"Go on dear! Your father is waiting for you!" Dogura's mother shooed him out the door. Dogura couldnt wait! It was his first day of training with his father. He was about 7 and he was pumped. Now he would be able to defend himself against all the people who hated him at school. He was so eager to train, that he almost passed his father.

"haha! Son, where are you in a hurry to?" His father laughed. His father was a man of incredinble power, and was seen as the villages strongest! People respected him from afar, and he was known in many places. Dogura stopped, and stood before his father. "Im ready for my training daddy!" Dogura exclaimed. He could hardly contain his happyness! His father looked away. He seemed a bit bothered.

"Whats the matter dad?" Dogura said, his smile beginning to fade. "Dogura-san. Something has come up." He said, his eyes being blocked out in shadow. Dogura almost dropped his wooden sword. "What? What happened?" Dogura cried out. His father held out a scroll. "Ive been drafted." Dogura tilted his head. "W-What does that meen?" His father tried to smile but couldnt. "It meens I'll be going away for a long time." "What? You cant! You have to train me!"

Tears began welling up in the young boys eyes. "Im sorry son. But its the way things have to be. I must protect the village. I have faith that you will train without me." Now, tears were streaming down his face. "You promised me daddy! You promised!" His father looked away. "I know." He said glumly. "You always told me that the way of our family is- To keep our promises." His father finished for him. "I know, but it is something i have no controll over." He tried to explain.

"I'll be back someday. And when i do, I expect you to be a mature young man, capable of holding his own." His father said, no warmly smiling. "You need to be the young man of the house now. Take care of your mother for me. She still doesent know about this." "Why are you asking me to do this? You said you'll come back!" Dogura screamed crying hard now. "I will." His father reassured, hiding his own unsureness.

With that sentence, he placed a hand on his sons head. "This may hurt. But when your emotions take you over. This defence will kick in. Im passing this on to you, so you may protect our loved ones. Understood?" Dogura tried to stop his tears but couldnt. He straitened up. "Okay! Im ready!" Dogura stated. Energy surged drom his fathers arm, and Dogura let out a yelp, before passing out cold." "Im sorry son. Please forgive me in time..." With that, he was gone.

Dogura awoke in his bedroom. He was hot, and he got up and pulled on some clothes, and a small, but durable tunic him mother always made him wear. His mind was racing, because he knew something happened, but didnt know what. He couldnt remember anything about the last few hours. He walked into the kitchen, where his mom was making dinner. A hot pan in front of her hissed every few seconds.

"mom? Whats the matter, wheres dad?" His mother turned around to speak, but no words came from her mouth. She was crying, and pretty hard. This frightened the young samurai. He had never seen his mother cry this hard, or cry at all for that matter. He grabbed her hand, and tried to calm her down. "Where is dad?" He asked. This seemed to make her cry even harder, and he decided it would be best to leave her be. Besides, today was his first day of grade school, and he wasnt about to be late.

He grabbed his belongings, and was out the door. He ran to the school house and upon entering noticed a large bill board with the designated classes on it. Dogura made his way to his classroom, and sat down. The teacher walked in, and the students quieted. "Alrighty class! Who can name me a hero?" The teaches asked. Dogura's hand was the first in the air. She looked upon her list, and called out his name. "My dad!" He shouted, grinning from ear to ear. The class chuckled a little, and the teacher smiled, although she was obviously looking for a different answer.

"What a moron", the kid next to him said aloud. Dogura waited for the teacher to say something, but after a brief moment, he couldnt take it any longer. "Shut the hell up!" Dogura shouted angrily. The child looked surprised as if he didnt understand. The class looked surprised as well. "Dont give me that! You're all just sticking up for him!" he cried out. "I didnt hear anything but your voice Mr.Harashi!" The teacher looked angry. She pointed a finger to the door. Dogura cursed under his breath as he exited the class room.

He cried all the way home. He ran past many places, but didnt feel any fatigue. His anger and sadness kept his legs pumping to get him as far away from the place as possible. He dropped a book on the way, but didnt bother picking it up. He passed his own house, and climbed a tree, where he sat and cried for what seemed like an eyernity before a voice cut the silence.

"Whats the matter?" Dogura looked up to see a young Rito. He had beautiful wings, and sat at the edge of the branch that Dogura was sitting on. Dogura wiped his tears with his sleeve, and looked up at the boy. "I-I! My hero was- They all laughed at me!" Dogura cried harder, and shoved his face in his own arms, trying to escape the bitter world. The Rito smiled. "Its okay! My hero was a man I always watched train! He kinda looked like you actually, but thats not the point. I left my house because me daddy was hurting my mommy. I couldnt watch it any longer." He said a look of dismay creeping over him.

Dogura's eyes widened. "C-Can that happen?" The young boy looked away. "I guess so. I never thought so either!" He said, trying to put a smile on. "Im Dogura!" The young samurai said, his crying over. The rito smiled and extended a feathery hand. "Im Darkin!" He said, now both of them happy to make a friend.

Dogura from then on trained with the young Rito boy. They ended up becomming best friends. They trained for a long time, but Dogura always seemed to be a step ahead of Darkin, but they always competed.

10 years later...

"Im setting out for a land called Hyrule!" Dogura stated proudly. He was 17 and was soon on turning 18. He was well equiped. His mother was crying. By now he was slightly used to it. "My little boy is growing up!" She cried. "Oh mother, Ill be fine!" He exclaimed trying to calm him down. "You look just like your father did!" She cried harder now. Dogura calmed her down, and exited his house. He was off to Hyrule!

He traveled a bit, stopping every now and then. At one point, he came across a city that seemed less cheery than the rest, and it seemed so gloomy, and desperate for hope. Dark Nuts patrolled every area of the town. "Can i get through here? Im on my way to Hyrule!" He stated. The darknut didnt seem to notice him. "Exuse me. Sir?" He said, not completely understanding that it wasnt a man, but beast inside of the armor. "Im not going to ask you again, now-Whoa!!" Dogura cried, as it swung its giant sword at him.

He dodged it, but the darknut came again. He slayed it easily, and looked around. "What has heppened here?" he said aloud, looking around at some burning buildings. A young woman, who looked not a day over 15 motioned him into her house. She was looking very glum. "What happened here?" Dogura asked anxiously. "The DarkNuts came. They burned our village. What you see here is only a quarter of our village. The rest was burned, and its people were enslaved."

I will right this wrong!" Dogura said, angrily. "But mister! You cant! You'll be killed!" Dogura snickered. "This is the day my training will pay off!" He said, as he hurried out the door. One by one the Darknuts fell. It was no easy task, but somehow he managed it. They eventually bagan to retreat, and Dogura returned to the home. The girl seemed to be in utter shock.

"Y-You did it!" She cried, as she threw her arms around him. She poured him some tea, and they talked for a while before Dogura set out to destroy any remaining DarkNuts. However. When he returned to the house, he found nothing but a necklace, and an overturned table. "What-What happened? Miss?" He cried out franticly searching for the woman, but found nothing. From that point on, until he reached hyrule, he killed everything in his path.