The storm raged on around them. The night seemed longer than usual. Inside a small, one roomed house, three
adults took refuge in a corner. The only wooden door had been latched shut, and a simple oak wardrobe was pushed aganst it.
The few windows were borded up, and all the candles had been snuffed. There was not a sound comming from the three who hid,
but outside, there was a dreadful chorus of sounds. Thunder and lightning flashed and banged, and a flood of rain poured
down from the heavens. Sounds of burning houses and screams of villagers shot through their ears.
"Aaaah!" Cried a woman, laying on a bed in the room. Her breathing deepened, and there was no light to see the
pained expression upon her face, and tears streamed down from her eyes. The other two, aware of her pain, could only hold
her and console her, one a man, one a woman. The man heald the screaming woman's hand and kissed her cheek.
"Shh. Lynna. You're okay." He said. His soft but strong words comforted her, but she knew they were false. He put
his arm around her.
"Lynna. I love you. Whatever happens you're going to be okay I promise. I will protect you." He caresse her cheek,
and then rested his hand on her stomach, enderingly. It suprised him still, how thin she used to be, and now she protruded
out greatly, She was ready to bare child, but the pain and pressure was great.
"We aren't safe here." Said the other woman in the room. "We must leave."
"What? If we leave here we will die.. They are looking for us!" Yelled the man. The thought of endangering
his wife was too much for him. "We can't just walk out the front door."
"Yes I'm aware." Said the woman. She walked over to the place where the wardrobe used to stand. In the wooden
floorboards, there was a small hole, which she used to lift up a trapdoor.
"Each house in this village is connected. They lead to sanctuary. Protection. You will be safe there. You must hurry.
She won't last much longer."
As they gathered their strength, and a sword from a chest at the foot of the bed, the mother at the aid of the
other woman slowly climed down the ladder into a dark corridor, and as they did so, the front door began to shake violently.
They had been found. The man's heart sank. This was his chance to saVe his family, and to ensure the birth of his child.
"They've found us! Ill try to fight them off. Take Lynna. Keep her safe!" Emotions welled inside him, but this was
hardly the time.
"No! Kaepora! You'll be taken!" She sobbed. She wanted to hold her husband again. But Impa tugged at her side.
"M'lady, we must go. He will be okay. We need to get you to saftey."
The door shattered, the hatch was closed, Impa and Lynna made their way through pure darkness. But they weren't
blinded. Impa was used to these corridors. The darkness was where her people were birthed. Lynna wondered of their saftey,
weather she would see her husband, and the daylight of Hyrule. But the world was forever changed that night...
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The great Tower of the Gods loomed before a shadowy vessel, coated in fog, growing larger with their approach.

"You're sure this is the way in?" Said the boy to his spirit companion.
"Yes, through the mouth of the gods. The way to the guardian requires three keys, though I know not of their
location. The guardian will not let you pass easily, though I don't doubt your... skills. Once you reach the top, you
will know what is required. Heh, heh, heh, I only wish I could witness your triumph... or death." He gave a menacing smirk.
The boy returned with a more twisted smile.
"This beacon that seperates two worlds like a small stitch in a tapestry, I will unravel this place!
Wait here for my return."
"What shall I call you, Master?" Asked the phantom.
"Few know my true name to this day. Those who cross me now have come to know me as Enium."

The dark, ghastly ship sailed close to the tower's encircling archway. The boy replaced his hood, hiding his face
from the light of the moons, and the judgement of the heavens. He knew the gods were watching. He anticipated that. He
stepped toward the starboard bough.
Getting in was easy. With the aid of a small boat, Enium entered the tower, passing through a powerfull waterfall
inside, spewing from the mouth of a stone face carving. Deeper inside, lit by few chandelabre, columns in a circular room
were placed around a glowing portal.
"Someone has been here. The keys are in place, activating the portal." Said the boy to himself. His clothes were
soaked from the water, but he disregarded it. The thought crossed his mind that someone could be with him in this very place.
He wondered who.
He entered the portal of light and was immediatly transported to the uppermost floor. A large, empty, circular room,
aside from the colossal statue created from perfectly cut stone. Enium could detect no energy resonating from the artifact.

"Hah. This is the great guardian created by the gods to protect this place. This supports the fact that the gods
don't care about this place. I will see that it is destroyed." He laughed.
He headed over to another circular portal in the center of the room, near the remnants of the guardian. When he
looked down at it, and then back up, he was under the night sky once again. The air was no longer old, dusty, and still,
but fresh, cool, and salty. He stood under a golden bell, glinting silver with moonlight. Behind him, he could hear
the flapping of wings. He turned around to see who was watching him.
He faced a big, brown owl with bright white eyes, and a sharp beak.
"I should have known you'd follow me here, Gaebora. You wish this as much as I do. Don't try to stop me. You know
you will fail." He smirked. "You're weak."
With his malicious words, the owl took flight, circling around him once, then dove from above toward him. At the last
second, the silver haired boy dodged the bird. He reached into his robe and retrieved his wand. With a fast flick, he cast
a beam of blackness which snaked and swirled toward the owl, quickly ensnaring him. The bird squirmed and writhed, untill the
darkness overtook him. The black mangled sillohette of the bird shrunk untill it was a small, floating ball of blackness
that hovered before Enium. The shadows melted to reveal a wooden mask, in the shape of the owl's face. He quickly hid the
mask in his robes, with the satisfaction that an advasary has been eliminated.
"This moment, will undo history!"

*Authors Note: I had to create a name for a few unnamed characters. Lynna sounded fitting, and Enium is an anigram for a word that means doomed one. And just for clarity, At the moment, only Lynna is the only oc but all will be made clear. I doubt there will be any other oc.