Hey there people. Sorry for not updating this story in so long but I was in writer's block for the longest time. I only now got out of it after I changed my idea for the plot entirely. Things should go a little faster now that I'm on the keyboard again.

Most original character names have special meanings in a certain languages so if the chapter introduces an original character, you can look to the bottom to find their name meaning. If you see any mistakes, if anything doesn't make sense, or if you have any suggestions, Please leave them in reviews. Enjoy. :)

Prologue

Thunder crashed as rain drenched the already waterlogged field. Even with the storm raging, a humongous fire demolished a mountainside castle. The King of Thieves had found the last strong hold of his most dangerous opponent.

"Find them," the enormous redheaded king roared. "Kill them all!"

"Sir yes sir," the Gerudo women said saluting.

They began spreading out across the burning grounds. The king himself headed straight through the front doors. Dead bodies of his warriors and the guards of the castle lined the walls. Those still living groaned as their wounds bleed creating slow painful deaths. The king ignored this and continued down the hall. As he passed one of the hidden servant's passages, several women servants ran out screaming as they were chased by Gerudos. In a blink of an eye, the king unsheathed his sword and decapitated all of the servants in one fluid movement. He nodded to his men and continued.

Shortly afterward, he came to a large ornate doorway. About ten guards defended the entrance. The moment they saw the king, all the men let out a deafening shriek and unsheathed their weapons and wings.

"Going all out are we, Tenshi?" the king said with a smirk.

"Leave now Ganon," the lead Tenshi hissed, flaring out his wings.

"Yeah, I don't think so," the king replied. Then he lunged at the men, leaving no more room for talk.

The guards put up a tremendous fight but they eventually fell one by one. The head guard was the last to fall. As he lay bleeding on the ground, the man let out another ear piercing shriek. Then he moved no more. Snarling Ganon wiped his blade on the guard's tunic before moving to the doorway. Summoning a ball of magic to his open palm, he blasted the door apart and entered the room in the midst of the smoke.

A middle aged man stood in the middle of the room with his weapon drawn. His hair was a crimson color with golden tips and blood red eyes. A woman with the same hair color but golden eyes lay on the bed behind him, seemingly in great pain. Ganon noticed the curtains of a nearby open window were flapping in the strong winds of the storm. He let out a deep chuckle as he realized what his enemy had done in desperation.

"You sent Kratos and his wife, Alexia, away with your newborn then, eh Zevak?" Ganon concluded, addressing the man. The man noticeably stiffened as Ganon continued. "It's not like they'll get very far. My men have closed off all the exits. It's too bad that your efforts were all in vain."

Zevak snorted. "Never in vain, Ganon," he replied. Then he smirked. "They're already miles away from this devastation."

"Yes, well, the same cannot be said for you." Without warning, Ganon released two more balls of magic. Zevak was sent flying into the wall from the blast. His infirmed wife was killed on impact. Ganon stormed over to Zevak who now had at least a second degree burn encompassing his entire chest. "Where?" He hissed, placing his boot on the wounded man's back.

Zevak let loose a choked laughter. "Like I'd ever tell you. Even if I did, they'd already be beyond your reach." He gasped as Ganon pressed harder. "Even if you kill me and all those here, as long as they live, the Tenshi will survive."

"We'll see about that," Ganon snarled before impaling Zevak and striding out of the room.

The sounds of screams and battle slowly died down from below as Zevak lay dying. "Kratos, come."

"Sir," a voice said as a tall man that looked like Zevak with longer hair stepped out of a shadowed corner of the room. With him stood a tall blond woman holding the newborn child. Kratos knelt down next to his twin brother expectantly.

Shakily, Zevak removed a long chain from around his neck and held it out to Kratos. On it sat a silver Phoenix "Give this to my son… to Link. Teach him about the Tenshi and how to control his abilities. Have Impa teach him the ways of the Sheikah Tribe." Kratos nodded, taking the pendent gingerly. Zevak smiled faintly as he began coughing up blood. "If things become too dangerous, send him to the forest to keep him safe. Impa already has enough on her plate. You better not let him die or I swear that I'll come back to haunt you for the rest of your life."

"I swear on my life that I will not let him die, Zevak," Kratos replied, gripping the necklace tighter as tears threatened to fall.

"Thank you," Zevak replied weakly. "Now, I think Mina is waiting..." Zevak's breathing slowly came to a stop. Zevak, the leader of the proud winged race, the Tenshi, was dead.

Tenshi: "Angel" in Japanese

Kratos: "Strength" in Greek

Zevak: "Sacrifice in Hebrew

Mina: "Love" in German