6 years later . . .

The King of the Gerudos, Ganondorf, rested on his throne that once was the throne of the king of Hyrule. He glanced out the window, and focused specifically on the gloomy cloud and howling wind that surrounded Death Mountain. The cloud was a pink ring that circled around the mountain and moved as the wind did. Ganondorf chuckled as he looked down on the castle town, which had been reduced to ashes and was crawling with redeads, or zombie-like creatures that fed on human flesh. Many of the Hylian people had moved to Kakariko village, where it was seemingly safe from the evil king. Ganondorf had considered storming that town, but not much could be gained from it. He figured that it would be pointless.

Ganondorf toyed with a trinket that he had received from his people, the Gerudos. The Gerudos were a group of female thieves that made very good warriors. They live in a desert wasteland that is nearly impossible to navigate through, thus giving them the advantage of hiding. Every hundred years, a male Gerudo is born. The last male to be born was none other than the King of Darkness-Ganondorf.

There was a clap of thunder. There was a natural storm approaching, something that happened all too frequently in these days. Ganon(for short) looked at the reddened clouds. They lit up with lightning and rumbled shortly afterward. Ganondorf chuckled again.

Elsewhere in Hyrule, or what remained of Hyrule, Impa was taking a walk through a forgotten forest. Not the Lost Woods, but a different unnamed forest. She stepped through a pile of leaves and kicked at it aimlessly. As the leaves flew up into the air, Impa noticed an unnatural flash of light. The Sheikah woman used her leg muscles to spring straight up into the air before grabbing on to a tree branch and remaining there, instinctively searching for enemies. Another figure was walking along the same path. Impa couldn't quite see the figure; he or she was wearing a black cloak and hood. Once in range, Impa jumped behind the figure. Before he or she could react, the Sheikah fingered her way to the figure's mouth and covered it, along with using her other hand to hold a knife up to their neck.

"You're coming with me," she said in a threateningly low voice. The figure laughed and held up her hand. A symbol was glowing on the back of the small and delicate hand—the Triforce. Impa jumped backward and bowed, stuffing her knife back into her pocket. "Forgive me, Princess Zelda."

The princess lifted her hood and laughed.

"Oh, don't worry about it. I know how protective you are of this forest. It's very peaceful, and probably the only place that isn't darkened by Ganondorf's rule."

Impa nodded darkly.

"It's true, but horrible. This shouldn't be the only light place in all of Hyrule," she said bitterly, gritting her teeth. Zelda placed her hand on Impa's shoulder.

"I understand your anger, Impa, but we still need a plan of action."

"You know the Chosen One is still in the Spirit Realm. What difference could we possibly make?"

Zelda held up her hand again. Her section of the Triforce lit up—the Triforce of Wisdom.

"Impa, you know what this is, right?"

"Princess, don't you dare use the Triforce to convince me that you're strong enough to take the King of Evil by yourself."

Zelda sighed and hung her head.

"I just can't let him take over my father's kingdom like this."

Impa rose her voice, becoming irritated by the princess' excuses.

"He already has, Princess. Have you not accepted that yet?"

Zelda paused. Her eyes began to water as she struggled to argue.

"I . . . I just . . ."

"You haven't, Zelda," Impa said shortly, shaking her head. The princess felt warm tears cascading from her eyes. Impa took her shoulder gently.

"I can't do this anymore, Impa. I need to protect my father's kingdom. I am a Hylian, and I must do what I need to."

"You and I both know that there isn't much that we can do. But don't forget who we are."

Zelda's eyes widened.

". . . Sages?"

Impa nodded.

"Yes, don't you remember? We can guide the Chosen One once he returns from the Spirit Realm. But that's all that we can do."

"I want to help."

"Then we must wait for our Chosen One."

"He's taking too long."

Impa chuckled, and then whispered to the Princess.

"I think that Sheik would be helpful to us in this situation."

Zelda's eyes brightened after hearing this.

" . . . You think so, Impa?"

Impa nodded.

"I know so."