Authors Note: Being as I find following a story that's already been told to be ridiculously boring, I'm throwing in an OC enemy for them all to fight, so this story will not be "SOOPER CANON", heads up. The first chapter is sadly short, but it was more to set the general plot more than anything else. Also, I'm being vague with Link's gender as I haven't decided which one I prefer, on account as I see them as being either.
Three bodies stood amidst a hurricane of sand, flesh being scored millions of times over as what felt to be shards of glass ran across their exposed skins. But this madness went unnoticed, for it was a very small piece of the Chaos that had enveloped them, dug it's talons into the world and let forth the winds of Darkness. Ganondorf Dragmire stood before the other two, his chest heaving and his blazing eyes cutting through the curtain of dust like twin fires as he clutched his fist until leather groaned, the back of his hand alight with the Triforce.
"See to my agreement or see to the world's demise". His voice, though just as low and grating as the storm around them, seemed to puncture the air.
A woman with honey golden locks drew back ever so slightly, narrowing her shrewd, searching eyes as she tried to consider a diplomatic proposition that spanned beyond her own, little empire, out into the entire universe. A truly evil force was at risk for awakening, a seemingly mindless force of wretched greed. It was he who could swallow the sun itself should he of wished. And if they did not combine their power, if they would refuse to fight alongside each other…Ganondorf had made his lines clear enough. He demanded a throne inside Hyrule, for the desert wastes to be joined with the plush, plentiful land. Princess Zelda would still hold her own position, but to have a King would mean to trump her word entirely.
Though she was rue to strike any alliance with this monster of a man, Zelda was less fond of her entire existence being smeared out. She steeled her shoulders and stepped forward, beckoning to the one beside her as she barked.
"Ganondorf…If you seek to fuel your own greedy desire with this 'deal', I'll see to it that you never get out of your prison again". Her voice was high, but harsh.
The tall, brutish figure gave an airy chuckle of amusement, the sound mismatching with his scowl. "It is very easy to pass judgment and threats from high upon your throne, is it not, Princess?" He seemed to inject a bit of venom into the last word, and the woman scowled.
Meanwhile, the figure beside the Princess was tensed and ready, their shield propped on their shoulder and gleaming blade, the Master Sword, clutched in a gloved fist. Link Atamest, adventurer and warrior born of the forest, molded to be the Empire's ultimate hero. Eyes blue as the desert skies stayed locked on the Gerudo as Link's heart hammered beneath a determined chest. The green clad figure was indeed a loyal protector to the Princess, and though they were sworn to her every word, they were not so willing to trust the deal that was being struck. But as it was, Link was ever obedient to her choice. So they stepped forward, fingers tightening on the handle of the Master Sword.
Ganondorf's eyes had tilted towards the movement and upon catching the fierce glare of eyes even more vivid than the Princess herself, he allowed a curl of his lips, eyes taking on a dark glint. "Do you believe the venom of your glare will drop me, boy?" He watched as that fair face twisted into a scowl and released a single, booming laugh.
"Enough!" The Princess commanded, holding her hand up, which glowed with her own triforce. "We must finish this now". The King of Thieves gave a mocking bow to her before stepping forward, offering his massive hand out. And upon receiving a silent order, Link had no other choice but to join them.
Each triforce began as a golden hue, but upon being brought together, began to give off a glow that grew brighter and clearer with each passing moment. Yellow sharpened to a crisp white and each felt the burning down their wrists as the mighty powers of the Gods' Gifts were called upon. The once chaotic wind focused around them now, following the path of energy in the center point of their magic. The light began to shift, collect into a vortex that took shape; The complete Triforce. It gave a last burst of light before settling. The ethereal hum seemed almost like a melody as the Gift cast a soft light upon the three, though twisted infernally upon Ganondorf's face, who was alight with a different sort of glow.
Power.
One could see the swell of his body as he filled with nearly psychotic joy, though he kept it hidden well beneath his smug expression. "It is finally time. Hmhmhm". He chuckled. "Let us all bring about true…peace".
Each had their fingers extended towards the Gift, each could feel excitement, terror, horror as flesh was mere centimeters from magic…No one sensed it as the air pressure dropped, as the ground began to groan softly.
Link was the first to notice the vibrations sinking into their boots, and they paused, hand falling from the Triforce as they stared down at the ground. Ganondorf hissed. "Why do you stall us, fool?! Shall you attempt to sully everything again?!" Link held a hand up, as if to say "Shh". Ganondorf's eyes blazed with cold fury, but upon his own senses tuning into the eerie feeling, he himself pulled his hand away, muttering. "This is not of the power…" Zelda held a hand to her chest, eyes fearful. "W…What is that?"
It came without warning. A pitch geyser that tore the ground apart flooded the ground and seeming to touch the very sky. Zelda and Link quickly fled back, Link putting themself in front of her as they held their sword up high. Ganondorf, however, stood stubborn at his post, even as the ooze and mist rolled over his boots. He hissed, his fingers dancing over the very surface of the Triforce, though not touching. He was a man of his word, after all.
"Alas, something shall always present itself to torment me". He growled, a manic smile crinkling his features. "LET US SEE WHAT FRESH HATE THE GODS HAVE SENT ME!"
A drawing voice bubbled up from a mass rising from the geyser. Such a soft whisper it was, that it was surprising how clear it rang out. "Gods?" The voice held a note of amusement, although this was overpowered by contempt. The figure rose higher and higher, dripping, twitching arms ripping from it's form as a hole tore open from what assumedly was It's head. A maw of serated rows churned slowly.
"Gods do pine over my abilities…They wish to become as I". It's eyeless head turned towards Ganondorf. "And you pine over the Gods…How amusing, to see insects quarrel". It then looked to the sky, fingers stretching upwards as though to grasp it and tear it down. The ooze of it's body was burning away into black flesh, creeping along it's skull to form tendrils of hair that thrashed, each strand seeming to holding separate sentience.
Ganondorf sneered, unruffled by the insult that should of hit him right at home. His hand remained posed even as he turned himself towards the newcomer, heavy, copper brows raising as his teeth were bared. "There is room for only I on this wretched world, creature of the Under...".
The creature swiveled it's head towards Ganondorf once more, spittle and black spewing from it's horrid mouth. "Hunger is endless and insatiable". It sounded wistful almost, far away as it directed a hand towards Link and Zelda. "I will swallow this pathetic existence whole".
Link dug their heels into the ground, prepared to block. But they were defenseless, hopeless against what they were ignorant against. No blade of the planet could have blocked the surge of black that shot forward, a boiling tar that seemed to part perfectly around Link. Their eyes widened as they heard a sickening choke of pain. They experienced everything within a second. The burn of hair and flesh, the sizzle as a body was dismantled to the very atoms. Link spun around to see Princess Zelda's eyes burst in their sockets, feel the splash of the fluid on their cheeks as her skin charred and crumbled away with the sand. They couldn't move, couldn't breath as they felt their mind being ripped apart with this nightmare turned reality. It was in layers that she fell apart, until nothing remained but the marks of her death on the ground. And even this was swept away by the ever-churning winds.
Everything felt still now, the sounds of the world around them slowly blotting out to silence. Link's vision faded in and out, they were unable to comprehend whether it was their own tears or the juices of Zelda's eyes that ran over their lips. The sound of life around Link was replaced. A cacophony ran through their mind, an overpowering roar, the rattle of rocks on a tin roof, the whistle of falling into an endless pit. Zelda. They felt themselves rushing faster and faster as their body turned towards the unholy epitome of hate before them. Her screams began to tear through their mind as though she were falling with them, or was that their own screaming as they began rushing forward?
"HHEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" There was nothing but Link's blind fury as they pointed their sword straight forward, aiming to plunge it right through the heart of the beast, who simply cocked it's head to the side, finding some sort of light amusement. "So petty". It held it's hand up once more.
Link didn't ponder imminent death as they charged. So close now.
They didn't notice the blur speeding towards them, the whirls of grey, green and red.
Something struck the back of their skull, the dip where their vertebrae ended. They watched the world swirl into a mass of color as the ground came up fast to greet them. They did not feel their cheek crash into the sand, their sword fall from their limp fingers. Their unfocused eyes caught one last image, the glimmering remain of their Royalty's crown.
And then, nothingness.