Chapter 3:

"Wake up..Wake up, Adara." a voice said.

Adara turned on her side and snuggled into something plush. She mumbled to herself and heard music that lulled her back to her deep sleep.

"Wake up!" a voice yelled.

Adara jumped up eyes wide and took in her surroundings. Dark brick walls, torches on the walls, animal rugs across the floor, windows stained yellow, the room dark and eerie. She rubs her head, noticing that her hair is longer, nearly reaching her knees, but…her legs looked longer..nah, she was just seeing things wrong.

She got up, off the bed, which was big enough for four people to sleep on, covered in velvet red blankets and pillows. She walked towards the door in the room and opened it slowly, avoiding the chance for it to creak loudly. She walked towards the music, down a hallway, but when she walked something caught her eye..herself. There was long mirrors in the hallway, and what she saw was..older and tall. She was a woman. How many years has it been? What happened in those years? Many questions like that ran through her mind within seconds.

Her hair, soft and long, skin still dark and caramel as ever, eyes bright and green like a leaf, and her body..boy did that change. Her body had her womanly curves, more muscled somehow, she grew to a height of five foot six inches tall, and her breasts..those grew to a D-cup. Wow.. She was shocked by her appearance more than ever. She held that sexy Gerudo woman look with her body and face, but still held that grace and innocence of a Hyrulian girl somehow as well. She wore a dress, very beautiful. A rose red dress, stitched with black lace around the back and bottom of the dress. It hung low on her shoulders, showing her collarbone, but stops right before her cleavage could be revealed.

Her thinking was cut off short as the music stopped. She walked to the door, looking through the slightly cracked door, seeing Ganondorf with a cape on, sitting at his organ, looking down at his thighs. She pushing the door open, trying to be quiet, and gently walked towards him, up a few steps of stairs until she was right behind him. She could hear him softly breathing, probably in thought, and she was about to touch his shoulder, but stopped herself. She turned away, walking away, but was stopped as he grabbed her arm with enough force to stop her and scare her for a moment, "Finally. You have awaken.." he grumbled.

She turns towards him, looking at him as if she did something bad, guilty, "Sorry.."

He deeply chuckles through his chest, "Sorry? No one is ever sorry.."

"Well I am," she said, "I didn't ask to be put to sleep for god knows how long."

"Seven years."

"What?" She asked.

"Seven years I waited for you to awake," he answered, "The kid probably is awake as well.." he whispered to himself.

"Seven years?!" she shrieked, "Who took care of me when I was laying there?"

"My slaves..who eventually died because they disobeyed me or stole from me," he said in pride.

She stared at him flabbergasted, "You killed them?" she jerked her arm from his hand.

"What's the big deal with their lives?" he asked, "Why do you care? They're demons!" he hissed.

"I care because they are people just like you and me!" she yelled, "They live their lives, work to live, and die from old age. It's wrong to take their life away from them!"

She ran down the stairs mad, about to leave, but was stopped by his voice, "STOP!" he bellowed. She turned towards him annoyed, slightly afraid as well, "You dare judge me?" he questioned as he walked towards her.

"I'm not judging you," she said with attitude, "I'm just saying killing is wr-"

"Don't! Don't finish that sentence!" he yelled, "You judged me!"

She groaned annoyed, "We're all judged! At the end of the day, we're all judged for what we do. Sometimes it's good, sometimes bad. It's depends on what you choose to do that will define you," she yelled.

He actually looked a little shocked by her answer, but his poker face held the shock away, "I'm the one who judges. I am KING! And I say what judged and what is not!" he grabbed her arm and was zap again, but it went right to his chest. He gasps loud, then groans loud as he fell to his knees in front of Adara. A large hole in his armor remained from the zap, causing some smoke to come off the armor.

Adara gasps surprised, grabbing his arm, "I'm sorry!" she apologized, trying to help him back to his feet. Adara was actually shocked by herself. Why would she help a man who left his mother to die, probably even killed her father, and destroyed the only thing she knew, her home. She didn't know, all she did know was she felt responsible for his injury, making her feel guilty to cause anyone pain, no matter how evil they may be.

He pulled his arm out of her hands, "I'm fine!" he yelled, "It's not the first time I've been-" he was cut off by the sudden loss of blood. He fell back to his knees and coughed up some blood onto the floor, and Adara laid him down.

She kneed over the man as she watched him go slightly pale, she grabbed her dress, and ripped the front of it, applying pressure with it on his wound, "Do you have anything to heal this with?" she asked.

"Why would I need that? I have magic!" he yelled, but groan when it started to hurt more.

"You can't always depend on magic!" she said annoyed, but shut up the instant he glared at her, "Fine, can you heal yourself?"

"No, Koume and Kotake had to heal me last time!" he barked, "since SOMEONE injured my arm seven years ago!"

It was her turn to glare now, "Oh come on! I didn't plan to zap you! You can't pin that on me! That's just karma telling you to be nice," she applied more pressure out of anger which cause Ganondorf to groan louder.

"Karma can kiss ever bad deed I did, and shove it where the sun don't shine because I'm too bad for karma to even worry about what I do."

"Oh yeah? Then how come every time you touch me, you get injured?" she questioned with a smirk.

"Because you're zapping me on purpose!" he yelled, "How else would I get hurt?"

"Ummm…KARMA!" she applied more pressure as he started to look more paler, "You might want to call those hags. You're not looking too good.." she said out of concern.

He laughed weakly, "Hags? They hate when they're called that,"

"Doesn't stop me from calling them that," she said with a laugh, "You better summon them or something."

"I'm fine.." he said as he started to cough more blood.

"Call them or you're guaranteed to die!" she yelled annoyed.

He rolled his eyes at Adara, and within seconds, the witches were here, "Again?" Kotake questioned.

"You injured our King!" Koume yelled.

"Not on purpose!" Adara defended herself, "He grabbed me and got zapped."

"Why you little.." Koume started, but stop when Ganondorf started to cough more blood. She pushed Adara out of the way, "Move!" she yelled.

They pressed their hands together as magic streamed through their fingers, placing their hands on his chest, healing him in a matter of seconds as Ganondorf groaned in discomfort. Adara watched in guilt, staring at her fingers, covered in cold blood. She couldn't understand why she felt this way. He was evil! He was filled with lust for power, and didn't care for anyone else, but himself..But she couldn't be mean to him. She treats people the way she wants to be treated, but with him she needed to be a bit rude back, giving him a taste of his own medicine. She didn't like acting like that, but she had to, other wise she knew he would find amusement if she acted weak in his eyes. She wasn't going to let a evil man win a battle against her, she was too stubborn to let that happen.

When the witches finished, she pulled herself out of her thoughts, and saw them back away from him. They glared at her, "Don't let that happen again.." Kotake said.

"Alright," Adara said. As they were about to leave she said, "See you later, hags." Adara said with a sly smirk.

They glared and disappeared into thin air. Ganondorf laughed a bit, "They were ready to kill you then and there." He got up slowly, holding a hand to his chest, "Of course they didn't since they were afraid to get zapped themselves," he admitted.

"So, they're scared of me?" she asked.

He glared, "Don't become cocky," he took a few steps, but almost lost his balance. Adara ran over, wrapping an arm around his waist and his around across her shoulders, "What do you think you're doing?" he grumbled.

"You need help," she pointed out, helping him walk back to the bedroom slowly, "Everyone has to rest after loosing blood, duh," she said as serious as she possible could, but giggled a bit at the end.

Ganondorf held his laugh and small smile in. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he was starting to slightly like the kid. Probably even more than the other kid with the annoying blonde hair and tacky green clothes (I love green, but obviously he doesn't :( ). He put that aside of course. He was after her Triforce, as well as the others. He needed it! He was rightful owner of the Triforce in his eyes. If he had those pieces, he wouldn't need anything else..

Adara helped him into the bed, lifting his legs up onto the bed. She reached his boots, unbuckling them and dropping them next to the bed on the floor, and threw a blanket onto him, patting it down afterwards. She felt his eyes on her the entire time. She didn't look at him, so she couldn't tell what he was feeling through his expression. She figured it was his regular grumpy evil smirk or frown, so she didn't bother looking. When she was about to walk away he grabbed her wrist, she looked at him, and he had a look that she could not explain, "Is something wrong?" she asked.

"Why?" he demanded.

She sighed, "You may be an Evil King, but it doesn't mean I should be cruel to you just because you are toward people. I choose to be nice, even to enemies."

"Doesn't that get annoying?" he asked with a roll of his eyes.

She laughed a bit at the question, "Sure, but I want to treat people I want to be treated. So if I were rude, that person would be rude back. I'm hoping if someone was rude to me when I wasn't, it would teach them how to treat me."

He snarled, "You expect me to be weak and pitiful?"

"No, just nicer. Averagely people respect people who are more kinder, oppose to someone who is cruel, they have enemies within moment of conversations."

He thought for a moment in silence from her answer. She turned to leave once more then a moment later, he grabbed her wrist harder, pulling her onto him as her head rested on his shoulder, and the rest of her body was against the left side of his body, with her arm wrapped across his chest, "You're not leaving, you're staying so I can keep an eye on you."

Adara blushed at the motion he preformed, and heard his soft heart beat, beating against her ear softly. She smiled to herself, and closed her eyes, relaxed by the sound of a heart beat.

She fell asleep within minutes, and Ganondorf was left to stare at the ceiling. He couldn't understand this girl at all. She always manages to surprise him with the answers she gives him, and yet makes him weaker. Something, maybe her aura instantly makes him weak as a King. A KING! He never imagined himself becoming weak from a simple woman, a demon as well, from just the simplest things she does or say. He sighed annoyed, rubbing his eyes tiredly. His actions cause Adara to moan softly in her sleep, and snuggle closer to him, nuzzling her head under his chin. He felt his heart beating faster..He glared. "This woman is weakening me by the moment," he thought, "I need to find out how to take the Triforce from her before I become a stupid weakling!" he yelled in his head.