Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda. I just play the games.

AN: Yeah, I'm deviating from my other story, but I had the inspiration to write this during my German class, so I couldn't resist. This is basically Zelda musing to herself on the situation she's in during OoT. It's probably been done before, but I just couldn't resist joining the band wagon.

Hope you enjoy.

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My Hero.

I have waited for so long for life to return in you empty eyes. It seemed like forever. I was scared when you first left. You body never moved.

I thought you died.

But something inside me kept saying that you weren't dead. Said you were waiting. Waiting to get older, stronger...

I guess that made sense. You did look pretty silly holding that giant sword. I never really knew how small you were till then, until I saw you holding it.

I was small, too.

Times defiantly have changed.

My beautiful kingdom. Gone. The once fruitful land, which I used to play in, has all died. Nothing grows. Not even weeds.

Its' all HIS fault. He killed everything.

Tried to kill me.

He's become so powerful. Not even our strongest warriors could defeat him. I could not stop the tears as I watched them fall. They were doomed before they started. They didn't have the power of the Triforce.

That is the only thing that can stop him now. The Triforce.

He knows this. Knows it all too well.

That's why he tried to kill me.

To get my power.

To stop me.

But I was too smart for him. I hid.

I left the name Zelda behind. I would not need it. Soon, I adopted a new name: Sheik. Shedding my fancy clothes, I adopted a more "manly" garb, and I always kept my face hidden. I could not let him find me.

Easier said then done.

My skills grew each day. I learned about the power of the Triforce. I learned how to fight. My skills rivaled my instructors. They warned me not to be too cocky, not to let all of my achievements go to my head.

At least once a week I slipped past the undead that haunted my castle to see you. They told me not to go. Had I been the small girl I once was, I would have listened. But now, things are different. I've changed.

I couldn't stop thinking about you. How you were going to save us all, even as things steadily became worse and worse. Thinking about how you were frozen in time, oblivious to everything. Even me. I tried to get close to you, but all of my efforts were in vain. As the years passed, I couldn't help but think as to how handsome you were becoming.

And then, after seven long, torturous years, you finally woke up.

You swung your sword around, testing your abilities. I couldn't help but stare as your muscles rippled across your back.

Slowly I walked out of my hiding place. You turned around, ready to kill me. But I was not afraid. I explained everything. Well, almost everything. I told you what happened to the land after you left, about the people. But I didn't tell you about me.

I was afraid HE might find out.

As I watched you leave the temple, I could only stare and wonder how you would handle everything. Wonder how you would defeat HIM.

Wonder if you would ever know who I truly am...

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AN: Well, what do you think? Kind of short, but I'm thinking about adding another chapter. But I'll only do it if I get reviews. So please push that little button and say something.

Thanks.