Chapter One -- Tale of the Gerudo

Kassandra. A

Kinuyasha-Writer

25 years. It's been an entire 25 years since the great death had occurred. HE was dead. And HE did not deserve it, the one he was fighting was. I believe his name was Link, yes, that's it. Link, A ledged. Its really a shame that he had to die while taking down Ganondorf. But, I wasn't alive, so I don't personally care.

20 years since Queen Zelda lost herself to her own insanity, and 5 whole years since she murdered herself and the young prince/princess she carried for a short 6 months.

Now, its Queen Lena. Some say she is the reincarnation of the great hero himself, but I think that's a false account. Who knows…miracles seem to happen everyday.

Like the Miracle of Sheik. For some reason people think he is still alive, but that would make him like..100! Not possible, but Sheik did have a son. Now I know what really happened. Sheik's son took his fathers suit, weapons and name. I think that's just terrible! From what gossip I hear in the Gerudo Desert, Sheik and a Partner Sheikah are working for Queen Lena, and are coming to get a very special Gerudo, but they wont survive if they come here. He is coming soon. I've seen the future, and my family is all dead, my friends, my culture. No one believes my prophecies, and that's because they don't know I have the triforce of wisdom, no one does.

He whom is coming with such destruction and power, Is Ganon. Now, Ganon is Ganondorf's reincarnation. He is dangerous. More evil and horrifying then the last one. This Ganon, is part twilight. Now, don't go asking me how it happened, all I know, is it did. Can you understand why I'd be planning to leaving on my lovely Daemon? I know, it may seem selfish, but I need to care about self preservation, you know!

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It was very quiet as I started to ride away from my village. My father and youngest brother stood outside of our small home, with sad looks on their faces. They did not want me to leave, But I was 17 now, and old enough to leave on my own. I let out a sign, and pet the large black beast that I rode on. Daemon, my brute. I stopped to look back, but the vision horrified me.

I let myself jump off Daemon, and run back. I shouldn't of gone back. There he was, in all his deadly glory. Ganon, holding my slashed younger brother in his hand, and his large blade in the other. I looked around quickly, only to hear the scorching flames crack and his maniacal laughter.

I don't fully know why, but I froze. I wanted to unsheathe my blade, but I couldn't. I was shaking psychotically when Ganon dropped my little brother to the ground. Then, I looked over his figure and body. His skin tone was so strange, dark but almost a purple to grey shade. His hair was a deep red, and his eyes a blank and deadly grey to black and yellow. His armour was very different, just like the twilight marks along his body. The armour was so detailed, I couldn't even try to describe it.

His evil eyes looked over to me, and he moved quick and swift, launching his large hand around my wrist. I cried out, and snapped back to reality. He was here, and I was going to die. He pulled me closer to his large body, and leant down to my ear.

"Keh…your life wont last to much longer Gerudo. I can see what you have on your hand there…the Triforce of Wisdom." he spoke sharply and made me close my eyes in fear. I heard his blade click, and felt the pain through my side. Oh the pain, it was like an entire chapter of my life was being ripped from me, every second that the blade sunk in deeper. I coughed and nlood flew from my mouth, and onto Ganon's shoulder plate. With a vreif laughter, Ganon removed the large blade from my side. He looked to the bloody blade and smiled. "You havent dropped dead yet, wonderful" His words were so dark and tainted. Ganon rose the blade again, and this time made a vertical line into my shoulder. More pain.

More Blood, and I cried out in pain. He began to rise again, but he shot a direct look to behind him, My mother. She had Stabbed him through the leg. He let me go, and began to attack her. My mom was sacrificing herself for my life. She couldn't fight…

I wouldn't take my moms loss in vain. My Daemon was already coming for me, and I reached up, and gripped his reins tightly. He whipped his head around, and lifted me onto his back. We began to run away, quickly. What a good horse…

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"Sheik, its her. What the hell happened to her?" the female voice spoke softly. Had I blacked out? Had I lost that much blood?

"I don't know. But, we need to bandage her up. Look at the wounds..." Now it was a male voice. I felt the two people pick me up, and lat me on the ground. But, the ground wasn't regular. To me, Sand is Regular…this was hard and soft, but I couldn't open my eyes.

"Turn around Sheik, she is a girl!" The female voice whined angrily to the male.

There was no response from him, but I felt my armour being stripped off of me. She would never get it back on. it's specially made, by me. Then my shirt, she seemed to have some problem with it, but she eventually got it off.

"My God…this wound…" she sounded in awe. "What happened to her?" she stopped talking for a while, and began to wrap bandages around my torso. She covered it all in bandages, and my shoulder. I felt my shirt bring put on me, but it seemed like she couldn't get it. She tried again, and nothing.

"Sheik…I can't get her shirt back on?!" now her voice was more astonished. I heard footsteps in my direction, then some rummaging of clothing.

"It's Okay Keisha, were almost at the castle, and I'll give her this." The male named Sheik spoke. Wait, Sheik? I recognised that name…I felt myself being picked up again, and mounted on a strange feeling horse. I was so used to my large horse that a small backed one felt wrong. Someone put there arms around me to hold me up, and we began trotting.

The horse hooves clicked along what sounded like stone, and I felt some motion coming back to my neck. I rose it, and got used to the sharp pain from my shoulder. I think it was the girl, Keisha was holding me onto her horse. I felt this way, because she sounded close as I moved my head.

"Your Alive…that's good." she said this in a calm and welcoming manner. Her voice was shot by the large creaking of something, a door perhaps. I still didn't want to open my eyes.

"The Queen will be relieved…" Sheik spoke softly. This made me open my eyes, I knew who these people were…The filthy Mongrel pups. The Sheikah. The queens pets. I looked around, as my eyes adjusted to the strange and unfamiliar light. Sheik looked over to me, and watched my eyes. "She is fully awake now."

"Really?" Kiesha looked over to me, and smiled. "Welcome to Castle Town…well the bridge that leads to Castle town!" she hyped cheerily. I looked around, then made a foul face.

"Leave Me alone!" I cried and pushed against Kiesha with my one non-injured arm. She let me go, and the reins of the horse, falling off the back, but gracefully landed. I jumped off the horse, but the pain formed again in my side. I put my hand to the wound and fell to my knees. Such movement didn't do well for me. I cried out lightly, and looked at my hand. Blood. I re-opened my wound, and it began to bleed again. Sheik was quickly at my side, and I glared at him, but the glare died as the pain shot through my spine again. I winced and gripped my wound again.

I opened my eyes, but my vision began to fade. It all went black…