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Shadow Princess [Closed]

Syrrus

Wishful bard
The castle was a dark mutation of the original. The spires pointed towards the sky like piercing arrows and an ominous cloud always covered the shines of the moon. The torches decorating the walls seemed empty of light and threw a dead grey shine over the cold stone walls. Narrow steps slithered their way up the tallest tower to be met by a black oak door, shut and locked so no one but the Master of the castle may enter. Inside this locked up room stood a tall mirror without reflection. The mirror showed nothing but pure blackness and from time to time a ripple could be seen, almost as if someone was throwing a stone into a calm lake.


It was then the surface split, and like pulling you through tar a figure appeared. He seemed to be in a hurry, for it was clearly a he and he looked a lot like someone he wasn’t supposed to be. Stepping out of the mirror the creature moved like a ghost over the hard stone floor and with narrow eyes vanished in under a crack in the door. “I will Master… I will…” He said as he moved like a shadow through the castle.
 
Zelda had been walking around the garden, taking her time on her way to Impa's room. She had a strong passion for her garden, and even though it wasn't her job, she liked to tend to it. Zelda hummed an ancient song, and caught herself thinking of Link. She wondered where he was, and how he was doing. It worried her to think about how easily he could be slaughtered while fighting out there. The garden was like her safe haven, allowing her to drift from those thoughts for a while. She tried to focus on the mystic plants that lie in her garden. Yet, her thoughts were interrupted by an odd sound coming from the castle.


Sensing a dark presence, she immediately turned around. At first, she couldn't clearly see anything. But she knew something evil had entered the castle. She began to run as fast as she could to Impa's room. Yet, she didn't even make it inside of the castle before the dark presence stopped her. It was quick, and terrifying. Zelda couldn't even turn around to see her intruder because of the strange force keeping her locked in one position. As if she was paralyzed, she could only move her eyes. Calling for help was impossible at this point. The castle door was only a few feet away, but there was no chance for her to get inside.
 
With one movement of his hand he managed to lift the Princess of Hyrule above the ground. He was hiding, hiding in the deep darkness of a shadow. It was easier that way, would the sun catch him. He did not know what would happen, would the light reach his skin, but he had heard from his master that it was not going to be a gentle stoke across the cheek.


He looked at her with curious eyes from his hiding place, almost like a baby looking around for the first time, taking it all in. Her hair was made of liquid gold and her cheeks were rosy and light, not grey like his. He moved his hands once more, using a gift his master had gave him to cast shadows through the room, blocking all sources of light as he stepped out of his corner, but refused to take his eyes of her.


Her eyes were blue, not at all black like his own, and her cloths… like the purest white and sweetest pink, with the deepest blue and most perfect gold. Not dark like his. He would permit her to speak, wishing to hear what his catch was going to say, before shipping her of to his world of darkness. But he made sure that the heavy shadows surrounding them both wouldn’t let any noise out just as it wouldn’t let any light in.


“I am Link, the great hero of Hyrule.”
 
She felt herself become lifted off her feet by the presence, and became even more afraid. The presence was what looked like a person, and he was looking deep into her eyes. He looked... like Link. But, Zelda knew it wasn't. It couldn't be.


Once he spoke to her, she felt relief in her throat and knew she could speak now. And she did have quite a bit to say to this man. But first, she decided to let him know that she wouldn't be fooled by this "Link" act.


"You're not Link! You.. You're evil. I know what the Hero looks like, and you're not him," She snapped, her voice demanding. Anger began pulsing through her body. This thing thought it could impose as Link, and Zelda didn't like that. That was an insult to her beloved Hero and she would not stand for it.
 
“Oh but I am Link… I am the true hero of Hyrule.” The shadow began to grin, from ear to ear a big and toothy grin. It didn’t matter what the princess thought, he knew he was right because his master had told him so. He stepped backwards back into the darkness and the shadows covering the wall moved like a giant wave up and downwards towards the Princess, and it swallowed her whole.


The next thing he knew, after running through tunnels of darkness, he was standing back in his master’s castle and inside one of the main chambers none the less. He didn’t have to wait long either, till the Princess of Light joined him, being spit out by a shadowy pit in the middle of the floor. “Welcome home Princess…” He said, sitting down on top of nothing, floating in the air. “Can I get you something, you will be here for quite a while, after all.”
 
Her mind was jostled from the sudden shift in environment. Everything happened so fast, she became dizzy and confused. Nonetheless, she stood up and brushed herself off. The princess took in her surroundings and made eye contact with the shadow man. His distasteful grin made her nauseous, and angry. Now all she could think of was Link again, and how he has an important job to do. But now, once he hears about what happened to her, he will try to save her instead. It's what he always does. Zelda didn't need help, though. She would figure this out on her own. She just had to figure out how to get out of here before Link tried to.


She decided to play this out in a way that would be to her advantage. Zelda is a beautiful princess after all, and who wouldn't be easily swayed by her beauty and lust? She calmed herself down a little, and put on a sweet smile. "I'm fine, thank you," She said, in the softest voice she could muster. She approached the dark shadow, and stood closely in front of him, with her hands gracefully crossed in front of her. "Maybe you are a hero after all. You saved me from that wretched castle, didn't you?" Zelda asked him.
 
Dark knew what she was trying to do, instantly; for he didn't believe his own lie. Her voice was very nice though, it wasn't often someone spoke to him in a kind manner, to tell the truth: No one ever had. “I'm flattered, but I think you know too well why you are here. My master wanted me to bring you, for his work is far too important for him to do it himself. ”


Dark grinned at her and tilted his head. He was no hero, but he was Link. “And you wouldn't want me to have you locked up in chains. Master would permit it, would you be too difficult to maintain...” He jumped higher up into the air, sitting and swaying from side to side. “I'll ask again: Can I get you anything? Water and bread perhaps?” He chuckled at his own joke. However, a loud noise could he heard from another part of the castle, causing the shadow to flinch in fear. Terrified that his master would be angry with him for what ever reason and beat him like he always did.
 
Suddenly she became even more angry. How could he know her that well? She blushed a little from embarrassment, but still attempted to keep her cool. Crossing her arms, she said "I told you I didn't want anything. And what does your 'Master' want from me?" Although she probably knew the answer, she still asked him. Usually she was captured to lure in Link. But, this shadow man thinks he is Link. Maybe he doesn't know?


Zelda was becoming anxious and worried. She really didn't want Link to try to save her and risk his life more than he needs to. Before even realizing, she was pacing the hallway with an angry look on her face. This 'keeping her cool' plan wasn't really working. Then, she heard a sudden sound coming from an unknown place, and stopped. She looked down the hallway, trying to see past the shadow in her way.
 
Dark pointed at the back of his left hand, smirking to himself. “I'll give you a guess, princess. He needs three.” The shadow snickered gleefully. He seemed rather comfortable when watching the Princess of Light in a foul mood. He didn't seem worried about any hero coming to save her either, maybe because it wasn't his problem. His problems would come once the hero had won, his Master tended to enjoy punishing his minions when nothing else had gone right.


“Listen princess. I understand that you don't want to be here, I do. But there's nothing I can do. I enjoy life just as much as the next guy, after all.” It would be easy for him to get her out of the castle, but it wouldn't be easy to hide from his own King, who probably would be more than furious would he be caught. “You might as well make yourself comfortable, this place isn't that bad once you get used to it.” Dark folded his arms across his chest.
 
'This place isn't bad'? If this place didn't seem bad to him, she didn't want to know what did. She rolled her eyes in response. This guy really had some sass. He surely didn't know how to properly treat a princess.


Zelda examined the dull grey walls that surrounded her, and wondered how long she would be stuck here. "What are you waiting for anyway? Aren't you going to escort me somewhere?" She asked, her hands now on her hips. She eyed him heavily, waiting for an answer. Looking at him, she couldn't help but think of his resemblance to Link. He was an exact replica, other than the difference in colour. His eyes always reminded her of reality though. They were too dark and evil to be a part of Link.
 
“I just did.” Dark grinned at her and leaned back against an invisible wall. “Don’t think I just transported here with help of dark magic so I could take your hand and bring you somewhere else. That would have been a waste.” Dark yawned loudly and landed neatly on the floor, showing exactly how much taller than she he was. “You could always try to leave, the door is right there… Though the corridor is a never ending corridor, so you might be walking forever.” He tilted his head teasingly as he eyed her up and down. “And the monster in this castle will probably not be as gentle as I when they notice such a pretty little thing roaming the castle.”


The load howling and growling noises that echoed through the castle could give even the bravest nightmares. Dark thought the exact same thing about bird song and children playing. The ominous chanting could even give him a cold shiver up his spine. Even though the room the Princess was forced to stay in was almost empty, it looked a lot better than the other parts of the castle, with its cages, chains and undead decorating the walls. She was lucky.
 
Her face turned red as she noticed his eyes roaming all over her body. His words made her cringe. This was certainly no way to talk to a princess. She curled her hands into fists as she thought about punching him in the face. Her limit was almost being reached. "I wouldn't let any monster, and especially not you, even lay a hand on me," She growled, closing the space between them to make her point clear.


She walked towards a corner and leaned her back against the cold, brick wall. Sliding down, she sat on the floor in a graceful manner. She didn't want to let her princess-nature slip away, whatever little was left.


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He bite after her and began snickering to himself. “Good attitude. Though I heard you where suppose to be sweet and oh so understanding. Not a girl with attitude-problems, but hey, we can't all be perfect!” He began laughing and started to hover above the floor, getting higher and higher into the air, soon reaching the roof. “But seeing as you are so fantastic at staying calm and so sure no one will lay their hand on you. I'll leave, but remember, without me here nothing will keep the creatures at bay...”


He then vanished into a cloud of dark smoke, leaving the princess all alone in the dark room.


The room’s walls began to twist and contort, as if made from tough flesh with no bone structure beneath. They began to undulate, expanding and contracting as if the building were breathing – and the sounds emanating from it seemed to suggest exactly that… Then, just as suddenly as this life was poured into the prison, all light blinked out in in an instant and the sound with it. The wall fell away into the shadow that had come, but the floor remained… damp, now. Filled with water, which had not always been there – but somehow never arrived. The room was not a room at all any more, but a misty moor. From the mud and the muck shapeless, unknowable things began to creep around in the pitch blackness, hissing; snapping their invisible teeth. Laughing.
 
"H-Hey!" She shouted, just after the shadow man disappeared. The room made her feel dizzy from all of the twisting and turning, and it was hard to stand up. Her vision was becoming blurred and distorted, and she felt sick to her stomach. Zelda couldn't tell if what she was experiencing was real or not. She put herself together anyways, and used all of her strength to stand up. Barely being able to keep her balance, she started towards the door. That was when everything went dark. The sudden change in light scared her, and she stopped in her tracks immediately. She could feel her feet becoming wet, along with the bottom of her dress.


A faint growl was heard. Zelda's breathing was becoming shorter, and faster. Adrenaline was pumping through her body, and fear was taking over her mind. The sounds of this creature were becoming louder. It was getting closer. She refused to move. There was a chance it couldn't hear her, or maybe it couldn't see her. She thought if she didn't move, it would be like she wasn't there. But every second she spent waiting made her even more terrified. She closed her eyes, and tried to think, and calm down. The events happening may not even be real. This could all be some big trick to try to get her to cave in. Ganondorf wouldn't have her killed... He needed her. She was one of the three who contained the triforce piece. That's right. They wouldn't let her die-- Zelda's thoughts were interrupted by the painfully loud scream of the creature who was now only a few feet away. Possibly closer. She stood her ground, and wouldn't move. She felt her body become entangled in something she couldn't identify. The creature lifted her into the air, squeezing the life out of her.
 
And out from the shadows he ran, holding a sword high and a shield low. With one strong swing and with a loud: “HYAA!” The beast gripping the princess with all it's force vanished into smoke, almost as if it exploded into tin air. Screaming with a voice created out of pure nightmare. This of course caused the princess to fall out of a grip that no longer existed and by throwing his weapon and his shield to the ground, the one who saved her caught her in his arms, holding her close against a chest which was cold to the touch.


Dark looked down at the princess with his head tilted. “See... It didn't even take a second til the castle tried to devour you. There is no light here princess.” He waited silently, not even certain if she could hear him. “This world will hurt you the same way your world hurts me.”


The room slowly twisted back to what it once looked like, a dark and empty space. But Dark made it twist around again, creating a completely new space.


A chamber was created out of the darkness. A tall four post bed with heavy curtains touching the wooden floor, a ornate mirror, a decorated table and a detailed couch. Even a window appeared by the bedside, with the view of a pearly white moon in a forever black sky. Gently, Dark put the princess down upon the bed, propping her head up against a black silk cushion.
 
Zelda had somehow became unconscious during her experience with the unknown monster. The last thing she could remember was a loud battle call from the familiar shadow man. She could only differentiate his voice from Link's because it was somewhat deeper, along with other small differences that she couldn't describe. Although, if she hadn't met the shadow man earlier, she most likely would have thought it was Link. Once the princess awoke, she found herself in a different setting. The room was different, and more comfortable. Was that dangerous act of risking her life something she was rewarded for? The bed she lied on was almost as comfortable as her own, and the ability to see outside made her more relaxed. Zelda sat up, and stretched out her arms. She noticed the detailed furniture now, and was becoming more curious as to why this was all happening. Was she still in Ganon's Kingdom? This room could almost be mistaken for a room in her own castle. Zelda then realized the fact that something must have placed her here, since she had no memory of even gazing upon this room. Even thinking about that dark figure touching her made her feel sick.


Then, she noticed the shadow. All of her previous, nice feelings had been swept away in that very second. Any hope that she was safe, was gone. She glared into his black eyes, and looked over his similar outfit to Link's. Zelda let out an irritated sigh, and rolled her eyes. "So... Are you going to explain why all of this is here?" She directed her hands towards the new furniture.
 
Dark's blissful expression was replaced by pure annoyance. He frowned angrily at the princess and folded his arms as he began to hover up into the air, like he seemed to do at all time when he was either annoyed, frustrated or feeling like a superior being. “You could at least pretend to be grateful, Highness-of-roll-your-eyes, I just saved your from a dark being.” He spun around and flew quick as a piercing arrow towards the sofa and vanished inside its shadow before reappearing on top of it, one leg over the other but his arms still crossed. “And if you don't like what I just made for you.” He gestured with his arms towards everything excising in the space of the room. “Then I can easily get you back to that dusky swamp.”


Sure, the princess hadn't asked to be kidnapped and taken from her own kingdom. But Dark hadn't asked to kidnap her, or even be made in the fashion he had. It had been rather painful, and his creature was far from kind. There was no support to fain from that evil King. Not that Dark needed it, he was used to stand on his own. This was why the other creatures that served under the King of Evil also listened to Dark, would the king not already have given them something to do, that is.
 
She felt a little guilty now, from what she just said. The man was right. He didn't have to give her this luxury, but he did anyway. It was in her nature to be kind to those who do kind to others, and maybe this was an example of that. Although, he did also capture her and bring her away from her castle, and family. She didn't really know what to do. "No... No, this is nice," She said, nearly smiling. The princess brought her eyes toward his, and was now sincere. "Thank you," She couldn't look at him for long, because it felt too odd to her. Golden blonde hair blocked her eyesight, before she pushed it out of the way. The blanket that was atop of her was soft, and out of boredom, she felt the fabric in her hands. No one of Ganon's descendants would perform acts like this.


"Why did you do this for me?" She asked, quickly directing her view to the shadow. She needed an answer to these strange acts of kindness. Her curiosity was far too strong to not say anything. Besides, Zelda had no idea how long she would be in this room. So she might as well spark conversation with the only other being in the room. She still had to figure out a means of escaping, and he could have some valuable information.
 
“You're welcome...” He mumbled, nervously. He hoped his kind didn't hear any of their conversation or wouldn't go completely insane if he knew what his prime servant had done. Dark wasn't sure of why he had done it either. Maybe it was to make sure she felt comfortable enough not to try and escape, which would cause him a great pain. Or maybe it was because he was lonely and he believed giving her all this would cause her to stay and keep him company. Not that she would. No one would be friendly to a shadow for very long, for he wasn't a real person. He was just a shadow.


“Because I thought making you comfortable would make it easier for you to be here. I get it, you don't want to; but I have no choice. You have to stay here.” He nodded but didn't explain why. It was important that no one knew why. Not why she had to stay, but why he insisted in making her feel as if it wasn't all that bad. Maybe he thought it would make him feel more comfortable. He had no problem with the Moblins, or any other annoying creature that worked under the Dark King. But they weren't really good conversation partners either. Nor would he tell her why he had to keep her in the castle, for that was something he didn't want to think about.
 
She thought about his answer. He wants to make her comfortable. But, in Ganon's eyes, that really isn't necessary. She was going to escape either way. Though, she did enjoy the luxury for the time being. It seemed as though this being doesn't always follow the rules he is given. Maybe that's a bad sign. It could be to her advantage soon enough. If she can somehow get the shadow onto her side, he could help her. He was already beginning to seem warmed up to her. At least, it wasn't like he didn't enjoy her company.


Moving the soft blanket to the side, she stood up from the bed, standing in front of the shadow man. She felt superior now, as she was taller than he was sitting down. "There's something you're not telling me," She said, squinting at the man. Zelda leaned her shoulder against a bed post, and crossed her arms. The shadow was most likely hiding something, and if he really did feel comfortable with her, she would eventually figure it out.
 
“Listen, princess... Call me Dark.” He quickly got up from his seat, walking around the room very slowly and with long steps, almost as if he couldn't control his legs properly. How would he make the woman stay off his case? If she didn't he simply would have to leave her alone, or at least pretend that he had. Hiding in the shadows was easy enough for someone who was made for it. “Listen, there is things I am not telling you, this is true. But it's to save my own skin, alright? I kind of value life no matter how dark... hehe... how dark it is.” He folded his arms again and stopped in his strange walk when he stood but a few inches away from her, looking down.


“You are Light, princess, I am darkness. Do you know what happens to a shadow when it's hit by light?” He asked, eying her up and down but this time with a slight worry in his eyes. Almost as if he was making sure there was no possibility she could use her 'light' in a place like this. Ganondorf had told him it was impossible... And Ganon had confirmed it. Dark quickly looked out the window at the moon, hoping to what ever gods waits within the emptiness his world that no one could hear them.
 
Her eyes followed his figure as he walked, until their eyes met and he was much closer than usual. He had a point, that the consequences of spilling information to her could be bad for him. But Zelda believed that she could potentially convince him to join her own side and not have to face the consequences of his evil leader. She lifted her chin to be at an even level of eye contact with the shadow, "Okay, 'Dark'. Please do explain to me what happens when light meets darkness." She lifted a brow in curiosity. Though it was mostly a tease, as she wasn't all that curious.


The princess began to wonder why she had been speaking to a man of his nature this way, and couldn't really answer herself. She is catching herself teasing him, as if they were children at school. It began to scare her somewhat, the chances that he could have some effect on her. Hopefully she won't let herself slip under his control. Could simply speaking to Dark make her have this much trouble with controlling herself?
 
“It would make it vanish.” Dark said, slowly and raised an eyebrow. It was obvious, wasn't it? Or had she never seen how a shadow of a tree hides from the sun til it completely vanishes? It made him rather somber just to think about. This was the only world where he could be safe from the hellish light that would destroy him utterly and completely. Dark moved across the floor like a ghost and started to stair up into the roof. He only had his King, without him Dark would have been nothing, a shadow trapped under it's owners feet. But was he truly blessed or cursed?


The conclusion still stood, he could never help the princess for he was not that part of the hero, he was the part which needed Hyrule in darkness before he could save it, and even then saving it would only be a fools choice for someone like him. Link was lucky, utterly so. But Dark was not, and never would be.
 
His dark eyes loathed as he spoke about the vanishing of darkness. Was he afraid of her? That she might make him 'vanish'? A smirk rose from her mouth as she thought about the possibility. "I suppose because I am the Princess of Light that I could possibly... make you vanish then?" Zelda asked, closing her eyes to add to her comment. Dark and herself we're complete opposites. It seemed so simple... if she could somehow manage to reveal a form of light, she could have a chance at escaping the dreadful kingdom she has been trapped in.


But then, she remembered something. Without Dark, the kingdom was nothing but evil, diminishing her eyesight with blackness, and bringing all of her worst nightmares to life. It angered her to think that he had that much control over what happens to her. She opened her eyes halfway, glaring at the shadow.
 
The apparition grinned - the formless folds of its shadowy face peeling back to reveal a fanged smile, the teeth of which were blackened with decay. It began to pace around the Princess, the red glow of its eyes observing her with condescending amusement.


"It is never so simple. Surely you must also see" the Shadow uttered, mockingly, "that without the shadow - the dark - light holds no Power? No meaning? Without darkness you are ill-defined, scion of Light. You are without outline... without form. Destroy me and my ilk and you are nothing." it cackled raucously, throwing its head back and allowing its laughter to echo off of the cell walls. Her naivete was almost endearing. Almost.


"Destroy the World of Shadow, and you will be nowhere. I would advise against such rash actions..."
 

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