Ganon sat in his temporary fortress. It was not pleasant being in the Dark World, but it would have to do for now. He watched Zelda in his “magic window” as she ran to Kakariko. That pain in the gut, she would have never of gotten out of that crystal if it hadn’t been for Link. His first plan had worked, trying to capture the whole lot of them. Well, it had gotten Link injured but nothing else. His second plan had gotten a doctor killed, but nothing else. So now it was time for the third operation in his master plan: kill Zelda and Link at all costs, he didn’t care what it took, he wanted them DEAD! Or his new spell, the one that had almost worked on Zelda in the Shadow Temple. That dumb Mobongo, he couldn’t do anything right. He would going to triple the dose and shoot it at Zelda. (Hi, folks? Editor here. There’s a couple of errors here that I haven’t time to fix so you’re just going to have to bear with me here, like this particular place here) Ganon laughed evilly. This time, no one would be in his way......
I was quietly walking along, heading towards the forest just humming to myself, thinking about how it was in San Francisco and a bunch of other things. Zelda and Link would not be too happy there, I thought. But the Golden Gate Bridge, that might be a different story. I thought to myself, Aaron Jones, you have a purpose here and that is to protect the Triforce. Hold on. Malon, will you get Michael out of here? I am trying to tell an epic here and he is interrupting! Okay, back to the story. (for all of you who aren’t in tune with the story, then Aaron is compiling all this....at least the first story) I thought, wait a minute, I didn’t say that! Well, you get the idea. Suddenly a bright flash of light almost blinded me, and then before you know it Ganon is right there in front of me. Two huge battle-axes adorned his back. He took one of them off his back and roared. I slipped my phaser out of my pocket and when he swung I barely managed to dodge it and fire my phaser at him. It hit him in the eye and he stepped back, annoyed. I was in Hyrule Field, in case you are wondering. I ran away, not daring to look. Then a flaming ball whizzed overhead. An explosion the size of our shuttlecraft knocked me down, but I got back up and ran faster. Ganon roared again and spoke to me saying, “You pitiful kid! I can’t believe you are the Protector of the Triforce! I guess the Hero of Time needs all the help he can get! HAHAHA!” I stopped dead in my tracks. What? But then I saw the lumbering mass coming towards me and I ran again. I had to reach a safe place. The only really good safe place was the Temple of Light, and Ganon had broken into that also. I knew it wasn’t a very good idea to go into the Market, but I decided I was small enough (and probably naive enough) to lose him. I turned on my afterburners and started running. “Okay...this is what I get for Academy training....panting all the way....ten thousand yards...okay not that much...but....sigh...” I panted. Finally, I reached the gate. “CLOSE IT! CLOSE IT! CLOSE IT UP!” I shouted. “But it isn’t-” “CLOSE IT!” came my reply. They did as they were told. They soon saw why. “MORON!” shouted Ganon, banging against the strong oak door. Then I saw Zelda coming out from a back alley. “ZELDA! GET BACK TO THE CASTLE, KID!” she said. She ran over. “Why?” she asked. A ten-foot tall bird-like scream was her reply. A monstrous tail whacked both of us to the ground. “ACK!” shouted Zelda, almost falling unconscious. Then I saw Ganon putting on a glove. A clawed glove with a symbol on it. “Now what in the-” I never got to finish my sentence, for he slammed his tail into me again and plunged the glove onto Zelda. Zelda screamed, a weird scream. I sensed she knew something I didn’t. Maybe the glove had poison in it. I just couldn’t be sure. Ganon stepped back. “Now you are mine!” he crowed. I finally knew what he meant eighteen years later. He seemed to be absorbed in laughing hysterically for a while, so I checked up on Zelda. “Zelda, you okay?” I asked. She was bug-eyed. “Aaron....glove....evil....I....will....be....” she muttered, choking. I helped her stand on her feet. “You’re gonna be fine, honey. Just fine,” I said. She weakly smiled. “Where’s Link?” I asked. Zelda dropped to her knees. “He must’ve slid off my arm...Aaron...I...” she cried, covering her face for a second. I looked at her. “Zelda...what’s with that glove?” I asked. She shook her head. “You’ll...know...soon enough...” she said. I turned to Ganon, and decided to do a little insulting of my own. “Okay, pig! Let’s bring it on! You’re just a ten-foot tall dude who goes around craving power! If you want someone to kill, kill me! I don’t have that much to live for, so do it! But make it quick!” I yelled. Zelda was wide-eyed, I was gasping for breath, and Ganon was not impressed. But then Ganon screamed and keeled over. A sword protruded from his back. We stared at the newcomer. It was Link. “Come on! We need to get the Master Sword!” he yelled. “But Link, you know what will happen?” yelled Zelda back at him. A heavy rain had started to fall when I was really getting Ganon mad, and we were soaked. Link ran up to us. “Wait just a dang minute! How did you get healed so quickly?” I asked. “Could be that the pieces of the Triforce were so close together that they just put me back together?” Link said. “I never knew the Triforce could do that, but I guess it’s possible.” mused Zelda. “Well, let’s get going!” I said.
