Zelda clutched her side as she raced through the dark castle. She was deep underground, in the dungeons, as it was dark and a rotton smell was finding its way to her frail nose. She breathed heavily and continued to run, trying desperately to escape her pursuers.

A stabbing pain now occupied the location her hand was placed upon. It tignled unpleasently, filling the 16 year old princess with an odd sensation. Blood trickled down her gloved fingers and her sapphire eyes watered. Only one thought remained upon her mind.

'Where is Link?'

She could feel the rumble of thunder as she continued to run. Finally, the girl had been cornered. With no place to go, the princess fell to the ground, unconcious from exhasution. Then all for the princess went dark.

A pair of deep blue eyes opened, only to take in the horrifying scene which surrounded her. Zelda's golden hair tumbled behind her, and over her arms, which were now stretched ruthlessly behind her. Her legs too hade been seperated and chained to a wall. The girl was a captive in her own castle.

She flailed her shackled arms mercilessly, and tried to escape the bonds. She kicked her fragile legs and tried to remove those chains as well...but it was of no use.

Her breath seemed to escape her body as a tall, large, dark figigure approached from the shadows. Her vision began to blur after having been given a blow to the head. The last things she heard were the tall man speaking to a minion of his.

"Take her to my chambers, and leave her clothes here."

Her eye sparkled like two gems, reflecting the light of the moon whose light poured in from a large window beside the bed. The princess sat up, aware that the room she now occupied was not her own. She also discovered, she was bare, and her clothes were nowhere near by. Instinctivly, the young woman pulled the blood red covers over herself. A large door inched open, allowing the tall, dark shadow to flow gracefully into the room.

Though the stranger approached quickly, it seemed as though every steph took and hour, every inch took a day.

"Finally, princess, you have woken," spoke a deep voice, one full of malice.

Fear made its way to the girls features, and he noticed.

"I see you are afraid. May I ask why?" He voice was silky, yet it seemed to choke the air right out of you, like a snake. The man too was bare, except for a dark pair of pants that clung tightly to his muscular legs, like skin. He took a seat on the bed, making it sink under his vastness.

Zelda scooted back, edging her way cautiously to the edge of the bed. He chuckled.

"Child, you are in my grasp. I will break you." His large hands flew to her small, frail shoulders, and he pushed her mercilessly into the bed, placing himself atop her. His eyes closed passionately as his lips found his way to hers, his tounge squirming about her mouth. Her eyes shot open in shock, for finally, she had truely woken up.

The man upon her was non other than the King of Evil, Gannondorf.

Wriggling about like mad, she kicked and flaied her arms continuously, making it hard for the villain to removed the covers from her breasts.

"Remain still, woman!" he commanded. She refused.

Her leg found contact with his skull, and he groaned in pain, releasing her and bringing his hands to his head. Taking this as a blessed moment, she rolled out of the bed and raced out of the room, for he had left the door open.

The Evil King had managed to see her flee, and roared angrily.

"Find the princess and bring her to me!" he ordered, and instantly, the dark castle was flooding with evil soldiers and moblins, who were all accompanied with bloody swords and rusty axes and a hunger for human flesh.

The princess breathed heavily as she hid in the shadows, carefully checking corners before she swiftly crossed from hall to hall, corridor to corridor. Beads of sweat tumbled from her brow, mixing with her salty tears of fear, now etching down her cheeks.

A group of soldiers had just barely passed by her without noticing, allowing her a moment to escape past them and into the main entrance. She inched slowly towards the black gate in the front of the castle, still unnoticed by the moblins. Finally, she prayed, finally she could escape from this nightmare...or at least part of it. However, her prayers were only prayers after all.

"I see her! The naked woman, there! The princess!" shouted one of the soldiers. Creatures and minions of Gannondorf flowed like a river to her as she continued to run.

"Damn," she thought hastily. The black gate was closing rapidly, and if she didn't make it out now, she was dead...or worse...

Every step the girl took seemed to take a vast amount of effort, each more exhausting than the last. It took her every ounce of strength she had to make it near the gate. In what seemed like slow motion, the huge iron gate inched to a close.

She was yards away now...

only feet...

now inches....

just centimeters...

*BOOM*

The gate had closed, causing all who remained inside the castle walls to remain prisoners. Gasping for breath, Zelda looked up, a look of pure fear in her eyes.

She...had made it. But...what now?

A mixture of sweat and blood flowed steadily down the young womans body as she wandered, exposed, far from the dark tower which seemed to loom over the entire kingdom. Her once shining golden hair was now nothing more than a shaggy, knotty mess of strings. Finding a bit of ragety old cloth, she wrapped it around herself as a short tunic and ambled far from the tower. Ganondorfs followers would be after her soon, but she could bare with it for a while, at least long enough to make it to Karkariko village, she prayed.

She had some strength left after her...encounter with the dark lord. Karkariko was a three day journey from Hyrule Castle, now name Ganons castle. Without a steed, the young princess would have to journey by foot, which could proove to be a dangerous feat without a weapon.

"Maybe I could find a bow or sometihng," she thought aloud, a hopeful yet somewhat sad glint in her eyes. She wandered from the castle grounds into the city before it, the market place. Her mouth fell open in shock as the sight of the state of the town.

What looked like rotton corpses stood in each and every place immaginable, every creature moaning. Their destroyed and mutated faces moving all about, searching the now barren and rusty old town for any sigh of life.

Trying hard not to gag at the wreched sights, she decided it best to avoid the creatures. Unfortuantly, she did not do so well as she had planned. The girl bumbed into the brown, decayed body of the undead creature lurking before her, her breath seeming to escape her as the thing screamed and embraced her in a deadly hug, leeching the very life from her.

Feeling her eyes rolled back in her head, she knew she had to fight back. Happy thoughts filled her mind, memories of when she was young, memories of Impa, her father, thoughts of Link...

The Redead recoiled as if in pain and threw itself from her body. The princess, shivering in icey sweat, raced away from the dark, horrid town and escaped into Hyrule field.