The King of Evil sat upon the ruins of Hyrule Castle. Koume and Kotake buzzed happily beside him.
"I can feel it," spoke Ganondorf, "The Door is being opened."
In his mind's eyes, Ganondorf saw the young hero playing the sacred Song of Time. The boy stepped slowly up the steps to the chamber where the Master Sword slept. A beam of light acted as a spotlight on the blade. He stepped up to the pedestal and grasped the indigo hilt. With all the force he could muster, he pulled the sword out. Suddenly, as the blade left the stone, a bright blue light surrounded him. In a flash, he was gone.
Ganon roared with laughter. He spoke then, "Good job, kid!" He could see the hero staring up at him. He stood in a white room, only seen by the hero, "You've done all my work for me! The Master Sword was the key to the Sacred Realm. You have doomed your people. They are mine now.
The king summoned a a ball of pure energy, and it opened into a silver doorway. He stepped into it. He was surrounded by clouds and large trees, all making a path to the Triforce. The three goddesses, Din, Farore, and Nayru, caught sight of the evil man. They flew over to him.
"Inoch kochace niviaro," shouted Din. Her fiery hair waved in the breeze. Her eyes were a dark orange and her skin was dark. She had a strong resemblance to the Gerudo man himself, since he was her incarnated. Ganondorf translated the words in his mind, You do not belong here.
"Ki! Wabbafet pikaminu trophane," added the dazzlingly beautiful Nayru. Her skin was like porcelain. She seemed to have a glow about her. Her long, straight hair was ice blond with streaks of baby blue. As she lay in Zelda, she looked much like the princess. Yes! You must leave.
"Edisiw. Mrazo Triforce ud quinpiy. Yugoo sofaviores oins wshad gjid vwdjiop asop ro ady hpodwh owt fi," finished Farore. Her hair was the color of straw, and it was cropped short. The ends were bright green. Her eyes were a dark emerald. Her skin was tan. Of the goddesses, she looked the most different from her incarnation, the Hero of Time, Link. Go. The Triforce is sacred. Your heart is much too evil to lay hands on it.
Ganondorf laughed. Her pushed aside the goddesses and headed straight for the gleaming gold triangle. Slowly, he raised a hand to it and caressed it lovingly. His heart was not pure. It would not grant him his wish. Being as clever as he was, the King of Evil knew what it would do. The Triforce began to crumble into millions of particles. A hole opened up below him and he saw Hyrule. Monsters appeared out of nowhere and began to rampage. Ganondorf felt great power coursing within him. He dropped down the hole to admire his handiwork.
Ganon left to seal the temples. It was his mission to deter the hero as long as he could. First, headed to Death Mountain. He made it to Goron City, smiling mischievously. The Gorons crouched into rock balls. The King of Evil headed for the leader's quarters. There, he found Darunia.
"Give me your medallion," Ganondorf demanded.
Darunia stared up at him, his wild rock hair sticking out behind him. His dark eyes were more than angry. He was furious, "I will never relinquish my medallion to one so impure."
"Then your people with perish," Ganon hissed. He pulled the statue of a Goron from the wall, and entered Death Mountain Crater. Darunia followed to investigate. Ganon whispered ancient words and soon a large dragon rose from the lava.
"No...." murmured Darunia.
"Volvagia!" screeched Ganondorf, "The rock people are your meal. The one who vanquished your before is gone, now. Leave no Goron left alive!"
The Goron chief hurried into his city. He could barely get the warning out, "Volvagia.... has... returned..." His tone was grave. His people stopped whatever it was that they were doing. Simultaneously, they all crouched into their balls and prayed that the legendary hero would come and save them from the fire dragon.
Ganondorf waltzed back into the city, "Your hero is no more. The rumored Hero of Time has been put to sleep for seven long years. I highly doubt your people will last that long."