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I know darks and evil creatures that come from the darkness. One of the people I’m closest to is a dark, and not just any dark but my shadow. Other than that , though, I could never really figure out who “Dark Link” is because from the way the others talk about him, he’s not just a copy of them from a mirror bringing their shadows to life, but rather as an entirely separate entity. Trust me, I asked.
“He’s an absolute monster!”
“The dude’s like… super frickin’ creepy.”
“...I’d rather not talk about him”
“He killed me. Twice!”
“He seemed to really like trees. Or… one tree in the middle of a pool of water.”
“I already told you about my scar, right?”
The most interesting people to hear from were Sky and Wild, who had never even seen the man up to this day.
"Well, from what the others have said, I'd think he's a gigantic, horrifying beast that has the legs of a horse, tentacles on his back, blood red eyes!"
"So… a Lynel?"
"Kind of?"
"Oh, well, I think he looks like this:"
When he put on the outfit (it had the dark Grey skin, night black tunic, blood red eyes and snow white hair that the others have talked about a lot), my first thought was "Oh, so nothing like Shade." Meanwhile, Sky ended up flinching and backing away while the others drew their swords and pointed it to their poor comrade's neck until he removed the costume, so it seemed like that was the most accurate representation of the terrifying "Dark Link".
But still, what if he wasn't like that? That’s what had me curious. I mean, it’d make sense, too. There’s more than one Link in different places all at once and some of them probably look way different from their first encounters with him. Plus, what if he was like Shadow in which he decided that he’s his own person and doesn’t choose to look like a Link anymore? So many questions, I actually want to meet him.
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Oh….
Oh………………..
“Wow, by...Hylia…”
Okay, his appearance was surprising, at least to me it seems. And not in a monstrous tentacle-lynel way, but like…
“ Heroes , I’m so excited to pound your brains into the ground .”
He’s hot.
Like…. Really hot.
I could hear the colors murmuring in my head, but I couldn’t focus on their words as I found my eyes tracing his muscular body, his hair falling perfectly over his face and when ruby red eyes pierce into my soul, I felt my breath leave me as he smirked evilly in my direction, yet I could only whimper in submission.
“It seems you’ve been staring at me quite a bit, Hero of Light.” He sneered, and I felt my heart thumping faster and faster as he got closer to me. “Is there anything you want to say to my face, shorty?”
I gulped, not even able to make a clever comeback to the comment on his height. My cheeks and ears burned the closer Dark got and I had to back up to prevent any... mishaps .
Before Dark could get any closer to me, however, the others were charging at him and they knocked him away with several arrows and their swords, causing him to jump into the air, wincing as he held his wounds.
The others fought, The group all attacking Dark and him retaliating with his shadows and by mirroring their moves. However, he was soon overpowered and forced to retreat back into the darkness from where he came from, leaving the group to look over wounds and check weapons as well as making sure that all items were in top condition.
One thing I had noticed during that fight, however, is that he never attacked me once.
“Four, are you okay?!” Wind scream-asked as he ran towards me, Twilight following close behind.
“Y-yeah.” I coughed. “I’m all good.”
“Are ya sure, kiddo?” Twilight questioned, disbelief clearly written on his face. “He got quite up in yer face there.”
“I’m fine, honest…”
‘Maybe a little more than fine…’ He heard Blue respond, his voice somewhat dreamy in his head.
“He didn’t touch a hair on my head.”
‘I wish he did’ Red, this time. My face flushed at that statement.
“Are you sick?”
“Oh, yer face is kinda red, Four.”
I put my hands on my cheeks, hoping that they'd help to cool them down. However, my face was too warm for my hands to do anything, only showing them that, yes, I was incredibly flustered.
Twilight observed me a moment before I saw his face contort into absolute horror when he realized why I was acting so weird.
“WAIT DID YOU LIKE WHEN HE DID THAT TO YOU?” Twilight yelled, catching the attention of the rest of the group, distant “what”s and “huh?”s echoed through the campsite.
I ran away as fast as I could into the trees where no one would see me.
We will never be able to live this down…
I couldn’t help but agree.