The Principles Pet

Disclaimer: I do not own legend of zelda!


Ok, i am back sooner than usual i know. Thank you for your reviews. Random in particular for such inspiring words! I will keep writing until this fic is done!

Um, a bit of warning...there is rape sort of in this chapter. it is nothing real big..but the situation still remains. I am not for rape in anyway especially of children, it is horrible. But Agahnim gets what he deserves. Bastard...yea, sorry so anyway read on and enjoy!


Brothers Part.2

”I made the mistake of running. I made the mistake of leaving my brother alone with him.” Link paused for a moment and looked over at Sheik who was starring off into space. Sheik noticed that Link had stopped talking and looked over at him.

”I’m sorry… I am boring you.”

”No no, Link please. I was just thinking about everything...please continue.” Link shook his head and continued.

~~~~~Link P.O.V~~~~~~

After that night things just became worse. I never knew what he did with our mothers body... I think Dark may know, but he would never tell me. He would always try to protect me from things that I guess would hurt my feelings.

I sometimes wish that she at least had a grave and a tombstone so that I could visit her and bring her flowers. I feel as if there was so much she had to say to me, but she never had the chance.

After about a month we got use to the new living arrangements. Or as use to it as we could. We no longer had a ride to school. If we miss the bus he made us walk.

All of mother’s things had disappeared. Her clothes, her jewelry, almost every trace of her existence were gone. The only things I had to remember her by were a pendent, her flute, and an old rusty sword. She gave them to me at different points in my life. The first thing she gave me was the flute, then the sword, and finally the pendant.

I remember mother telling me if I was going to lose something DON’T lose the pendant. It meant a lot to her meaning it meant a lot to me. So I kept it with me at all times. I think it made Dark a little jealous, but I always tried to keep it hidden under my shirt so he wouldn’t think I was flaunting it. I really wasn’t. I hoped that he realized it, especially since he worked so hard.

There were many nights where I couldn’t sleep. I would have nightmares of seeing my mother dying and it always shook me from my sleep. Whenever I woke up in the middle of the night Dark was never there so I had no one to comfort me… Sometimes I would stroke the pendent and it would always calm me down. There was something about it that made me feel safe.

After about a year Dark didn’t really go to school anymore. I would bring his homework home for him from school, but he rarely did it. He didn’t have time. He spent most of the day sleeping, or trying to sleep.
The only time he could get any sleep was when Agahnim was at work. And even with most of the afternoon to sleep, it still wasn’t as much as a normally person would need to function properly.

Whenever I got home from school he would be in the kitchen cooking for our father. Every morning he would be up early to cook breakfast for him as well… Agahnim told him not to ever cook for me, but sometimes he would wake up extra early and make me breakfast. He would bring it into my room and leave it next to my bed.

One time Agahnim caught him bringing food into my room. He was going to hurt me, but Dark again insisted upon taking the beating. He always did. Even when I begged him to let me receive the beatings I deserved he would refuse. He would always tell me, “No, you just focus on your school work and stuff. I was never good at it, at least you can go places.” He was always so supportive of me.

A few more years had passed and it was Darks and mine 10th birthday. We didn’t celebrate birthdays like we use to. Dark would sneak out of the house and buy me some candy…or I guess steal some candy from the liquor story around the corner. Either way it meant nothing to Agahnim, but I remember /it/ happening on our birthday; the day I felt that no one could ever love me…

I was in my room reading over my History textbook. It was the most boring of subjects, Hyrules History. I was starting to fall asleep until I heard a loud crashing coming from my fath… Agahnim’s room.

It startled me out of my sleep, but I didn’t think much of it. It was a nightly thing to hear our father stumble in drunk and take out his anger on Dark. But this time it was different. The crashing sound was louder than usual. It sounded like Dark was trying to fight back.

I rose from my desk, a little groggy, and stood near the connecting wall. I could hear fast footsteps getting louder and quieter followed by a slower paced heavier set of feet. It sounded like lamps were falling and dressers where being pushed over. I then heard him yell, “Stay still you little fuck!” My opens widened.

Agahnim was chasing him and Dark was running. He was trying to get away. Dark never ran before. He would take his beatings every night like a man, but tonight he was running. Was he scared? Was he trying to fight? Whatever the case was, to make Dark run meant it was something horrible. I couldn’t imagine anything worse than being beaten day after day. I thought I couldn’t…

I listened for a little longer and the running had finally stopped. It was silent for a moment and my heart stopped. I was praying that he didn’t kill him, but my thoughts were proven wrong when I heard Dark scream. It was such a horrid sound. I had never heard him scream like that before. Never.

”Please! I don’t want to do it! I don’t want it!” It made my heart sink. I knew what it was. And I couldn’t stand the thought of it. I had sat back and allowed his beatings and molestations of my brother to continue too long. It had to stop. I was going to put an end to it.

I ran over to my bed and from under it pulled out my sword. As primitive of a weapon it was, it was all I had. Mother gave it to me and told me I would use it one day, so I thought that this was that day.

I gathered what little courage I had and headed towards the room. I stood in front of the door with my sword in my left hand and turned the knob. (I figured there was no point in knocking). When I opened the door I nearly dropped the sword and fell to my knees in fear and disgust.

My brother naked, being held down on his hands and knees while Agahnim was standing behind him. He was screaming and thrashing his head violently trying to get away, but he gave no leeway. I was blinded by rage. All I could see was red. I was furious. I can’t even begin to explain how I felt when I saw my brother like that. Being treated like some sort of…animal! That evil monster!

I held up my sword and lunged at him blindly. I squeezed my eyes shut and hoped to stab my target, but when I came to a stop I opened my eyes and saw that my sword came no where near him. I managed to drive it right into the fallen dresser. I tried to pull it back out, but I was kicked away.

It is pathetic how weak I was…how weak I am. But I was glade that I had managed to at least get him away from Dark.

He started to come towards me leaving Dark trembling in fear on the bed. I close my eyes and was ready to take whatever I had to for my brother, just as he had done for me for me many times before.

I could feel his disgusting hands all over me. I could smell his breath thick with beer. I tried to curl myself up, but he pulled my legs down and stretched out my arms. He began to rip off my clothes mindlessly. Déjà vu.

He was yelling something at me, but I couldn’t really understand it. His words were far too slurred for me to decipher. Though my eyes were shut, I knew that I was completely naked. I felt so cold. His hands were cold. But I didn’t struggle.

There was a brief moment of silence. I didn’t feel his hands touching me, and I was tempted to open my eyes, but when I was about to I felt this horrible sharp pain run through my body.

I remember screaming so loudly. I couldn’t breathe. It felt like I was being impelled. I opened my eyes and saw that I was. That monster was inside of me. He did it. He… ruined me.

My mind began to whirl. I remembered having flash backs of my mother. I remember seeing her face. The feeling of her holding me and telling me that everything was going to be ok. Then I remember thinking of my brother. The mornings he brought me breakfast, the days he took care of me when I was sick. Everything he sacrificed for me so that I could have a half-way decent life.

I tried to think of everything but what was being done to me. And when I felt like my mind was ready to shut off I felt a very violently thrust followed by a heavy breathing. I slowly opened one eye and saw my him still leaning over me but his eyes where rolled into the back of his head. He looked pale and sickly. I then looked lower and saw the blade, my mother’s blade, driven through his chest.

Dark stood behind him holding the blade in place and with a quick twist he pulled the blade back and kicked him aside from me. His lifeless body fell to the side as blood began to drain from his wound.

I looked up at Dark who was visibly shaking. With what though, I am not sure. Anger, Sadness, Fear, Regret, or pure hatred. I don’t know, I will probably never know. But he was shaking enough to cause his body to collapse. He dropped the blade aside and wrapped his arms around me. I could hear him sniffling trying not to cry, but every sniff was followed by a shudder.

”I’m sorry Link. I’m sorry. I wasn’t fast enough. I am sorry…” He kept repeating it over and over begging me to forgive him. Of course I was thinking ‘what do you mean forgive you? You saved me.’ But I had difficulties in finding words. I was still somewhat in shock and in pain.

”It should have been me… You didn’t deserve any of this. It should have been me. I promised mother to watch over you and I failed.” He held me so tightly.

”I promise Link…I will never let anything like this happen again. I will protect you.” He held me a little longer and finally let go. He stood up and walked across the room to put on some pants. He then glanced over at our dead father and scowled.

I tried to stand up, but everything was hurting. He rushed over to me and helped me onto my feet.

”Link, I want you to go call the police. Can you do that for me?” He said. I looked at him oddly. To call the police would mean we would have to tell them that we killed our father. What would they do to us?

”But what if we go to jail?”

”Link don’t worry about that. If anyone is going to jail it is me because I did it, but please don’t worry about it. Just go get some clothes on and call the police. I will take care of everything else ok?” He had a look of urgency on his face, but I trust he knew what he was doing, so I did what he said and called the police.

After the police arrived Dark told me to wait in the other room. I still stayed close to listen.

”I am sorry son, to lose your mother and your father.” I heard one of the police officers say. I peeked through the door and saw our father lying on the ground with a blade of some sort in his hand. It wasn’t mothers though.

”He must have commit suicide.” Another officer said. He then looked over and saw me peeking through the door. “You kid, come in here we need to hear your side of the story.” I was scared. Dark told me to stay back, but my curiosity had gotten the best of me. I walked in slowly and saw Dark starring at me. He didn’t look mad, just a little disappointed. I think he wanted to spare me the trouble of telling the police everything I knew, because he knew it would make me uncomfortable. Such a caring person…

”Can you tell me what you know kid?” He asked setting his hand gently on my shoulder. I flinched a little and looked back over at Dark. Before I could talk Dark responded for me.

”He would beat us. He beat us a lot…and…and tonight he raped…me.” The police all dropped what they were doing and rushed over towards us. They all began to barrage us with questions. One of the cops began to yell over the crowd for them to calm down. We were then scooped up and placed into a police car. The police officer in the front turned back and looked at us.

”We are going to take you to a safe place, alright? No one is ever going to hurt you two again…”

~~~~~

”That new place was the orphanage. We were told that someone would adopt us and we could start over in a new home with a new family who would take care of us…who would love us, but every time someone showed interest in us they would read our records and quickly turn us away… No one wanted to deal with abused children. No one wanted to give us a home. No one wanted us.”

”Link…” Sheik placed his hand Link’s and began rubbing them lightly.

”But I kept going to school. I kept playing. I didn’t want to let that get in the way. When I started high school I met Zelda, and she became my closes friend. She didn’t judge me at all.”

Sheik smiled. He knew he was hard on his cousin Zelda, but she was a very good person deep down.

”I kept playing my flute and people started to pay me for doing it. I started to get gigs all around town and combined with the money that Dark got…which I am still not sure where he got it from, we were able to get a small place.” Link paused and looked around his home. “ It isn’t much, but it is ours. It is our home. It…was our home.” Link gave out a long sigh and looked over at Sheik who was starring right back.

”And…I guess that’s everything.” He blushed and looked away from Sheik. He felt a little nervous. Sheik was nearly silent through the whole story, but he was still here. The suspense was driving him nuts.

”So… Do you hate me now?” He finally asked. Sheik moved in closer and kissed Link gently on the lips. He then pulled away and saw that Link didn’t close his eyes.

”Link Redblade, I love you.” Sheik wrapped his arms around Link and he did the same. Sheik held Link through the night, not wanting to leave him alone.

Ok, so there you have it. The past, now onward to the future! Thank you for reading! Feel free to review!