The graveyard
A/N: Hiiiiii this is my first fanfic so NO flames plz and it will get better. Hyrule will get here in chapter 3 so be patient
There is normally a strange stillness in this particular graveyard but it was different tonight, is as if the darkness was a gas curling you then when the time is right suffocating you, yet another victim to the dark, the dark art of death. Upon a small mound of dirt and rotting vegetation in the ancient part of the graveyard the dark gas was as it's strongest threatening to snuff out everything that came anywhere near it yet a small group of people standing waiting the time was nearly here and none will stand in there way of achieving there goal. The gas was starting to spread over the graves with it a small sound of some thing creaking like a drawn out snapping of chicken bones still the people on the mound stud like gargoyles watching over a king's grave. The gas had spread over nearly all the graves and the snapping was now loud enough to be heard outside off the graveyard waking the grave keeper he must not be aloud to rise the alarm or all the many years of planing will have mean ruined. Raising a hand a drawing the magic inside him he sent a bolt of water followed by a bolt of lighting striking the man just as he stepped out of the door throwing him in the back wall and then frying his internal system inside his body in till he was beyond all recognition. Lowering his hand he raised his head to the sky then the sword came chopping his head, dropping into the cauldron they guarded so ruthlessly the deed was done and from the cauldron came a shot of green. All hell broke loose.
A/N: Ok first death. There will be a lot more of that coming maybe a major character death but who cares. So r & r. :)