Well this was unexpected, I didn't think I would get this chapter done so quickly. Sorry, not back to the fight yet, but I promise that in the next chapter battle will resume.

Ganondorf, Wesker 'n Tyranids: Yep he learns how to fight, I haven't gone into the lessons in detail but they get a mention. I was trying to fast-forward the story so I could get back to the 'main event' sooner.

Tymporer: I like swords too. In fact I have one hanging on the wall next to me as I type.

Lil-dragon-blue: The ending of the last chapter was a bit strange because I thought of doing a special chapter which would be twice the length of a normal one, but I decided I was behind enough already. Hope I didn't leave you hanging for too long.

'How about we start your training after I've had something to eat?'

Link nodded and sat down at the table while he explained to the woman about what he had seen and what had happened to the village.

'I had no idea that you had been through so much.' She said a sorrowful tone to her voice and tears in her eyes.

'Nobody does, you're the only one I have told.'

She looked at him, eyes full of sorrow.

'Don't worry about me.' he said 'They are gone, nothing can change that, but they did pass on their legacy. They died to protect me, and when I'm old enough I will return the favour.'

'I don't know when I last met someone with as much courage as you.' She said.

The man then got up from his chair and picked up his sword at the door. 'Link, you ready for your first day of training?'

She allowed Link to go saying it wouldn't be good if he missed his first day of training Link agreed and they all said their farewells as he walked along side the man to the training ground. The training ground was a large wooden building quite a distance from where they lived.

Inside resembled a gym more than a place for fighters to train. It was a large wooden hall full of people lifting various sizes of stone as weights, people sprinting between two lines on painted on the floor and some people jabbing at bags that hung from the ceiling.

As they walked by, Link was becoming doubtful that this was the right place, but at the far end, where the amount of people had reduced drastically, was the place he would be training. Looking around he saw a person on a target range shooting at moving targets of varying sizes with a bow, he also saw someone trying to hit three crystals with one throw of a boomerang, and two people sword fighting in an area marked on the floor.

The man walked on and realised that was let behind, he called Link over, who then broke out of his trance-like state he entered while looking at all the activity and walked over the marked out area the man was in. They put on chain mail armour to protect themselves from wayward blows and the training began.

The armour weighed him down at first, but as his training progressed he got used to the weight. By the end of his first lesson had mastered how to back-flip and learned some simple three strike combos. As time passed Link became adept in swordplay, managing to beat his trainer in a battle.

'I have nothing more to teach you.' He said proudly, giving Link a bow of respect. Link returned the bow and told him he was a great teacher.

He taught himself how to use the bow and arrow by shooting at the targets at the training ground. Link then decided he wanted to push himself further and try hitting targets at increasing ranges by shooting at make-shift wooden targets in a nearby field. Usually, because of the time he spent practicing at ever increasing distances, he was attacked by Stalchildren as they clawed their way out of the ground around him as night came.

Link saw them as a supplement to his training as he used the moves he had learned, as well as some he improvised, whilst fighting them. As soon as they appeared, Link had cut them down again, slicing their bony bodies in two as he started to leave the field. As he reached the edge of the field he was confronted by a lone Stalchild which was the size of three normal Stalchildren. Apart from its size he found it no harder to defeat than the others, with a slash he cuts the off its head making it flail around blindly as it tries to strike him, moving out of the way of its wild swipes he thrusts the sword into its ribcage and it, like the others, burned away in blue flames.

What he didn't know was that Ganondorf had been slowly taking over Hyrule, many of the towns and villages gave up without a fight, while those that did were brutally beaten and their homes destroyed. As he travelled the stronger his powers became as he reached his final destination he was the strongest he had been in centuries. There he stood, with his army, in front of Hyrule castle.

Link returned to his grandparent's house, he called them his grandparent's even though they were only a few years older than his deceased parents, and not related, but it made them feel like a family. He had been told that they wanted to speak to him about something but they didn't know what.

As he walked in the house he could feel a sombre mood in the air, around the table sat his Grandparents, he sat down opposite them and they told him some unwelcome news. Ganondorf taken Hyrule castle and now no-one stood in his way as his army started to claim the remaining lands and he had appointed himself King of Hyrule.

At the mention of Ganondorf's name he began to feel a feeling of dread, like a hole in his stomach, when they told him that he had made himself King Link shot out of his chair, which scraped along the floor and toppled over as he raced to his room. When he came back he was dressed in the green tunic he found in his former home, with the bow and quiver tucked behind his shield along with his sword and the bomb pouch tied at his waist. His face was full of determination, his eyes full of anger.

'Where did you get the tunic?' His Grandfather asked.

'Just a link to my past.' Link commented.

'You're going to fight him aren't you.' His Grandmother said softly.

'No-one else will, and I will not only fight, I will win. This sword,' he unsheathes the Master Sword 'is the only thing that can stop him. No other weapon can even hurt him, not even your fine blades.' he says looking at his Grandfather.

'Well it looks like you have made up your mind.' He says. 'We won't stand in your way. We understand this is something you feel you must do. Defeat him for Hyrule.'

'No, not for Hyrule. For my parents and my family.' He says giving them a smile. He then sheaths his sword and walks out the door, heading towards the former Hyrule castle, now the base of Ganondorf.