So, I met this person on here, who called me Miss Midnight (I squealed like a little girl at that!), and they were so nice, that I just had to dedicate this story to them! So, here you go Ethereal780! To clear this up, I actually didn't write this in the sole intention for you, but I thought it'd be a nice surprise! :D So, here you go! Enjoy the read!
The sun shone through the castle's stain glass windows, casting multicolored pictures upon the stone floor. The throne room was wide, but not filled with many objects; a table to the side, a knick knack here or there. A few tapestries adorned the walls in the hopes of brightening the room, displaying the legendary Hero doing courageous acts for the sake of Hyrule, the three goddesses creating the Triforce, or the Master Sword shining with holy power. But these tapestries didn't take away the fact that the walls were stone, the floors were stone, or even that the throne itself was stone; the room felt as blank as a sheet of paper.
A boy of eighteen sat on the throne, his head planted firmly into the palm of his hand, a sure sign of boredom. His eyes were closed as if he was tired, but if he opened them, a clear sky blue color would stare anyone down. Brunette hair was a mess on the top of his head, possible remnants of a bedroom event; and rumpled clothes gave him a disheveled appearance. A sigh escaped his lips as he stared at the throne room's doors. A quiet silence surrounded him, like he was waiting for something- maybe a person, or maybe an answer. "What am I doing with my life?" He quietly asked himself, and sank deeper into his solitude.
Those tall and heavy throne room doors opened, and light poured into the stone room. Light brought a small relief, and peace had finally seemed to settle in the room, but that was not so. In the direct light, the person who had opened the door only looked like a silhouette. This embodiment of darkness slipped into the room, silently and swiftly, without as much as a sound. They knelt before the boy in the throne, and then looked at him. The two doors behind them shut, and the boy could finally see this mysterious person's face clearly.
It was a woman. She had long red pigtails held up in black ribbons, like a child, but she was not. An orange circlet glowed against her dark tan, not quite brown but dark, and shined against her red eyes, which seemed to cry black lightening, but it was only traditional make-up that covered her cheeks. On her shoulders she bore black spiked armor that matched her boots. Underneath her armor she wore a brown leather corset with brown cotton pants. Covering her wrists and ankles were traditional Gerudo guards. Around her waist was a brown leather belt which held her sword and dagger, and tied to the belt was a traditional Gerudo scarf covered in designs. Her looks were fitting for the female leader of the Gerudo tribe. With a swift movement of the legs, she stood before him, and her stare was cool even though her eyes were like fire.
"My lord," she said, and bowed her head.
"Welcome my guest," the boy said as he stood up, and held out his hand, which the woman met with a tight grip. "What have you come for this time?"
"Your hand my lord," she said, and bowed her head. Though she was not one to admit it, the look on her face was one of affection; it was not hard to tell she was smitten.
"Not this again!" The boy exclaimed, and turned away in exasperation. Clearly he didn't hold the same feelings and thoughts.
"You know as well as I do that both of our lands and people are at war with each other!" The woman said in an angered, yet controlled tone. "If we came together, joined hands in matrimony, we could bring peace about the land!" She said, and defended her suggestion.
"Ganondriel…" the boy began to say, in almost a demanding tone, but she ignored him.
"Please take my hand in marriage!" She said, and blushed, holding out her hand. She was so good, so kind, but the spoiled prince was blind.
"No! I refuse!" He said, and slapped her hand away. With that sudden movement, every kind act and word was torn down- an alliance broken because of this emotion we call love.
"Why do you always, always refuse me, Zeldin?! Am I not good enough for you?" Ganondriel cried. "Am I not beautiful enough for you?"
"Contrary to popular belief, I am not a beast. I do care about more things than just beauty, and yet I see none of it here. All I see is the leader of a filthy and uncivilized people." Zeldin said, quite harshly, and turned away once more. This kind of comment was such an insult to Ganondriel; her sadness was replaced with pure anger.
"You… You insult me and my people?! For this, you must die!" She said, and threw down one of her Gerudo wrist guards, symbolizing that the two must duel.
Luckily for Zeldin, the throne room's doors had opened once more, only to reveal a taller silhouette. Though no one could see this shadow's face, their presence was much more noticeable, and the way they held themselves was only seen in one person: the king, Rorian.
"Zeldin, I hope you took Ganondriel's proposal well." He said, and the nervousness on Zeldin's face grew and grew. When the King had finally stood between the two, he had noticed the Gerudo wrist guard on the floor, and his seemingly happy aura had faded. "I see… so you did not," he said, and took a deep breath, his chest rising with the movement of his lungs.
"Father, I cannot marry her!" Zeldin said.
"Silence! I cannot have this. I want the two of our people to be at peace," Rorian said, and Ganondriel calmed down. She nodded with him for a moment, but still her anger had not fully subsided.
"Father, I will make you a deal!" Zeldin said, and Rorian raised his eyebrow, "if I cannot find myself a wife, I will marry Ganondriel." He said, and Ganondriel placed her hands on her hips.
"Unacceptable. Either he chooses me, or our people will always be divided," she said, and Rorian turned to his son.
"I give you 3 months," Rorian said, and winked at his son, letting out his true fatherly side, but then crushing it underneath the part of him that was king. "By the end of the three months, I expect to see a wife."
"Thank you Father!" Zeldin said, and ran out of the throne room. Once he was gone, Ganondriel pulled out her dagger and threw Rorian against the wall, pressing the sharp knife to Rorian's throat.
"We had a deal!" Ganondriel said, and pressed the dagger even harder onto his bare skin. "Give me one good reason I shouldn't kill you right now!"
"He'll never find a wife," Rorian said. "I'll make sure of it." He said, but Ganondriel still held the knife at his throat.
"How? For him, girls come a plenty," she said, and looked at him in the eyes.
"Sabotage." Rorian said, and smiled. Ganondriel pulled the dagger away, just slightly. She had a look of anger and disgust on her face.
"In my race, this is one the most deplorable things- but I will let it pass since it is for the good of the people." Ganondriel said, and put her dagger away.
Rorian held out his hand, which Ganondriel took. "Congrats to the bride."
So... hi! Don't ask why I wrote a gender-bender, I just did! It actually was a lot of fun- even though its a typical plotline and done so many times, I still loved the fact that its a bit cliche.
I guess I'm going to have to clear things up. The whole world is not switched, only some main characters will be. So basically Ganondorf, Zelda, Link, and some other characters genders will be switched.
I'll give a run down on the names (is that the right phrase?) that have been stated:
Ganondriel: Obviously the female version of Ganondorf. Pronounced as: gan-un-dry-el. Based off of the elf from Lord of the Rings, Galadriel.
Zeldin: Male version of Zelda (he's super cute!). His named is based off Eldin bridge from Twilight Princess and Eldin Volcano from Skyward Sword. Pronounced as: zel-din.
Rorian: So, this name was based off the name Rory. It has no reference whatsoever (unless you want it to be based off of Rory from Doctor Who, but he's nothing like Rory.) I just wanted it to sound regal, and I didn't want to use the King's name from Wind Waker (can't remember it, but I know there's a name).
Well, in the next chapter (whenever that will be!), Link's female version will be introduced. :D I haven't fully decided on her name yet, so I can't tell you!
If you guys have any ideas for this story, that you would be willing to give away (I don't want to ask too much!), they would be greatly appreciated. But, don't feel like you have to, I'm sure I can pump out some ideas from this noggin. Lol.
Sorry for the long talk. See ya later alligators! - Cecily