"Complete the Triforce..."
Link examined the two shattered pieces he had collected thus far. They fit neatly into eachother, but both had an indent on the top indicating one final piece would build a solid triangle. He knew from the Legend there were two other Triforces as well. But his mission was to just complete this one, and use his power to stop Ganon from casting the world into shadows.
"MY GOD!" shrieked from behind Link, and Link quickly turned. Zant, unmasked, blood staining him in a variety of places, twisted his neck until it was further than a 90 degree angle from it's previous position. He bowed down backwards, staring to the heavens, holding a dagger in each hand. "My GOD instilled this power into me..you've foiled me twice...but my god will see to it that I defeat you...and should the opposite be true, my god will resurrect me...let this be our final battle! Or rather, let this be yours!" Zant stood up, twisted his head back into it's original placement, and held his blades close. "Ganon...see to it that, should I be finished, I will be revived...I know you will, my Savior..." Zant sliced with a dagger, only to be blocked by Link's sword, who pushed Zant back and huddled close. The same process repeated before Zant teleported behind Link and kicked him down. He stabbed down, but narrowly missed, and Link kicked up, pushing Zant away, and then struck again but hit the two daggers. Link pressed his advantage, however, and kept striking until Zant took one step too far, left an opening to his stomach, and was stabbed into by Link's sword. Zant fell, teleported behind Link once more, but Link performed a roll and a backflip, putting distance between the fighters.
Zant threw a portal at Link, then another at the sky, throwing Link through a bend of space-time, and Zant struck as he was in the center. Link laid on the ground, clutching his stomach which was severely damaged.
"Here it is!" Navi then cried, from a distance not too far. The fairy was getting closer to Link, holding...holding the final shard. It span, flinging it. Link raised an arm to catch it, and the other pieces spontaneously threw themselves attached to the final piece. The Triforce was a solid, gold triangle, and as Link held it, he noticed on the front of his hand three connected Triforces tattooed. The Triforce in his hand glew a bright light and beamed a ray into Zant's core. Zant fell to his knees, then chuckled. "Joke's on you...Ganon will revive me. I know he will. I served him more loyally than any other..." Zant then fell face first into the forest ground. Link held the Triforce out, and it beamed a final ray to somewhere in the forest. Link followed the direction.
Eventually, Link reached a quaint little spot tucked in the deeper section of the Woods. A blue, powerful sword was encased in a pedestal, the casing reading: 'The Blade of Evil's Bane'. Link grabbed the hilt with both hands, and pulled. The sword left it's concrete home with ease, finding a new shelter with Link. Link threw the shabby silver sword to the side and held out the Master Sword. It beamed in the sun's rays. He sheathed it, the crossguard adjusting nicely. Link's adrenaline finally gave up and Link collapsed, severely wounded from Zant's lucky slash. He stared toward the sky, just as Zant had done in his final moments. The clouds were full but sparse. The sun was in full view, but not too hot. The wind...was blowing. Link's last feeling was the warmth of his blood surrounding him as he closed his eyes.
Link woke up. His wound was bandaged. He turned to his sides. A large room with tan walls and a marble floor. He was laying in a comfortable, white bed. By his right was Princess Zelda.
"Hey, Link," she waved, noticing his open eyes.
Link chuckled. "Hey there, Princess." He then turned to his right, and shouted as the King had an open stare on him. Link reached for his sword and began to sit up, but found his sword was not on his back. The King pushed him back into bed.
"Link...I'll be sure to remember your name. You caused a little bit of trouble around here a couple days ago. Had the Kingdom in a bit of a scare."
"Well, I apologize deep from the heart," Link scowled.
"I know why you dislike me so. Your uncle died in combat, Link. He signed up for it. He knew the risks and did it anyway. To help his Kingdom."
"He hated you."
"Well, most people have that reaction when they first meet me," the King chuckled, "I expect many of my Guard hold the same feelings. Power is a dangerous man who skulks about royalty."
"Link, what's wrong with you?" Zelda glared, "this is my dad. Be nice!"
"Sorry," Link muttered.
"Don't apologize. I feel if you become true to your self, you will see that I'm actually doing good things for the Kingdom...and that your uncle was a drunkard and a thief. I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend."
"It's alright," Link realized, and the three Triforces on his hand glowed. "You're...right..."
"By God...you were right, Zelda...he truly is a Chosen One! Oh no...my daughter," the King turned to Zelda, kneeled and hugged her tight. "Look at your hand."
Zelda obeyed, and held up her hand, which now had it's own collection of Triforces glowing.
"Heh," the King laughed, joyfully. "Never did I expect I would see the Prophecy play out...to restore Hyrule to former glory!"
"Don't worry, you won't." The King's head was sliced off, leaving a headless body to fall to the floor, bleeding on itself. Zelda shrieked. Behind the dead body was Ganondorf, holding a six foot blade composed entirely of darkness. The hand that held the sword had the emblem of the Triforces. Glowing. Ganon sheathed the sword, and punched both of the kids in the face at the same time, knocking each out.
Link woke up again, this time in an abandoned, stone room. There was a window, which Link looked through. He was apparently very, very high up, in some kind of fortress. Link stood up, and unbandaged his stomach. He gasped in fear as he realized he was without his weapons. Zelda, asleep, was laid on the floor. He grabbed her bag, looked inside, and sighed with relief as he realized his bow, grapple hook, and Master Sword were still intact. He grabbed the Sword and felt it in his hands, waving it about. He was ready to kill.
"Boy," a strong voice boomed, as Ganon entered the room. "That's what you are. Nothing more." He snapped his wrist, and from his arm into his hand the familiar long shadow blade appeared. Ganon chuckled.
Link lunged, but Ganon simply stepped aside. Link then grabbed his still healing stomach in pain, the movement obviously messing up some organs.
"Child, I'm on the path of right here. I simply wish to spread awareness of the suffering my tribe, the Gerudo, have endured. It would be unfair for our deaths to go unnoticed!" He shouted, the echoes repeating him.
Link fell to his knees, the jarring of his intestines causing such suffering.
"Hey, mophead," Navi then said, from it's little home in Link's pocket, "remember me, I guess."
Navi entered Link's stomach, and Link exhaled deeply. The wound stitched itself instantly, and it's feeling vanished. Link then looked down. Navi was gone.
"A fairy? You got a fairy? Lucky," Ganon raised his eyebrows and offered a dry laugh.
Link let his rage flow through his mind, his arms, his chest, and stood up. With a deafening cry, he faked a jump strike, rolled and struck Ganon's back. Or at least, he tried. Ganon easily knocked Link to his side with the flat part of his dark sword. Ganon raised the sword vertically, and-
"Link!" A soft voice exclaimed, outside the window. Link turned. It was...Saria? Saria was there, floating.
"Not this," Ganon grumbled, taking back his blade. "Let's think this over properly, mage..."
"Negotiations with you have been withdrawn," Saria spoke seriously. "The mages have decided it is in Hyrule's best interest that you are destroyed."
"Oh, I'm that important a threat?" Ganon chuckled again, before bursting into a short, full-blown laugh. "The mages have only had to assemble every thousand years or so, you really deem me so dangerous?"
"It is you we've had to stop every millenium, Desert Man."
"Oh, right," Ganon said. "You know what I've learned from all our battles, Farore? I'd kept being born into some form of royalty. My mind always aspired to rule Hyrule. This rebirth, however, I suffered. I watched my friends and family die off in a matter of weeks before I was informed it had always been this way. Impregnating the little girls to assure the survival of our race before they were killed by the winds...the wind...I don't care to rule such a misery as Hyrule anymore. My only focus now is to destroy it! To end all suffering!"
"Wind, huh?" Saria growled. "Here, have some more!" She pushed her hands forward, and a huge gust of wind toppled over the tower, bringing Link, Ganon, and Zelda to a not so friendly destination.
"No, no, no!" Ganon roared. Link and Zelda were then escorted out the falling tower on their own platforms of wind. Zelda had just woken up.
"Sorry, Link, I overslept!" Zelda cried to Link. She didn't seem too unnerved about her flying about the sky.
Link laughed, and laid back as he was carried to an unknown destination, watching as Ganon's fortress began to burn from the destruction.