Sorry everybody for the wait. I am typing this just a couple of days after I published my last chapter, but I'm grounded now. By the time your reading this(If anybody happens to be reading my story at all), then it will have been from days to a week after I finish this, so yah. Also, this is probably my shortest chapter yet, which means it's REALLY short, but no worries. I will be done with this story soon, then I will move onto Majora's Mask.
Chapter 12
Sheik guides us through the desert, until the sandstorm ends. By that time, it's nearly midnight, and we set up camp. Suddenly Link starts twitching, then takes his sword and slashes through the air right behind Sheik.
"WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING!" Sheik and I yell at him.
"There was a skeleton behind you …!" Link says. He suddenly drops to the ground on knee
"I don't see anything odd, but I know what may be happening to you." Sheik says to Link. "The spirits of the Wasteland like to haunt wary travelers.". Of course, I already knew this, but Sheik started talking first, so I didn't really want to interrupt him.
"You are becoming to soft." I whisper to myself. "Every since you joined Link…" I brush off the thought because soon I can see something in the desert. Riders. Hundreds of them. Link see's them too, but gets the wrong reaction.
"Probably just more phantoms." He says, drifting of to sleep.
"When you can hear huff beats getting closer, their probably not spirits or phantoms." I say firmly to Link as I pull him up. He gets up, looks into the distance, then close around us.
"Battle stations?" I ask.
"Battle stations." They agree. We form a circle, and pull out our weapons. My spikes pop out, along with a tingling feeling in the rest op my body, especially my right arm. Link pulls out his Master Sword and Hylian knights shield. Sheik pulls out a thin but long blade, and in his other hand he takes out a spike. The riders surround us, stopping any chance of escape.
"Sheik…" Link is about to say something, but suddenly stops. I turn around, only to see Sheik put his sword back in its sheath.
"Why you little dirty son of Ganondorf!" I yell at him. He flinches at the "Son of Ganondorf part" if only for a moment, but that's all I need. I spin around, and, with full power, I blast a hole in the riders line, only for it to be filled, I blast again, yet it is not as powerful as Sheik hits me in the head with his spike.
"GO TO HELL!!!" I scream at him before blacking out.
