Tearing The Soul (Ganondorf, Ilia, Dark)

[Dark Link]

Dark ignored the blistering heat and the sand that pelted at his skin. It was night, so the heat was fading. He didn't really care. He had tracked Ilia down to this spot, and he could sense her near-by. There was also someone else, a familiar evil.

"Ilia? Where are you?"

[Ilia]

"D..Darkie!"
She tried to run to him, a large, cold hand tugging at her wrist. She couldn't let him be harmed. Her heart was tearing in two. First Link, then Dark Link. How could he torment her like this?

[Ganondorf]

He smirked, gripping her wrist tight enough to hear her whimper. He chuckled, releasing her and letting her body sink into the sand. If Link couldn't win, then neither could Dark.

"You pathetic girl, I'll have you my servant before I let anyone take you."

[Dark Link]

"Ilia? Is that you?"

Dark could see nothing with the harsh desert winds blowing thick sand everywhere. He drew his sword and shield and raced towards where he thought the voice had called out from.

[Ganondorf]

He smirked, watching Dark approach. Ilia rested before him on her knees, bowing to him. He chuckled once more, holding a hand out.

"Come any closer and the darkness will swallow her..."

[Dark Link]

Dark stared at Ganondorf with red hatred-filled eyes.

"I know a thing or two about darkness. I've pulled myself out of it before, so don't think I can't do the same for her."

In truth, Dark was not all that confident. Ilia looked far gone already. But he wasn't about to let Ganondorf see his fear.

[Ganondorf]

"Then I will have to kill her...Unless you care enough to save her....."

He pulled the girl up by her hair, enjoying her soft whimpers and tears. She was young, so she wouldn't want to die.

[Dark Link]

"I will not walk away, wizard. What would you do with her if I left? Make her your pet? Twist her with your foul magic?"

There were fates worse then death. Dark knew this. Still, he felt a cold chill grip him at the thought of Ilia dying.

[Ganondorf]

His hand wrapped around her neck, pulling her hair back with the other one. He could make her almost anything. She was nothing, but a puppet to him. He smirked as she kicked at him.

"Choose, Dark...Life or death.."

[Dark Link]

"I choose her life...and your death."

Dark pointed his sword at Ganondorf and pulled his shield up close to his chest. Part of this was to defend his heart and neck, but mostly it was to hide his mouth from the wizard as he whispered a spell frantically.

[Ganondorf]

He smirked, dropping Ilia's body. The curse was almost completes, her losing her real life. After her last breath would fall, she would become nothing but a shadow, a slave for Ganandorf.

"Nothing can stop this curse..It will separater you both...forever"

[Dark Link]

Dark took a step forward. His portal had begun to open in the sand beneath Ilia. Would it be done in time? Would Ilia be able to fall through? Would Dark at least be able to hold back Ganondorf until the portal closed? Would sending Ilia away really help protect her from this strange curse that Ganondorf had placed upon her?

Dark had no answers, but he HAD to try something.

[Ganondorf]

He would turn. His chuckles echoed. Nothing would be left but his voice, though Dark kknew he was after Ilia.

"Pathetic. I'll kill her as she stands...you cannot love, Dark."

[Dark Link]

The spell completed, and the portal opened up beneath Ilia. Dark did not even bother waiting to see if she would sink through. He charged forward at Ganondorf, swinging his sword at the dark wizard with all his might.