Link's eyes open to slits. He has a splitting headache. His whole body feels like he has just been clubbed for hours. He moves his neck slightly and can see that he is being carried. Those evil men are kidnapping him. Taking him from his home into the unknown. He remembered Saria, and hoped that Navi was safe. He lifts up slightly to get a better view of his surroundings and can see Kokiri Village in flames. Homes are either burning or already burnt to the ground. The Kokiri children lie in the road or off to the side in the grass dead. Their corpses are charred, beaten, cut, torn, maimed, or shot. Tiny faces look up at him in horror and give him the same look they gave the Gerudo in their final hour.

This sets Link off and as he gets one last look of his old home he sheds a couple of tears and sobs. Link then feels something inserted into his neck. They were giving him a sedative. He would wait it out for now and play along. Sleep would overtake him but when he woke up…there would be hell to pay…

The Gerudo relieved himself of the extra baggage and tossed Link hard against the dirt. He woke to the taste of broken teeth, blood, and mud. Slowly he picked himself up and rose to be surrounded by angry warriors. They were blood thirsty bastards and their swords were raised and looked sharp. They gave him an ominous look as he stood there still. Looking around Link noticed something strangely familiar about this place. He was standing on the bands of Lake Hylia! A beautiful Gerudo female stepped out amongst the others. She was noticeably of higher rank and class than these other grunts. She wore practically no armor unlike the others and had her long brown hair down in her face covering her tan skinned face. She somewhat favored Nabooru.

"Greetings young one. I am Rain the Gerudo Princess. We have traveled here far from the west in search of you."

"Rain! Enough with the subtleties! We came here to kill em so why don't we just kill em!" said another Gerudo. He was a ninja looking character with a Black Tunic that covered ever part of his body except for his eyes. Upon his hands he had steel claws embedded into his gauntlets. At his waist a few throwing stars were strapped and hung from his belt.

"Pipe down Torso! If that is what it comes to then so be it but perhaps this boy may be slightly useful to us." Rain gave Link a curious look. "No. This one is too valuable to be killed on the spot…" She paused to study him further. "Young man how would you like to join our jolly little squad of assasins? You look the type."

Link shook his head. "I've seen the sort of business your kind deals in and I want nothing of it. You killed my friends and I will kill you for that!"

Rain chuckled. "Well we could always kill you too. Be happy! We spared you from a most certainly painful experience!"

Link lowered his head. "No…you didn't…"

"Perhaps we are being a bit rude. We don't expect an answer from you just yet. We will give you until dawn tomorrow to consider our offer and then you may decide. Choose wisely for if you turn us down we will have no choice but to drown you in the lake." Rain replied and motioned for a couple of broad looking men to escort him to the house upon the hill. There was an old man who lived inside. His throat had been slit.

"There ya go kid. Hope we made your stay as comfortable as possible." His escort uttered.

"There is blood on my sheets! Not to mention the corpse on the table!" Link stated.

"Quiet! You're lucky to have a bed! We have to sleep on the cold hard ground!" The other Gerudo answered.

They stepped outside and closed the door. Link thought he also heard the sound of a lock being turned. Link sat down and cried for hours. He couldn't sleep after all that sleep he had already had so he just sat there and mourned. Of course he had already decided that there was no way in hell he would ever join these Gerudo. He would accept his fate and die unarmed and with a broken heart. His pride had been shredded along with his dignity and honor. The sun rose up over the hills and light entered his cabin. It was time to face his final destiny.