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Prologue

"That's it, my little dragon. You will obey only me."

He panted in exhaustion, his breath leaving him in ragged, uneven gasps as he tried to muster whatever strength was left in him.

There, on the floor of the Eldin Caves, he bent on a single knee with his Draonbone Pike grasped in his fists from when he'd attempted to keep his balance with it. Before him stood the owner of that voice, a sorceress who went by the name of Cia, and the cause of his current state. He'd thought nothing of her, what with her odd clothing and the way she'd waltzed into his home, offering him a place in some army of hers. But she had quickly proven him wrong.

After he had refused and ordered her to leave, she'd wordlessly begun attacking his Clansmen left and right, defeating the best of their warriors without pause. Before he realized it, they were calling upon King Dodongo's might in the hopes that he could turn the tide against their assailant; but he, too, had fallen before her. Once he was the only one left standing, she approached him, murmuring to herself as dark shadows sprang up around her. By that point, his anger was all his mind registered, and he'd charged forward to avenge his brethren. They'd fought for what seemed like ages, but despite this, she showed no signs of fatigue. But after they had clashed in a bind, she began whispering something in a language that was foreign to him.

He should've known it was a trap.

Suddenly, his vision grew hazy, and his body started feeling strained and weighted, causing him to collapse where he stood. He'd tried to stand again, but he couldn't move, as if something was forcing him to remain in place. His mind had raced in a panic, knowing that he was vulnerable in the presence of an enemy, and trying to will his legs to move. But when willpower proved futile, and she'd made no move to strike him, he'd realized that it was all her doing.

And now, as he looked to the ground while shadows danced in his eyes, the sound of clacking boots slowly circled him.

"Now then, I have a very important job for you," she said slowly, her voice low and taunting.

He could hear the grin in her tone, and he wanted nothing more than to rip it off of her face.

"After I have declared war against the Kingdom of Hyrule, I want you to offer your strength to the throne," she continued, then paused in her pacing, saying in mockery. "Oh, but this won't do."

He heard her step closer, and felt a single fingertip force his chin up. At the same moment, his vision cleared, and it was met with the grotesque mask she wore.

"There, that's better. Now I can have your full attention as I speak; it's very impolite to look away from your master when she'd addressing you, you know." With this, she resumed her pacing, seemingly admiring her staff as she did so. "Your goal is to become the Princess's personal bodyguard. In order to do this, you must first gain the trust of her caretaker and current bodyguard, a woman named Impa, who is also a Captain of the Hyrulean Army."

Within a moment, she was pausing in front of him again. "The Princess has complete faith in her, and will not hesitate to request your presence at her side should Impa recommend it." She paused and smirked at him. Without warning, his body was forced to stand, making him feel like a puppet on strings. He looked down in time to see a dark, murderous look cross what was visible of her face. "And once that happens, everything else will fall into place," she finished quietly, her smirk returning.

She turned away with a flourish. "Go now, Volga. Do as I have commanded."

Against his will, his body moved to leave. He tried to stop, to turn around and strike while she was vulnerable, but a chuckle fell upon his ears.

"Don't bother fighting it, you're mine now, whether you like it or not. And once that rich brat is dead... all of Hyrule, along with the legendary Hero, will be mine as well!"

Her wicked laughter followed him, but thankfully grew quieter as he made his way through the tunnels that would lead him to the mouth of the cave. It wasn't long before he was stepping outside into the evening air. With anger towards himself and a burning hatred for the sorceress, Volga took to the skies in his dragon form.

'Even if it means death...' he thought bitterly, 'I will be free of this curse!'

This he swore to himself and to his Clan, as his fiery wings carried him towards Hyrule Castle, where, unbeknownst to him, his fate would be sealed.