Isa: Uh...to answer Sadden Soul's question...let's just say that the Gruedos are well informed! ;;; I do not own LOZ. As for the timeline....it's cool you have something diffrent. email me at to tell me how you think it goes and why and stuff. if ya want.

Chapter Three: In which a new task is given.
 "Greudo!" Zelda shrieked and clasped her hands over her mouth.
"I'll handle it" Link said monoly taking a step forward, but Zelda grabbed his tunic and pulled him back firmly.
"Oh no you don't!" she shouted, "who's in charge here? Me! You there!" the Princess thrust her finger at the guard, "send them in"
The guard bowed respectfully and opened the doors. Three females with short cut red hair, dark skin, and violet bandanas wrapped around their faces entered. Each carrying a long stick, with a viciously curved Celtic blade on the end.
Link nodded in approval. "Greudo" he muttered.
The three females stuck their sticks into the red carpet and straightened stiffly. They didn't bow, relinquish their weapons, or show any kind of respect to the Princess of Hyrule, and Zelda was quite offended.
"Now see here" she spoke up, seating herself on the throne, and Link stood behind her, with his arms clasped behind his back, "I don't know what customs you're used to, but when you're here, you will show the proper-"
"Silence Hylain!" the Gruedo in the front snapped, "we show respect to those who have proven worthy of it. A mere title inherited by birth does not obligate you to that privilege"
Zelda opened her mouth to counter attack but Link stepped forward cutting her off. The Greudos glanced towards him, and bowed slightly, laying their weapons at their sides.
"Thank you ladies" Link said smugly, and gesturing his hand for them to rise. They did so and Link smiled with glee. Princess Zelda slouched in her chair and squelched silently.
"I've herd that you wish to speak with us?" Link continued, "about what?"
"We wish to speak with you because you are honorable. But the female..."The women glanced towards the princess, "it would please us if she would leave."
"Hold up" Link crossed his arms over his chest, "the Princess may not have proven herself to you directly, but she is our Princess, our leader and has endured just as much as I have if not more and you will treat her as you do me, while you are in this kingdom" The Greudos nodded reluctantly.
"What's your name?" Link asked staring at the only one who had spoken.
"Sharazard" the girl replied, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, ''Nabooru put me in charge in her absence, and she claimed to be travailing to Death Mountain on a secret meeting. Days have past, more then enough days that require her to travel there and back, and my people are beginning to mutiny"
"They mutiny against you?" Zelda repeated, a sly smile lurking in her face, "why?"
"I am not great in combat, not like Nabooru, and I haven't been in many battles..." Sharazard replied, fidgeting.
"She is a disgrace to our people!" another burst out, "weak! Weak as a man!"
Zelda couldn't help but smile at this, Link could.
"But Nabooru put her in charge, doesn't that mean something?" Link asked. The other women snorted and turned their gaze away from him. Sharazard was the next to speak.
"I-we need our leader back, without leadership our way of life would be destroyed"
Zelda sat forward in her seat, serious now, "Why come to us?"
"We thought that, seeing is that the Hero of Time saved our people and Nabooru has taken a liking to him...we figured she would be seeking refuge here" Sharazard answered.
"Well, you just missed her" Link sighed unfolding his arms, "she's been captured, by who, I don't know. But we've already been trying to find her, and trust me, we will"
"The Hero of Time is a man of his word" Sharazard agreed, her voice surprisingly soft, "we know he will not disappoint us" With that, the three Greudo guards picked up their weapons and vacated the room. Link turned to the Princess.
"Well?'' Zelda asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Well what?" Link asked.
"Well, what do you think?"
"I think I need to saddle up Epona and pay a visit to Death Mountain"

The shrill cry of a Desert Horse was faint in Ganon's ears and he looked out of the window of his Black Tower to see, a dark, cloaked figure, riding a strong horse with a women slung over his shoulder. The Dark King smiled to himself.
"All goes according to plan" he laughed.
"Issssss it?'' Verenan questioned, folding her thin arms across her broad chest.
"Why yes. In fact, he's already returned with our prisoner" Ganon replied and pointed out the window. The others looked out and their eyes widened in shock.
"So quick?" Kotake asked, the witches had separated once more.
I wish they wouldn't do that thought Maple bitterly.
"My honorable colleagues. This is how you could expect Link of the Triforce to do our work, if he was working for us. I'm so glad that he is" Ganon said, his tone full of glee.
"It'sss not really him" Vernan spat.
"Why shouldn't it be?" Ganon asked, "he has every ability as the real Link"
"When I ssseee thissss creation of yoursss in combat, I will make my judgment" the Sorcerers replied. Ganon leaned his massive body on the side of the black brick wall.
"You wish to see a demonstration? All right, a demonstration is what I give you, anyone else care to see this demonstration?"
Maple, Kotake, Komue and Vernan all nodded in unison.
"Very well" Ganon swung his long red cape about him and strode off down the hall until he meet Dark Link and Nabooru at the foot of the stairs. When Dark Link caught sight of the male Greudo, he bowed lowly and spoke.
"I have her master" he replied, "just as you asked"
"Very good, well done" Ganon cheered clapping his large hands together, "one more task I require of you before I turn you loose."
Dark Link straightened, and narrowed his eyes firmly. Waiting for the power portion of the Triforce to give his next command.
"The recruits grow doubtful, they don't think you fight like a true Hylain Swordsman, so to prove them wrong, you are to travel to the desert and smite whatever you can find at the Greudo Fortress" Ganon explained.
"Isn't that you're people, master?" Dark Link asked, confused.
"They were. Until they betrayed me," Ganon replied, an evil bitterness to his deep voice, "now, do as you are told, after that you can go about as you please"
Dark Link nodded and handed Nabooru's limp body over to her male kin. Ganon stared at her with disgust, then looked up as Dark Link swung his leg over the horse's saddle and pulled his cloak tighter around his face. "No, no, no" Ganon spoke up and his apprentice turned to face him, "leave your hood here. I want those pathetic women to get a good look at you"
Dark Link nodded and did as he was told. The discarded cloak drifted to the course earth gently riding on invisible wind currents. When he was out of sight, Ganon smiled smugly to himself.
What will they think of their hero now?

Epona raced through the forest that lay between Hyrule Field, and Death Mountain. The steady clopping of the mare's hooves gave Link a strange reassurance, he wasn't the one to get nervous about such things, but he was. In fact, his vision started to blur and his hands shook as he clenched on the reins. A dull ache formed in his head and he groaned slightly.
Suddenly, a picture of Zelda clasping her hand on the table and breathing heavily appeared in his mind, but it vanished as quickly as it came. This small, fast blurred image of the Princess sent searing strikes of pain down his spine and crawled up his arms. Link felt as if claws had raked through his head.
He winced and held his aching sides, but his world was beginning to grow dim, Epona reared as Link slid off the saddle and onto the cold dirt ground. Link's vision shifted in and out of focus and he herd countless female voices crying out in pain and rage, then, his world went black.