The second to last chapter. OH MAI.

Ganondorf, having been raised among the Gerudo, was more than proficient with a blade. He did not, however, like swordplay very much. The only reason he really wore the sword at his belt was for ceremonial or decorative purpose. If he needed to be rid of someone, he much preferred having someone else do it for him, or having it done discretely, as he had done with the king. Quinn, having been a particularly troublesome nuisance, was a special exception that rule.

And so was this boy who challenged him, mostly because he was in possession of the Triforce of Courage.

Both the page and the Gerudo were on the dais, each holding their swords in their respective styles. Like two predators about to fight, they circled, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Link went in first. Their blades met, singing outrage at meeting each other. Just as quickly as they met they parted and stepped back quickly. Ganondorf went on the offensive, slashing at Link horizontally. The page stepped back, blocking another attack with the Master Sword. When Dragmire made a move to make another slash, Link found an opening and went for it.

And so the fight went, back and forth, back and forth. Zelda was watching so intently that she hadn't noticed Vega grown and sit up.

"Cor blimey, it feels like a brick hit my face." He muttered, rubbing the side of his face that Ganon had struck. It was then that he noticed Zelda watching Link and Ganondorf dueling. He stood up and brushed himself off, moving next to Zelda. "How long have they been at it?"

The witch was surpised at Vega's sudden presence, but didn't jump. "Not long." She answered. "But it seems pretty even…"

Vega couldn't tell if she was right or not. This wasn't anything like Link's fight with Nabooru. That fight was graceful. It showed that working with a blade was an art. This fight, however, was not like that. Both were fighting to kill, and it was obvious from the way they held their swords. This was not a friendly sparring match where one would hit the other with the flat of their blade, then shake each other's hands at the end as a sign of good will. This was all out war, and war was not pretty.

Ganondorf's offensive was becoming even more dangerous as the fight progressed. Link found himself permanently on the defensive and he found that keeping his distance and waiting for an opening was the better option. The only issue with that plan was that Ganondorf wasn't letting Link keep his distance, so the page was constantly on the run.

"What's the matter, pageboy? I thought you said you could defeat me!" Dragmire taunted as he slashed at Link.

Cursing, Link jump rolled away. He didn't try to attack; he knew that if he did that Ganondorf would strike back easily.

"I thought so…" Vega mumbled.

Zelda grimaced. "What do you mean…?"

"I've told you before that Link is a pretty accomplished swordsman. He managed to fight with Nabooru on even terms. But this is different. Nabooru was second in command. Dragmire is first in command." The star said.

"So?" The witch asked somewhat defensively. It was a little stupid, she thought, because she knew what Vega was getting at.

But the star explained anyway. "Link is at a blinding level for a boy his age, but he's still a teenager and hasn't had the experience that makes a master swordsman. Dragmire has, not to mention he has the advantage of the Triforce of Power. At this rate…" The star bit his lip, not wanting to finish.

Zelda looked at Vega worriedly. "Isn't there anything we can do, then?" She asked frantically. She remembered the page's hidden message, how Link said he didn't want to her to interfere. She didn't care.

Vega looked at her and then cocked an eyebrow. "There might be something you can do…"

"Tell me!" She said.

The star debated in his head whether or not this would be a good idea. Normally, the bearer of Wisdom figured out this bit on her own, but Zelda was raised without the knowledge of the power she held. At the same time, would doing this be defying Fate? He certainly didn't want to suffer at the hands of the Time Spinner for defying Fate…

Ah, sod it. He looked back at her. "Keep your pecker up, ducky, you might be able to do something. Have you ever held a bow in your life?"

She shook her head.

"Hmm, neither have I…" He mused. But he brushed that aside. "You've probably seen it, though. Anyways, pretend you're holding a bow."

Zelda looked at him skeptically but did as he said.

"Now, form an arrow in your mind. Don't close your eyes."

This is so stupid. Zelda thought. She imagined her imaginary arrow in between her fingers being held against her imaginary bow. What's the point of this?

"Now, here comes the very important part. Think of something good. Think of something that makes people happy. The happiest you can think of, and channel that into your arrow." She just looked at him doubtfully. "Don't look at me like that, I'm telling you this will work but you have to believe it'll work." He snapped.

Gritting her teeth, she told herself he was right. If she was so cynical about the situation then of course it would never work. Nodding to herself as a way of self-assurance, she firmly gripped her imaginary bow. She thought to herself: What were things that made people happy? Games were fun for children, and adults sometimes. Games caused happiness… and people's favorite foods.

"You're thinking too small." Vega commented.

The urge came to the witch to ask how he would know what she was thinking but she didn't. She had to keep focused. Broader, she had to think broader…

Syrup and Maple came into her mind. The two that had been with her at all times until not long ago. Syrup, a grandmotherly figure, maple a sisterly one. Despite the fact they sent her off, they were her family. Family… having family was something to be happy about. And friends! Friends like Link and Vega, who she was happy to be around. They made her laugh, they had fun, they were people she could talk to about anything. Her friends…

She felt something solidifying in her fingers, but even though her eyes were open, she wasn't truly looking at anything. She felt like there was one thing missing. There were other things that made people happy… Her eyes were finally looking, and they rested on Link.

The arrow in her fingers was solid and golden and she needed no further instruction. Aiming at Ganon, she let the arrow loose.

Ganondorf quite literally didn't know what happened. Something hit him in the back and sent a painful shock through his system. It wasn't really so much as a shock as a seemingly never ending stream of unimaginable pain.

"Brilliant, ducky!" Vega exclaimed as the Gerudo collapsed onto his knees in obvious pain.

As dishonorable as Link found that to be, and as much as he would've liked to have told Zelda off for interfering, he didn't. His pride was hurt, but she had probably just saved his life with that strange, glowing arrow. And now he had to finish everything. Master Sword in hand, he went over to where the cringing Gerudo was. He raised the Blade of Evil's Bane over the dark man, ready to let loose the finishing blow. But he hesitated. Link had never killed a person before, and the pressure of just about to be doing so had hit him at that moment.

And that was the worst mistake that Link could've made. In the seconds that he hesitated, Dragmire recovered. He grabbed Link's sword arm, and much like he did with Eugen, he snapped the arm like a toothpick. The page screamed in pain as his sword clanged onto the ground. The scream grew louder as he lifted the teenager off the ground.

Zelda cried out for him and readied another Light Arrow. The arrow flew towards Ganon, who had seen it coming and warded it off with a blast of kinetic magic. He then used the binding spell he had used to bind Vega to bind the star again and to bind Zelda. Both star and witch fell to the ground, struggling to escape inescapable bonds. Link threw a punch at Ganon with his right hand, which the Gerudo easily caught.

"It's over for you and your friends." Dragmire spat. He glanced at the page's broken arm, looking at the back of the hand where the Triforce of Courage gleamed. It slowly disappeared from sight.

Satisfied, Ganon threw the boy aside, much like he had done with his uncle. The only difference was that he added the binding spell to the boy, just to make sure he wouldn't get up. He walked over to where the witch was and knelt down, glancing at the back of her right hand. There were protests and yells from all sides, but he didn't hear them. He only saw Wisdom, glowing angrily at him. A diabolical smile crept onto his face as Wisdom disappeared from the girl's hand.

"All three pieces of the Triforce…" he began in just barely a whisper. He rose up, looking at the completed Triforce mark on the back of his hand. "With these three, I can wish for anything I desire."

He lifted his hand into the air and a blinding light filled the room. When it died down, descending from the heavens from open ceiling above were three golden triangles, forming one large triangle. The Golden Power lowered until it was two feet from the floor. It was his… It as finally his! And these brats all around him couldn't do a thing to stop him! He was victorious!

The Gerudo laughed. It was menacing, haughty and, most of all, crazy. And now that he was assured that nothing could stop him, he looked down upon the three who had so futilely tried to stop him.

"You've lost and none of you ever had a chance of winning. I admit, you all had me worried, but everything worked out for me in the end. Quinn couldn't stop me, Eugen couldn't stop me, and you three little kids couldn't stop me either." He hissed with an evil grin.

Link and Zelda remained quiet, hating themselves for having lost and doomed the entire kingdom. But Vega smiled a smile that said he knew something that Ganon didn't know.

"You're sure you've really won?" The silvertop seemed clearly amused about something.

Angrily, the Gerudo turned on his heel while saying, "I summoned the Triforce, no one can…" The pause came because someone else was there and their hand rested on one of the gold plates of the Triforce. And it was the last person that Ganondorf Dragmire had ever expected to see touching the Triforce.

Anya stood unflinchingly in front of the Triforce. She had no expression but her eyes were clearly looking and Ganondorf. "What's wrong, Dragmire? You seem a bit baffled." She said.

The Gerudo, throughout all of his trials, had been good at keeping his anger under the surface. It had now exploded. In what seemed like an instant, his hands were clamped over Anya's neck, ready to choke the life right out of her. And that only angered him more, because Anya's expression never changed. Even when he could tear her head right from her body without even blinking, she appeared as calm and collected as ever.

"'Whosoever lays their hand on the Triforce will have the deepest desire fulfilled,' that's how it goes, correct?" Anya said. It was a question that everyone already knew the answer to. "It's a right you cannot take from me."

The Gerudo's hands desperately wanted to feel the life drain from the woman's body. But he resisted and instead sneered. With the most unpleasant tone ever heard on the earth's surface he said, "Planning to bring your darling Quinn back?"

For the first time since she had arrived, she chuckled. Anya smiled sadly. "He was never my darling. His last words had nothing to do love, Dragmire. His last words lead me to this spot so I could thwart you. There was never anything between him and myself. He tricked you even in death." She said cheerfully.

Ganondorf was left without words. He had killed Quinn thinking it would prevent the wizard from interfering… and instead, he was interfering through Anya. Her burning desire to avenge the wizard's death had lead her here and allowed her to lay her hands on the Triforce. And there was nothing that Ganondorf Dragmire could do to reverse it. Blankly, the Gerudo released her.

But she didn't move. Instead Anya voiced calmly but loudly, "Golden Power of the Goddesses, I beseech you. Hear my desire: I wish for the king of this land, who departed this world not long ago, to live again."

There were no flashy spectacles. The Triforce remained in its place for a few seconds and then began to rise back into the heavens.

It was silent, until Ganon began to laugh again. And this time his laughter was just insane. There wasn't even a hint of the haughty and condescending tones from before, it was just insanity. He looked at Anya with hate and said with a maniacal grin, "Wish all you want, that won't stop me! I'll just re-summon the Triforce with that sta-"

Once again, the Gerudo was cut off because he was interrupted as he turned. But this time, it wasn't just because of a shocking sight. To go with the unbelievable sight was an unbelievable occurrence.

Zelda was standing up straight, arms held out as if she had been holding a bow.

A Light Arrow was sticking out from Ganon's chest.

Link charged and thrust the Master Sword into where the Arrow was.

The Gerudo simply looked at the ones who had caused his death, for knew he would not live. In his mind he cursed them, because he could not find the energy to verbalize it as he feel to the ground with a thud.

Ganondorf Dragmire, King the Gerudo, was dead.

HO SNAP. I have to say... I've never written the end of Ganon quite like this before... But I don't mind because there was a significant lack of action which I do not mind at all. I hate writing fight scenes.

Anyways, save your questions for the end, because everything will be explained in the last chapter, 50. You won't have to wait long for that, that'll be tomorrow. Well, tomorrow night because I have school tomorrow. D: But still, it will be out tomorrow so never fear!