Alright before I start this I just want to say I have no clue what I'm doing.  I've been planning on getting back into GaMe's for a while, but haven't been able to because I have no clue who won.  Now I'm back again, and I apologize to King in advance, but I want to flesh out the roster.

It was a dark and stormy night.  Most bad things seem to happen on dark and stormy nights.  This one was particularly bad.

Impa had taken King's daughter away, away from the castle.    King was furious.  No explanation had come from Impa as to why this had happened.

He sat in his thrown.  A man knelt before him, a look of concern on his face, "I was just checking on the gate when Impa rode by.  It appears she had kidnapped Zelda."

King, angrier than he had ever been, replied, "Why didn't you stop her, Ganondorf?  Why didn't you save her?"

"I tried, my lord," was his response, "but a mysterious boy in green appeared.  He stopped me from following that crafty hag."

King dismissed his loyal subject with a wave of his hand before he left for his quarters.  Once he arrived, a servant was waiting.  She gave King his guilty pleasure - a glass of Lon Lon milk, hardly befit for the ruler of Hyrule, but it helped to relax him before a night of sleep.

The moment the glass had touched his lips, King knew something was wrong.  It didn't taste right.  He quickly but discreetly spit the milk back into the glass and set it on the table.

"I'm too worried to drink any more," he told his servant, who looked confused but said simply, "As you wish," before backing out of the room, blowing out the candle on her way out.  King, being that he was addicted to Lon Lon milk, couldn't sleep without it's relaxing properties, but it was only a matter of 10 minutes before the door creaked open and he heard someone walk in.  He was about to sit up and call for guards when he heard a voice, it was none other than his loyal second in command talking to his servant.

"It's okay, my lord," the servant said soothingly, "he drank a sip.  I made sure of that.  He should be out cold."

"I am glad, even, that you made this mistake," Ganondorf replied, "there will be much less controversy if he does not die.  I will simply make him my puppet."

King felt a few pairs of hands lift him roughly from his bed and carry him a short distance down several flights of stairs.  It was hard, but he managed to stay limp throughout the journey.  He felt himself roughly aet into a chair, and then Ganondorf's stern voice broke the silence, "Wake him now."

Someone struck King across the face, and he stopped pretending to be asleep.  He was in a small stone chair in the lowest dungeon of Hyrule Castle.  Ganondorf and six of King's closest guards stood around him, all of them armed.  Ganondorf drew a knife from his waist and let the tip dance across King's neck.

"What's going on here, Ganondorf?" King asked.

"You're quite incompetent for the ruler of a country," Ganondorf replied menacingly, "Can't you tell this is mutiny?"

"Why, Ganondorf?" King asked, "Why would you do this to me?"

Ganondorf laughed,"Power.  Now, I have a plan I would like to propose to you."

He lifted the dagger off of King's neck and tested the point on his finger, "You see, my lord, I was planning on killing you with that Lon Lon Milk.  It's a good thing you didn't drink it, because I might have been the prime suspect in your murder.  My deal is this: it would be so much easier if I simply ruled through you.  We wouldn't need to go through the chaos of a change in power."

King lifted his chin defiantly.  Little did Ganondorf know he had a knife of his own concealed in one of his sleeves.  He let it slide gently into his hand, "and if I say no?"

Ganondorf smiled, "Then I go back to plan A."

King, seeing the guards laugh at Ganondorf's cruel imitation of a joke, whipped out with his knife, slicing the throat of the guard behind him.  Ganondorf tried to stab him, but King grabbed Ganondorf's dagger and kicked him in the chest, forcing the dagger out of his hand.  Using the two knives, he quickly dispatched the other five guards before turning on Ganondorf, who was on the ground, laughing.  Right before King struck the killing blow, he saw a glowing yellow triangle appear on Ganondorf's hand.

"Well played, my lord.  Now die."  There was a brilliant flash of light, and the King was no more.