| 4-year-old Ganondorf held his music box in his hand as he walked down the halls of the Gerudo Fortress. His blood red hair was still soft and downy from when he was a baby. He wore a ceremonial getup, which looked like one big shirt with huge sleeves that only showed the tips of his tiny fingers. It was black as midnight, with the Gerudo pattern along the bottom of the outfit and the sleeves. He was wearing black pants under it, thank goodness. The young prince glanced out of one of the many doorless entrances in the fortress. It was a searing hot day; the sun burned brightly overhead. A bunch of little Gerudo girls were playing some perverted form of lacross. He quickly walked on by, never enjoying the outdoors(or the Gerudo girls)at all. They pestered him too much... "Hey! It's him!!!" "GET HIM GIRLS!!!" The little prince was shocked out of his wits, and soon swarmed in horrible, disgusting kisses and loud ear-piercing screams. Little Ganondorf swayed his fists around, trying to shoo them off, the whole world spinned like the sun and moon in his music box. Seeing that punching wouldn't do anything, he quickly slithered out of the terrible mob's grasp, clutching his music box. Out of thier death hold, he sprinted off, sensing the predators dashing after him, not wanting thier prey to get away. He rushed around a corner into one of the vast storage rooms. There were crates everywhere, some stacked in high, huge towers. Ganondorf saw them as a great hiding place... "I see him! In the storage room!" Ganondorf whirled around, a bead of sweat trailing down the side of his face. He felt his skin getting cold and clammy. He took a step back, as the female vultures surrounded him, and closed in on the victim. His back was against the wall, one of his tiny hands pressing on the great stone barrier that kept him from freedom, kept him from escaping the wrath of these vile creatures. He noticed a part of the wall that seemed to give way to his touch. The only thought in the young prince's head was to press down on it; this being his only chance of escape. As he pushed on it, he could feel the wall around his tiny body crashing down behind him, he felt the sensation of falling, and then... Darkness. |
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