Hello and welcome to my new story. Entirely different to my other story but it's going to be epic! I promise! There is a lot going into this.

Anyway this is my prologue and it's pretty painfully short, but hath no fear! The next chapter will be much longer.

I don't own The Legend of Zelda. I merely own the storyline.

Thank you and happy reading!

Prologue

The rain fell, plummeting to the ground in fast, furious strides. The bell that hung from the tip of the Temple of Time rang and reverberated loudly through the streets of Castle Town, alerting all to the time: twelve O'clock. Midnight.

The beat of hooves against pavement joined the ring of the bell and the harsh patter of rain. And not a moment later a large, dark mare swept by through the deserted streets. Chains rattled against the steed from the iron horse tack that wrapped like binds of imprisonment around its snout and neck.

Strange dark beasts accompanied the dark horse, running alongside it, surrounding it as though in a formation prepared to defend the horse like a knight would defend a king. Or in some cases, a princess.

A sinister looking man rode atop the horse, whipping the chains harsh against it's body, encouraging the beastly mare faster. And a young girl sat clutched to his chest, her head limp and leaning into the solid arm wrapped around her. Blood dripped from an open wound atop her forehead, covering a section of her beautiful golden hair in a deep, sickly crimson red.

The stamping of numerous hooves and shouts could be heard from a short distance behind, faded by the sound of rain and the banging of the bell. There were shouts of fear and panic. Shouts of haste and urgency. Shouts all the same. They didn't matter. No pathetic knight could stop him. He has the precious little princess right where he wants her and now his job will be so much easier, and his perfect plan will eventually fall into place.

A dark smirk met his lips, his eyes gleaming a ruthless, menacing, solid golden hue of victory as the bell struck the twelfth deep, resonate 'dong' and the black mare stormed over the bridge that lead to Hyrule Field.

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But plans don't always follow a set route. Because sometimes, fate takes a different road...

That was the day the young Princess Zelda was lost to all Hyrule. No one knows what happened to her, but there is a belief that, by some miracle, she managed somehow to escape the Gerudo King. But it's just a belief. Perhaps just wishful thinking for some.

Ever since that day Hyrule's trust in Gerudion was obliterated- And that's putting it lightly. Since that day the King of Hyrule banned any Gerudion from merely stepping foot at the border of Hyrule. He blamed them all severely. But the Gerudo King wasn't about to obey the demands of the King of Hyrule for if he could not set foot in Hyrule, he could never accomplish his goal. And his goal was still achievable to him. It would just take more time and careful planning. No longer can recklessness be tolerated, he needed to plan his steps cautiously. He just had to be patient.

Eventually, seven long years came to pass. And throughout this time a number of battles had waged between Hyrule and Gerudion. Nothing large however, and the King of Hyrule hoped there never would be. He didn't want any of his people to be in any large danger. He felt he already failed in protecting his daughter, and so he was determined to at least keep his people safe. He had to remain strong for his people, even if he were broken inside. He had lost his wife, the wonderful, loving Queen he loved so much. He had lost his daughter, who was so much like her mother it was like looking into the past, when the Queen herself was a child... He had lost so much, and the stress of loneliness wasn't doing any good for him. It seems all smiles had vanished. Seven years and not a single smile. He'd heard his subjects mention on a number of occasions how "cold and distant" he had become. And he supposed that were true.

Hope in the princess' return had died steadily over the years. She was nothing more than a figment of the past. There were a number of knights and other people who would search for the missing princess at a time gone by, but clearly none had prevailed. There were a few cases where a young lady would come to the castle, claiming to be the missing Princess Zelda. Needless to say, none were genuine to their word.

Seven years. Seven long years and the Princess never did come Back to Hyrule.

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This is just basically an overview of the past. And there's actually more to it. You'll just have to wait to find out. :P And I promise the next chapter will be better. Much more to come! Thank you for reading.