TheLOLChicken

**Depending on how far you are in the game, this fan-fiction will most likely present spoilers!! You've been warned!** Link's eyes widened at the feel of Ghirahim's body on his, and his breath hitched in his throat, making him cough. Instinctively he made a move to turn around, face his opponent, and maybe even get a good slash in with his sword. But, as though he was reading Link's mind, Ghirahim's arms lashed out, binding Link's wrists effectively. The demon lord's touch on Link's wrists was like ice, sending his arms into spasms of pain. For a moment Link was convinced that his skin was freezing, and after glancing down to confirm that no

What greeted my criticizing stare as I cautiously watched the entrance of this room was a mere boy. A child. What in Hylia's name would someone so delicate be doing inside of a temple filled with demons? How did he even manage survival in the company of my army and darkness wreaking havoc in here? Aside from my surprise at his stature and human appearance, I suppose I could further describe this young one's appearance as distraught, ragged, and honorably determined for whatever reason. No matter. He's rather short for his age, with moderate length dark blond hair, long pointed ears, and garbed in green with hints of chainmail here and there.