"You're the one they call Orion, aren't you?"
"You don't trust me. I don't blame you. I'm both and outsider and undeserving of being claimed Twili. I can see it in your eyes."
But she didn't want to see it in his eyes. That knowing that he could read her so easily. When mortals from the light realm crossed over into the twilight for too long the thing that made them human ceased to exist. She didn't want to see that look on his face. His hands said it all. Their expression a cross between lust and hunger. A sort of Glustony that made goosebumps rise on her flesh and made her body shiver on it's own greedy impulse.
He leaned in towards her shoulder and the leverage of her arms above her head made her jerk away from him mild in comparison to her disgust at herself more than to him.
"I've come to a favor. In turn you'll see I can do you one back."
The fabric gag kept her from talking, but her eyes wandered towards him. His glowing red hues stared back. "I'm as much a prisoner as you are in this world... help me escape--- and I'll help you from your binds..."
I really didn't think that I was going to complete this. So by the time that I'd gotten done drawing it I realized that I had no idea what the backstory was for this or what the hell the OC's story was going to be, since she's obviously a new creation.
I ended up going to sleep last night and thinking about it. And ended up with the ministory to tag along with this.
No, that's not Dark Link, it's regular Link. But anytime a mortal from the light realm enters the Twilight Realm for more than a couple of days they change from who they initially were in the light realm [Is that really true? No. It isn't. But it makes for good starter plox.] He's not exactly good, but not exactly evil... I guess you could say he's a little bit inbetween. Orion was the best name I could come up with for now. I might change it later. Who knows. XD
I hope you enjoy this. It was a work of love.