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Chapter 1: The Capture
Kyra always liked to stare out at the stars from her bedroom before she went to sleep at nights. It had a particular calming effect on her. Especially on cloudless nights such as this one. But something was wrong on this night. The night sky didn't calm her as it normally did. It made her uneasy, as if telling her something was about to happen. Something bad.
She heard a shriek from outside her window, something sounding of an intense fear. She looked in the direction of the scream to see if she could figure out what the scream was about. Off in the distance, there was the light of a fire. But this fire wasn't normal. It was too intense to be a controlled fire. The houses down there were on fire.
Kyra saw someone rush from the door to her house. It was her father, dressed in his strange red chain mail armor. Something bad must have happened for him to leave the house dressed like that.
"Daddy!" Kyra called after him. He stopped and turned around to look at her. "What's going on?" She asked.
"Don't worry about it," He answered. "Just stay in the house no matter what happens." With that, he raced off towards the fires.
Kyra watched as he ran, wondering if this was important. She had seen him race off like that before, but never in his red armor. That armor was reserved for war.
She decided to get into bed and stop worrying about it. Whatever it was, her father could handle it. He was the highest ranked knight in Hyrule, second only to the legendary Hero of Time who lived in Hyrule Castle. He would be able to handle it.
She had probably been asleep for a while when her mother burst into the room.
"Get up, we have to go!" her mother said.
"But Daddy said not to leave the house," Kyra replied, still half asleep and not really aware of anything.
"Forget what he said, they're here! We have to get out as soon as we can!"
"Who's here?"
"Just get up!" Her mother grabbed her by the hand and pulled her out of the bed. Kyra followed out of the house.
Soldiers were clashing swords outside their house. The fire had spread to this area, and was spreading with amazing speed. Kyra could see why her father had run off now, and why her mother wanted to get away from there as fast as they could.
Kyra watched the fights as she ran by, noticing that some of them were of the top most ranks of Hylian Knights. This must have been a serious situation to bring them into it.
As she watched the knights fight, she saw one she knew very well. Her father, fighting what looked to be a top ranked soldier of the other army. But the fight didn't seem to be going to well. Her father was wielding his sword with one arm, the other dangling almost useless at his side. His armor made it hard to tell if there was any bleeding, but it looked as if he was in serious pain.
As they reached the gates of the city, a white horse with a gold armored soldier began to ride in through it. They stopped running, not knowing if the soldier was an enemy or a friend.
Kyra's mother walked up to the horse rider, cautiously in case he was an enemy. He looked down at her and stopped his horse. This seemed to be a signal that he was not the enemy.
"Please," Kyra's Mother said, "Help us get away from here."
The soldier smiled down at her and extended his hand. She took it without a second thought. Big mistake. The soldier drew his sword, making Kyra's mother think twice about this soldier. She tried to get away, but his grip was too strong. He pulled her back to him, close enough to bury the sword in her face.
Kyra screamed as she saw her mother fall, dead. Then the soldier got off the horse and walked toward her. She ran away and tried to find a safe place. She didn't get too far.
The soldier raised his hand, palm outward, and a red wave of light flew from it towards her. The light turned out to be solid, as it swept the ground and tripped her. It wrapped around her neck and pulled her toward him. She tried to scream, but the red light was too tight around her neck. She couldn't even breathe.
The soldier raised his sword, ready to strike her dead. Then he smiled an evil looking smile, and lowered his weapon.
"Seems I have found the one that we have been looking for," He said. "Count yourself lucky, because we need you alive." And with that, he mounted his horse and rode off, taking her with him.