I don't own Zelda. I do own any specific Gerudo mentioned in the story.
Ch.1
19 years later.
Zelda awoke from her dream with a start. It was so dark she couldn't tell the transparent window from the opaque wall. She got out the dagger she had hidden in her bed, a place where not even a watchful, snoopy servant could find it. She crept on her toes to the door, and then silently opened it. Zelda quickly peeked outside, but the empty corridor scuttled her idea of a break-in. But she could almost hear the faint noise of someone breathing close by. 'It can't be anything.' Zelda thought to herself. 'There are guards here. This isn't a village or forest.' But she was still scared.
Ever so quietly, she crept down the hallway, careful not to make the loose floorboard squeak. A tall woman-like figure flashed before her eyes, but when she went to turn her head, it was gone. She snuck back into her bedroom and thought for a bit. The figure wasn't a specter, she was sure of that. It had a high ponytail, and it did not have a traditional gown on. Even peasants, such as her friend Rachael, who knew her as Willow from her sneaking down to the market as one of the common, knew to wear a gown, blouse and lace up corset. Unless the figure was a savage from the Valley, or as Father made her say by their proper name, a Gerudo. Still, the question remained in her mind as two raps on her door let her know breakfast was to be served.
Later on that night, as she lay in bed, dagger in her hand, the same noise came. Instead of chasing the thing away by her leaving the room, she moved her foot out the four-poster, queen sized bed to the sleeping Link, who lay on a cot at her side. She nudged him to let him know, but he just rolled over, muttering something about milk. Zelda sighed and grabbed the dagger. It was time to take action into her hands. She slipped out of the room and down the stairs. A crash filled the empty entry hall. She saw the figure of the savage run toward a larger figure. She followed it, unaware of what was going on. Her long blonde hair caught onto something, and when she spun around, a Gerudo held it.
"Move, and die. Don't move and die."
Zelda was caught in a difficult position. She had nowhere to turn. If she screamed, the Gerudo could easily knock her out and hide her. A voice suddenly came out of nowhere.
" Najia, stop. We need the girl alive. We killed her mother, we can't risk losing the girl."
" Yes sir, but she posed a threat to me with her petty tool, and I had to do something."
"Very well. Let me speak with Zelda, and leave. That is your name, yes?"
Zelda nodded, noticing both Najia and the male, who had a strong Gerudo accent, even though he was male and all Gerudo were female, except the male born once every thousand years, which was.Ganondorf!
"Yes my dear, I am the great Ganondorf."
He had bowed before her, a deep mock bow. Zelda, always doing what manners had been pounded into her at an early age, curtsied. Ganondorf laughed, probably at her ability to be a lady even in the most dangerous situations. Zelda scowled and tried to go to the stairs, but a blade to her neck stopped her.
"Dear, you're coming with me. Wouldn't you just love living in the Valley? Shame you don't. Your mother absolutely loved it!"
"What do you know about my mother, and what right do you have to speak of it?! My mother died nineteen years ago, and she sure was not a savage!"
He laughed, of all things! Surely her mother wasn't.Her thoughts were interrupted by something hard hitting her in the back of her head, and then nothing but deep black space.
Cliffhanger, ne? ^^ Don't worry, there'll be a Ch. 2 every soon! E-mail is at karisangel40@hotmail.com. Ja!
Ch.1
19 years later.
Zelda awoke from her dream with a start. It was so dark she couldn't tell the transparent window from the opaque wall. She got out the dagger she had hidden in her bed, a place where not even a watchful, snoopy servant could find it. She crept on her toes to the door, and then silently opened it. Zelda quickly peeked outside, but the empty corridor scuttled her idea of a break-in. But she could almost hear the faint noise of someone breathing close by. 'It can't be anything.' Zelda thought to herself. 'There are guards here. This isn't a village or forest.' But she was still scared.
Ever so quietly, she crept down the hallway, careful not to make the loose floorboard squeak. A tall woman-like figure flashed before her eyes, but when she went to turn her head, it was gone. She snuck back into her bedroom and thought for a bit. The figure wasn't a specter, she was sure of that. It had a high ponytail, and it did not have a traditional gown on. Even peasants, such as her friend Rachael, who knew her as Willow from her sneaking down to the market as one of the common, knew to wear a gown, blouse and lace up corset. Unless the figure was a savage from the Valley, or as Father made her say by their proper name, a Gerudo. Still, the question remained in her mind as two raps on her door let her know breakfast was to be served.
Later on that night, as she lay in bed, dagger in her hand, the same noise came. Instead of chasing the thing away by her leaving the room, she moved her foot out the four-poster, queen sized bed to the sleeping Link, who lay on a cot at her side. She nudged him to let him know, but he just rolled over, muttering something about milk. Zelda sighed and grabbed the dagger. It was time to take action into her hands. She slipped out of the room and down the stairs. A crash filled the empty entry hall. She saw the figure of the savage run toward a larger figure. She followed it, unaware of what was going on. Her long blonde hair caught onto something, and when she spun around, a Gerudo held it.
"Move, and die. Don't move and die."
Zelda was caught in a difficult position. She had nowhere to turn. If she screamed, the Gerudo could easily knock her out and hide her. A voice suddenly came out of nowhere.
" Najia, stop. We need the girl alive. We killed her mother, we can't risk losing the girl."
" Yes sir, but she posed a threat to me with her petty tool, and I had to do something."
"Very well. Let me speak with Zelda, and leave. That is your name, yes?"
Zelda nodded, noticing both Najia and the male, who had a strong Gerudo accent, even though he was male and all Gerudo were female, except the male born once every thousand years, which was.Ganondorf!
"Yes my dear, I am the great Ganondorf."
He had bowed before her, a deep mock bow. Zelda, always doing what manners had been pounded into her at an early age, curtsied. Ganondorf laughed, probably at her ability to be a lady even in the most dangerous situations. Zelda scowled and tried to go to the stairs, but a blade to her neck stopped her.
"Dear, you're coming with me. Wouldn't you just love living in the Valley? Shame you don't. Your mother absolutely loved it!"
"What do you know about my mother, and what right do you have to speak of it?! My mother died nineteen years ago, and she sure was not a savage!"
He laughed, of all things! Surely her mother wasn't.Her thoughts were interrupted by something hard hitting her in the back of her head, and then nothing but deep black space.
Cliffhanger, ne? ^^ Don't worry, there'll be a Ch. 2 every soon! E-mail is at karisangel40@hotmail.com. Ja!
