Feeling a bit upset, Zelda walked to the library on her own. Link was busy helping Impa with something unknown. She didn't know why she wanted to go to the library, she just did. When she got there she looked at all the books.

No one had ever really taught her that reading was important, so she really visited the dusty place. Books were thrown all over the room and pages were even torn out of some. Books were just written and placed on a random shelf, there was no order. No one had ever been assigned to take care of the room. So it was also infested with bugs.

Looking around the stacks and stacks of books, she saw a leather bound book on a random shelf all alone. Nothing else was beside it. It caught her interest and she walked over to look at it. She sighed as she read the cover, and read it out loud to herself.

"The Book of Mudora, a record of early times." She sighed again and took the book off the shelf. She always saw history as boring and she rarely listened to the tells that Sheik had told her when she was little about the past, but she felt prompted to read it anyways.

She opened it up and read the first page.

"In the beginning amidst the darkness of eternal space, from a distant nebula three Goddesses descended upon a formless chaotic waste of a world. Din, the Goddess of power forged the mountains and great plains from the fiery bowels of desolation and separated the waters of the sky and between the land. Farore engendered living intelligence upon the land with many creatures of varied kind, male and female they were. Nayru with wisdom brought the order of law and harmony upon nature and set into motion the everlasting cycle of birth, life, and afterlife and these three created a unification of cosmic balance. Before these beautiful Goddesses traveled onward to create anew their masterwork they bestowed a manifestation of their essence within a mighty artifact called the Triforce, an object an object that would be sought by many and attained by only one. The Triforce took its place within its heavenly annex within a Sacred Realm where the spirits roam free. And so began the Odyssey of Hyrule."

She closed the book shut and thought for a moment. Then glared at it. "I already knew that stupid crap. Everyone knows that. This book is idiotic." She took it and threw it, not bothering to read the rest and not caring when all the pages flew out across the room atop of other torn out pages. "And I'm guessing every other book in here is just as boring, no wonder why this stupid library is never taken care of."

She left the room and stood in the corridor against a wall. "The Triforce…" Then all the sudden a sullen thought came into her mind. "How would I be able to see it?" She rubbed her chin. Then she smiled. "Impa will know!"

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The old haggy woman that had sent Link off to go get milk from Malon the other day stood in the hall way as well and smiled bitterly, though she knew Zelda wouldn't be able to see her. She was well hidden in the shadow.

As soon as Princess Zelda moved down the corridor and down another, she came out of her hiding place and went into the library herself. When she got in there, she sloppily went to go sit on a chair, not caring about the spiders that she squashed with her butt and the cobwebs getting all over her kitchen uniform.

A dark glow in the corner of the room appeared and a cape out of no where appeared. Slowly it uncovered what was under it and revealed Ganondorf's evil smirk.

The old hag set up and smiled at him as well, showing her yellow buttery teeth. "The plain is going as expected!"

"Yes, I believe it is."

"So what is the plain now?"

He thought for a second. "I need the Triforce. The stupid twit doesn't even remember me anymore, so she shan't expect a thing. I'm simply using her to open up the door. And I need you, Agatha, to make sure it happens."

Agatha slid back into a comfortable position into the chair, resting her hairy and unshaven legs on the table and not caring how much her skirt hiked up. "Uh-huh, and what about that Link brut, eh? You've got him to deal with! He already started trying to find me, I think he's beginning to figure things out. He also has that fairy that can seem to tell if someone's heart is in the right place."

"Hm…" Ganondorf's evil smirk grew bigger. He snapped his fingers and a dark purple cloud came over him and vanished, leaving a devilishly handsome young man. He had dark brown unruly hair and cobalt blue eyes. His skin complexion was perfect with a few freckles across his cheeks and nose, and he was well built. He wasn't scrawny, and he wasn't one of them ugly macho buff guys. He was just the perfect size. He also looked as if he was a prince himself with his suit he had on and the black cape that he wore. "I shall simply distract the princess from his presence. Not only shall I have control over her, but when I can prompt her to do things on her own as well. I can't do complete and total control on her, then that'll screw things up. But…this way…" He just laughed. "This will make it even easier!"

Agatha held her hand out and started rubbing her fingers together as if she was feeling dollar bills. "And what do I get for this, huh? What do I get for being a loyal servant to the great Ganondorf?"

He looked at her and grimaced. Her skirt was hiked up all the way revealing a very unpleasant site of her stained underwear. "I'll grant you divine and eternal beauty." He said it in pity.

She just laughed, and nearly choked on the phlegm. "Uh-huh, that's a good offer. But I want more. She started suggestively moving her skirt up even more if that was even possible."

Now he looked completely disgusted. "Ugh, you ugly and hideous beast, even just to look pretty for one moment should be enough for you! Get out of my sight, now! Before I decide to take my promise of a miracle away and just leave you empty handed!"

She sighed, stood up, and slowly walked out of the room mumbling things about people not being grateful enough. Then stopped when she heard his voice.

"Oh, and Agatha?" He waited for the sound of her footsteps to stop before he continued. "Call me Greg."