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The sun rose lazily over the western mountains, slowly worming its way into a small house, unnoticed until a warm ray of sunshine fell upon the sleeping form of a young girl. The bleak light of early morning was enough to wake the slumbering teen. Eyes cracked open, revealing golden irises still laden with sleep as they swept over the small room before landing on the still-curtained window, which let in the single ray of light that had awoken her. Realization soon crept into her mind, frenzy quickly dispersing the fog of sleep that still lingered over her as she leapt out of her bed with a yelp, dressing as quickly as possible. The girl scram

Sibilant whispers rose from the dark, burrowing deep into her mind as she tossed and turned in her bed. They rang dreadfully true, ringing bells of apocalypse behind her closed lids as her mouth opened in a silent scream. The cold grasp of death seemed to be closing in around her, choking the air out of her lungs as it pulled her away from her room and deeper into the bowels of the castle. A shadow, a glimpse of green and the flickering flame of a lantern greeted her as she opened her eyes. The stench of stagnant water filled her nose as the squeaking of rats reached her ears. The silvery blade of a sword flashed, and the critters skittered a

"Such carelessness, even though such a monster is lurking within the castle halls… It makes me want to retch." The man leaned against the stone wall, concealed by the shadows of a pillar. A deep, disapproving scowl marred his otherwise harmonious features, and his lips twisted in distaste at the bustling town square. Castle Town was as lively as ever, even though the castle loomed ominously overhead, a silent reminder of the threat within. His eyes scanned the smiling faces around him, sneering at their selfishness. Each laugh and smile was like a slap in his face. Did they not know of the things Zelda was currently enduring to spare th

A terrified, pained scream rang out in the silent, gray air of dawn, bouncing off the high stone walls of the castle. Birds fled the courtyard as another terrible screech echoed into the quiet morning sky. -She's bleeding too much! -Where is the doctor? -Go get him! Hurry! Nayru… -There he is! -Can you do something? Merciful Nayru… Tears rolled down her cheeks as pain tore through her body like a wild beast, ripping her to pieces while she still breathed. She didn't know if she could bear it. She didn't know if she could last long enough… -Make way! Their voices seemed to be so far away now. Please forgive my doubts

"There he comes." "He will free us." "We did as he asked." "We will finally be able to leave." Ganondorf, sword in hand, ignored the agitated spirits' whispers as his golden eyes scanned the room. If Zelda's words were true, this was his chance to get rid of the Hero. He had long since forgotten about honor, and wouldn't –couldn't- let this brat live, was he wounded and defenseless. Heavy footfalls echoed into the room as he stepped forward, his eyes frantically searching every dark corner of the chamber. The four braziers that usually lighted the place had been blown out, but the lack of light did not seem to disturb him as he fina

NOTE: You may want to go listen to the song "The Madness of King Scar" before reading this for better understanding. (Link in author's comment) The Madness of King Ganondorf -Zelda… Why am I not… loved? Imprisoned in her crystal above the throne room, Zelda rolled her eyes. There it went again. -I am that rare and awesome thing! Ganondorf bellowed in a deep voice, pacing across the room nervously. I'm every inch a king! Yet… I feel a twinge of doubt as I go walk about… At this, he stopped right under her, and the princess quickly changed spot. It was his classic trick to try to look at her underwear. Pervert… -W

-I know what you've done. Zelda's gaze lifted from her plate to settle on Ganondorf, who was sitting across from her. He had requested breakfast with her, which was rather unusual for him, and even though she had never doubted he would realize her disobedience sooner or later, she had hoped to have a little more time to prepare her defense. She was still shaken from her experience the previous night, but she knew he expected an answer. His fingers rapped against the table in a rapid rhythm and his glare made chills run up her spine. She nonetheless kept her composure, breathing deeply before replying. She had to be brave. For herself and for

Heels clicked on the cold marble floor as Zelda came down the large hallway. The sun was just rising above the horizon, flooding the castle with the grey light of dawn. She looked around her as she slowly came to a halt. She was alone. Sighing, she leaned against the wall, resting a hand on her stomach and breathing deeply. She had been feeling sick for a couple of days, but today seemed to be even worse. She had once again spent the night in Ganondorf's chambers, and for a second she wondered if he hadn't finally decided to dispose of her by poisoning her tea. Squeezing her eyes shut, she tried to keep the world from spiraling out of control