"Come ON Chariton! A moblin could have blocked that last attack! How easy does Ganondorf have to go on you?!"
"I'm TRYING Armel!"

Ganondorf smacked Chariton on the shoulder with his wood sword again "You shouldn't let yourself be distracted Chariton."

Chariton just grunted. Ganondorf stabbed at Chariton, purposely leaving a huge opening. Chariton actually managed to dodge that one, but he ignored the opening. Instead he backed off as far as he could, panting. He tripped over a stone as he backed up and fell onto his back, his sword went flying and narrowly missed hitting Armel in the head.

Ganondorf wordlessly held out a hand to help Chariton up "That should be enough for today, we're starting to lose our light."

Armel sighed "I can't believe you're related to me Chariton, you're hopeless!"

Chariton looked like a scolded puppy "I'm sorry, I just can't fight."

Ganondorf put his wood sword down "Actually it isn't that bad. Your technique is practically flawless, you just panic when your opponent attacks."

Chariton looked surprised and pleased but his face quickly turned dismal again "Well that won't do me much good in a fight now will it?"

"You just have to stand up to your fears."

Armel snorted "Like that's ever gonna happen."

Ganondorf whacked Armel on the head.

"OW! What the heck was that for?!"

"Show some confidence; you're a family after all."

Chariton saw the look his brother was giving Ganondorf and quickly intervened "Who's you're family Ganondorf?"

Ganondorf smiled "All gerudo are a family, but by blood I have a twin sister named Nabooru, our mother's name is Saskia."

"What about your father?"

"What about him?"

"Well who is he?"

"I don't know, I've never met him."

"So he's not a gerudo?"

"Gerudo never match with other gerudo, we're too closely related."

"Match? You mean marry right?"

"No."

Armel looked disgusted "So in other words you're a bast-"

"ARMEL!"

Ganondorf shrugged "Yes, I suppose I am."

Ganondorf was flipping through a book in the library. Despite all of their want for haste, it would take several days to get everything they needed for the trip over the mountains. They needed supplies and money, and Ganondorf needed the chest plate on his armor repaired. The smith needed the old armor for a model so, despite his protests, Ganondorf had to make do with normal clothes until his armor was finished. He was currently wearing a black tunic and brown pants. He was wearing no gems or metal of any kind, his hair no longer had the golden crown-like adornment holding it up and his hair hung down to his chin. He had despised giving up his finery, each piece was a trophy of his thievery triumphs and no self-respecting gerudo would give them up easily. However it was the only way that the other three would let him keep his sword, which was currently hung on his back in a makeshift sheath.

Technically speaking he was suppose to stay in his chambers, but he wasn't about to let someone order him around. Besides, he was getting rusty in his thievery and sneaking around servants and guards was a good way to practice.

The current book he was reading was on the history of Hyrule. He suddenly stopped, a section catching his eye.

The Gerudo War

Ganondorf, the leader of the gerudo, aimed to usurp the royal family by claiming the triforce, a task which required the three spiritual stones and the ocarina of time. The stones resided with the kokiri, the gorons, and the zora. Ganondorf visited each of these races, demanding the spiritual stones. When they were not given to him he set monsters on the races, saying he would remove them only if he was given the spiritual stones.

The Ancient Hero, or the Hero of Time, vanquished all three of these monsters thoroughly, destroying Ganondorf's hold on the races. Ganondorf, seeing that trying to obtain the triforce was useless, attacked Castle City anyway. Up until this point Ganondorf had pretended to be loyal to the king, so Castle City was unprepared. Despite this, Ganondorf's attack was unsuccessful. He was caught and executed by the six sages four days later.

Ganondorf snorted, apparently the sages hadn't revealed his survival of the execution until much after this book had been published. He wondered how much had been revealed about the more recent battle. He was about to close the book when the next section caught his eye, and his expression turned to horror.

The Slaughter of the Gerudo

After the attack on Castle City, many of the knights decided to "exterminate" the gerudo, this decision was independent of the Hyrulian government. They leaked poison into the only oasis in the great desert, called the gerudo desert at the time. Once the poison had either killed of weakened most of the gerudo, the knights attacked. No gerudo was left alive. The surviving knights that participated in this were stripped of all rank and exiled beyond the mountains.

Ganondorf felt numb, as if he was watching his life through another's eyes. He had known the gerudo were gone from the desert, but never had he imagined that this is what had happened. "No gerudo was left alive" His mother, his friends. "poison" They hadn't even been grated dying a warrior's death.

He didn't notice the tears running down his cheeks until they landed on the page. He shoved the book away, as if that could stop it from being true. The tears streamed from his eyes now, he slammed his fist against the table, cracking it into pieces. His wasn't angry, he was too hurt to be angry. He smashed the table again, the splinters dug into his fist, but the pain was a welcome distraction.

Only one thought kept him from ending his own life right there "There is a gerudo left alive. Me. The gerudo haven't died out as long as I am still here."