AN: You guys have no idea how hard this chapter was, but I got it. Yippie!

Chapter 7: Ganondorf

I arrived on the stage, Final Destination, with my heart pounding in dread. Never once in my entire time in this tournament had I fought Ganondorf without a team-mate, I never did it alone. I didn't know if I could beat him.

Yesterday, when I had a hangover, fighting Ganondorf didn't seem like that big of a problem. When I regained my senses this morning I had woken up with a sense of anxiety that set my heart beating. I was fighting Ganondorf, the man who controlled Zant who than killed my father.

Ganondorf's a powerful mage that was far stronger than me, I doubted I could get an arrow to hit him, and I could never have beaten him in a sword fight.

It was a self-fulfilling prophecy, a paradox of anxiety per say, the more I worried about fighting Ganondorf, the higher my chances of losing got. And the more I realized this, the more worried. Filled with nerves I could cling only to a single line of advice that my mother said to me:

If it bleeds you can kill it, if you can kill it than you don't have to fear it.

Over and over I repeated that line to help steady my pounding nerves. I told myself that there was nothing to fear. no matter what happened I would find myself safe in the girl's locker room. It's just another fight that I had to win, a challenge to overcome.

Then Ganondorf arrived and the announcer said the go.

He reacted first and in his hand appeared a medium-sized ball of dark magic. He then threw it at me; I easily dogged it. Then Din's Fire appeared in my hand and I tossed it at him in retaliation. It was suddenly a war of magic.

Across the stage I threw lightning, fire and light. Ganondorf dogged and attacked in the like. I barely rolled out-of-the-way of a large ball of dark magic.

Still kneeling I launched Din's Fire at him again and then as I stood Farore's Wind wrapped itself around me.I appeared behind Ganondorf. I leapt up and dug both of my hands my hands into his shoulders to break his balance, when I landed swung him around and forced him to his knees.

I dug my thumbs into his the back of Ganondorf's neck and forced a powerful wave of energy through my hands into his back. The energy would have broken the spine of a normal man.

But Ganondorf wasn't a normal human and he rolled away, stood up and popped his neck as if nothing happened. My moral levels dropped sharply.

"This is pitifully easy, Ganondorf," I taunted, faking confidence. "I would expect the King of Twilight to put up a better fight. Oh! And I can't believe that I forgot but you're not a king anymore no wonder this is so easy. Sorry, didn't mean to overestimate you."

That is exactly what he said to me in one of the three conversations we had, I had waited to say that for over two years. Ganondorf growled a noise that reminded me of an angry animal. If he's pissed, than that's good. That will make my win just that more satisfying.

Hey, I'm feeling better already! I thought.

I unsheathed my sword and slid back into a fighting stance. My eyes bore into Ganondorf, challenging him to come at me.

Ganondorf unsheathed his own sword and swung it with a fluid ease I wouldn't have suspected of such a large man. Quickly, raised my sword and blocked his, I twisted my sword around so the hilt caught his sword and twisted my body around so it was out-of-the-way.

With his sword pinned it was easy to kick his chest, I sorely regretted that as a stinging pain shot up my leg and in my foot. I disengaged and backed off, he was wearing armor. It was hard to tell because of the design made it look like almost like cloth.

This complicated things, my sword would only bounce off and damage the armor causing bruises that a man like Ganondorf could easily shrug off. I needed to make cuts that would bleed and weakening him, to traumatize the muscle enough to cause spasms...

I couldn't very well ask him to take it off, he probably wouldn't comply anyway. The only place I could truly cause the damage I needed was the head, if I could get close enough I use lightning magic on him but that would leave me vulnerable.

Ganondorf approached from the left side, slowly and methodically. I moved around with him, never letting my eyes fall of his center. A slight shift in his weight to the left and he swung his sword to the right.

I blocked and swung down back on him, he blocked my swing and kicked out at my chest. His foot slammed into my chest and I stumbled back. I let myself fall to stop myself from stumbling off the stage.

My already hurting chest burned with more pain as the shock of my deliberate fall rattled through me. I acted quickly as I had to avoid a ground fight Ganondorf, he was far to large for that.

I scissor kicked my legs, one foot attacking the knee and the other the ankle, to force Ganondorf to fall. He lost his balance and landed heavily on his side. I twisted my body around and swung my sword down at his neck to decapitate him.

Ganondorf reached up and caught my sword mid-swing, I could feel the sudden stop of my sword rattle through my body. He yanked on the blade and I quickly let it go. Ganondorf chucked my sword off the side of the stage and stood up.

I stared at where my sword had fallen off the side, I wasn't going to get my sword back for the rest of the fight unless Master Hand was feeling particularly nice.

Unlikely as an unarmed combatant versus a powerful king of dark magic in armor was a once a once in a life time opportunity and Master Hand would never give up a chance like that. Even if he was in a very good mood today he would see this as a great chance to create suspense in the fighting.

"Great," I muttered under my breath in Hylian. "Just wonderful."

Ganondorf attacked me with his sword and I dodged. We seemed to dance across the stage as I dodged and used small Nayru's love's to shield myself from his sword. I searched desperately for a chance to turn my defensive to and offensive but found little time to think before I had to dodge again.

My chance came when Ganondorf swung his sword straight down and I sidestepped it. I stepped in closer to his center and shoved into his chest while electrifying my hands. The effect wasn't what I intended, Ganondorf screamed in pain as the lightning spread out across the metal armor.

Why do I always forget the effects lightning has on metal?

I grinned as a plain formed in my mind, I didn't need a weapon after all. Magic surrounded my hands and I sparked lightning. I leapt forward, my hands and arms slashing at Ganondorf. He too seemed to have remembered that metal is a very good conductor and was desperately working to keep away from my hands. But anytime he moved away from one, I got him with the other.

Before I knew it Ganondorf was on the ground gasping, sweat covered his brow and his hand clutched his at his chest. Taking his disadvantage I swung my foot up and hooked it right underneath his chin, then I swung it down, hitting the heel of my foot on the top of his head.

Ganondorf went out like a light, and moments after he did. So did I because used all of my magic without realizing it.

Oops.