Hey all. This will be my first serious fanfiction, and also my first Zelda one. I always liked the Zelda series, beating Ocarina of Time and Majoras Mask, and I've always been curious about the continual main antagonist. (Well scratch Majora's Mask, as the poor bastard didnt get to make an appearance in that) Ganondorf. Why is he doing this? Is it because he desires power? Or is it a deeper reason. Does he even consider himself evil? I am going to try to answer these questions in this deep story about the Gerudo King of Evil. Oh yes, you may also recognize the sword as the one he uses in Super Smash Bros. Melee, it was so cool, I couldnt let it go to waste.
Ganondorf played, his fingers rolling effortlessly over the keys. Though he appeared collected, his mind was a hurricane of rage and hatred. He had gone too far, become too much, for it to end this day. But he could not help but feel a twinge of despair as he heard the screaming of his minions as the Master Sword cut them down, one by one. Princess Zelda, encased in a magical prism of his own device, sat motionless, her eyes dancing with hope.
Oh, he hated her. Her, being brought up in her fairy tail princess' dream. Why was it that she was allowed to such a life of regal perfection, when one such as himself had been tormented by pain and riddled with tragedy? On and on he played, the organ calming him, soothing him. His cruel sword rested against his hip, in its ornate sheathe. Its tip resembling a black guillotine. And at last! The sounds of footsteps become clear, working there way up the stairs.
Ganondorf's playing becomes more furious, louder as his fingers roll across the keys. With a grinding noise, he hears the door to his chamber opening, to allow the proclaimed "Hero of Time" to enter. Pah, a mere child, thinking that he was the focal point of the entire country, thinking Ganondorf a simple villain to be vanquished with the swing of his sword. Oh well, the boy would be slaughtered quickly and easily.
Ganon is vaguely aware at the irony of the three individuals positioning. In the shape of the sacred triangle, The Triforce. Link being courage, Zelda being wisdom (Ganondorf cannot help but chuckle whenever he hears this) and The King of Evil, Power.
He found this dispute futile. Of course wisdom and courage were good qualities. But power was power for a reason, a damn good reason. The King ceases his playing. The time had come for words to be spoken, and swords to be crossed.
"So, Wisdom and Courage finally reunite, all here in my chamber." Ganondorf lets a small chuckle escape, and turns, his cape flowing behind him. "These toys are too much for you. Surrender them to me!"
Ganondorf releases a wave of dark energy from his right hand, the one which the Triforce of Power is enscribed upon. The fairy, which followed the boy, snitching the weaknesses of his minions, was driven back.
Not that Ganondorf had a particular weakness, but it never hurt to be safe. Ganondorf let out a small battle cry, and took to the air, his powers allowing him to levitate off the ground easily. The room shifted, and changed, as Ganondorf tainted the very reality of his castle. He landed with a thud in front of Link, his sword drawn.
Link swung diagonally, The Master Sword moving with much speed towards Ganondorf's waist, Ganondorf, with little effort, sideswiped the sword and delivered a mighty boot to Link's face. The teen tumbled backwards, backflipping to quickly regain his balance, as Ganondorf lunged.
This time, the boy was quicker, his shield meeting Ganon's sword. The king recognized the shield. He had crafted it himself. The mirror shield, designed to reflect the most mighty of magical projectiles.
Ganondorf's split second of reflection becomes a crippling turning point, he feels the Master Sword bite at the flesh of his leg, and he draws back, cursing. "This will not be so easy, you damnable pile of waste!" Ganondorf pivots as Link strikes again, and drives the Master Sword downwards with his mighty boot.
To his surprise, Link releases the blade and draws his bow, Ganondorf chuckles, then sees the glow a second before it lodges itself in his chest, Holy Light enters his body, and he collapses to his knees.
"Light Arrows, Intelligent, did your pathetic cohort give you those?" Ganondorf tries to hide his pain with sarcasm. "No matter, they will do you little good."
But, Link had already seen that they had done a lot of good, and Ganondorf lunges, with a straight jab, attempting to cut the hero in half, Link jumps, lands upon the sword, and delivers a thrust into Ganondorfs throat. Strength fails him, and he roars in pain, the King collapsing. He takes shallow breaths, blood pouring down the front of his black armour.
"How..how could this be, after all I've strived for, defeated, by a mere kid..." Ganondorf is overcome with rage, and stands, emitting a terrible yell. The stained glass in the chamber shatters, sending shards in all directions, mysteriously missing Link and Ganondorf. The walls crumble, and they are left upon the roof, Ganondorf falls to his knees, then face down, his cape pooling around him, as does the crimson blood.
He slips slowly into unconciousness... but again, he is driven not to let it end here, slowly, he mentally tears the foundation of the castle to bits, and grins as he falls unconcious, also initiating a small, continual healing spell, as he hears two pairs of feet, making their escape.
He comes to. Aware that all is dark, dust cakes his throat, but he does not cough. He feels this will be a crucial moment, all he has to do is grasp it. He hears the princess and the boy, they're muffled voices barely getting to him through the pile of rubble he is submerged under.He gives a great heave, hoping to escape the rubble in only one upward lunge.
It fails, only dislodging neccasary bits of rock, insuring his next attempt to be sucessful. With glee, he realises this will come to his advantage, He has one more spell lined up. He would definitely go down swinging.
"Link, what was that? Can you go check it out?" The Princess gasps.
"I guess I could, but its probably the rock settling." The hero's boots draw near.
And he emerges, Power rippling from his very existence, crackling through him like electricity, yet, even as he changed into the likeness of his father, he knew he would lose. His selfish quest for redemption had been fulfilled, he had tasted glory, and it was about to be ended in one fell swoop. The beast landed, and linged at Link, double swords flashing and striking swiftly, and again, Link's speed outmatched his own.
He recieved a swift blow to the hamstring, the muscle now useless, and he is unable to walk. He attempts to rise, but a blast of holy liht from the princess pins him. He can only watch, cursing the day he was brought into this cruel, bitch of a world, as Link approaches. One swing, Two swing, cutting open his face, and a jab, into his forehead. Blood flows, and as the sword enters his brain, the sages, with their powerful voices, seal him inside the place where he stumbled upon power, the Sacred Realm.
So Link defeated Ganondorf. A man so submerged in pain and torment that his end was as a mercy. Ganondorf lay, in nothingness, and for the first time in 35 years, he wept, for the scars of the past, and the bleakness of the future.
Well, that was chapter one. The next couple chapters will be flashbacks to Ganondorf's terrible past. You probably have little sympathy for him now, but that may change. Yeah, the actual Ganon fight is pretty lame. But we all know Link hits his tail until he falls over, so I just shortened it. I made the Ganondorf/Link swordfight to replace the endless hucking of spherical projectiles back and forth. Who wants to read that in a story anyway. Ex- Ganondorf threw the light, Link hits it back, Ganondorf hits it back... so on and so forth.