Prologue ~
The young women ran, the pounding of her heart echoing the pounding of the thunder overhead. The rain seemed to come from all directions at once, plastering her hair to her head and drowning the dust choked land. Never in all her years had the women seen a storm of this severity. It seemed nature itself was hell-bent on destroying the land.
The young women looked behind her, sensing that the evil was coming closer. "Goddess preserve me....." she whispered, pushing herself to run faster. If it should catch her, then it would all be over.
A sudden flash of lightning illuminated the silhouette of the temple in front of her. Its great marble facade seemed to her in that moment to shine like the sacred realm. Her gateway to the past and Hyrule's hope both lay within this sacred place. She ran up the steps, her footsteps echoing throughout the chamber as she entered.
The temple was dark and empty. The soft light and the quiet voiced Keepers both seemed to have fled. A thousand times the young women had entered the temple but she had never experienced such a feeling of loneliness within its sacred walls. Even now, running to the alter and intent on her purpose, she was acutely aware of how wrong the very air within the temple felt. Legend said that the last place to fall in Hyrule would be the Temple of Time and it would not fall until blood was shed within its walls.
With shaking hands and her breath coming in gasps, the young women lifted a pale blue ocarina to her lips. The soft melody she played caused the ocarina to emit a soft light and was echoed by a shudder from the great stone door behind the alter. She watched as the door opened, reviling the inner chamber. In here, the resting place of the legendary Master Sword, she would find the path she sought. The path back to the time when everything went wrong and the evil gained a foothold in the kingdom.
The young women stepped into the chamber, hesitating for the first time in her flight. Though the Master Sword stood in a pool of light in the center of the room, the rest of the chamber was completely obscured in darkness. The feeling of unease she had felt only seemed to increase as she drew closer to the sword. Every instinct within her screamed to draw back and flee this place but the women knew she had no place to run. This was Hyrule's only chance and besides....she couldn't let his sacrifice be in vain.
Stepping onto the platform with new found conviction, the young women never saw the figure materialize behind her. It waited until she reached the blade to strike. Impaling her from behind with a spear carved only of shadows, it watched in disdain as the women's limp body slumped over the sword.
"The two of you were always fools.....if you couldn't handle Ganon, how could you stand a chance against me?" The figure laughed as it melted back into the darkness; the same darkness that now spread its hands over all of Hyrule.....
Unseen to the figure was the flicker of light before the shadow fell for good. The mark of the triforce glowing on a pale hand in a pool of shadow, light, and blood....