The morning mist was cascading over the mountains like the smoke of an
intense brush fire. The desert was a tranquil oasis that morning. The sun's
rays stretched over the horizon and cast its delicate, golden arms across
the sky. Nothing about the splendid dawn would ever reveal what would
happen today-
Princess Zelda's spirits were soaring that morning. After talking to Sheik the previous night, Zelda felt as though someone had lifted a ten-pound weight off of her back. She had returned to her bunk later that night with a newfound sparkle in her eyes. She pulled the tent flaps open quietly half hoping, and half praying that Impa was still asleep. She hung up her cloak on the hook and began to slowly tiptoe back to bed.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her from the darkness and pulled her face forward. Zelda let out a shriek as her radiant blue eyes met with angry red ones. Her heart slowed abruptly as her eyes got used to the darkness and the shadow became clear. It was only Impa. A very angry and upset Impa, but her beloved caretaker nonetheless.
"What were you doing out at this hour!?" Impa scolded. "I thought you learned by now, the desert east of the Gerudos in a dangerous place! Who knows who or what could be lurking outside the camp!"
"Sheik was with me." Zelda said softly, as she looked down at the floor. "Sheik! Sheik! Sheik! Just because he was there doesn't mean you two could have killed even a Deku Scrub!" Impa snuffed. She never liked discussing Sheik.
"I'm sorry." Zelda replied. "I won't do it again." Impa's frown faded, and she opened her arms for an embrace. "I know honey. You're not so little anymore. But being outside at night while He is-"
"I know."
Impa's frown returned. "But that doesn't mean you're off the hook! As punishment" Impa stated waving a finger in Zelda's face. "You must do labor all day tomorrow. You scared me half to death sneaking out like that!"
Thus brought her to the present. Zelda's hands clasped the clay pot to her breasts and she stumbled through the desert winds. Soon the ground beneath her became moist, and mossy, almost as though she was walking upon thousands of spounges, and in the background a faint echo of a waterfall could be heard. Suddenly the lagoon came into view. This was Zelda's sanctuary, and had been since she was very small. No matter how she was feeling the stunning beauty of the waterfall and the company of the catfish and desert phoenixes that lived there, always seemed to comfort her.
The lagoon was a freshwater pool that rested right in the middle of the desert. The clear crystal waters were the colors of millions of sapphires all scattered together like tiny rhinestones. Its secrets were many, and if you listened closely you could hear the roaring voice of the waterfall tell fables of the past- and of the future.
The lagoon provided a little relief for the princess. The beams shone down on the desert, reflecting off the crystal waters of the oasis. A small breeze blew through the air creating ripples in the water that rustled the lily pads that rested on the surface.
Zelda sat down on the side of the rocks, and ran her fingers through the cool water. She sighed a little before dipping the pot into the water. Her task for Impa was to gather ten jars of water from the lagoon. The work was tedious, and mind numbing but it could not overshadow what she had felt the night before. Zelda splashed a little of the water onto her face. It felt cool against her sweating brow and forehead. She relaxed for a second and kicked off her sweaty leather sandals. As she dipped her delicate feet into side of the stream she reminisced on the morning with Sheik, unaware that someone was watching her...
Suddenly, a rustle in the bushes distracted Zelda from her train of thoughts. Quicker than lightning a dark figure jumped out from behind the bushes and struck Zelda upside the nose. Zelda screamed and was thrown off of the rocks and plummeted down into the lagoon, more rapidly than a blink of an eye. With blood streaming from her nose she sat up and rubbed the hair and water from her eyes. Standing over her- was a woman scantily clad in black robes. Her long brown hair was pulled into a long braided wrap. She wore a sating mask around her nose and mouth, only allowing her crimson eyes to poke radiate above the mask. Even with the mask on Zelda knew exactly who it was.
Her name was Mirakelle. She was an expert swordswoman, not to mention an excellent archer, and mage. Zelda had attended lessons with her as a child, along with Sheik. Even though they were well acquainted, the two women were sworn enemies for they both competed for the same man's heart.
"How dare you!" Mira screamed as she watched the princess shake from the shock of the blow. "I heard what you did last night...with Sheik." The masked Shiekah scowled down at Zelda with such scorn, the princess was certain she would begin to attack her again. Mira spat down into the stream and waited for Zelda's reply. "I don't know what your talking about." Zelda's voice was shaky, almost unrecognizable.
"You don't expect me to believe that...Rubbish!! Let me clear something up right now." Mira's voice had grown almost inhumane with fury. "Sheik and I were made to be together. It's our birthright! And if you try and-"
Without warning, Mira suddenly fell to her knees in mid sentence. Piercing through her back was a black arrow. Blood rushed from her veins and poured down Mira's ribs, almost like a thick syrup dispensing onto hot flapjacks. Zelda screamed and rushed over to her fallen attacker. Mira's eyes were glazed over with the frost of death and gazed back into the Princess's eyes with only a blank stare. Zelda's mind raced rapidly. She had hated Mira (with a very strong passion) but had never wanted her to die...especially so brutally. But one question still hung in the air-
Who was the archer?
Before she could answer the question herself, Zelda felt herself being yanked from her feet and pulled up from the ground. Her fragile, and already wounded body being put into a headlock. The sharp blade of a dagger was pushed up against her neck, and a single drop of poured down her throat like a tiny pearl. Behind her was a horrid demon whose very flesh was sewn together by the threads of death. She could smell his rancid breath as he panted down her neck.
"The King has been looking a long time for you my dear. And now it's time to join him!"
A/N- Wheee! What did you think?!!! Huh! Huh??? Also thank you so much for all the reviewers that have taken the time to review my story. I REALLY appreciate it. It's really hard getting your name out there when you first start on FanFiction.net!!! Here's some replies for you guys-
Hey that rhymes! ^ 0 ^
Spider Venom- Come on! I'm sure your stories aren't crud! Don't be too hard on yourself!! I think my stories are cruddy sometimes too!
Elizabeth- Ooh! You like my name! Me too! I was using some Kiwi hand lotion while I was trying to think of a pen name for FF.net! Thus KIWI PIXIE!! He He! Yeah, I hate it when main characters die too...that's why I do it!!! I'm such a hypocrite.
Chibi-Chan- I know! I haven't found a single Z/S story yet! (If anyone knows one can you please tell me!! PLEASE?!!!)
Princess of the Kokiri- That's OK. I've read better too.
Handy Dandy Reviewer- See, the whole Sheik is Zelda thing really bugged me so I decided to come up with my own version...and that's this story!!
Some_1_Cool- Thanks for the review!!!!
DarkBlackNoid- Thank you soooo much for your support and E-mail!! AND addition to your favorites list! You're the nicest person that I've met on this site YET!!
Gamefreak- Wow! Appreciation from a tough critic! That's a first!! I wish Princess of the Kokiri thought that too!
Princess Zelda's spirits were soaring that morning. After talking to Sheik the previous night, Zelda felt as though someone had lifted a ten-pound weight off of her back. She had returned to her bunk later that night with a newfound sparkle in her eyes. She pulled the tent flaps open quietly half hoping, and half praying that Impa was still asleep. She hung up her cloak on the hook and began to slowly tiptoe back to bed.
Suddenly a hand grabbed her from the darkness and pulled her face forward. Zelda let out a shriek as her radiant blue eyes met with angry red ones. Her heart slowed abruptly as her eyes got used to the darkness and the shadow became clear. It was only Impa. A very angry and upset Impa, but her beloved caretaker nonetheless.
"What were you doing out at this hour!?" Impa scolded. "I thought you learned by now, the desert east of the Gerudos in a dangerous place! Who knows who or what could be lurking outside the camp!"
"Sheik was with me." Zelda said softly, as she looked down at the floor. "Sheik! Sheik! Sheik! Just because he was there doesn't mean you two could have killed even a Deku Scrub!" Impa snuffed. She never liked discussing Sheik.
"I'm sorry." Zelda replied. "I won't do it again." Impa's frown faded, and she opened her arms for an embrace. "I know honey. You're not so little anymore. But being outside at night while He is-"
"I know."
Impa's frown returned. "But that doesn't mean you're off the hook! As punishment" Impa stated waving a finger in Zelda's face. "You must do labor all day tomorrow. You scared me half to death sneaking out like that!"
Thus brought her to the present. Zelda's hands clasped the clay pot to her breasts and she stumbled through the desert winds. Soon the ground beneath her became moist, and mossy, almost as though she was walking upon thousands of spounges, and in the background a faint echo of a waterfall could be heard. Suddenly the lagoon came into view. This was Zelda's sanctuary, and had been since she was very small. No matter how she was feeling the stunning beauty of the waterfall and the company of the catfish and desert phoenixes that lived there, always seemed to comfort her.
The lagoon was a freshwater pool that rested right in the middle of the desert. The clear crystal waters were the colors of millions of sapphires all scattered together like tiny rhinestones. Its secrets were many, and if you listened closely you could hear the roaring voice of the waterfall tell fables of the past- and of the future.
The lagoon provided a little relief for the princess. The beams shone down on the desert, reflecting off the crystal waters of the oasis. A small breeze blew through the air creating ripples in the water that rustled the lily pads that rested on the surface.
Zelda sat down on the side of the rocks, and ran her fingers through the cool water. She sighed a little before dipping the pot into the water. Her task for Impa was to gather ten jars of water from the lagoon. The work was tedious, and mind numbing but it could not overshadow what she had felt the night before. Zelda splashed a little of the water onto her face. It felt cool against her sweating brow and forehead. She relaxed for a second and kicked off her sweaty leather sandals. As she dipped her delicate feet into side of the stream she reminisced on the morning with Sheik, unaware that someone was watching her...
Suddenly, a rustle in the bushes distracted Zelda from her train of thoughts. Quicker than lightning a dark figure jumped out from behind the bushes and struck Zelda upside the nose. Zelda screamed and was thrown off of the rocks and plummeted down into the lagoon, more rapidly than a blink of an eye. With blood streaming from her nose she sat up and rubbed the hair and water from her eyes. Standing over her- was a woman scantily clad in black robes. Her long brown hair was pulled into a long braided wrap. She wore a sating mask around her nose and mouth, only allowing her crimson eyes to poke radiate above the mask. Even with the mask on Zelda knew exactly who it was.
Her name was Mirakelle. She was an expert swordswoman, not to mention an excellent archer, and mage. Zelda had attended lessons with her as a child, along with Sheik. Even though they were well acquainted, the two women were sworn enemies for they both competed for the same man's heart.
"How dare you!" Mira screamed as she watched the princess shake from the shock of the blow. "I heard what you did last night...with Sheik." The masked Shiekah scowled down at Zelda with such scorn, the princess was certain she would begin to attack her again. Mira spat down into the stream and waited for Zelda's reply. "I don't know what your talking about." Zelda's voice was shaky, almost unrecognizable.
"You don't expect me to believe that...Rubbish!! Let me clear something up right now." Mira's voice had grown almost inhumane with fury. "Sheik and I were made to be together. It's our birthright! And if you try and-"
Without warning, Mira suddenly fell to her knees in mid sentence. Piercing through her back was a black arrow. Blood rushed from her veins and poured down Mira's ribs, almost like a thick syrup dispensing onto hot flapjacks. Zelda screamed and rushed over to her fallen attacker. Mira's eyes were glazed over with the frost of death and gazed back into the Princess's eyes with only a blank stare. Zelda's mind raced rapidly. She had hated Mira (with a very strong passion) but had never wanted her to die...especially so brutally. But one question still hung in the air-
Who was the archer?
Before she could answer the question herself, Zelda felt herself being yanked from her feet and pulled up from the ground. Her fragile, and already wounded body being put into a headlock. The sharp blade of a dagger was pushed up against her neck, and a single drop of poured down her throat like a tiny pearl. Behind her was a horrid demon whose very flesh was sewn together by the threads of death. She could smell his rancid breath as he panted down her neck.
"The King has been looking a long time for you my dear. And now it's time to join him!"
A/N- Wheee! What did you think?!!! Huh! Huh??? Also thank you so much for all the reviewers that have taken the time to review my story. I REALLY appreciate it. It's really hard getting your name out there when you first start on FanFiction.net!!! Here's some replies for you guys-
Hey that rhymes! ^ 0 ^
Spider Venom- Come on! I'm sure your stories aren't crud! Don't be too hard on yourself!! I think my stories are cruddy sometimes too!
Elizabeth- Ooh! You like my name! Me too! I was using some Kiwi hand lotion while I was trying to think of a pen name for FF.net! Thus KIWI PIXIE!! He He! Yeah, I hate it when main characters die too...that's why I do it!!! I'm such a hypocrite.
Chibi-Chan- I know! I haven't found a single Z/S story yet! (If anyone knows one can you please tell me!! PLEASE?!!!)
Princess of the Kokiri- That's OK. I've read better too.
Handy Dandy Reviewer- See, the whole Sheik is Zelda thing really bugged me so I decided to come up with my own version...and that's this story!!
Some_1_Cool- Thanks for the review!!!!
DarkBlackNoid- Thank you soooo much for your support and E-mail!! AND addition to your favorites list! You're the nicest person that I've met on this site YET!!
Gamefreak- Wow! Appreciation from a tough critic! That's a first!! I wish Princess of the Kokiri thought that too!