Hi Kokkan! I finally got the fic posted!

PLEASE READ: Author's Notes: This is an A.U. fic which focuses on Sheik as the main character. I may or may not pair him up with Malon later on in the story. Let me make it perfectly clear that Sheik is an entirely separate character, he is NOT Zelda in disguise.

Disclaimer: All characters (with the exception of those created by the author), places, items, and ideas are property of Miyamato. I wrote this for fun and nothing else.

Enjoy!

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Destiny's Call



Sheik breathed in the brisk air deeply as he made his way through the clustered labyrinth of trees. The forest was especially beautiful at night with the moon's silver beams cascading through the tree tops to light the forest floor, and the stars shimmering like diamonds through the canopy in the dark velvet sky. Sheik had always enjoyed coming to the forest at night. He loved the peaceful serenity it gave him. He loved just being in the forest itself.

Ahead Sheik saw the familiar crooked and knobby branches of his favorite climbing tree, a sign that he was not too far from the village. As he passed the tree's rough surface (great for getting a firm grip on when ascending or descending) he caught a glimpse of something he hadn't noticed before. Carved crudely into the tree's massive trunk were three small triangles, two of which stood perfectly next to each other on their bases and a third that was balanced on the points of the other two. A sudden feeling of surprise and fear (perhaps the kind of feelings a man, who possesses the knowledge of some horrifying predicament, would get) passed over him as he traced the triangles absently. It wasn't the carving itself that bothered him, he knew very well what the symbol was. After all, what Sheikah wasn't familiar with the triforce? What troubled him was not the carving itself but the carver. Sheik had been to this tree nearly everyday and not once had he noticed the carving. Sheik removed his hand from the figure suddenly as though he been stung. The triforce had begun to glow, growing brighter and brighter until it had burnt itself off the tree, leaving no sign that it had been there before. Sheik stepped back, perplexed. What could this possibly mean?

Hesitantly he stepped forward to examine the tree, but a low guttural cry caught his attention. It was a cry like none he had ever heard before and he soon found himself following the source of the noise. The cry grew louder and louder as he neared its source, just as the trees grew thicker and thicker. Sheik didn't realize just how deep into the forest he was being lead until the cry ceased and he found himself surrounded by a vast ocean of trees. Sheik studied his surroundings intently, searching the trees and the canopy above. He couldn't have just been hearing things. Could he? After all to have a monster suddenly appear in the forest was very unlikely. Abruptly the cry reappeared and pinpointing the source, Sheik began his ascent on the thickly branched tree before him. Slipping a knife from his sheath, Sheik crouched down cautiously on the branch and looked around him. He saw nothing that could of possibly made the noise and keeping his crouched position he moved amongst the tree's numerous branches. Still he saw nothing. This is ridiculous. Just what am I doing? I'm wasting time that's what he thought to himself with disgust and moved to a gap between the branches in order to jump down.

The eyes were fiery red and yet as cold as the depths of winter. Startled, Sheik lost his balance on the tree and hit the ground with a soft thud. Moving quickly, he got to his feet, backing from the tree to face the intruder.who was no longer there. Sheik frowned as he searched the tree tops intently for the red eyed creature, but still there was nothing. Unsatisfied, but convinced, Sheik slipped his knife back into its sheath. What was wrong with him? Could this, perhaps be only a dream? Sheik didn't have a chance to pursue the thought any further as the red eyed creature appeared before him once more only this time Sheik was able to see the creature's body clearly. Taking his knife out quickly as before, Sheik readied himself and prepared for the Stalfol's attack. The creature did not attack, but instead took off, bones clicking, and emitting a low guttural cry. Sheik barely paused a moment before pursuing after the Stalfol which was undeniably, headed for the village.

As Sheik had suspected the chase led him right to the village, but there was something very wrong. The strange creature had disappeared once more, and Sheik stood alone. The huts and tree houses that surrounded him were comfortingly familiar, but something was not in place and a felling of dread swept over him.

There's no one here!

There was an abrupt flash and Sheik was blinded temporarily. His vision cleared and he found himself no longer standing in a deadly quiet village, but surrounded by a massive fire. Orange and yellow flame devoured village huts, burning them until there was nothing left, before moving on to envelop the next hut. Another blinding flash, and the members of the village appeared, their bodies twisted and bloody on grass near the endlessly growing fires. Figures, dark figures, mounted on horseback fought against the living Sheikah winning without much effort.

Crying out in rage, Sheik grabbed his knife and lunged for the first rider. The man/creature rounded upon him sharply, an arrow of flame ready in his bow. In his sudden rage, Sheik failed to notice it's deadly weapon and could not move in time to dodge the fiery arrow. He was struck, and darkness became reality. He was slipping.falling.

Sheik's heart pounded loudly against his chest as he sat up in his straw bed. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he swept relieved eyes across the room and out the window, and was satisfied to find everything normal. That dream. That dream had haunted his subconscious before, now that he thought about it. Once before, but that was years ago, and Sheik wasn't sure what to make of it. The village Sage had once told him that dreams could be one of four different things: a glimpse of a cherished moment long gone by, a secret, unknown desire, a great fear, or a privileged look into the future. But whether it was a simple nightmare or a prophecy, he couldn't tell.

Sighing, Sheik laid back down, but found himself unable to sleep. Unanswered questions stormed inside of him, their answers longing to be revealed. And so, as the late hours of night passed and the moon rose, Sheik was left to own thoughts. He thought about many things but mostly, he thought of the dream.



************************************************************************ Author's Note: Well there you go. I know it's a short chapter, but I'll try to get the next one posted as soon as possible. I have intentions for this fic to unfold into a full blown epic. Please review, and constructive criticism is always welcome, but no flames please. Also, I'm considering getting a beta reader for this story. Just someone who can read my chapters in advance and tell me if there's anything I can do to make them look better. If anybody is interested please, email me at starwarsqueen@hotmail.com. Thanks!