, stares at them, grinning like it’s already won..

Maybe it has, seeing as how they can’t seem to draw their sword..

How they can’t move, how they’re locked in a twisted game of power with it.

How it suddenly laugh and pushes them down into the cold waters below..

But maybe that was a good thing, for the shock of the frigid liquid shocked them back into reality.

Maybe it was good, for they managed to roll out of the way just in time, for it almost ended them right then and there.

But maybe it wasn’t so good, for their dodge only angered it more.

They had almost no time to pull out their blazing steel to block it’s dark one.

Or their dark one, they think.. It, looks just like them.. It moves like them too, in this twisted dace of steel and blood.. Their blood, running down it’s blade and staining the waters below.. Their blood fueling it on, their blood slowly leaving them and it claws at their side, their neck, and their legs, pushing them down into the waters below with a pained shout.

Their blood coating it’s hands, it’s teeth, and it’s lips as it rips them to shreds.. They scream and they kick but the dark creature was too strong for the poor hero of time..

It overcame them, it sucked out their life and it smothered their light in it’s darkness..

For the only thing faster than light is shadow, and the only thing as strong as the hero is themselves.