DESTINIES DIVIDED
A Legend of Zelda and Star Wars fanfiction
By Trixie Lavender

One thousand years have passed since the final battle against Ganondorf. Fearing the powers of darkness, Link sacrificed himself to destroy Ganondorf. However, he did so in vain; before his destruction, Ganondorf corrupted the Master Sword. The Sword of Evil's Bane is now a sword of darkness.

Two hundred years ago, the Sith crash landed on the planet Earth. Lacking the materials to escape the planet, they are but a shadow of what they once were. Within the past few years, the Sith activity has increased.

When shadows fall upon the land, a Hero will rise…

Part One
The Master Sword

Chapter One

Rider had his head in the clouds. This wasn't the life he wanted. He and his friends Will and Chad had worked hard to become skilled swordsmen. They wanted to be heroes, but that didn't work out. Chad left after a heated argument with Will. Will left searching for some weird magic. He hadn't heard from either in years. Everything went downhill after that. No one needed a swordsman, and he wasn't about to be a cashier at the supermarket. His only option was his current job: feeding the animals at Lon Lon Farm. It wasn't that great, but it paid enough and he was outside most of the time

He had just finished feeding the cows and pigs, and had to feed the horses next. He noticed that one horse was currently being ridden. The rider was a blond man in a green shirt. Rider had never seen this man before, yet he was clearly a pro. He was riding at top speed, able to jump over the barriers around the field with ease. Rider could barely keep up a trot without feeling like he was going to fall off. Even the regulars didn't have this man's skills.

"Rider!" a voice called to him.

Rider turned to the sound of the voice. Talon, the owner of the farm, was standing in front of him, and he didn't look happy. "A chicken's missing," Talon said. "The horses can wait. I need you to find that chicken before it wanders too far from the farm."

Rider didn't have time to lose. The farm was next to the Southern Forest, which had many strange creatures. If the chicken went too close to the forest, one of these creatures could find it, or worse, enter the farm. He ran to the chicken coop as fast as he could in the hope of finding something to indicate where the chicken had gone. Sure enough, he saw small tracks heading toward the forest...

Peace is a lie, There is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.

Darth Kreik was motionless as he meditated in his dimly lit apartment, contemplating the true meaning of the Code of the Sith. There was little in the way of furniture. He had a bed, a desk with a laptop, and a large bookshelf filled with Sith tomes and Hyrule history. He had just finished reading an old scroll brought to Hyrule by his predecessors hundreds of years ago. It lacked details, but had brief descriptions of the ancient Sith Revan, Bane, and Sidious, among others. All very powerful Dark Lords. He was nothing to them. Unfortunately, ever since the events that trapped them on this planet, the Sith in general were nothing to them. Where did things go so wrong? What could Kreik do to turn things around? Could he do so with his master, or would he need to do so as the master? The Force would show him the answer in due time. All he could do was trust it.

"There you are," Rider said when he finally found the chicken. It was fortunately in a part of the forest that was owned by the farm as a camping area. The chicken was eating some of the crumbs left by the last campers there. Sneaking up on it, Rider prepared to grab it. He bent down and moved quickly toward it, just as his foot hit a rock. He tripped, falling to the ground and scaring the chicken away.

"Aw man," Rider said. "This is the third one this summer. I'm going to be fired for sure." Rider stood up and brushed himself off. "Now where did it go?" Rider looked around and saw the man from earlier looking at him, holding the chicken!

"Looking for this?" the stranger asked, handing Rider the chicken.

"Yes!" Rider exclaimed. "How did you catch it so quickly?"

"I've had some experience catching chickens," the stranger replied, eyeing over Rider. "So you're a farmer are you?"

"More like a farmer in training. As you can see, I'm not very good at it.

"Maybe that's because it's not your destiny. Would you like to come with me?"

"Come with you?" Rider asked very confused. What was this guy talking about? "Who are you?"

"You can call me..." The stranger hesitated. "Chrono."

"Chrono? Weird name," Rider muttered to himself.

"Come," Chrono ordered. "We have much to discuss."

I guess it won't hurt to hear him out, Rider thought. "What about my job? I can't just leave. My shift doesn't end for another five hours."

"Don't worry about it," Chrono assured. "I'll take care of it. They won't even know you're gone. Could be fun doing farm work again."

"Right," Rider said. "Let me put this chicken away and I'll be right back."

Darth Kreik continued his meditation. There had to be some way of turning things around. He could start by killing his master, but how? His master may have been weak, but Kreik was weaker. If he were to kill his master now, he wouldn't be able to learn more and only end up continuing the Sith's descent. Maybe he could find an apprentice first? Maybe, but then his master could simply abandon Kreik in favor of his apprentice.

Beep

Kreik turned to his laptop. He received an email from his master. "Now that's interesting," he said reading the email. It was short and vague, asking Kreik to acquire an ancient Hylian relic. Perhaps this is what I've been waiting for.

Rider returned to the campsite to find Chrono waiting for him. He had stopped by Talon's house on the way back to grab two cans of soda and a bag of crackers. "Before we start, would you like a drink?" he asked as he sat down on a bench across from Chrono.

"Yes," Chrono said. "Do you have any tea or butterbeer?"

Who drinks tea these days? Rider thought. And what the heck is 'butterbeer'? "Soda," Rider answered.

"Excellent!"

Okay then, Rider thought as he handed one of the sodas to Chrono. "Here you are." Rider opened his can and took a sip. Chrono did the same.

Without warning, Chrono quickly spat out the soda into the fire pit in front of him. "What are you trying to do?" he exclaimed. "Poison me?"

"Uh, no," Rider answered confused. Has this guy never had soda before? "It's just soda. Plain old drink." Rider took another sip of his drink. "So good," he muttered, mostly to himself.

"Right..." Chrono said. "I think it's time we discuss business. A great evil has arisen here."

Rider was skeptical. "What kind of evil?"

"Have you ever heard of The Master Sword?"

"Of course," Rider answered confused. That doesn't really answer my question. "It's the most powerful sword ever. It's not real, though."

"Indeed it is," Chrono corrected. "And I need your help to find it for me."

"I'm sorry, what?" Rider scoffed. "You need me to find the Master Sword?"

"That's right."

"You're joking, right? Why should I find it? Why don't you?"

"A fair question," Chrono replied. There was a pause as Rider waited for an answer that never came.

"Well?" Rider asked. "There's no way I'm leaving my job to find something that probably doesn't exist."

"It exists," Chrono replied. "I know precisely where it is, but I can't get it."

"Why not?" Rider asked annoyed.

Chrono was hesitant. "I believe it's corrupted," he said after a brief pause. "I need someone… unaligned to get it."

"Unaligned?" Rider asked. "I'm not the only person in Kakariko who is 'unaligned.' Why not find someone with more time on their hands?"

"Do you know how hard it is to find someone outside of the police with any sword training at all?"

"Now I need to use it?" Rider stood up to leave. "I'm sorry, I can't help you. If you really need someone with sword training, maybe Will or Chad can help. I have too much work to do."

"Rider, wait!" Chrono called.

Rider looked at Chrono confused. "I never told you my name."

"I can't tell you everything, but I can tell you I've been looking for you for some time. Your friends can't help me, only you can."

Kreik was beyond frustrated. He had just spent the last three hours reading through scrolls and history books. What little information of the Master Sword he could find was only mentioned as myth and legend. Kreik threw the book he had to the side with a growl. If the Master Sword was real, he wouldn't find it in a book. He would need to trust in the Force. Without a word, Kreik got up, attached his lightsaber to his belt, and left. He had no idea where he was going, nor did he really care. If the sword was real, he would find it.

"As I said, I believe the Master Sword is corrupted," Chrono said. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out some items. "This will purify it." He handed Rider one of the items.

Rider took the item. "A flashlight?" he said with a skeptical look.

"Not just a flashlight." Chrono answered. "It took me years to perfect it. Simply shine it on the Master Sword, and it should purify instantly."

"Should?" Rider asked.

"Well, I wasn't able to use it on the Master Sword myself..." Chrono answered. "If it doesn't work, evil has already won."

"Lovely," Rider muttered.

"This," Chrono said, handing Rider a second item. "Is called the Concealment Stone. It will prevent people from finding you unless you want them to."

"Really?" Rider asked, eyeing it over. It was a small black stone. Easily mistaken for a marble, if not for the attached silver.

"I've tested this one," Chrono assured. "It even works on technology and magic."

Rider continued to look over the strange stone. He couldn't think of any use for it. Nothin legal, anyway. Still, he had no doubt such an item would be invaluable.

"Finally," Chrono said, handing Rider a piece of paper. "These are the coordinates for a safe place where you can hide the Master Sword. It's encrypted in case someone finds it, but you'll be fine."

Rider looked over the note. I'll be fine? He thought. This was beyond encrypted. It was complete gibberish. None of it made any sense! Wait... There was a pattern. Maybe he would be fine.

Now then," Chrono said. "This is a dangerous mission. You'll learn many things about yourself and the people you meet. Some friends, some enemies. As much as I need your help, I cannot force you. Are you in or out?"

Rider hesitated. This guy was clearly nuts, and he'd be crazy to follow him. Yet something told him Chrono was speaking the truth. Rider had his answer. "I'm in."

Good," Chrono replied. "Go to the North Forest and find the Master Sword."

Kreik's search brought him to a forest. It felt strange. Not that this was a bad thing. The forest was strong with the Dark Side. Kreik was surprised that he wasn't aware of this forest sooner. He wondered if his Master knew, but doubted it. He felt the presence of many animals in the area. Several birds, a few squirrels, and even a deku scrub eyeing him from a distance. He didn't care. At least, he didn't until the scrub hid itself. It didn't know Kreik was fully aware of it, so what was it hiding from? Kreik felt a disturbance.

Kreik took a step to his left as a giant club came crashing down where he was just standing. A moblin had spotted him and decided to attack. Its presence was hidden by the Dark Side energy in the forest, but it was not being stealthy, and was no match for Kreik. He turned to it and lifted his hand, palm out. The moblin flew back and crashed into a tree. A flock of birds flew off in all directions.

"I don't have time for you," Kreik muttered. He put his hand into a fist. If he wanted to enjoy the kill, he would have caused the moblin to choke to death. Instead, he used the Force to crush the creature's throat. Even if it survived, it wouldn't live long, and certainly wouldn't be an annoyance any longer. Kreik continued his search for the sword, using the force to sense any other creatures that might try to delay him.

"Let's see," Rider said as he stepped over a branch. He had been in the forest for at least an hour, maybe longer. At least it felt that long. The sun was still high in the sky when he entered, so maybe it had only been a few minutes. He didn't have a watch, so he wasn't sure. It had only taken half an hour to drive to the edge of the forest, and his car was too big to go in.

"If I just... Wait... Have I been here before?" Everything looked the same. He didn't see any footprints in the dirt, so maybe he hadn't? "Why did I say yes?" he asked himself, regretting his decision.

If getting lost was enough for him to feel regret, the large creature in front of him would be enough for him to run back and call it quits. The bipedal creature was brown with a long pig-like snout, and a long horn extending from its forehead. It didn't look particularly smart, but it was clearly strong. It held a large club in its right hand. The creature was using its large snout to smell the area. It turned to Rider and stared at him. Rider froze in fear. He quickly dropped down and put his arms over his head as the creature charged him! Sevel second passed, but nothing happened. The creature had passed him in its charge, going after something behind him. Rider breathed a sigh of relief and continued his search.

Rider had wandered aimlessly for another ten minutes until a reflection of light caught his eye. "Is that it?" He went up to it and instantly recognized it. "The Master Sword!" He exclaimed. It wasn't at all what he expected. Instead of blue and gold, it was black and red. Nothing at all what a valiant hero would use. He wrapped his hand around the hilt as he felt heat. The blade burned as he grabbed it, and was forced to let go.

"Ow!" Rider cried in pain. It wasn't supposed to do that, was it? "Wait, Chrono said it was corrupted." He reached into his pocket to get the flashlight Chrono gave him. Before he could shine it on the sword, he heard footsteps coming in his direction!

"What was that?" Rider said. He quickly got up and went behind a tree. "Someone else is here! I knew I got too wrapped into this! What was Chrono thinking bringing me into this? I'm no hero, I'm just a farm boy."

Maybe that's because it's not your destiny. Chrono's words echoed in his mind.

"Destiny? I don't have a destiny." He pulled out the Concealment Stone. "Hope this thing works."

It hadn't been long since Kreik's encounter with the moblin. It had been an annoyance, but a necessary one. After killing the dumb creature, Kreik had the urge to go in the direction it came from. This decision proved to be the right choice, as he found what he was looking for! The Master Sword was a sight to behold, if Kreik cared about such nonsense. Kreik grabbed the hilt and pulled the blade out of the ground. The Master Sword had a perfect weight and length, almost identical to his lightsaber. Unlike his lightsaber, the blade radiated Dark Side energy.

"Seems a waste to give this to my Master," Kreik said, giving the sword a few swings. "Perhaps I should use it on him instead. Still, I can't go into public with this without giving myself away. Powerful but useless…"

Rider listened closely to the newcomer. He couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but there was something about him...

"Wait a second," he said. "I know that voice. That's... That's Will! What's he doing here?" Will was one of Rider's closest friends. He had left in search of powerful magic, and was never heard from since. Did he find his magic? Is that how he found the Master Sword? Was he able to hold it? Rider had too many questions about his old friend, and there was only one way to get any answers. Coming out of his hiding place, he saw Will. He was wearing all black with a cloak covering his face, and he was holding the Master Sword!

"Stop it, Will!" He called as he slowly walked up to his friend. "You have no idea the power you're trying to harness!" He hadn't even been able to touch the sword, and yet Will was holding it. That wasn't a good sign.

"Rider…" Will said in response. "It's been awhile. I certainly wasn't expecting to see you here of all people. How did you find it?"

"Give me the sword, Will," Rider demanded, ignoring Will's question.

"And why should I?" Will countered. "I doubt you can make use of it. You also didn't answer my question: how did you find it?"

Rider didn't answer. How would he? Tell Will that some random guy told him where to find it. That was less believable than any lie he could come up with. "Give me the sword," he repeated.

"Is that all you can say?" Will asked. "We haven't seen each other in years and all you can do is order me around? Don't let your emotions get the better of you."

Will was right on that part. It wouldn't do to get angry. The Master Sword was corrupted, and Rider couldn't touch it. Rider took out the flashlight Chrono had given him from his pocket. "How are you able to hold it?" he asked after a brief pause.

"Now there's a real question," Will replied. "You remember why I left, right?"

"You wanted some kind of magic. Magic that doesn't exist."

"Oh it exists. And I found it. I found someone to train me in its use. I can even sense that you possess this rare gift."

"What are you saying?" Rider asked, too shocked to answer the unasked question Will gave.

"You have the Force, but cannot touch the Master Sword," Will explained. "Join me, Rider, and this is just one thing you can do."

It was certainly a tempting offer. Will radiated power, and there was no denying it. Will was holding the sword, and had been for some time now. Did it not hurt him? Or was he simply strong enough to endure the pain? Rider considered the offer. How much easier would his life be? What would his "Force" even enable him to do? Will's offer was very tempting. Tempting, but… no. He couldn't. The Master Sword, the Sword of Evil's Bane, was corrupted, a weapon of pure evil, and his friend was holding it! There was only one answer Rider could consciously give.

"No, Will," Rider said with conviction. "There's no way any good can come from the sword like that." Rider waved his hand, indicating the Master Sword, then added mostly to himself, "only evil."

Will sighed in disappointment. "You would have made a great apprentice. If you won't join, you leave me with no options."

Without warning, Will lifted the Master Sword and swung at Rider. Rider barely had time to move out of the way. Somehow he had seen the attack coming before it happened. Rider couldn't question how, as a second attack came at him. Rider ducked to avoid the attack, and saw a level of annoyance in Will's face. He wasn't putting effort into his attacks, and it showed. Rider knew his friend wouldn't hold back for long, and he was right. Will moved the Master Sword to his left hand and grabbed something from his belt. It looked almost like a flashlight, but Will was holding it like a sword. Suddenly, a red beam came out with a crack and extended to the same length as the Master Sword. Will had practiced dual wielding during their sword training as teenagers to some level of success. Rider didn't want to find out how much better Will had gotten, but he was about to find out.

Rider didn't have any weapons on him, but he instinctively reached for one anyway. He pulled out the flashlight Chrono had given to him. Rider didn't have time to think. He pointed the flashlight at the Master Sword and turned it on.

As the light glowed in the direction of the sword, its color began to change. It was slow at first, but quickly turned from black to almost blue gray. Will cried in pain. He dropped both swords, causing the red blade of his beam sword to vanish, and grabbed his left hand. Clearly it had burned him more than it did Rider.

Rider didn't have time to hesitate. He grabbed the sword and started running. He could figure out where to hide it later. Now he just needed to get away.