Sorry about the lateness of this update. This is the last chapter, I'm sad to say. Thanks to all those who have reviewed, be it once or many times your kind words and constructive criticism have kept me going and have improved my skills as a writer.

Lil- dragon-blue: Nice to see you liked the chapter and I will continue to write, but next time it will be a new story.

Ganondorf, Wesker 'n Tyranids: I don't update that fast, I just write about an hour a day and it soon gets done. Yep, finally back to the fight and if you want to know what happens next, just read on.

Tymaporer: You are right this is the final chapter. I will write again, but how long you'll have to wait is another matter. Nice to see I have inspired you and I wish you luck with your story.

VampireLady066: I must have done something special in that last chapter, everybody loves it. Sorry, but this is where the story ends, I hope you like this final chapter as much as you liked the rest.

As his sword contacted the dark ball of energy the magic of the Master Sword turned it into a ball of light which flew back at Ganon at a higher speed. Ganon replied by hitting it back with his own sword turning the ball of light back to black.

With each hit the ball travelled faster, the time they had to react getting shorter with each hit. Soon the ball was little more than a blur as the ball almost ricocheted between the two. They no longer had anytime to think, they dared not blink as the ball continued to increase in speed. They were acting purely on reflexes, barely recovering from the previous hit before they had to once again deflect the ball.

As the speed of the ball increased, so did the effort required to return the volley. Soon both were tired as the pace of the ball showed no chance of relenting until one of them was hit.

Ganon swung his sword as the ball flew back in his direction, and his sword slid under the ball, missing by the narrowest of margins, but the first Ganon knew of his miss was when the ball ploughed into his chest. The force was such that it knocked Ganon back a couple of steps as he struggled to keep his balance.

Where the ball had impacted his chest the skin was red and raw, as Ganon tried to move in retaliation he found himself unable to do so, as white sparks of energy like electricity covered his body. He could feel his muscles contract and refuse to move as he tried to struggle out of the paralysis, but as he struggled its grip became tighter to the point he found it hard to breath.

When he was struck Link began to run, to charge at him before he had a chance to recover. As he ran towards him Ganon could do nothing but watch as he drew closer. When he was a distance from Ganon, Link planted his foot, driving it down before leaping high into the air towards him. As he reached the end of his jump he was at the same height of Ganon's chest, he slashed a large cross in two sweeping swipes before landing and jumping back.

As the sword struck him the paralysis was gone, but also was his strength. As the black blood began to flow from the deep cuts to his body, Ganon dropped his sword and fell to his knees raising head to roar at the sky.

Link stood his ground as Ganon crashed to his knees in front of him, as he roared his muscles began to shrink and his skin became lighter, his three fingered hands split back into five and the horns and tusks retracted back into his skull. His entire form began to shrink and the sounds of cracking and creaking bones could be heard as he reverted back to his original form.

Before long the form of Ganondorf was once again in front of Link, his armour was still intact apart from three slashes in his chest which still spilled dark blood. He is breathing in ragged breaths, Link is also breathing heavily after a hard fought battle, grunting with effort Ganondorf pulls himself back onto his feet and stands staring defiantly as Link walks closer.

'This fight ends now, Ganondorf!' Link shouts.

'Don't think I will make easy for you.' Ganondorf threatens. He touches the dropped sword of Ganon, it begins to glow and starts to shrink, as the sword stuck in the ground does the same, before it flies into his open and outstretched hand. They have the same hilts, but the blades of the swords are slender unlike the broadsword he used. Now armed with two swords he gives Link an evil grin.

'A desperate move, by a desperate man.' Link remarks stopping within sword distance of Ganondorf.

Ganondorf's grin is quickly replaced by a scowl as he swings at Link with a flurry of sword swipes. Link does his blocks and parries the blows as they come at him from both sides at the same time and at differing heights and angles; however some of the swipes get through cutting his face and chest.

Leaping up to avoid the sword aimed towards his legs, slams his shield into the side of Ganondorf's head, the force of the blow was such it felt that his head going to be wrenched from his body, his neck twisted to its extremes. He stumbled back, reeling from the blow and in this moment the Master Sword was thrust through his heart, the blade sticking out below his shoulder dappled in dark red blood, but its light still shone through.

Withdrawing his blade, the lifeless body of Ganondorf collapsed to the ground. As the blood began to pool on the ground a dark light began to emanate beneath the body, the light spread revealing a portal from which tendrils reached out and coiled round his body dragging it back into the Dark Realm. Link slowly sheathed his sword as the portal pulled his arm the Triforce symbol, still all too apparent on the back of his hand, before it closed.

The battle was over, the adrenaline which had flowed through his veins started to ebb away and he felt the true pain of his wounds. Breathing heavily he limped to the broken side of the tower, looking out over the horizon he could see the dawn of a new day. He took off his sword, and looked at it for one last time, and using the last of his strength he hurled the sword into the distance, deep into a thick forest.

'Zelda…I'm sorry…' Were his last whispered words, as he collapsed to the ground and the Triforce symbol faded from his hand.

In a small, simple wooden house a woman quietly pads barefoot along the hall to the room of her crying child. She walks over to the cot and slowly picks him up and starts to gently rock him and he begins to quieten. 'I know, I know.' She says in hushed tones as a tear rolls down her face. 'I know…'

She places him back in his cot and she strokes his head, as she does the Triforce symbol on that back of her hand starts to glow, puzzled she looks down at her son and sees a small Triforce symbol appear on the back of his left hand. She smiles and her eyes well up with tears.

'It looks like he passed on more to you other than his name and blue eyes. Wouldn't you say, Link?'