Princess of Thieves

Princess of Thieves

Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it again? I DON'T OWN LOZ OR ITS CHARACTERS! However, I do own Calypso!

I was bored so I'm posting 2 chapters in one day. Shut up…

And thanks to Suethe and Brightpaw94 for reviewing the last two chapters.

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1 year, several headaches, 3 broken fingers, 2 more scars 5 months and 10 minutes later….

Calypso was growing up fast. She could hardly believe she was ten now. In two years she could go to Hyrule with her father. She couldn't wait but part of her was a little sad she was growing up so fast. It didn't help that everyone kept reminding her that the next 10 to 11 years would go by faster than she could believe. (I've been told that and it really bothers me.)

In the past year she had stopped skipping training as often, got into a bad fight with two young Dodongos resulting in more scars and her 3 broken fingers, and she somehow caused her father to temporarily loose his sanity (omg! Ganon used to be sane!). He was doing better now but no one wanted to relive the two weeks where Ganondorf had officially lost it. Now he was back to his normal level of sanity, though that wasn't saying much.

She had actually earned a day off from training and didn't know what to do. Goofing off was no fun if you weren't getting away with something. Basically she had five choices of what she could do today. One: sit in her room and stare at the ceiling all day. Two: practice jumping fences with her horse, Agro. Three: find someone to practice her sword technique with. Four: actually clean her room (but who wanted to do that?). Or five: give her father a headache by causing trouble.

As appealing as number 5 sounded, her father was running low on medication for headaches and no one could stand an even angrier than usual Ganondorf because he had a bad headache. She had already spent the last 20 minutes staring at the ceiling. She had spent 3 hours yesterday jumping fences with Agro. That left only cleaning her room or finding someone to practice swordsmanship with. Wow, such a difficult decision. Clean or rip stuff apart with a sword….I think you know what she chose.

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Ganondorf's day so far was going great. His plans were, well they were going according to plan. And the best part was that his daughter hadn't bothered all day! He hadn't even seen her since breakfast earlier this morning. Perhaps, for the first time since he had imprisoned Nabooru in a statue 9 and a half years ago and had to raise Calypso alone, he might make it through the day without a headache!

Well of course, as the authoress of this story, I cannot allow this to happen! What a rip off that would be. Don't you agree? Anyway, back to the story….

There was a knock at Ganondorf's door…

"Enter." He said, but he was seriously regretting this after his daughter walked into his study.

"Hey Dad. Come practice swordsmanship with me." It was more of an order than request. Ganondorf groaned and massaged his temples. Stay calm. Don't get mad. It will only give you a headache. Damn it! This isn't working! He thought to himself before turning back to look at Calypso.

"And why should I waste my time on helping you with swordsmanship when there are so many other people who would be honored to challenge their Princess of Thieves?" He asked, glaring down at her (remember, she's still only ten, no matter how tall you are when you're ten you still look small next to a 7 foot man.).

"Because you're the only one who's and challenge and you don't hold back like everyone else. Besides, all you ever do all day is sit on your butt and plan stuff that won't go into motion for like another 8 years." She glared back at her father. She was probably the only person in the whole Zelda universe who wasn't intimidated by Ganondorf. Once again, as they have so many times before, the two Gerudoes sat glaring at each other. (Aww. Father-daughter bonding! It's so sweet. I think I need a tissue.)

Calypso, whose attention span seemed to be shrinking each day due to the fact that she would be a teenager in 3 short years, quickly grew tired of this. She pulled out her secret weapon. The look. Her father always crumbled under the look. Inside, Ganondorf was panicking.

She was giving him the look again. He had only stood up to it a few times and that had been when she was younger and less experienced. The look affected him so much was because Nabooru had used it on him all the time when they were younger. Most women mastered this technique but Nabooru had been especially good at it and Calypso inherited that trait.

"Fine! I'll let you practice with me this time." He said, feeling defeated and broken inside. Stupid weakling! How can you give in just because a girl gave you a certain look! Said a demonic voice in Ganon's head. Oh shut it. He told the voice. Wait, am I arguing with myself? No, even worse! I'm losing an argument against myself! I need more medication. Calypso grinned at him once again. She knew she could make him argue with himself. She just knew. She loved being able to do that.

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The Gerudo training ground was definitely the place Gerudoes spent the most time. For once, there was no one there. Everyone was busy doing numerous duties all over the fortress.

It had been a while since Ganondorf had sparred with Calypso so he had to admit he was curious as to how much she had progressed. Ganondorf pulled out his sword. It was black, and large and sharp and fancy and…oh you get the idea! Calypso also pulled out her sword. It too was black but of course it was smaller than Ganon's. The design was similar to the Master Sword's but this blade gave power to dark forces instead of destroying them like the Master Sword.

"Come at me with all you got! No holding back!" Ganondorf shouted. And with that, the fight began. Calypso made the first move. She preformed a powerful jump attack. Ganondorf dodged it with ease but she was fast and followed quickly with a sideways thrust which Ganondorf narrowly dodged.

Ganondorf counter attacked with a quick horizontal slash. Calypso back flipped, rolled on the ground, came up behind her father and hit him hard in the back with the flat side of her sword, knocking him off balance. She took this chance to kick him in the lower back so he fell face first into the dirt.

Ganondorf barely had time to roll onto his back before Calypso was standing above him, her sword pointing at his neck with that damn grin of hers. He swung his sword up to hit her in the side but she blocked it. He took his chance and grabbed her left arm and threw her a couple feet away from him. She landed face first, with the wind knocked out of her.

Ganondorf jumped to his feet and quickly ran to Calypso for the finishing attack. Before she had time to know what was happening her father had his right knee on her back, preventing her from getting up. And damn did that hurt!

"Had enough?" He asked with a grin very similar to Calypso's on his face. She tried to get up and pushed against his knee but it was no use. But there was no way she was gonna give up so easily. She tried something she'd never done before. She called upon the power of the Triforce she had inherited from her father.

Focusing all her energy on her left hand, she leaned back as best she could and elbowed her father in the chest. Hard. It felt great to have his weight off of her back but even better to feel the Triforce's power flowing through her. Ganondorf didn't know what hit him.

Calypso jumped to her feet, catching her breath quickly and jumped after her father. She landed a close jump attack near his head, barely missing. Ganondorf just stared wide eyed at his daughter standing above him. She's using the Triforce! Alright then…let's just see how much she can take. Ganondorf called on the power of his Triforce.

Soon he felt the familiar power flowing from his left hand. He focused all his power into his left hand only and punched her in the stomach. She felt like 100 bricks had nailed her in the stomach. Then everything went black. Ganondorf chuckled and picked up his now unconscious daughter. Either she was getting way too good or he was getting old. He preferred to think she was just getting too good. He was only 35 years old. At least he thought he was….he stopped keeping track.

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The next morning

"Owwww. I feel horrible. What happened?" Calypso groaned, just waking up. She heard a familiar chuckle in the corner of the room. Looking up she saw her father, grinning at her evilly.

"You got your little ass kicked by me, that's what happened you little twerp." He said. This time, it was Ganondorf whose red eyes were shining mischievously. Calypso just glared at her father before she had a wonderful idea. Quickly, she conjured up a small ball of energy using magic she had learned and shot at Ganondorf, hitting him in the chest where he was already sore from her elbow during their fight.

"Ow! You little jerk!" He yelled, rubbing his chest. Calypso laughed out loud at him. And of course the hit gave him a headache.

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Meanwhile, the doctor was watching the whole event through the window while she was treating an injury on one of the younger students. The doctor shook her head.

"Princess Calypso is going to grow up to be just as devious as Lord Ganondorf."

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Well that was fun to type.

Review please.

Ganondorf always needs more pain medication.