Ganondorf's perspective
The Moblin waited eagerly, waiting for my signal. I waved my hand again, and the Moblin advanced. The wip cracked, and Link screamed again. There where gashes all over his back, signs that showed that he was weak.
I smiled as I watched. Every single Link i've came across was the same defiant. I knew he would never say, but I had my lucky card. It happened every time. Considering what I had done to his ancestors, I was going easy on him. '60.' I counted every lash. I made the Moblin stop as 80.
"Done yet?" I said mockingly. "I am going easy on you." I laughed as I spat on his face. Link grunted and turned his head away. I remembered the one time I actually surgically remove the hero of times right eye. I laughed as I signalled for the Moblin yet again.
---
Zelda's perspective
I sat on my bed, having not heard anything for a while. I wondered where link was. He probably was rotting in a dungeon. My cell door banged open, and a Moblin appeared, carrying a whip. I got up hastily as the Moblin grabbed my arm. He pulled me down the large passageways, eventually stopping at a cell door.
He pushed it open, and I saw a horrific sight. Link was shackled to the wall, whip marks all over his back. Ganondorf rushed to me and placed a dagger under my throat. "Give me the chain, and I wont kill her." Chain? What chain was he talking about?
Link stood there petrified. Then, I remembered. "He who has all eight chains, will be granted the power of the Twilight Blade." I said out loud as the poem came back to my head. "That's a good girl. You finally figured it out have you?" Ganondorf said amusingly. "Now, what's it going to be?"
YOU ARE READING
The Twilight Blade
FanfictionA fun and exciting story about how ganondorf and demise are searching for the twilight blade, and how all of the links come together to defeat him.
