First of all, I don't own the legend of Zelda. I can keep wishing though…

Anyway, this is something I wrote quite a while back and I'm wondering whether I should continue it or not…..and personally I think the chance is quite high that I will

Leaving a review would be nice though. It's that purple button at the end of the page, you know, the cute looking one ?

Well, enjoy the darkness

Darkness

Every interesting story has to have a villain, but sometimes it's not as black and white. Sometimes it's grey. A hero can be a villain, a villain a hero. Who is to judge? No one ever looks at things from the villain's point of view....

And why should they? A villain is a villain. The bad guy...But in war, there are no heroes nor villains... Just people, broken by rage, hatred, fear and hurt.

What if a hero goes insane, a princess get pregnant from a loony and the villain turns out to be a good guy?

This couldn't be happening to him, it was outrageous. He was the hero of time, heh, according to some people...If they could only see him now.

Darkness surrounded him, the once great knight in shiny armour, hidden in the darkest pit of the castle, shut of from the people he should be protected. But he no longer provided protection, no...they were being protected from him.

iand you should just have killed them all, you could have gotten away with it i He started screaming to shut the voice in his head up, but it wasn't working. Outside his door he could hear the guards becoming restless, chuckling, poking each other while making fun of him. He could clearly hear one say: he's at it again...hahah

He moved his hands up his ears trying to shut them out, put his hands up his now dirty hair, while kneeling down. He had never been in such agony before...

They locked him up, after all he had done for them, and after all he had gone through for them....Even she had locked him away. Again he screamed out in agony, not able to stop his thought pattern.

He knew he couldn't blame him; he would have done so himself if it was another person. but you're not just some person the little voice in his head said. Breathing down deep, he managed to calm himself down enough to refrain from screaming out yet again.

So this was insanity....

It scared him....For the line between good and evil had been so easily breached, at least, according to them...But what was he supposed to do? He couldn't just walk away after all he had learned? Some pathetic hero he was. In the end, he couldn't even safe himself from falling down this pit of despair, let alone safe anyone else.

Hours slipped past him, and he had long lost count. Not that it mattered anymore; there was nothing left in this world for him to do. No meetings, no one to save, no training, nothing...Just darkness...

Trying to fall asleep had proven to be futile, his mind kept drifting back to her. She made you like this, she's the enemy the voice screamed at him, but he knew she was not. She cared for him...at least, he thought she did. Otherwise they would have executed him by now. Would she come to visit him again? He doubted it, what good would it do to visit an insane person?

Outside his door he heard the guards sit up straighter and small delicate footsteps echoed through his room again. iSo she's here again, watching you like her own perverted sick experiment He managed to ignore it for now. In a futile attempt to look presentable he ran his fingers through his hair, but that wouldn't do him any good...

Through the small window in the door he could see her eyes, staring into his, looking for answers. Why.....Why did you do what you did? Fierce blue eyes returned her questioned stare; he at least hadn't lost that alongside with his mind. He could always hear her whisper the unspoken question, the forbidden one...

He half mindedly listened while she babbled about the weather, small politics but he cut her off after 10 minutes. Zelda.....He softly said, Why are you here? Here...with me.....

You don't belong here, and you're not just here to talk about the weather....Why are you really here? Not trusting her own ears she took quite some time to think up a response. It had been months since he last talked to her, other then screaming seemingly random noises just to block her off...

You're back was all she could utter, but before she could properly process what just happened he spoke up again. I never was gone....I just lost control...

I know, she said while holding the candle a bit higher, the light shining in his eyes. I know for I've been watching you regain control all along....