Link sat on the throne looking bored. Ganondorfs skin crawled. Weren't he supposed to be the evil one? Link turned to him.
"I'm bored, do something" his tune was sharp. Almighty. Ganondorf whimpered a little. Link kicked him to the ground. He was unable to move. Not being the evil one made him so scared that he didn't know what to do. Link sat down on the floor right beside him.
"Gather the guards. I want to destroy Zoras place" Link spoke. Ganondorf nodded. This person wasn't the hero he had always been told would kill him sooner or later. He had grown up knowing he had to become strong to put a grate fight against this hero. The hero he'd always admired from the bottom of his heart. The hero who he'd longed to fight. The hero who would be his last fight. He who would stop his dark heart from burning in his chest. Ganondorf had trained day in and day out. Then the day came. All to soon. It was his 15'th birthday. The hero made his way to the little village in the middle of the desert. He'd cut through anything in his way. Laughing as blood splashed in his face. All longing disappear and suddenly Ganondorf had wanted him to never come.
"Don't just sit there..." Link said inpatient. Ganondorf felt a shivering down his spine.