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Standing in the middle of the falling snow, Sheik touched the white-green branch of a pine tree. The moon reflected off the bright snow, brilliantly whit against the starless sky. He was deep in the forest, and all alone. He wiped a tear from his cheek. Their all dead, he thought. Everyone, except Impa gone. Mother, Father, gone. "Damn you Gannon...DAMN YOU!" he shouted, tearing the branch from its owner. The echo reverberated all around him. He moved forward. There was no point anymore. Unless Link gathered the sages all was lost. But regardless, his parents were not coming back. There was a loud crash behind him. Shit, he thought, quickly turning toward the noise. A large man with a huge ax stood behind him. He toward over Sheik by at least six feet. All he wore were brown pants and a black shapeless piece of cloth over his head. He grunted and steam flew from what appeared to be nostril holes in the cold. Sheik backed up, simultaneously pulling a whip from his back. He cracked it loudly. "Who are you?" he demanded backing up slightly. The figure grunted and took a step forward, swinging his ax horizontally as he went. Sheik stood ready, and dug his feet into the ground. "Bring it on." The figure stepped and swung again. Sheik ducked under the blade and flung the whip so that it grabbed about the middle of the ax's hilt. Holding on tight, Sheik waited as he was flung in the air for the motion to stop. As it did, he flung his body above the ax and uncoiled the whip. Running on top of the ax he jumped right above the man's hand. He coiled the whip around the figures neck, and landed gracefully behind him. He pulled. The figures head and body fell lifelessly to the ground. The vile red ruined the pure white snow on the ground. Sheik closed his eyes. Know you know how it feels, he thought. You know how it feels to be empty. That's not fair, the annoying voice in his head said. You're alive. Your parents would have saved you anyway, is this what they would have wanted? Would they want you thinking about killing yourself as you kill others? Shut up. Sheik thought. Leave me alone. He walked on thinking nothing.
