Opia: Hmmm... I'm back! Sorry for being gone for a while. I had mild depression and writer's block. (very bad combination . ) This is Dark Link's point of view, he's talking to Link...but you can't hear what Link's saying! Yeah... just an idea that popped into my head while I was putting away dishes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda or anything to do with it.

Do you know me?

Hey Hero...
Hero, are you listening to me?
Whoa! Put away that sword!
I'm not here to fight!
I mean it.
Come on, trust me this once!
Fine. Here take my sword.
See? I don't want to fight.
What do I want then? Well...
I want you to listen.

Hero... do you know who I am?
Dark Link, yes... but that's not what I mean.
Do you know me?
My interests?
My dreams?
My feelings?
I don't have any you say?
Why?
Is it because I am your shadow?
Because I was made by Ganondorf?
Or is it because I'm evil?
What is evil?
Yes I am asking you! What is evil to you?
Hurting innocents?
Killing people without remorse?
No morals?
You call me evil.
Then why don't I fit those descriptions?
The only person I have ever fought is you,
And can you really call yourself an innocent?
I would feel terrible if I killed you.
Stop laughing, it's true.
And I probably have more morals than you do.
Name them? You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Why, then, did I want to kill you?
A dream and an empty promise.
Ganondorf told me that if I killed you he would grant me my wish.
What wish? ...
You wouldn't understand...
Fine, if you insist.
I wished to be alive.
See, I told you you wouldn't understand...

Hero?
Could I ask you a favor?
Tell me...
What is it like to feel the breeze in your hair?
The crunch of leaves under your feet?
The warmth of another's skin?
Tell me...
What is it like to love and be loved?
To have friends?
Stop looking at me like that Hero.
Please, just answer my questions
...
Sounds wonderful...
Thank you... I'll be leaving now...
Wait? What for?
Oh, you don't get it, I see.
I am not alive,
I merely exist.
I will exist 'till the end of time.
And because I am not living...
I don't... no...
I... can't feel...
Die...
Or love...
I can't change either...
I'm stuck with the emotions I was created with...
Anger,
Lust,
Jealousy,
Hatred,
Sadness...
Don't, that look is worse than before.
Pity... I don't need it.
Save it for a different sob story.

That's it.
That's all I wanted.
Go back to your friends.
I'll leave you in peace.
But if you ever want to sharpen your blade...
You know where to find me.
Remember...
Enjoy your life.
It is a luxury not all can have.
Good bye... Link...

Opia: Woot... Please R&R