Before The Storm

One Bad Night

WARNING: The beginning of this story is slightly matured content for blood and sexual references- reader discretion is advised.

Ghirahim was walking through the training yards of the Mage Academy late at night. It was the only time he could without being heckled by Bender and his buddies. As he walked be began to think about his best friend, Fi. The blue haired, bubbly girl he called Bluebird because she loved to sing and dance and her touch was light and airy as was her whole self. Everything about her was musical and happy no matter what misfortune befell her. She was his light in this darkness that he found himself in.

He thought about the many times that Bender, the upperclassman that taunted Ghirahim any chance he got, had talked about Fi or tried to make passes at her. Bender was a mean, slimy young man with dark hair and a smile as crooked as his intentions. Ghirahim hated him with all of his being and Bender hated Ghirahim for nothing more than the fact that he existed. Bender only needed someone to constantly beat and talk down to to keep his reputation as top dog of the Academy.

Ghirahim stopped, he heard a rustling through the bushes. He turned to see three shadowy figures dart across the yard and just over the hedges. The dim lantern light posted nearby reviled the cape of one of the figures to be green and purple, just like Bender's. Ghirahim followed the three escaping students with stealth, though they did not seem to notice anyone following them.

The trio lead Ghirahim to the City Library and Archives, owned by Fi's Grandfather. They also happened to live there. Bender and his lackies were not one for study in the first place and the fact that they were here this late in the night set Ghirahim's anger to a boil. He watched as they leapt up onto the rooftop and slid through a high window. Ghirahim recognized it as the window in Fi's bedroom.

He ran as fast as he could inside the front door and up to the bedroom. He heard struggling inside followed by low laughter and a female cry. Ghirahim tried to open the door but it was locked, he tried banging on the door but it was unusually strong. He heard more laughter and even more, louder cries coming from inside. "FI!" Ghirahim shouted as he banged on the door. The cries soon turned into screams and there was shouting and more laughter from the three men for every scream. Ghirahim kept shouting and calling out for Fi, but there was never an answer. He kept kicking the door and banging on it, trying to set it on fire with his magic, but nothing worked. He screamed and shouted, cursing Bender and the others inside until his voice was hoarse the entire night. Until early morning came and the shouting and screaming had subsided, Ghirahim heard the three leave the way they came and the door cracked open. He stood up and ran through to find Fi laying on the floor burried in blankets and sheets. He pulled back the covers and saw her lying there, bruised and bleeding.

Dead.

Ghirahim woke with a shout. He looked around breathing heavily. He saw his small dorm room at the Mage Academy. His desk and bookshelf all disheveled with clothes strewn all over the floor. The soft morning light peeking through his curtains. He realized that it was all a bad dream and moved his sweat matted white hair from his face. He stood and moved his curtains from the window to let the light in, he squinted at the sharpness but soon his eye adjusted and he could see the training yard below. His instructors had just begun to set up their classes for the day. He looked to side side to where Bender and his lackies had jumped over the hedge in his dream and found there to be no evidence of it being true.

Ghirahim sighed in relief, but still he felt the worry that something had happened to his bluebird. So after breakfast, he skipped his first class and ran over to the Library. Once he got there, he walked right in and found nothing out of place. "Fi?" he called out. There was no answer. He continued to walk up to her bedroom only to find it empty. Ghirahim ran back down the stairs and out to the small courtyard in the back of the library where Fi would help Ghirahim train every now and then. When he got there, he saw something hidden behind the large tree and bird bath towards the back of the yard. He moved closer, cautiously. When he saw what was behind there, Ghirahim cried out in pain. Fi and her Grandfather were lying there covered in blood, throats slit. When he turned around back to the Library,it was up in flames along with the rest of the City and his surroundings. "NO!" Ghirahim cried over and over and he fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.

The ground rumbled and he looked up to see a huge dark figure with flaming hair looking down at him. He seemed tobe made of rock and molten lava. He spoke with a deep booming mighty voice, "This is the future of your loved ones, Ghirahim..." He paused for a moment, Ghirahim was frozen not with fear but rage. "Your fire burns strong and raging, just as I need...I am Demise...the true King of this world...and I have come to take back what is mine. I need you to help me in my war as my Demon Lord. You will be granted all the power in the world to destroy all that you wish. No one will be able to stop you...and you will be able to save your loved ones from the fate that awaits them if they do not join me as well." Demise spoke as if his words were a sweet smelling poison, which they were to Ghirahim.

Ghirahim bowed his head, "I pledge my life and service to you...Master..." Ghirahim's rage driving his body and soul at the forefront and his love or Fi in the pit of his stomach.

"Very well...You shall join my forces in three days time. Untill then, you shall slowly recieve your new power.." As Demise finished, the flames grew hotter and higher as he disappeared and Ghirahim awoke once more. This time, his Instructor, Master Garem was standing over himwith a concerned look on his face. "Ghirahim...are you quite alright? You were sweating and turning profusely in your sleep just now. You weren't in class this morning and I thought you may be ill."

"No..I-I'm fine, Master Garem.." Ghirahim said through his deep breaths, "Just..a bad dream is all..."

"I see, well get yourself cleaned and fed. You don't want to miss any of your other classes today now do you?"

"No, Master. Thank you."

Garem nodded and left the room. Ghirahim starred with a sinister look after him, "You are no longer my Master..."

Fi and Ghirahim sat back to back, Fi helping Ghirahim study by reading spells out loud and Ghirahim finishing them. After a moment, Ghirahim spoke, "Do you believe what they are saying? About a War coming? An Evil that can match the great Hylia?"

Fi paused in thought for a moment, "I suppose every great good has a great evil to match it..why do you ask?"

"Just wondering what you thought...I mean if I could wish this evil on anyone I know exactly who it would be..."

"Oh I wonder who."

"Bender."

"Ghirahim you shouldn't say things like that! I know he's terrible but you shouldn't wish death on anyone..."

Ghirahim stayed quiet and let the moment pass, he feared that Fi wouldn't agree with his new direction. He knew that his bluebird would never willingly join him, she was too good. He would have to figure out a way to keep her safe without forcing her to be shut in the darkness just like him,or he would loose everything that he loved. Which was her, just the way she was.

A/N: Hi guys so If you've been following this fanfic then you know that its based off of my other fanfic, The Story of Fi (TSOF). This chapter is different and it goes into how Ghirahim became evil. And the last part of this story is a scene from TSOF(changed a bit of course). So If you havn't read TSOF yet, go read that and have this bit of information added in there in your mind so that it seems cooler and if you HAVE read TSOF the now you have some behind the scenes action that you know about! whoo hoo! sooo yeah have fun and ill update soon! REVIEW AND FOLLOW AND ALL THAT JAZZ Thank you!