The is the Prologue to a story I have planned entitled A Link in the Chain. It will be a crossover of Zelda. Sorry there isn't much, actually there isn't any Powerpuff in the prologue but there will be some next chapter. This picks up after wind waker. The baddie is, of course, Ganon.
Prologue
Pain, immeasurable pain, seeping through his head, then nil, nothing, coldness. Everything was white, not the powerful searing white. The white of nothingness. Then black, contrast. Not the power he shrouded himself with. Like the white it was nothing. What was his name? He couldn't remember. What was his purpose? Did he have one? What happened? He couldn't, wait, there was a sword. The swords glow encompassed everything. There was only that sword, gleaming, ethereal yet, the most real thing he had ever seen. The smooth blue hilt boomed with tales of power, the long keen blade. The swords of evil's bane. The master sword! That was it. A young boy, dressed in green, flew up at him, brandishing the blade and rammed it into his head. He could feel time washing away like it was nothing but the eternal ebb of a rising ocean. Washing away strength, memory, identity. Washing away death? Then some else appeared in his vision. Three triangles. Glowing gold with power, the power of the gods. The Forsaken Fortress collapsed as he saw the boy in green raise the sword above his head in triumph. For some reason the sight filled him with hate. The boy stabbed the sword in a large mans head. He stabbed it in his head. Wait, I am Ganon, that is who I am.
My name is Ganon.
