A/N: OMG! So I feel like I haven't written a fanfic in forever! Well four months is a long time to be completely idea-less for me. I love writing. So when I'm hopelessly stuck, I stay that way for a little while. Here's where, to my returning fans, I say hi again! So, here's my newest idea! Actually, Legend of Zelda has been one of my ultimate obsessions for about 10 or so years. Specifically, Ocarina of Time (which is what the setting of this fic is). But, I was suddenly possessed when I recently saw Strange Magic (twice), realizing that the bad guys never get enough love when they should! (If you've read my previous work, you know that I worked with this theme in Hearts of Wax – my House of Wax fanfic). So, you (loving fans) kinda already know that horror/romance is my strong suit. Well, next to that, straight up romance with a twist is my kind of thing. So that's why I really wanted to write this Ganondorf-loving piece! It's gonna be weird and maybe a little mushy in places, but hopefully you like that kind of thing. Or else why do you keep reading my stuff! Anyway, I do not own Legend of Zelda or any characters in it. I only own my custom character, Dimitria. I'm rating this T for now, but I'm going to change the rating to M later because I want to let my freak flag fly with hot smutty sex in later chapters. I really haven't done that yet. (But not now, cuz pedophilia is gross. Eww.) Now that I've rambled on long enough, without further ado, please enjoy and review! :)
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The day that Ganondorf swore allegiance to the king of Hyrule was the day his plans were set into motion. The Gerudo man sat on his throne in his castle in the desert. There were going to be many big things happening. He knew that the king's daughter, Zelda, was a nosy little princess. But he wasn't worried about her, really. All he was concerned about was how he was going to make Hyrule his, and it started with the princess.
"Your highness," Ganon mused at their next meeting. "I'd like a trade. In exchange for my services to you, I would like a servant."
"A servant?" the king chuckled. "Whatever for?"
"The Gerudo women, as you know, are very skilled warriors. But I need a more feminine touch around my home. Perhaps a Hylian touch."
"Well, I suppose..." The king thought it quite a strange request, but a simple one none-the-less. He didn't see why he couldn't humor the Gerudo leader. He signaled to one of the servants who bowed and left the room. After their meeting, Ganon left the room to be approached by the servant that had been signaled before. The servant indicated to a young Hylian girl beside him. She could not have been any older than 10. She had dark brown hair that framed her round face and bright green eyes. She wore a simple white dress that had a green pattern along the bottom hem. Ganon had been expecting someone a little older, but he decided against complaining to the king.
"Your name?" he asked the girl gruffly.
"Dimitria, sir..." she replied softly. "Most call me Dimi."
"Very well, Dimitria, come..." He turned on his heel and walked out of Hyrule castle with the girl in tow. He walked over to his black steed, which sported beautiful orange and red mane and tail that looked like fire. He grasped the young girl by her waist and lifted her onto the saddle before mounting behind her. He kept his arms on either side of her as he held the reigns, and she held onto the grooves of his armor with her tiny fingers.
Once Ganon returned to the desert with Dimi, he dismounted and helped the girl down. He led her inside and gave her a tour of the castle, including showing her a bedroom that would be hers alone. The only two Gerudo servants in the castle gave the new girl dirty looks, but she paid them no mind. Once she was settled in and Ganon left her to her own devices, she began to clean the entire castle.
Dimi only took a small break to eat dinner, then went right back to work. Once the whole place was clean, she took a bath and prepared for bed. She padded to her master's room and knocked on the door. She only entered after hearing his permission. She took a few steps in and stopped, watching the Gerudo man. She studied every inch of muscle, dark skin, sharp facial features, and red hair. She could feel the anger and darkness that radiated off of this man. She was stuck with an inner turmoil between being afraid of and trusting him.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Master," Dimi said softly after a few moments of silence. "I only wanted to say thank you for giving me a home."
"What do you mean?" Ganon asked, sneering slightly at the odd phrasing of her statement.
"I'm sorry, Master," she apologized again. "I only meant that I'm an orphan and I had nothing. Now I have a home and I am grateful. Thank you for everything. Good night..."
"Good night..." he mumbled softly as she left his room. He stared after her. What an odd duck she was. He got into bed, laying down under silk black sheets. He didn't give it much more thought, and fell asleep, dreaming of ruling Hyrule.
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"Zelda has a little boyfriend," Ganon mused when he returned from Hyrule Castle this time. "I saw them both watching me through the window this time." Dimit only smiled lightly as she took the man's cloak and went to put it away. She went upstairs to prepare him a hot bath, then went back downstairs to cook dinner while he enjoyed it. Over the few months she had spent their already, she had already made his life easier. He barely noticed, but she wasn't going to complain about not being recognized. That was just the plight of a servant girl. Dimi cleaned up the kitchen after dinner and went to go bathe herself before preparing to sleep for the night. She crawled into bed and pulled the blanket over herself.
She was in Hyrule Field for certain. She could see Lon Lon Ranch on her left and the entrance to Kakariko Village on her right. She was yards away from Hyrule Market. Clouds billowed overheard, making the sky dark and stormy. She knew she saw her master upon his gorgeous black steed, but who was that boy standing before him. The boy wore Kokiri clothing, but he distinctly looked Hylian. Though the fairy that hovered beside him would suggest he actually was Kokiri. She watched as he drew his blade, but her master tossed him aside easily and continued on his way. The boy got up and watched Ganondorf disappear past the ranch. He dove into the water below the drawbridge that led to Hyrule Market, retrieving a deep blue instrument. It looked like an ocarina. In the pit of her stomach, Dimitria knew that the boy would use this instrument against her master. She wanted to scream, but she felt like she was drowning.
Dimitria sat straight up in bed, gasping raspily. She coughed and sputtered, warm tears slipping down her face. She tossed her covers inside, her feet hitting the warm stone floor. She ran as fast as her feet could carry her, down the hall to her master's bedroom. Fear washed over her like ice in her veins, and she pushed the door open without thinking to knock. Ganon bolted up in bed, startled from his sleep by the noise of the door hitting the stone wall behind it. His irritated eyes met the trembling Hylian girl, who was trying to clear the tears from her face.
"What is this?" he snarled sharply. The girl collapsed to her knees, throwing her arms over the back of her head as if expecting he would strike her for such insubordination.
"F-f-forgive me..." she choked. "I had the most horrible nightmare... You... being hurt..." She couldn't find the words anymore to explain what she had just seen in her sleep. The images had slipped away too quickly and she couldn't remember them. Only the fear of losing her master remained. She was shaking so hard, Ganon thought the girl might actually have a seizure. She wasn't making sense.
"Come..." he said gruffly. Dimi got to her feet and approached his bed, her head bowed down. She braced herself for punishment, but looked up once she heard fabric rustling. Ganon had scoot over and lifted the covers. He was now watching her. At the slight impatience in his expression, she boosted herself up into his bed and laid down beside him as he covered her. She watched him, confusion and gratitude dancing through her eyes. He spoke no more as he laid on his back and closed his eyes, so she also remained silent. After watching her master for a few moments, she curled up against his side and closed her eyes. She fell asleep easily, no more nightmares to be had that night.