Darkness had taken the land once again as the black of night set in, like it always had. For four nights the moon had been full and showed no signs of waning. The nights were cool, too cool for the warm summer days that they followed. The setting around Hyrule Castle remained normal.\; the guards walked their rounds while the rest slept. Gentle breezes rustled the trees and plants of the courtyard, a stray leaf was sometimes blown into the courtyard's central fountain. It was always quiet at night, but something seemed misplaced.
'It's too quiet.' A young guard thought to himself. His eyes nervously scanned the hallway that was his post. Usually he heard the sounds of the night creatures through the open windows, but it was as silent as death now. The guard's grip on his spear tightened with fear. Out of the corner of his eye, he thought he saw movement. Automatically his spear went to its battle position, a bead of sweat ran down around his face. 'No one would be up this late.' He thought, knowing only the guards were. 'My shift isn't over for another hour.' He watched the shadows caused by the hallway torches for a long time. Slowly his spear was withdrawn to his side. He was beginning to feel extremely frightened. He knew the castle was ancient and who knew what still remained within the deepest of its bowels. He swallowed the lump in his throat, remembering the dead silence of the halls and outside. He shifted uneasily on his feet, his armor clinking softly with the movement.
Suddenly a tall girl ran around the corner, to his right, and slammed him up against the wall, off his feet. She took her right gloved hand and throttled him. The guard grabbed her arm in an attempt to pull it away, but failed; her grip was like that of an iron clamp and her arm was just as unmoving. He gasped for air but barely got enough to fill his lungs. The girl's face was hidden behind her long hair, but the guard thought he saw a flash of red where eyes would be from behind the long strands. The girl's grip got tighter and blood started to seep out from under her fingers. Breathing soon became a distant dream as the guard's world began to fade. With the final seconds of his life, he caught a glimpse of her face. He recognized his killer but no longer had the breath to speak her name. The girl tightened her grip until the bones in his neck snapped apart and punctured through his throat. She threw his corpse down hard, blood flying from his neck on impact. She stood over him, licking one of her fingers, and gave a cold smirk.
"What a worthless excuse of life," She muttered, picking up his spear and looking at it thoughtfully. "Didn't even try to fight back." She looked down the dark hall, the red irises burning. "Maybe the next few will prove challenging." The girl walked towards a shadowed hall, spear in hand, and seemed to disappear.

Another guard, with his partner, walked quickly down the dark hall. He had caught a whiff of something he didn't like. His pace was one of that of fear; he was afraid something horrible had happened, but little did he know he was right. His partner was walking quickly behind, his sword drawn and reflecting the torch light. He, as well, had felt something bad in the air. The older guard rounded the corner and stopped dead in his tracks, causing the other to crash right into him. He simply stood still, his eyes focused on the dead body on the floor; its blood pooling around it. The other guard straightened himself and looked at his partner.
"What's wrong?" He asked but then noticed the corpse. "Oh."
"In the name of Din, what the hell happened!?" The other screeched. After he settled down, he pushed his friend back around the corner. "Stay here," He commanded. "If whatever did this is still around, at least one of us has to get away alive."
With that, he turned away and headed back to the body. He knelt beside it, trying to avoid the ever growing blood pool, and started to determine what had happened. The vertebrae of the body's neck were broken and sticking though the skin, oozing blood. The body's icy blue eyes were glazed over, freezing the fear of its last living moments. He could see no other injuries to the body and so determined that the death was caused by strangling.
The next thing he felt was a stabbing pain in his back that froze all functions of his inner organs. His head fell limp and the last of his vision, saw a spear tip protruding from his chest, and armored breast plate, and it had released a free flow of his blood.
The girl put her foot on his back and pushed him down as she pulled out the spear. Her red eyes watched the blood trickle down the stainless steel point to the wooden handle.
"He wasn't as fun as the other," She muttered, her eyes traveling from the spear to the newly dead body.
The last guard watched in horror as his friend was killed by the girl. He closed his eyes with the mental pain. Though his friend told him to stay put, he ran towards the girl and brought his sword down at her in a rush, but she simply jumped out of the way.
"Fresh prey," She said with cold glee as she landed.
The guard only raised his eyebrows in confusion. He held his sword ready as she held the spear at her side, brushing her hair form her face, revealing it. The guard's eyes widened.
"What. . .hell?" Was all he could manage to speak.
He narrowed his eyes angrily and slashed at the girl, hacking the spear in half as she held it defensively before herself. She looked at the two pieces and threw them aside.
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" He yelled seeing her face. "Zelda, what the hell is wrong!?"
The girl took no recognition of the name and landed a punch on the guard's face before he even knew she had moved. He flew backwards and his sword was forced from his hand. He staggered to his feet and rubbed his jaw.
"Damn she's strong," He muttered.
The guard looked for his sword and moaned softly with dismay when he saw it in her grasp. She slowly walked towards him, death glinting in her eyes. The guard backed up until he hit a wall. He had nowhere to run, without leading her to many others. The girl reached out and grabbed him by the collar and held him off the ground with one arm. Then she tossed him up and held the sword up and waited. The guard closed his eyes as he fell. He should of done what he was told and he was going to pay the price. The girl didn't even move at the explosion of red blood as the guard's body hit the sword, and slid all the way down to the hilt. The girl's hands, dress, and face were covered with the red blood. She simply tossed the sword and body aside.
"He proved a bit more entertaining," She said with a devilish smile.
With that, she turned around and disappeared down a dark hall.