Ok first Chap This is told in my OC's point of view. That will change in the next chapters though...
The Poem at the end of the chapter is written by me, and I plan to do this for as many chapters as I can. (As long as the inspiration is flowing)
I don't own Zelda, Link (TT) or any other aspect of the Legend of Zelda (Whish I could own Sheik though...drool ). I do own the OC's Ashra and Ashra's father.

'Stupid Lizards.' I muttered under my breath. 'Good for nothing sons of…'
A group of the Lizalfos who had been assigned to me had found no better way of getting past a 50 foot hill than to tunnel through it. As they got half way the would-be tunnel collapsed, trapping them inside. Then I remembered what my good friend Nabooru had told me. "Always take the lead with Lizalfos, Ashra. They're excellent fighters, but dumb as hell. If you didn't chew their food for them, they'd forget to eat. Luckily Lizalfos didn't need food. We were just outside the desert now and a small oasis caught my eye. I ordered the Lizalfos to sit stay (good doggies) and headed for the oasis. There was a small lake amidst the many palm trees and ferns, where I dropped to my knees and stared at my reflection on the water's still surface. My long, waist length, dark blond, almost red hair was tied up in a high ponytail and my face was tanned from life in the desert, though now it was flushed from irritation and frustration. I'm not particularly beautiful, but I'm not ugly either. I'm tall, and slender with a good physique, which is needed when you're a thief. You know, the whole running-away-when-you-get-caught thing. Though I'm always very sober about my looks, there is one aspect of my appearance that I am extremely proud of. My eyes. Red, almost like blood and a gift from my mother. As the daughter of a Gerudo man and a Sheikah woman, I've had quite some trouble fitting in with the Gerudo and my mother, or the other Sheikah I have never met. I am alone.

'Ashra!' A harsh voice awakened me from my sleep. I slowly opened my eyes and glanced in the direction of the familiar voice. 'Get up you lazy girl'

'Well good morning to you too' I muttered and stumbled out of my warm, comfy bed.

'What did you say?!' the male voice blared again. ' Nothing, nothing.' I said hastily as I put on my robe. 'Get dressed! Lord Ganondorf has an assignment for you.'
'An assignment? Fo…for me? But I'm not a soldier!' I said in a dumbstruck tone.
'Yes, I know that!' the man snapped. He ran a hand through his fiery red hair and looked down at me. 'But he asked for you specifically. Goddesses know why... Now hurry! The Lord is in the library.'
I nodded and raced to get ready. Before I headed out the door, the man spoke again. 'Don't mess it up, Ashra. This is your chance to prove you're not a worthless twit like your mother.'
I froze. My fists tightened, my jaws clenched and I turned to look at him with eyes as old as ice . 'Don't worry, father. I won't.' I turned and left, the rage inside me growing stronger. Someday I would show him. Someday…

Someday. I splashed some water in my face and returned to my, eh…troops…right… We continued over the hill and after a three our walk we came close to our target. There he was. A young man in a green tunic carrying a Hylian shield with the royal crest on his back and the master sword over his shoulder. A little blue orb was floating beside him. A fairy. This is him. Before I could open my mouth to give orders, the lizalfos were already storing down the hill, their swords drawn, screaming ferociously.' NO! you idiots!' I yelled, but they couldn't hear me. Or they didn't want to hear me. I had my rupees on the latter. It's true Lizalfos need constant guiding, but when they smell a kill, nothing or no one can stop them. Well at least they would get the job done, so…I couldn't believe my eyes. One by one, my soldiers were being slaughtered. By a mere child! Okay, he was about my age, but still! I had to act now. I continued downhill until I found some levelled terrain. I took my bow and prepared an arrow, took aim and pulled the arrow back, ready to release it and kill my target.

I reached out my hand to knock on the heavy, wooden door leading to the library, but pulled back startled when the door opened by its self. I took a deep breath and stepped into the poorly lit room. There were a few oil lamps on the walls, casting flickering shadows upon the walls and ceiling. There were several tables in the room, most of them buried beneath mounds of books and scrolls. On the back wall of the room hung a stone tablet with a mural painted on it. I had heard about that mural from other Gerudo, boasting about how they had been in His presence, how they had been summoned by Him. To fetch him some tea. Yeah, really something to boast about... The mural had caught my eye and I gazed upon the drawing A large golden triangle stood in the centre of the scenery and three golden figures were pictured each scaling a side of the triangle. The large triangle was made up out of three smaller triangles, each of the same golden colour. Only, the bottom triangle was split in two. Before I could give the matter any more thought, a low intimidating voice spoke. 'Intriguing, isn't it?'
I had been so infatuated by the mural, I hadn't noticed Ganondorf standing beside it, his back towards me.
'Eh, yes.' I said carefully. 'Fascinating.'
'The Triforce of the Three Golden Goddesses. Din, Farore and Nayru. The Triforce of Wisdom, the Triforce of Courage and the Triforce of Power. you know the legend, do you not?'
I frowned. Of course I knew the legend, everyone does. 'The Three Golden Goddesses granted their Wisdom, Courage and Power to the people of Hyrule in the form of the Triforce. Every new generation the owner passes on his or her fragment of the Triforce to a new keeper, through the Rite of Passage, a ritual that is only known to the Keepers and will only be known when to them when it's time to pass the Triforce on.' I said, summing up everything I knew in short context.
'The current keeper of the Triforce of Wisdom is Zelda, Princess of Hyrule, who disappeared 7 years ago. Where the other two pieces are, I do not know.' Ganondorf gave me something that looked like a smile and nodded. 'Correct, dear girl.' he said and gestured me to come closer. I swallowed and tried not to look nervous, though my legs were shaking as I stepped forward to join Ganondorf.
As I was standing beside him, gazing at the mural, I feel a strange power flowing from my great an fearsome King, like an ice-cold wave, pulling you under, away from the light and into the deep dark water before you even had the chance to dram your last breath. I felt a sudden tingling in my right hand, but paid no attention to it and kept looking at the scenery on the stone tablet before me.
'It was predicted long ago, that someday there would be a great evil that would sweep over Hyrule like an all-devouring cloud, laying shadowy veil over the provinces and people of Hyrule. A Hero would Rise, the Hero of Time, the Keeper of the Triforce of Courage, who would wield the blade of Evil's Bane and drive the evil out of the land. But then, about three hundred years ago, the prophecy was altered. The Evil, it seemed, would be far too powerful for one man to handle. So on the Rite of Passage leading into that generation, the Triforce of Courage was split in half and granted to two Keepers, thus two Heroes.' Ganondorf paused a while and then turned his back on me.
'If you could choose one of the three pieces of the Triforce, which one would you choose?'
I was startled by the question. I had never given the subject any thought. I pondered for a while and then spoke slowly. 'I...don't think I could pick. I mean, the logical pick would be Power.' Ganondorf nodded slowly and I continued. 'but what is power without the wisdom to use that power?' I saw Ganondorf turn his head slowly towards me as if interested. I boldly continued.
'The same goes for Courage and Wisdom. What is courage without the power to do and the wisdom to wield that power? And what is wisdom without the power to do and the courage to make it happen?' I didn't ad that I would choose courage, because having the courage to try was worth more than just making a plan and sitting on it for years or not planning at all and just destroy everything on your path until you achieve your goal.
'So you agree that one would need all three pieces of the Triforce in order to fully benefit from its power?' Ganondorf asked. I frowned and stared at the ground for a while. 'Well,...in theory yes...' I agreed. But before I could say anything more Ganondorf turned to look at me. As his eyes locked on to mine I could feel the words I had wanted to speak sink down to my stomach, leaving a massive knot in my windpipe. I could feel the hairs in my neck stand on end as he gave me look that made my skin crawl.
'The Hero has returned.' he said as he came closer to me. 'After seven years he has finally resurfaced.' I resisted the urge to step back as his frightening form kept drawing closer to me. 'I want you...to kill him.'
My eyes widened. 'Me? But, ...I'm not an Assassin! I'm too low in rank!' I stuttered.
'Then you are here by promoted' Ganondorf said and turned away again. 'I hear you're our best archer.' he said.
'Me? I...'
'You've never missed a shot?!'
'Well, no...but...'
'Ashra!' in a split second Ganondorf was standing right before me, so close that I could feel his breath on my face. 'I have saved this task for you especially. You have recently come of age, yes?' I had turned eighteen three days ago... I nodded slowly.
'Well then, as you know, every Gerudo who comes of age must take a life in order to make themselves worthy of the name Gerudo.'
That was true. I did have to kill someone before I could really call myself a Gerudo. But with that in mind I wasn't really sure if I wanted to be a Gerudo. I nodded again.
'So you'll do it?'
'Yes, my Lord.' I said and bowed.
'Good. Your troops will be prepared, you leave in two hours.'
I bowed again and headed for the door. Before I could close it behind me, however, Ganondorf spoke again.
'Don't let me down Ashra.'
'Of course not my Lord.' I wouldn't dream of it...

The last Lizalfos fell to the grounds and turned to dust with a bloodcurdling scream, and the Hero put his sword back in the sheathe. I was about to fire, let go of the arrow to let it fly through the air and impale the heart of the Hero, who had just single-handedly destroyed over thirty Lizard Warriors, when suddenly he turned towards me. I had to fire. Now! Fire! Do it! Do it now! Do it!
I put my bow down and stored the arrow back with the others in my quiver. I wouldn't...I just couldn't.
His eyes. There was something in his eyes. They were so blue, so...familiar... But that couldn't be...we had never met. I swung my bow back over my shoulder and started to walk backwards, not breaking the eye contact, the Hero's hand still resting on the handle of his sword. Then I turned away and headed back for the Fortress. It would be Hell when I got back. Maybe... I took out an arrow, broke it and threw it away. I would tell Ganondorf that I missed the shot and barely escaped with my life. Yes, that would be my story.
The Hero...The whole way back to the desert, I couldn't stop thinking about that moment, that one brief moment when our eyes met and he stared down in to the very core of my soul.

Hello stranger
I know we've met
but I'm afraid
I did forget
When our paths crossed
once before
when the cloak of innocence
we still wore
Hello stranger
let me see
into your eyes
and memory
I don't know yet
but when I do
I won't forget
and remember you
on that lovely day
we met

Okay, that's it for Chap one Hope you liked it, please R&R but be gentle, it's my first fic TT
I have the second chapter ready but I'll wait to upload it until I get some Reviews. You never know, they might improve my style (which needs improving...)
Peace out!
JadexXx