The Triforce Hunters

1. "Welcome Home, Zelda"

Chapter 1. "Welcome Home, Zelda"

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"Mommy...Daddy....I miss you. So much." The small little girl, at the age of four, whimpered as she held a picture of a happy looking family. "Please, please come back. I w-wanna go home."

Silent tears fell as she gazed at the picture of the loving family with sad, distant eyes. She longed for her family to walk in one day, to sweep her off her feet and take her back home and forget everything that happened.

But even at this young of an age, the little girl knew that was never going happen. She knew that she was never going to see her mother and father ever again.

The little girl was about to go back to her bed and lay down when the door to her tiny room rattled.

"Zelda, sweetheart, there's someone here for you," a voice called from the other side of the wooden door.

The little girl, named Zelda, immediately perked up, hope radiating from her as she dashed to the door. She opened it, looking up at the tall lady who waited patiently for her. "Hello, Impa." The little girl said in a small whisper. "Someone's here for me?"

Impa, the tall lady, held out her hand for Zelda to take. "Yes, come with me, my dear. Let's hurry."

Zelda grabbed the lady's hand with her tiny fingers and walked beside Impa down the hall of the girls' orphanage. They walked down a few flight of stairs before entering a large office.

The little girl instantly shrunk back when she saw the owner of the orphanage talking to a large man sitting in a chair. Seeing him from only behind, Zelda could see the man's hair was a bright orange and his skin seemed to be a sickly green.

Zelda tugged on Impa's arm, gaining the lady's attention. "I-Impa, who is that?" The little girl asked in slight fear.

Before she could respond, the owner noticed the two presences of Zelda and Impa. "Oh, looks like they're here. Mr. Dragmire, here she is." The owner said, standing up.

The big, burly man also stood up, his large frame surely being taller than six feet. He turned around, facing Zelda.

The little girl instantly stepped back and let out a small whimper. Who was this man? Why was he here? She thought.

The man, Mr. Dragmire, bent down on one knee, kneeling down to Zelda's small height. He smiled, his teeth surprisingly pearly white and straight. "Hello, Zelda. My name is Ganondorf Dragmire." He spoke in a rough, booming voice.

His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. Instead of introducing herself, Zelda shot back in a bold voice, "Why are you here?"

The man laughed, throwing his head back as his shoulders shook. "My, my, what a curious one you are." He said. "But if you must know, you are going to be coming home with me."

It was as if someone dumped an entire bucket of ice cold water onto Zelda. She could barely muster out a faint whisper. "You- what?"

The owner spoke up from behind the man. "Well, Mr. Dragmire, looks like all the paperwork is done, so you're ready to go."

Zelda looked back at the man, Ganondorf, whose arms were wide open. "Come on, Zelda, let's go home." The man said.

His golden eyes seemed to glow, and Zelda felt herself loose all control of herself. She moved towards the man, walking into his large arms. It was then that Zelda noticed a weird triangle design on his right hand.

Ganondorf stood up, holding little Zelda in his big arms. "Okay, looks like we're ready to go. Goodbye and thank you," he said, heading towards the front entrance.

Zelda wanted to kick and scream. She wanted to get out of this man's suffocating arms and run back to her room. She wanted to go home, back to her family. But she didn't. She stayed in his arms, and let the man take her to his flashy car.

The little girl was expressionless as he buckled her up in a car seat. He smiled at her, except it was anything but comforting. "Don't worry, my sweet little girl, we'll be home real soon." Ganondorf said in a sickly, sweet voice.

Zelda said nothing, staring only straight ahead.

The car started and Zelda gazed out the window, watching the large building that was the orphanage slowly but surely shrink until it was gone.

She watched houses and trees pass in a blur, before suddenly they pulled up into a large house. No, scratch that, it was like a castle.

He twisted in his seat, turning around to face little Zelda. His eyes seemed to brighten up, and not in a good way.

"Welcome home, Zelda."