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The Rise of Link's Shadow	By : sexyPineapples Category: Zelda > General Views: 7986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Zelda or its characters. Just another obsessive and creepy fan, not making money off creepy fanfiction.

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Link sat against the wall, dressing in his blue tunic, glad that this expensive piece of clothing hadn’t been the one to be cut up.
Now free, Navi flew frantically around the place, disturbed by all she had just seen. “Listen!” she shouted at Link, though he paid her little attention. “We have things to do! You must get that medallion! You must awaken the sage of this temple!”
“I wonder who that might be…” Link said, not sincerely caring at the moment.
“Kill Morpha! Awaken the sage!” Navi persisted.
“There will be no killing Morpha!” Link snapped, standing to his feet and glaring at the fairy. “Perhaps I should kill you, and awaken the sage of silence!” Ruto watched this conversation with a frown.
The mention of Morpha summoned the tentacle from its resting place in the water. Ruto shrieked as the tentacle landed on the floor before Link and Link pet it affectionately. Navi went haywire, shouting, “Watch out!” quite a bit while flying all over the room.
“Morpha is our friend,” Link said affectionately. Surprisingly, the real Link, or the Link who thought he was the real Link trapped inside his body, felt pleasantly about the creature now.
Morpha squirmed on the ground to Ruto and Ruto tripped backwards in surprise, crawling into a corner away from the tentacle. “Keep it away from me! I’ve had enough of this thing!” Morpha wrapped around Ruto’s ankle and tugged it from her body.
“It likes you!” Link exclaimed.
Ruto rolled on her stomach and clawed at the floor as Morpha took hold of both of her ankles and began pulling her away from the wall. She shrieked a great deal and tried to kick at Morpha, but she was dragged to the pool and more tentacles wrapped around her arms and waist.
Link crouched in front of her face before she was taken into the pool and planted a kiss on her lips. “Have fun, my love! I have just thought of a friend I would like to visit, so I must say goodbye for now.”
Her eyes widened and she grabbed the shirt of his tunic with one hand. “You! You’re on its side!” Her wrist was then pulled away from Link by an extra tentacle.
Navi began bouncing relentlessly on Morpha, trying to free Ruto from the tentacles, but Morpha wasn’t bothered and pulled Ruto completely under water.
Link geared up and exited through the door, Navi following and nagging him.
From the entrance of the temple Link planned to set out for Kokiri Forest. He climbed to the top of the island that housed the water temple and watched the morning sun float up in the sky. He looked at the stone with the inscription that said something about shooting the sun when the lake was full and yawned.
“We must go back, Link!”
“Will you relax, Navi?” Link wanted to swat her away like a bug. “I’ll get the stupid medallion later. But just to let you know, I’m not killing Morpha to do it!”
“You have to kill Morpha!”
Link frowned at her and frowned again at the sun. Then he made for the bank, summoning Epona with his ocarina and ignoring Navi as well as he could. What if he just sliced her up and ate her? He wondered what seared fairy might taste like.
Link mounted Epona when she came to the lakeside and set out for Hyrule field. He made a quick ride to the east where the entrance to Kokiri forest sat and he stepped down from Epona, entering the giant, hollowed out log.
Kokiri Forest was much cooler than Hyrule field. Link sighed, looking up at the as-always overcast sky and looking around at the different breeds of fairies going about their business. Did fairies ever have sex, he wondered. Some of the fairies looked to him like what he was told a sperm would look like, and he chuckled.
Various young Kokiri greeted him as he entered the village, most of them females, eager to have a conversation with him. He looked around for a specific face but did not find it. He searched the tree houses, going about his normal ritual of smashing up vases, and he was disappointed. He vented his disappointment by slicing up gardens and signs but that helped little, and he still wanted to find his old acquaintance. At last, he climbed up to the Lost Woods and set to looking around there.
Link stomped through the woods in a sour mood. He wasn’t certain why he felt so moody, but he wanted to blow off some steam. He heard squeaky whispers behind him and glared over his shoulder to find Navi whispering to another fairy.
“So if you can’t talk to me, you’ll talk about me?” He whipped around and stared his fairy down.
“Are you ready to listen?” she squeaked.
“No! You listen!” he shouted at her. The other fairy backed off and flew away, leaving Navi to be yelled at. “I’ve been putting up with your badgering and nagging and unsolicited Captain Obvious advice for over seven years now! You talk too much, and you’re driving me mad!”
“What do you want from me then?” The fairy’s voice choked on a few tears.
“Just… stop talking! Please! That’s all I want! Unless I ask for help, just stop talking for a while! I need to collect my thoughts, and it’s difficult when you’re always going, ‘Hey! Listen!’”
“Fine!” Navi shouted. “See if I ever give you advice again!” She disappeared into Link’s hat and there was silence.
Link trudged on through the woods, his head dizzy with many conflicting thoughts. He felt so angry and frustrated, and he had no idea why.
“You know,” he said to himself, “you are still in there. And I don’t have to do all of the talking.”
“Really?!” he answered, and then put his hand to his throat. Was that he who just spoke, of his own free will? “You mean I can control myself too, and my voice?”
“You have more of a part in what you do and say than you are probably aware. Even your raging at Navi. Some of that was your doing.”
Link stopped in his tracks, trying to make sense of who was who in this conversation, and not sure how much he made happen. He was certain now that he was going mad, with multiple personality disorder.
“So you’re looking for your old bully? Wanna have a go at him, just to prove how much manlier you are than him now?”
Link shook his head. “You’re the one looking for him. I don’t hold grudges.”
“Ah, but I’m the part of you where your grudges go to fester. Your anger is your own, I promise. I’ve just been stuck with the burden of it, while it has grown without treatment.”
“I’m so confused.”
Link made another turn and found a pond in this section of woods. By the hollow to his left was the boy he was searching for, Mido, his eyes downcast, as he was deep in thought.
Mido looked up in surprise at him, and Link’s fists balled in anger at the memories.
“You know you remind me of someone…” Mido said, and then returned his gaze to the ground.
“Yeah,” Link said, “you know you actually remind me of something.”
Mido looked back up, curious.
“Oh yeah, a pig. You look like a little ugly pig, with patches of mud all over you. Like a pig trying to be a person!” Link’s eyes fired up at the boy in front of him, and he felt satisfaction at the insult that he must have thought up for years now.
Mido stood up. “Who are you? I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve that! Explain yourself!”
Link cornered him. Mido was about half his size. “You truly do not know me? Ha ha ha! Oh, now you can feel what it is like to be on the receiving end of abuse when you don’t know what you’ve done to deserve it! How delightful!” Link laughed loud and pushed Mido harshly, so Mido landed against the forest wall behind him.
Link pulled one of his leather gauntlets off his hand and held it out, and then Mido’s eyes widened before Link smacked him across the face with his gauntlet.
“Ow! What is wrong with you! I’m just a little kid!”
“I’m sure you have been around longer than I have, Mido! You don’t like being bullied?” Link whacked him a few times, back and forth across the face, until Mido was crying. Mido sank to his knees, sobbing, covering his head with his arms as Link smacked him with his gauntlet.
What am I doing, Link thought, putting his gauntlet back on his hand. Nevertheless, he pulled out his old slingshot that was barely large enough to fit in his hand. He didn’t think he wanted to injure Mido, but he felt angry and wanted to make Mido feel the way he felt.
Mido ran around through the woods as Link chased him with stealth, aiming his old slingshot at the boy. Age had certainly improved his aim, though the slingshot was awkward in his adult hands.
“Ow!” Mido yelped when he was hit in the butt by a deku seed. Link laughed and shot at Mido again.
Over and over, Link shot at Mido and Mido shouted out many ow’s, frantically trying to escape. At last, Link had Mido cornered and Mido was crying, begging him to stop.
“Can’t we talk about this? Why do you attack me?” Mido sobbed on his knees before Link. His face was red and wet with pitiful tears and he was tiny. Link felt a pang of guilt but found himself pressing on.
“You were cruel to me when I was a kid! Don’t you remember me, you ugly pig of a child?” Link’s voice was bitter and gritty when it came out.
All of the hurt he thought about, he felt now. Mido would make fun of him for not being a Kokiri, chase him around and taunt him, take the ladder to his tree house away as a joke, refuse Link food rations on occasion, force Link to do all kinds of manual labor around the village, shove Link out of the way just because he felt like it… oh the offenses went on and on. But then Link thought about them, and they were certainly mean things to do, but perhaps they weren’t grounds for Link to grow into an adult and hurt Mido. Link wasn’t sure whether he wanted to antagonize Mido or mend their relationship. Link felt like crying also, and he crouched down in front of the crying Mido.
“I’m Link. I’m the boy you tormented when I grew up here. But now I see that I’m better off than you, because you’ll always be just a little boy, and I have become a man.”
Mido eyed him in terror and sniffled.
Link grinned wickedly down at Mido. “You must wonder what it’s like to be grown up, and to be able to do things with women, and you’ll never know! It must be truly pitiful to be you.” Link laughed an evil laugh that made him think the goddesses had a good reason to not give him a voice in the first place.
“Do you want to know what it is like to be a man?” Link towered over Mido and looked him in the face. Mido was pale and his forehead dripped with sweat. The boy was trembling before him.
“Link…” he was trying to say, “Link, I’m so sorry. If you knew how much those things I did haunted me.”
“I haunt you!” Link cried, searching through his pack. “Well now I will truly haunt you, little Mido!”
“I feel terribly bad about what I did! You disappeared from our forest, and I thought, surely you will die, and I treated you so awfully!”
Link retrieved his new Longshot from his pack and held it in front of Mido’s face. “If you try to run, I will aim this guy right at your cowardly back! And it will smart much worse than deku seeds! Now, where is that ocarina... and where is that fairy of mine? I shall demonstrate what it is that I have, that you will never have!”
Navi emerged from Link’s hat, moving slower than usual, as Link produced his blue ocarina.

“I must call Saria, Navi!” Link declared, and at once played Saria’s song. Navi sighed the low, sad sigh of a defeated fairy and floated near Link’s ocarina. Mido opened his mouth to say something but Link put a finger to Mido’s lips indicating that he wanted Mido to be silent. Navi made connections in the air waves as Link finished the tune and listened.
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