A/N This is my first fanfic so wish me luck. I hoping my fello mates (AUSSIES I'M TALKING TO YOU) can give me some feed back. Constructive critisism and whatnot. BY THE WAY SHEIK IS A MALE AND HIS OWN PERSON. THIS FANFIC CONTAINS BOY/BOY LOVE AND MAYBE SOME YAOI. Just so ya know. OH AND PROBABLY ZELDA BASHING 'CAUSE FOR SOME REASON I HATE THAT BITCH. Last thing, I don't own legend of zelda or its characters.
A certain Sheikah, clad in blue, found himself strangely happy today. So happy in fact, I don't think he realized he just kicked that child. It was an accident so it wouldn't have mattered anyway, would be his excuse. Though of course, who wouldn't be overjoyed today?
"He's dead! Ha!" Citizens of Kariko village turned heads to see Sheik the cold-hearted survivor of the Sheikah giggling and spinning in circles. Also, if that wasn't disturbing on a normal day, today was the hero's funeral. Two of the men who were previously arguing paused to view the scene as well, then turned to each other.
"10 rupees he's on crack"
"Ehh, sure"
"Hey hero remember that time you said I belong underneath you? WELL WHO'S SIX FEET UNDER NOW?! IN FACT, WHILE YOUR DOWN THERE, WHY DON'T YOU SUCK MY DICK! HAA! Oh, um I umm hi." Sheik, finally realizing he had an audience, disappeared in a big bang, white flash and deku nut.
Then warrior arrived at a hidden cave invisible to all who lack of the eye of truth. As the moon rised, the rock shelter glowed an eerie silver. Walking as swiftly and quietly as a panther, he entered the tunnel. Torches ignited at the passing of glowing crimson eyes, lighting the Sheikah's path. Said Sheikah soon reached a the end of the tunnel, and stalked into a simple room carved from the rock. He bowed before two silhouettes, faces hidden by darkness.
"Rise, Sheik." Sheik did so at the command without a second's hesitation.
"As you know, our hero has passed leaving all sages unawakened." I know isn't it amazing? I'm finally free of that son of a... "Therefore Impa and I have thought of a back-up plan." WHAT?! Of course this was in Sheik's head, but he still wondered.
"Our conclusion is to find a descendant of the hero in the future and bring him back to our time. This is after all , the lost part of the prophecy."
"But, Princess Zelda there must be some one in our time. Besides, who would do such a dangerous task?"
"You."
Everyone knew Sheik could not win the argument with that answer. It was the Sheikah oath that all Sheikah warriors serve the royal family unto death. If Zelda commanded him to go find this so called descendant, he would have no choice but to search for him and never return until he finds him or is ordered to.
"So off to the future with you!" Before Sheik could reply, he felt magic flowing throuh his veins.
Yes, off to the future with me.