In this chapter, you will find out where Sheik is taking Malon.
And, LiNkLuVr13, as I said in the last chapter, the bandits burned Lon Lon Ranch.
This chapter took a little longer than the others, but finally it´s here! This one´s for you. Jordiscy, thank you for rewiewing!
" I´m alive, but tell me, am I free?
I´ve got eyes, but tell me, can I see?
The sky is falling, and no none knows.
It shouldn´t be hard to belive
It shouln´t be this difficult to breathe"
- Lifehouse, Sky is Falling
Malon woke up and opened her eyes, looking straight into a dusty ceiling of cloth. She blinked and turned her head, every muscle in her neck screaming in protest. The vision that met her eyes was that of sand, and gradually she became aware of the pressing heat in the air.
" You´re awake." It wasn´t a question. It was a statement. The voice came from the other side of the tent. Malon turned her head towards it, and met the eyes of a figure clad in blue and white. He stared at her unblinkingly.
" Where am I?" Malon asked him.
" In the desert." The man answered, still staring at her.
" Why?" She wondered, for the last thing she remembered was being kicked by Ingo.
" Because I brought you here." He answered. Malon looked around and saw she was the only one in the tent, exept the blue-clad man.
" Where´s my father?" She asked. The man looked at her for a while before answering her.
" He is dead." He whispered, a hint of sadness and pity creeping into his voice. Malon´s throat tightened with tears.
" You´re lying!" She choked out, the tears threatening to fall.
" No. I saw him die." The man answered, not looking at her anymore, instead opting to stare at the sky. Malon was suddently enraged.
" The why didn´t you save him?! How could you let him die?!!" She shouted. The mans eyes narrowed, and he seemed to tense.
" Because he asked me to get you out of there. Because he chose to die." He hissed, anger dripping of his tone. Then he abruptly got to his feet and walked out of the tent, leaving Malon alone.
Once she was alone, Malon let her tears fall. She didn´t want the strange man to see her cry, but she suspected he knew anyway.
Her rmother had died when she was born, but her father had always been there for her, no matter what happened, and now he was gone. She was all alone.
All alone.
Outside the tent Sheik was sitting on one of the countless sand-dunes, watching the shifting sands. The little valley was hidden in the endless desert beyond the Gerudo Fortress, and no one but Sheik knew about it, and the ones he told, of course. When he was younger, the valley had been the home of the Sheikah tribe, and there was always someone around to talk to. Now it was empty, exept for himself and the young girl.
Malon dried her tears and sat up on the bedroll. She decided that no amount of tears could bring her father back, so she might as well stop. Now she wanted to know where she was, who the strange man was, and how she could get back home from here. Gritting her teeth together, she got to her feet and got out of the tent.
Outside, she was met by bright sunlight and an endless veiw of sand and rocks. After some searching, she spotted the blue-clad man sitting not far from the tent, crouching on a sand-dune. She started for him, but before she had taken two steps, he turned his head.
" Are you hungry?" He asked, causing Malon to stop.
" No." She shook her head. She eyed him for a while, trying to remember why she recognized him.
" Who are you?" She asked suspiciously. The man let out an amused chuckle.
" It took you long enough to ask." He said.
" Well, I figured that if you wanted to kill me, it wouldn´t matter if I knew your name." She reasoned, causing the man to chuckle again.
" Why should I kill you, after I worked so hard to save you? My name is Sheik." He said, making Malon surprised.
" Links friend?" She asked, for Link had mentioned Sheik several times. Sheik shook his head.
" No. That was not me. It was someone who borrowed my name. I´ve never met the Hero of Time." He explained.
" You haven´t?" Malon asked." I tought everyone had. I mean, everyone seemed to have." She cut her comment short, getting the feeling that she was babbling away. If Sheik noticed, he didn´t show it. Malon turned around, taking in the surroundings. They were in a little valley, surrounded on all for sides by tall cliffs, broken only by a narrow pass in eastern wall. Inside the valley itself, there was nothing but sand and rocks and the occational ruin of old buildings. There was something sad about the place, as if a great tradgedy had taken place here.
" Where are we?" She asked, still watching the scenery.
" In the home of the Sheikah tribe." Sheik answered. Even in the heat of the desert, Malon shivered. It was something in the way he said it, that made her aware of the feeling in the air. Looking around, she rubbed her arms.
" What happened here?" She whispered, causing Sheik to look at her, astonished.
" How do you know anything happened here?"
" I....can feel it. It´s in the air." Sheik looked at her for a while before answering her.
" The Sheikah tribe used to live here before the reign of Ganondorf. The valley was full of people, laughing, playing, training. There was always something happening, always someone awake, someone to talk to while on the watch." He started, refusing to look at her. Instead he watched the bare valley. Suddently, his eyes narrowed.
" Then the soldiers came," He continued, and now his voice changed, taking on a hard edge." And they burned the buildings, plundered the little temple and killed the inhabitants. We Sheikah are a warrior people, but they were simply too many to defeat, and we were overrun in a matter of minutes. I was outside the valley at the time, but I returned in time to see my people practicly slaughtered in their beds." He took a deep breath, and blinked hard, trying to keep himself from crying his heart out infront of a girl he didn´t know.
" I was standing at the top of the pass, seeing everything without being seen. Everything was burning, and the soldiers were everywhere. To this day, I can still wake up in the middle of the night, screaming because of the nightmares. I was just about to throw myself into the fighting when I saw a tall, redheaded figure in the middle of the valley rase his hand, something that looked like black fire shooting from his fist. I realized that it was Ganondorf himself down there, killing my friends and family." He dried his eyes, and started when Malon put a hand on his shoulder. He got himself together." We should get inside, it´s getting dark." Indeed, the sun was setting behind the mountains. He turned and walked inside the tent. Slowly, Malon followed him.
Woohoo! I´ve got another chapter up! Don´t worry, you´ll hear the rest of the battle and the death of the Sheikans in the next chapter, but after that, I don´t exactly know what to write. Any ideas?
- Metallicafangirl.
And, LiNkLuVr13, as I said in the last chapter, the bandits burned Lon Lon Ranch.
This chapter took a little longer than the others, but finally it´s here! This one´s for you. Jordiscy, thank you for rewiewing!
" I´m alive, but tell me, am I free?
I´ve got eyes, but tell me, can I see?
The sky is falling, and no none knows.
It shouldn´t be hard to belive
It shouln´t be this difficult to breathe"
- Lifehouse, Sky is Falling
Malon woke up and opened her eyes, looking straight into a dusty ceiling of cloth. She blinked and turned her head, every muscle in her neck screaming in protest. The vision that met her eyes was that of sand, and gradually she became aware of the pressing heat in the air.
" You´re awake." It wasn´t a question. It was a statement. The voice came from the other side of the tent. Malon turned her head towards it, and met the eyes of a figure clad in blue and white. He stared at her unblinkingly.
" Where am I?" Malon asked him.
" In the desert." The man answered, still staring at her.
" Why?" She wondered, for the last thing she remembered was being kicked by Ingo.
" Because I brought you here." He answered. Malon looked around and saw she was the only one in the tent, exept the blue-clad man.
" Where´s my father?" She asked. The man looked at her for a while before answering her.
" He is dead." He whispered, a hint of sadness and pity creeping into his voice. Malon´s throat tightened with tears.
" You´re lying!" She choked out, the tears threatening to fall.
" No. I saw him die." The man answered, not looking at her anymore, instead opting to stare at the sky. Malon was suddently enraged.
" The why didn´t you save him?! How could you let him die?!!" She shouted. The mans eyes narrowed, and he seemed to tense.
" Because he asked me to get you out of there. Because he chose to die." He hissed, anger dripping of his tone. Then he abruptly got to his feet and walked out of the tent, leaving Malon alone.
Once she was alone, Malon let her tears fall. She didn´t want the strange man to see her cry, but she suspected he knew anyway.
Her rmother had died when she was born, but her father had always been there for her, no matter what happened, and now he was gone. She was all alone.
All alone.
Outside the tent Sheik was sitting on one of the countless sand-dunes, watching the shifting sands. The little valley was hidden in the endless desert beyond the Gerudo Fortress, and no one but Sheik knew about it, and the ones he told, of course. When he was younger, the valley had been the home of the Sheikah tribe, and there was always someone around to talk to. Now it was empty, exept for himself and the young girl.
Malon dried her tears and sat up on the bedroll. She decided that no amount of tears could bring her father back, so she might as well stop. Now she wanted to know where she was, who the strange man was, and how she could get back home from here. Gritting her teeth together, she got to her feet and got out of the tent.
Outside, she was met by bright sunlight and an endless veiw of sand and rocks. After some searching, she spotted the blue-clad man sitting not far from the tent, crouching on a sand-dune. She started for him, but before she had taken two steps, he turned his head.
" Are you hungry?" He asked, causing Malon to stop.
" No." She shook her head. She eyed him for a while, trying to remember why she recognized him.
" Who are you?" She asked suspiciously. The man let out an amused chuckle.
" It took you long enough to ask." He said.
" Well, I figured that if you wanted to kill me, it wouldn´t matter if I knew your name." She reasoned, causing the man to chuckle again.
" Why should I kill you, after I worked so hard to save you? My name is Sheik." He said, making Malon surprised.
" Links friend?" She asked, for Link had mentioned Sheik several times. Sheik shook his head.
" No. That was not me. It was someone who borrowed my name. I´ve never met the Hero of Time." He explained.
" You haven´t?" Malon asked." I tought everyone had. I mean, everyone seemed to have." She cut her comment short, getting the feeling that she was babbling away. If Sheik noticed, he didn´t show it. Malon turned around, taking in the surroundings. They were in a little valley, surrounded on all for sides by tall cliffs, broken only by a narrow pass in eastern wall. Inside the valley itself, there was nothing but sand and rocks and the occational ruin of old buildings. There was something sad about the place, as if a great tradgedy had taken place here.
" Where are we?" She asked, still watching the scenery.
" In the home of the Sheikah tribe." Sheik answered. Even in the heat of the desert, Malon shivered. It was something in the way he said it, that made her aware of the feeling in the air. Looking around, she rubbed her arms.
" What happened here?" She whispered, causing Sheik to look at her, astonished.
" How do you know anything happened here?"
" I....can feel it. It´s in the air." Sheik looked at her for a while before answering her.
" The Sheikah tribe used to live here before the reign of Ganondorf. The valley was full of people, laughing, playing, training. There was always something happening, always someone awake, someone to talk to while on the watch." He started, refusing to look at her. Instead he watched the bare valley. Suddently, his eyes narrowed.
" Then the soldiers came," He continued, and now his voice changed, taking on a hard edge." And they burned the buildings, plundered the little temple and killed the inhabitants. We Sheikah are a warrior people, but they were simply too many to defeat, and we were overrun in a matter of minutes. I was outside the valley at the time, but I returned in time to see my people practicly slaughtered in their beds." He took a deep breath, and blinked hard, trying to keep himself from crying his heart out infront of a girl he didn´t know.
" I was standing at the top of the pass, seeing everything without being seen. Everything was burning, and the soldiers were everywhere. To this day, I can still wake up in the middle of the night, screaming because of the nightmares. I was just about to throw myself into the fighting when I saw a tall, redheaded figure in the middle of the valley rase his hand, something that looked like black fire shooting from his fist. I realized that it was Ganondorf himself down there, killing my friends and family." He dried his eyes, and started when Malon put a hand on his shoulder. He got himself together." We should get inside, it´s getting dark." Indeed, the sun was setting behind the mountains. He turned and walked inside the tent. Slowly, Malon followed him.
Woohoo! I´ve got another chapter up! Don´t worry, you´ll hear the rest of the battle and the death of the Sheikans in the next chapter, but after that, I don´t exactly know what to write. Any ideas?
- Metallicafangirl.