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Fire consumed everything as the ravenous flames licked the edges of the innermost part of the Korok forest. Everything outside the natural stone barrier that surrounded it was burnt to a crisp from the Yiga Clan's cruel assault. The koroks hid in the foliage of the trees and bushes while the clan itself swarmed the forest eager to claim what they had come for: the Master Sword. The legendary blade protruded from its place in the ground at the center of the clearing, radiating a power that could be felt by anyone who understood how important it was. The Yiga however, were not such people and simply saw the sword as a part of their plan in ensuring the hero of legend couldn't stand against Ganon when he unleashed chaos onto Hyrule.

They stood around the stone clearing where the Master Sword rested with an excited chatter as they inched forward like beasts ready to pounce on their prey. None stood out from the rest except for a tall muscular figure that gave off a supreme aura of importance. Clearly he was the one in charge and responsible for everything as it were now. He stepped forward into the open area, the others falling silent with anticipation as he lumbered towards the blade that seemed so small and fragile in comparison to him. As he planted his feet firmly on the ground ready to draw the sword a booming voice echoed within the untouched forest, 'You make a grave mistake, servant of Ganon. The Sword of Evil's Bane will not allow you to free it from its place of rest. '

The blademaster looked around the clearing for the source of the voice to see nothing, unless the origin of the message was one of the cowering koroks, until he noticed the great tree overlooking them had a face. 'So you're the one in charge?' He asked mockingly, 'So then tell me, why I wouldn't be able to take that little knife and go on my merry way?'

'Only the chosen hero may draw the Master Sword, any other would have their life force extinguished,' the Tree warned the intruder.

The Yiga foot soldiers shifted uneasily and looked to each other, shaken by its words but the burly man responded with an uproarious laugh that quickly grew in volume, reverberating through the clearing and drowning out all other sound. 'Do you honestly think we'd be scared of something a gnarled twig said?!' He exclaimed before waving his arms out to the others accompanying him, 'We are Yiga Clan; we'll do whatever it takes to bring the destruction of the Royal family and all of Hyrule!' The clan cheered with his words as their previous weariness melted away into confidence.

The Deku Tree gave a defeated sigh, 'If my words mean nothing to you all I can hope is none perish from your foolishness, no matter how corrupted you may be.'

The blademaster gave a haughty laugh, 'You should be more worried about getting on my bad side and becoming a pile of ash! The rest of your woods already are because we couldn't find our way.' The others laughed and jeered at the Deku tree as well before he finally turned to face the rest for the clan present, silencing them once more, 'I think it's only fair one of you draw the sword so you can become recognized as a valued member of the clan to Master Kohga.' Despite believing what the tree had said was a last attempt to drive them away, what if there was an ounce for truth to their words? Of course he wouldn't admit it, but it didn't mean he couldn't push the task onto someone else. No one would question him so there was no fear in coming off as a coward. 'You there!' he barked, pointing to first individual he saw, 'Retrieve the sword and once we return to our hideout I'll give you the honour of presenting it to the Master.' The certainty the clan member had moments ago vanished once more as they stared forebodingly at where the sword lied. It seemed everyone was plagued with the same uneaseiness. The clan member slowly took a step towards it; then two, a sense of dread filling their entire body until they stopped frozen in place.

'Well? On with it!' The blademaster commanded, 'You wouldn't want to disappoint us, would you?'

They stood still, trying to will themself to walk forward but were unable to. 'I- I-' They stuttered before quickly retreating back into the crowd, 'I can't do it! I'm sorry!'

He shook with rage but said nothing to the clan members. To let it get the best of him now would make them begin to doubt why he simply didn't do the task himself, even if they didn't vocalize it. They couldn't know he didn't want to attempt drawing the sword, though if he kept picking people for the job and was met with the same results he might had have to.

'Then any one of you, prove your bravery to me and the clan by claiming the sword! Do any of you volunteer to do this one simple task?!' He yelled to the foot soldiers as they looked to each other to see who would prove if the Deku tree was speaking the truth or if it was a lie. One lone hand rose upward in the crowd, although difficult to see due to small stature of the person it belonged to, causing all eyes to be drawn to them. 'You there, come forward!' the blademaster commanded. The Yiga members in front of them dispersed, creating a path as the sole volunteer walked forward with caution.

'Who would have guessed you of all people would volunteer?' The blademaster commented pointedly, instantly recognizing the individual despite the fact they wore a mask. 'Just get it over with so we can be on our way. I hate this climate; too green.'

The unknown Yiga member gave a nod to their superior before carefully approaching the sword, feeling the eyes of koroks and their clansmen alike, watching their every movement. Though the others were not able to feel its power they sensed a strong, cold energy from the blade rolling off in waves that seemed to want to push them away. However past the hostile exterior they felt a small, almost inviting warmth. The foot soldier paused for a moment, feeling unsure if they should turn back like the previous attempter before deciding to continue forward, placing their hands on the sword's hilt firmly.

They took a breath and began exerting pressure and slowly pulling it from its place in the ground. The Yiga clan grew louder for each inch of the sacred metal that came into view as the koroks shrieked in horror hoping for the lowly clan member to fail. As more of sword's blade revealed itself the clan member could feel themself growing weary as if they were tired, however some part of them knew that they were dying. They felt a panic rising inside of them but despite their instincts screaming at them to let go they stayed dedicated to the task, removing the sword little by little until with one final ounce of strength, they drew the Master Sword and raised it skyward for all to see.

The clan roared in triumph, mocking the Great Deku tree and fanatically raving about the soon to be end of the royal family and all who stood by them. The blademaster snatched the sword from the foot soldier and announced, 'Don't celebrate yet my brethren, but wait until Master Kohga can see the fruit of our efforts!' The Yiga cheered and began to march out the clearing feeling victorious, leaving the forgotten clan member collapsed onto their knee, shaking from the endeavour.

The koroks came out from their hiding places in the brush and cautiously eyed the weakened Yiga member. Only the chosen hero could retrieve the Master Sword, yet they of all people were able to. They couldn't possibly be the chosen hero... could they? 'You shouldn't have been able to draw the Sword of Evil's Bane,' the Deku Tree stated, as if it were a fact, ' yet you have and doomed us all if Calamity Ganon were to rise now.'

The clansman didn't want to listen to the tree's words but had no other choice until their strength returned to them. The Deku tree seemed to sense this and spoke quickly before he lost their attention, 'There is still time to makes things right. If you are the chosen hero remain here so you may receive training to wield the Master Sword. You only barely survived drawing it but with time-' they shakily rose to their feet without even glancing at the Deku Tree and began to limp after the long gone clan, leaving the spirits of the forest and their guardian alone in their now destroyed home.


The Blademaster stayed true to his word and once they had made the journey back to the hideout the foot soldier proceeded with them, Master Sword in hand, to deliver it to Master Kohga. They came out of a short hallway into a room rather symmetrical in design with red drapes adourned with the Yiga signia as well as stone frog statues similar to the ones that flanked the path to the hideout. On the other side of one of the walls opened to the pit area but there would be no need to go there as their master stood in front of them in all of his imposing glory.

Both of them dropped to their knee and bowed their heads in respect. 'Master Kohga,' the blademaster said in greeting. When their secondary failed to speak they twisted their head to look at them with what was surely a glare.

'Now there's no need for that,' Master Kohga said, 'We both know he doesn't talk much.'

'That shouldn't be an excuse for not showing his respect for the master,' the blademaster retorted, 'He should be punished.'

'Very well, discipline him later if you want to.' Master Kohga decided, 'For now, report to me on the mission. Was it a success?'

The footsoldier reached behind them to the hilt on his back and unclasped it, holding the Master Sword in front of them. Despite it not supposing to look at the Master, he could help but look up in the slightest to see his reaction. Would he be proud?

Master Kohga picked up the sheathed sword and held it in front of them, examining it before saying a simple, 'Ah. Good work... both of you.' With that he turned to place the Master Sword on a stone slab behind him, admiring it for a moment before realizing they were still there.

'You're both dismissed,' Master Kohga commanded.