It was a sunny day, not a cloud in the sky. You are just walking through the field, when, all of the sudden, you feel a jolt, like you just got tackeld. A figure emerges. As he emerges, the skies darken, instantly. Where did he emerge from, he emerged from what appeared to be pure air.

The figure was wearing ancient robes with ancient symbols on them. He draws a sword, not with his hands, but with is mind. The sword was katana, but it was obveious he had other kinds on him. He was wearing a hood, but you could see his eyes. They were pure white, then they changed to blue. The sword pointed at you, and a voice spoke, even though the man never opened his mouth. "Tell me how to get to the North Castle," it was a dark cruel sinister voice. As he said it, an aura appeared wrapping itself around him, like a guilding spirit. It was that of a keaton. "Tell me, now. I will not hesitate to end your life."

Worru's eyes were wide open, and the sword was close enough to puncture them. He moved an arm to point at the drawbridge.

The man sent his keaton spirit out to scout to make sure Worru told the truth. It soon told him that Worru was telling the truth. Then, the man sheithed his sword and left.

Worru, a bit shaken up by the strange man, muttered under his breath, "Weirdo. I mean, who goes tackling people out of the blue!?"

Little did Worru know that this man would prehaps be the biggest threat to Hyrule, ever.

Worru roled on to his stomach, and thought, You know, that guy may be the biggest threat to Hyrule, ever. Or that could be the beans I had.