A big chapter to compensate a little one? yeah, I guess that works, this is a big one. Hey, it's the fiftieth chapter, so lets have a party! Or, failing that, everyone can have a huge mega (ten foot tall at least) cookie, chocolate chipped. Mmmm. It's tasty.

Chapter Forty-One: Finally, they arrive

Morgrym just stood there, the mad gleam in his eyes brightening and brightening. This scared Sheik more than anything. And then, Morgrym's eyes became dull and he dropped to the ground.

As much as she hated him, she had to check if he was still alive. She put a hand near his neck, searching for a pulse, and winced. His cold, clammy skin was unpleasant to the touch. There was no pulse. Sheik decided that there hadn't been a pulse. He had probably been dead for some time.

Suddenly, a shock erupted from Morgrym's body and into Sheik. She was thrown backwards ten metres, unconscious.


The Chronostar stopped, dead. They had arrived, but they didn't know where. More importantly, they didn't know when.

Cautiously, HoT, HoW and Lynn moved to the door. They were the main muscle, as they were the most skilled sword wielders.

HoW opened the door, and all that could be seen was blackness.

Stepping into the blackness, the ground felt solid, although it seems as if things were moving beneath it. Looking out at the darkness, HoW saw a small figure. Sheik.

The three of them started running.


Sheik was standing in the village where she had grown up. It appeared as if nothing had happened, which upset Sheik. She knew she must be in a memory, as the village had been destroyed with the island.

She saw movement on the outside of the village, and moved over.

Bursting through the woods was a woman, holding a bundle in her arms.

She wasn't all that tall, a little taller than Sheik. It was obvious she was a Sheikah, and a few years older than Sheik, old enough to be an adult and a mother. Well, basically, seventeen or eighteen years old.

The woman's red eyes were wide in fear, and her long, platinum blonde hair fanned out behind her.

She was wearing a cloak with Sheikah symbols on it, and the hood was pulled down. The cloak resembled one worn by a Princess when her Kingdom was covered in Twilight in an alternate timeline.

Sheik shook her head, how did she know that? Putting her left hand to her forehead, Sheik noticed the birthmark on her arm. It was glowing a brilliant white, and the cogs and wheels seemed to have rearranged themselves into a working mechanism, turning one way or the other, like clockwork.

The woman ran to a house, which Sheik recognised as the Orphan's house. It looked in better condition than when Sheik had lived there, which suggested Sheik hadn't lived there yet. Sheik had partially destroyed the left part of the building when she was five years old.

The woman knocked on the door, and waited, dancing from one foot to the other.

The door opened and Sheik saw the person who had made her life hell for eight years, Impaz.

Impaz was the village's 'Orphan care giver', which was a title she made up herself. As far as Sheik was concerned, all she did was sleep and yell. And smack Sheik.

The woman walked into the house, without even speaking to Impaz, which she wasn't pleased about, Impaz liked being the centre of attention.

Suddenly, Sheik was in the house, standing next to the woman. Sheik decided this must be the woman's memory. Peering into the bundle, Sheik saw that it was a baby. A baby with red eyes, and platinum blonde hair, which was long enough to suggest that the baby was at least six months old. The baby pushed her left arm out of the blankets towards her mother. On her arm was a birthmark that looked like the cogs and wheels all jumbled together, like a broken clock.

The baby was Sheik!


HoW reached Sheik first, followed closely by the other two. She was lying on the floor, unconscious. She was breathing, and that was definitely a good sign.

Looking around, it was obvious that there were no other signs of life. Not even the dark figure that had descended upon Sheik.

With the help of HoT, HoW carried Sheik to the Chronostar.

Sheik still had not stirred.


Sheik looked at the child in shock, if the girl was Sheik, then that meant…

"I am her mother," the woman said to Impaz, who was staring at the young Sheik with disgust.

"If you are the mother, then whom is her father," Impaz asked, not taking her eyes off of Sheik,

"Her father is Ragnarok, the Titan Lord, and father of the three Goddesses," Sheik's Mother said,

"This girl, is a Goddess?" Impaz asked,

"I am not sure, but please do not tell her who her father is, or who her sisters are," Sheik's Mother pleaded,

"If this girl is your daughter and the daughter of the Titan Lord, then who is the mother of the three Goddesses?" Impaz asked, hungry for information,

"Each of them has an individual mother, and their mothers are of the only race that the Goddesses didn't create, humans," Sheik's Mother said,

"Why should I look after this child if you are still alive?"

"My life will soon be over, but please, care for my child, and do not tell her of her heritage, but do tell her that her ancestor was one who aided the Hero of Time," and at that, Sheik's Mother handed Sheik to Impaz, then rose stiffly and marched out of the room.

Before she could reach the door to leave the room, it was thrown open and a blade appeared at the woman's throat.

"Morgrym," Sheik's Mother said distastefully,

"Well done, Silena, you remember me, then know that you will soon die," then the blade slashed and Silena was gone. The smell of dark magic filled the room.

"Silena…" Sheik murmured,