Soooo here's the thing. I wrote a story like this like a year or so ago then abandoned it. But now that I'm doing one again my writing has improved so much I'm to lazy to go back and redo that one so I'm just doing this one. So no I did not steal this. Blah blah blah READ IT!

The storm was relentless. Streaks of white and purple cut across the black sky. Moments later the deafening crash of thunder shook the very air around the tower top, the ancient stones vibrating under the force of the storm.

Lightning flashed overhead, the purple haze reflecting in the shining blade held by the green garbed warrior. A small trail of red flowed down the side of his face, his normally bright blond hair stained in crimson. His breathing was heavy, his body hunched over slightly. His shining blue eyes narrowed into a dark glare, his knuckles turning white as he gripped the sword tightly.

Water splashed as he suddenly rushed forward, swinging his blade forward in a wide arc.

"Hyaaaaaaaa!" a ferocious cry tore from his throat. An instant later, sparks flew into the air as his sword collided with an enormous black blade. Gritting his teeth the youth felt himself start to slide back across the top of the tower as the towering red haired man pushed forward with his blade, his mouth twisting into a psychotic grin.

"What? Is that it?" his dark voice laughed. Sliding his foot forward the man swung his sword outward, knocking the blond youth back and sending him rolling across the stone. Letting out a cry he slid across the tower top, coming dangerously close to the edge. His eyes wide the youth stared out over the precipice into the seemingly endless abyss below, the raindrops falling past him disappearing into the black.

Letting out a groan he turned onto his side, gripping his sword and shield tightly. The red haired man threw his head back and howled in laughter, plunging his sword into the towers stone. Thunder rolled around them, his dark laughter echoing in the sky.

"It's over! "Hero of Realms"! You can't beat me!"

The youth hissed in pain as he pushed himself up, his blue eyes clouding in agony and fury.

"Gannondorf...you bastard..." he snarled, clutching his side with his free hand.

"Your predecessors would be ashamed, boy." Gannondorf sneered, "You can't even put so much as a scratch on me."

Narrowing his eyes in rage, the youth launched himself forward. Sparks flew from the tip of his sword as the blade dragged across the top of the stone as he swung his blade upwards at the man's side. His arms jerked when the blade came to a sudden stop. His eyes wide, he gaped as the enormous villain's hand shot out, grabbing the sword with his bare hand. Gannondorf's dark eyes glared down into the youths frightened blue ones.

"This time…" He said in a low voice, gripping the sword tightly, "I will not be stopped by the likes of you!" He shouted as he yanked the sword to the side, pulling the youth into the air and sending him and his sword flying into the stone wall to the side. The blond let out a cry as he smashed into the stone. Slumping forward slightly his head fell forward. There he remained unmoving leaning against the tower's wall.

Turning to face the youth Gannondorf pulled his sword from the tower before slowly walking towards the still form of the blond.

"Time and time again you little shits have kept me from my right to rule this land. No more…" Stopping just in front of the youth he narrowed his eyes.

"This time…" Raising his sword high above his head Gannondorf scowled, "This time-I WILL FINALLY KILL YOU!"

Thunder roared and lighting flashed as the red haired man brought his blade crashing down ontop of the youth. It carved through the wall as it fell, blowing apart the stone and sending rubble and dust flying into the air. The air rumbled as the sound of thunder faded, the area falling into silence. The only sound was the soft patter of the rain on the stone.

As the cloud of dust around Gannondorf began to settle, his eyes suddenly widened in shock.

"W-What the hell..?"

A small chip of his sword fell onto the rumble around him, the gleaming sword held by the youth having carved into the black blade. The green garbed hero said nothing as he held his sword above his head, effectively holding back Gannondorfs sword with apparent ease. With his head bent forward, a shadow had fallen across his face. When he spoke, his voice was dark.

"You want to know why you can't win, Gannondorf…?"

Gannondorf almost stepped back out of instinct when a surge of power suddenly pulsed from the youths body. The boy's body began to glow with a gold hue. Around him, the rain dissolved before the drops could even touch him and a strong wind began to circle around him.

"It's because…" The youth looked up, his blue eyes glowing in the night, "I'm not allowed to lose!"

Crimson sprayed into the air. His eyes wide, Gannondorf felt himself start to fall back as blood poured from the gash running from his left side to his right shoulder. Stumbling back, the red haired man gritted his teeth, clutching at his wound. Red seeped through his fingers, falling in puddles at his feet. His eyes narrowed in fury as he glared at the youth before him.

"You little shit! I'll fucking kill you!" He shouted as he swung his sword across at the hero's neck. The youth's body vibrated slightly as the blade neared him and he suddenly surged forward, ducking under the black weapon and stopping only inches from the dark king.

"You were saying something about a scratch before." The youth said in a low voice, "If you really think I can't beat you then here…let me give you another one."

Gannon gagged as he felt the boy's blade carve across his midsection. Blood sprayed from his mouth as he flew backwards, his sword flying from his grip. Stepping forward, the youth raised his sword above his head and brought it flying downwards, the blade cutting deep into the red haired mans flesh from his left shoulder to his right side.

His feet sliding across the wet stone Gannondorf hunched over, blood flowing from his wounds feely. He desperately sucked in breath as strength started to seep from his body.

"You….You….you…." his head shot up, his fury and hate reflecting deep in his glare, "YOU DAMN SHIT! I WILL NOT BE BEATEN AGA-" His roar turned into a scream as the youth lunged forward, thrusting his blade into his chest, right through the center of the triangle he had cut into the dark king's body.

Blood sprayed from Gannondorft mouth and his eyes rolled back into his head, His body flying back into the opposite wall of the tower. The wall cracked behind him from the force, entire tower shaking from the power.

A low gurgle escaped the Dark King's throat before he fell silent, his arms shakily raised, reaching for the youth in front of him. After a moment he fell limp, his arm falling to his side. He lay there, suspended by the sword that had pierced the stone wall.

The youth stared at the corpse in front of him, the glow from his body fading. Slowly his eyes began to dim, before returning to their natural blue state. The boy let out slow, labored breaths, his head titled to the side slightly and grasping his wounded side with his hand.

Slowly his eyes began to fall shut. As he felt the strength leave his body he fell to his knees before falling motionless onto the tower top. Water and blood pooling as the storm raged on.

The youth fell to his knees, before taking one last breath and falling onto the stone. Around him the storm continued to rage around the two motionless forms atop the tower. A moment after the boy had fallen the screen crackled slightly, the video grew fuzzy for a second before once again becoming clear.

The man sitting before the screen cocked his frowned lightly, before a twisted smile slowly spread across his face. The dark room was lit only by the enormous screen, the lights creating dancing shadows across the man's face.

"How interesting…" He said, his voice calm and dark, "That was certainly something to see."

Leaning to the side he rested the side of his head on his hand, his cool dark eyes still gazing at the video of the blond youth lying unconscious atop the stormy tower. Beside him a purple haired woman glanced at him, bowing her head respectfully.

"Master?" She questioned. Smirking, the man stood, turning his back on the screen and walking towards the exit.

"Send him an invitation. His involvement should prove quite….amusing." He said, his hand sliding into his coat pocket. The woman turned and bowed, closing her eyes.

"At once my lord." She said. The man didn't reply as he continued to walk towards the door. Pulling a cloth from his pocket his he smirked again.

"I wonder how strong this one will be…" He said as he slid the white glove over his right hand, "This one called Link…"

Hellooooo everyone. Thanks for reading! This is just the prologue, so that's why it's so short. And more is sure to come!

Some things to note…

This Link is a new Link, one of my own creation. I was originally gonna use TP Link, but then I decided to do my own so I could have fun with backstory and stuff haha. But don't be fooled with how he was in this chapter, he's still got the same goodnatured personality all the other Links have. So it's not an OC Link…kinda…damn it you know what I mean. So Basically what you just read would be the end of a typical Legend of Zelda game, with the defeat of Gannondorf.

As for the man who appeared at the end, no he is not an OC persay…He does indeed appear in the Smash Brothers universe. But can you guess whoooooo? It's not that hard haha.

Basically my idea for this is a serious take on the Smash Brothers universe. So naturally…being serious and shit…some characters will not appear…Yes yes as much as I love Kirby the little puffball really would not fit into the blood and guts story I am writing. And no…Snake will not appear, I have my reasons. But thankfully there are plenty of serious characters that I can include.

Anyway, review and stuff