The sun was setting in Gerudo Valley. Shadows played over much of the landscape, turning the desert town into even more of a desolate locale than anything else. But much was missing from the quiet area, and the absence made for an eerie scene indeed. There were no shouts from the guards, no stamping of feet, and no sounds of metal clinking as the female warriors trained. Where also was the sound of prisoners begging for mercy and the cry of vultures as they circled high above the desert's victims? There was nothing to be heard, nothing to be seen. Instead, the sights of destruction were all that filled one's eyes as they looked on the horror story unfolding before them.
The bodies of countless Gerudos were lying on the ground in heaps, their weapons beneath them, as if some unmatched foe had wiped them all out with one mighty blow. Not one woman survived the slaughter, not one warrior remained standing, save one. But this warrior was not of the Gerudo race, although his companion, albeit a man, seemed to be. So why then did they invade the sanctity of the Gerudo Fortress? Only the laughter, resounding across the disturbing landscape, could give an answer.
Ganondorf was laughing as he had not laughed in centuries. No longer was he bound to the sacred realm of Hyrule, no longer was he imprisoned by the Master Sword, and no longer did the gods keep watch over him.
"I've forgotten how good it feels to be free, and back in my homeland yet. But there is one thing I must know, how was it that you set me free from my blasted prison? How was it that you, considering your history, would have the power to break the bonds set by the gods to keep me from escaping into the world?" Ganondorf inquired of his shadowy comrade. His companion was standing against the opposite wall completely veiled by darkness. There was not one detail on his face, that Ganondorf could see, that showed the slightest interest in his question.
"Anything can be done assuming the correct prerequisites have been met. All that was necessary was that I acquired the…tools…I needed to set you free. Releasing you was only the first phase of my plan to destroy this world once and for all. I merely needed your assistance in throwing those fools off course: thinking you had escaped to destroy Hyrule yourself should keep the "heroes" busy for a while." The man said. The voice with which he spoke roused an anger within Ganondorf, for it was a voice similar, yet obviously more masculine, of the very person who had opened his prison and trapped him inside, supposedly for eternity: Princess Zelda.
"Tell me this then, how is it that you separated yourself from the wretched Princess? How is it that you two became separate beings when at one point you were the same?" Ganondorf asked.
"That does not matter now. What matters is securing the second artifact for my plan. I already have the ocarina of time, now I need something that will secure my victory over all who would oppose me. I will return. You however will stay right where you are, I do not need you to mess up my plan." The man replied.
"You are going nowhere without telling me all I want to know!" Ganondorf shouted, his entity seeming to fill the entire room as he raged, "I am the king of darkness and as such I will not be denied!"
"You may be the king of darkness Ganondorf, but I am the one who released you from your bondage and I could easily be the one who set you back forever. My word will be the one we follow, but if you should disobey, things could become rather, painful for you…"
He glanced over at the table where the Master Sword lay. It began to rise and level itself straight at Ganondorf's chest. Suddenly, the blade shot forward and stopped just short of running Ganondorf through, although the very tip of the blade pierced his armor and reached his bare flesh. It was pain beyond pain, for the sword was such a pure item, and Ganondorf such a foul person, that the very touch of the blade caused agony beyond description for the evil king, and he cried out in pain as the blade dug a bit deeper. It stopped just as suddenly as it had begun, and Ganondorf slumped against the wall, gasping for breath while clutching the spot where the blade had made contact.
"As I said, I am in charge here. I shall return. Until then, try not to do anything stupid." The man disappeared in a flash as Ganondorf pounded the table in anger, swearing his revenge.