Chapter 3
A Hidden Threat
A man was gladdened to the heart, when he received ten rupees from the Gerudo King, Ganondorf, for taking much care over the armored black horse. He looked from the stable, where Ganondorf had vanished.
A black horse galloped quickly to the southeast on the eastern fields. Ganondorf rode that horse, cape whipping wildly in the wind, heading for the village near Death Mountain called Kakariko Village.
To both of his sides, like the passage from the desert, rose a canyon walls, however, covered in plentiful, lush greenery. He entered the village, slowing his horse.
It appeared that Kakariko was still only being built, though it was Hyrule's only settlement at the present aside from its capital.
However, Ganondorf ignored this, for it was not with the Village of Kakariko that he had business with. Who he was interested in more was a much longer living society. The people who guarded the Spiritual Stone of Fire were the strong and proud rock-like Gorons of Death Mountain.
Ganondorf rode into the village, gaining attention from several carpenters working on a building in the town's center. He dismounted his horse when he reached a gate that lead to Death Mountain's path. There he ordered the guard to keep the horse there and make sure it was not stolen by any thieving carpenters. Oh, yes, the Gerudo King could sense their intentions. He knew they disliked their job.
The Hylian Soldier, already seeming to know Ganondorf had been enlisted in the king's service, took the horse's reigns after he unlocked the gate's padlock and pulled it open.
Dragmire passed through the gates, and up the mountain path. The smell of ash and the volcano's toxic fumes filled his nose instantly.
He paused when the entrance to Dodongo's Cavern was before him. Before its entryway stood a cross-armed creature in a loin cloth. The Goron's rough skin was rugged and rock-like; on it were ceremonial tattoos. Ganondorf saw that this specific Goron, unlike the other rolling rock creatures, had large, white spiky hair. This must have been the Goron Chief, Ganondorf guessed.
Ganondorf was looking about the mountain, when he was distracted by a deep rumbling noise. He looked about from the noise. Then he saw the Goron Tribe's elder was speaking to him. "Excuse me?" he asked the aged chief.
They repeated, "Were you sent by the Royal Family?" Their dark-skinned hand passed through their white hair as if they were wondering something.
"No... And yes. I came here upon my own free will, although I do indeed work for the king." was the reply. He extended a single hand as if to shake hands. "My name is Ganondorf."
"Darunia." offered the Goron but, as if from some sort of foreboding, Darunia didn't return the hand shake. "Very well, Ganondorf. I will listen to your request. Make it quick."
The Gerudo King returned his hand to his side. Darunia and Ganondorf walked into the Dodongo Caverns. Instantly the smell of ash lessened. "Goron Elder, I request, upon his majesty, the King, to handle the Spiritual Stone of Fire for a ti..."
"No." interrupted Darunia. "We, the Proud Tribe of the Gorons, were told long ago not to hand the Gorons' Ruby to anyone at any time for any length of time. We are commanded this by the princess who holds one of the keys to..." Suddenly the Goron caught himself.
Ganondorf blinked, slightly surprised. Both Ganondorf and Darunia paused before an ancient dodongo's skull. "No...? Darunia, you are forcing me to do something I wish not to do." He grinned keeping in mind the information the Goron had let slip.
Darunia saw for the briefest moment dark magic surround Ganondorf's fist but Dragmire quickly overcame his anger. Suddenly there was an odd rumbling. Both turned searching for its cause, however Ganondorf already knew. Before them the dodongo skull's eye sockets began to glow red and yellow. Suddenly the dodongo's monstrous body appeared. Ganondorf and Darunia ran for the exit of Dodongo's Cavern. Ganondorf leapt out landing by a roll that ended with him falling on his chest. As soon as they made it out of the caves the tunnel's entryway made of stone collapsed.
Suddenly Ganondorf felt himself being lifted up into the air by a single Goron-sized fist at the chest. "You caused this Ganondorf. Fix it now."
A chuckle left Ganondorf's lips and suddenly he vanished.