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Author's Note: I just defeated Chrono Trigger for, like, the millionth time and I came up with this cool idea. Please R&R.
PROLOGUE
In the land of Hyrule, many tales revolve around the origin of the Master Sword. Some say a Hylian blacksmith forged it during the Imprisoning War, others say the three Goddesses created it, but the true history is neither.
After the creation by the Holy Three, there was chaos. Naraku, the Elemental of Plague, also called the Angel of Death, reigned supreme, she killed all who opposed her, men women, and even children, none escaped her wrath. It was upon seeing this that the Great Elemental Sisters; Netsui, elemental of fire, Mizuoyo, elemental of water, Kunesu, elemental of wind, and Tsuchi, elemental of earth, selected a warrior, a knight of Hyrule, to carry their wrath to their tainted sister. They combined their powers to the purest to create the ultimate evil-destroying weapon: The Master Sword. After an extraordinary battle, the knight subdued Naraku, and the four sisters sealed her inside a temporal gap between dimensions, using the Master Sword as the key and a temple to guard the entrance. After that, Ashla, Goddess of Time prophesized of a great evil, and the boy who would wield the legendary weapon against it.
* * *
Atop the mighty citadel, Ganondorf, king of darkness had been slain by a young boy. Ganondorf's body slammed hard against the floor. Link dropped to his knees, the Master Sword clattering to the ruined floor. He looked upon the Princess as the crystalline prison cracked, then shattered, falling around the Princess's feet. Link dropped his head; fatigue had finally found its mark on the hero.
Zelda approached, she set her fingers on Link's chin and lifted his gaze to match hers. Her eyes were compassionate; Link found much comfort in staring into those beautiful blue orbs.
"Rise, Hero of Time," Zelda spoke, her voice soft. Link stood, his feet uneasy underneath his weight. Zelda took the boy into a warm embrace, holding him against her bosom. Link wrapped her with is arms, laying his chin on her shoulder.
Link suddenly spun and pushed Zelda back; she stumbled and fell on her back. She sat up and began to speak, but stopped. Link had his mouth agape, as if to speak, but no sound came. His eyes showed pain. Zelda let her eyes fall on his body and stopped when she saw the blade tip protruding from his chest. She let her eyes travel past him, and gasped when she saw the callused hand clutching the hilt, the red eyes smiling in triumph.
Ganondorf lifted Link, still impaled, off the ground and the threw him aside, his body sliding off the sword with a sickening gush, then bouncing once, twice, then landing, sprawled out like a rag doll, his icy blue eyes staring at the sky.
Zelda chanced a glance to the ground and saw the Master Sword's blade glistening with Ganondorf's blood, where Link had dropped it. She threw her hand down onto the hilt and as she jerked up, Ganondorf's foot slammed down on the blade shattering it, Zelda pulled up the hilt and pulled the three inches of what remained of the blade.
Ganondorf reached down with his hand and at that instant, Zelda knew she had to do something. She jerked the broken blade across, sliding gracefully through Ganondorf's wrist, separating it. Ganondorf pulled his bloody stump back and howled in pain. He thrust his sword forward and Zelda knew, he won.
Zelda's lifeless corpse, collapsed, a small book slid out of her dress. Ganondorf's had had already began to regenerate, a property bestowed by the Triforce of Power. He lifted the book and opened it. After a few moments of reading, he lifted his eyes to the broken sword and smiled.
Ganondorf tucked the book away and began to pick up the sword and the pieces.
"Turn around, you monster," Ganondorf turned and met Rauru, the Sage of Light. Ganondorf smiled, but it faded when, one by one, the other Seven Wise Ones appeared. He was surrounded.
"Ganondorf, by our will, we bind thee to the Dark Realm that was product of the tainted touch to the Triforce." Rauru's voice was still strong after centuries.
"So now, you go to Hell!" Ruto spoke. Then, the sages lifted their hands to the air and created a whirling vertex that appeared over Ganondorf. The gravity of the vertex sucked Ganondorf in.
"No!" he screamed as his body vanished, the book and the sword falling from his grasp. He disappeared into the vertex, his voice still echoing in the air even after the vertex closed. Rauru looked at Link and Zelda's lifeless forms. His eyes dropped in sorrow and Princess Ruto and Saria's cries now drowned out all other sounds as they held each other tightly. Impa knelt next to Zelda's body and took it up into her arms, a single tear rolled down the Sheikah warrior's cheek, Nabooru and Darunia stood, no sound could be heard from them, but their eyes foretold of the sorrow.
Rauru retrieved the book from where it fell and looked at it. He opened it and read the first few paragraphs, then turned and signaled to Darunia, who waddled over to the ancient sage.
"What is it?" the fire sage asked.
"We must hide these," Rauru signaled to the shards of the Master Sword. "It's of the utmost importance."
Author's Note: I just defeated Chrono Trigger for, like, the millionth time and I came up with this cool idea. Please R&R.
PROLOGUE
In the land of Hyrule, many tales revolve around the origin of the Master Sword. Some say a Hylian blacksmith forged it during the Imprisoning War, others say the three Goddesses created it, but the true history is neither.
After the creation by the Holy Three, there was chaos. Naraku, the Elemental of Plague, also called the Angel of Death, reigned supreme, she killed all who opposed her, men women, and even children, none escaped her wrath. It was upon seeing this that the Great Elemental Sisters; Netsui, elemental of fire, Mizuoyo, elemental of water, Kunesu, elemental of wind, and Tsuchi, elemental of earth, selected a warrior, a knight of Hyrule, to carry their wrath to their tainted sister. They combined their powers to the purest to create the ultimate evil-destroying weapon: The Master Sword. After an extraordinary battle, the knight subdued Naraku, and the four sisters sealed her inside a temporal gap between dimensions, using the Master Sword as the key and a temple to guard the entrance. After that, Ashla, Goddess of Time prophesized of a great evil, and the boy who would wield the legendary weapon against it.
* * *
Atop the mighty citadel, Ganondorf, king of darkness had been slain by a young boy. Ganondorf's body slammed hard against the floor. Link dropped to his knees, the Master Sword clattering to the ruined floor. He looked upon the Princess as the crystalline prison cracked, then shattered, falling around the Princess's feet. Link dropped his head; fatigue had finally found its mark on the hero.
Zelda approached, she set her fingers on Link's chin and lifted his gaze to match hers. Her eyes were compassionate; Link found much comfort in staring into those beautiful blue orbs.
"Rise, Hero of Time," Zelda spoke, her voice soft. Link stood, his feet uneasy underneath his weight. Zelda took the boy into a warm embrace, holding him against her bosom. Link wrapped her with is arms, laying his chin on her shoulder.
Link suddenly spun and pushed Zelda back; she stumbled and fell on her back. She sat up and began to speak, but stopped. Link had his mouth agape, as if to speak, but no sound came. His eyes showed pain. Zelda let her eyes fall on his body and stopped when she saw the blade tip protruding from his chest. She let her eyes travel past him, and gasped when she saw the callused hand clutching the hilt, the red eyes smiling in triumph.
Ganondorf lifted Link, still impaled, off the ground and the threw him aside, his body sliding off the sword with a sickening gush, then bouncing once, twice, then landing, sprawled out like a rag doll, his icy blue eyes staring at the sky.
Zelda chanced a glance to the ground and saw the Master Sword's blade glistening with Ganondorf's blood, where Link had dropped it. She threw her hand down onto the hilt and as she jerked up, Ganondorf's foot slammed down on the blade shattering it, Zelda pulled up the hilt and pulled the three inches of what remained of the blade.
Ganondorf reached down with his hand and at that instant, Zelda knew she had to do something. She jerked the broken blade across, sliding gracefully through Ganondorf's wrist, separating it. Ganondorf pulled his bloody stump back and howled in pain. He thrust his sword forward and Zelda knew, he won.
Zelda's lifeless corpse, collapsed, a small book slid out of her dress. Ganondorf's had had already began to regenerate, a property bestowed by the Triforce of Power. He lifted the book and opened it. After a few moments of reading, he lifted his eyes to the broken sword and smiled.
Ganondorf tucked the book away and began to pick up the sword and the pieces.
"Turn around, you monster," Ganondorf turned and met Rauru, the Sage of Light. Ganondorf smiled, but it faded when, one by one, the other Seven Wise Ones appeared. He was surrounded.
"Ganondorf, by our will, we bind thee to the Dark Realm that was product of the tainted touch to the Triforce." Rauru's voice was still strong after centuries.
"So now, you go to Hell!" Ruto spoke. Then, the sages lifted their hands to the air and created a whirling vertex that appeared over Ganondorf. The gravity of the vertex sucked Ganondorf in.
"No!" he screamed as his body vanished, the book and the sword falling from his grasp. He disappeared into the vertex, his voice still echoing in the air even after the vertex closed. Rauru looked at Link and Zelda's lifeless forms. His eyes dropped in sorrow and Princess Ruto and Saria's cries now drowned out all other sounds as they held each other tightly. Impa knelt next to Zelda's body and took it up into her arms, a single tear rolled down the Sheikah warrior's cheek, Nabooru and Darunia stood, no sound could be heard from them, but their eyes foretold of the sorrow.
Rauru retrieved the book from where it fell and looked at it. He opened it and read the first few paragraphs, then turned and signaled to Darunia, who waddled over to the ancient sage.
"What is it?" the fire sage asked.
"We must hide these," Rauru signaled to the shards of the Master Sword. "It's of the utmost importance."