Eleventh chapter.......I have gotten quite far, haven't I? I know you all
want to kill me for that cliff hanger, but hear me out please. I originally
wrote a longer chapter, but the darn computer shut down, so I lost it all,
and when I re-wrote it, I couldn't remember what I wrote. Sorry, I really
am! And I'd like to congratulate Jordiscy on her marriage to Sheik.
I couldn't find a song-quote to fit this chapter, so I just chose one at random. If it doesn't make sense, blame the plot. ´Blame yourself, or God..` (dunno where that came from, but it's a cool quote, so I'll let it stay.) Hey, wait, maybe the son-quote actually fits the chapter! Heh, just ignore this whole paragraph.
Anyway, here's the chapter.
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"There are so many things you say
That make me feel you crossed the line
What goes up will surely fall
And I'm counting down the time"
- Hit The Floor, Linkin Park.
"So he wants our help, eh?" Nabooru asked no one in particular. Malon had run straight to her with the letter. It had been a plea for help, signed by Sheik. He was asking for the Gerudo's to come to Hyrule Caste Town, because he needed their help. Why, or what for, Malon didn't know, she had only read the first few lines. It had felt like she was intruding, reading someone else's letter.
"Yes, he does." She answered.
"Well, I recon we owe him. He did help us quite a few times before. I'll go talk to Kalira, and we'll see what we can do." She got up from her seat, and went looking for the older Gerudo, leaving Malon to either follow her, or go back to sitting on the roof, doing nothing. Naturally, she chose to go after Nabooru.
After some searching, they found Kalira down by the training centre.(A/N: I don't know if that's what it's called, but you know what I mean) She was overseeing the training of a group young Gerudo's. Malon felt sorry for the girls; Kalira was a very stern taskmaster, or taskmistress rather, and she was driving the poor girls as hard as she could. She turned when they approached, and smiled.
"What can I do for you?" She asked, momentarily forgetting the girls she was training, and in doing so, earning them a welcome moment of rest.
"That good-for-nothing Sheik wrote to me, asking for the Gerudo to help with some raiders in Hyrule. He says it's urgent." Nabooru explained, waving the letter as if to prove she was telling the truth.
"Well then, what are you waiting for? Winter? Get over there already!" Kalira said.
So it came that Nabooru and the other Gerudo's, among them Malon, rode across Hyrule field towards the capital. Nabooru had decided to bring Malon to help her little plan along. She had decided, without any hep that Sheik desperately needed someone to take care of him, and Malon was just right for the job.
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A few days after he sent the letter to Nabooru, Sheik was walking across the grounds in front of the castle, heading for the gates. The guards had finally ceased to whine about the Gerudo and instead started to fortify the town. Why this was necessary, he didn't know as the fight would mainly take place on Hyrule Field, but it seemed they wanted to do it, so he let them. Yes, he let them, not Zelda. Sheik had been given the command of Hyrule's military force, and he intended to use that command to full extent. He had started by inspecting his troops, and coming to the conclusion that they were in need of training. Serious training. But that would have to wait for a while.
Sometimes, he wondered why he ever got himself involved in this. The soldiers were disrespectful, but he had expected that. What he hadn't expected though, was the way they spread rumours about him, and how they talked about him behind his back, insulting him. It confused him. He had never even tried to insult them, yet they did so every chance they got. And it wasn't just the usual things, such as ´idiot´, or ´bastard´. It had been uncomfortable at times, and he didn't really feel up to commanding them. But their time would come. He would show them that he wasn't the kind of person to put up with this.
Once again, he wished that Nabooru would come. He didn't want to be alone in the Castle anymore. The Gerudo had become almost like a family to him, and he missed them, every single one of them. He even missed the way Nabooru would try to get him to dress in something else than the traditional Sheikah uniform. He missed Malon too, for some odd reason. He had only known her for a few short days, but she had become one of his precious few friends. She had laughed when Nabooru had chased him all over the Fortress, she had trusted him well enough to believe every word he said, and last, but not least, she had listened when he talked. That wasn't very usual. The only other people to do that were Nabooru and Kalira.
Well, all he could do now was to wait for his friends and allies to arrive. He never for a second doubted that they'd come. It wasn't like any of them to say no when he needed help. They were so loyal to him, it wasn't even funny. So he settled in to wait for them, while plotting gruesome deaths of the Hylian Guards under his command.
I couldn't find a song-quote to fit this chapter, so I just chose one at random. If it doesn't make sense, blame the plot. ´Blame yourself, or God..` (dunno where that came from, but it's a cool quote, so I'll let it stay.) Hey, wait, maybe the son-quote actually fits the chapter! Heh, just ignore this whole paragraph.
Anyway, here's the chapter.
.
"There are so many things you say
That make me feel you crossed the line
What goes up will surely fall
And I'm counting down the time"
- Hit The Floor, Linkin Park.
"So he wants our help, eh?" Nabooru asked no one in particular. Malon had run straight to her with the letter. It had been a plea for help, signed by Sheik. He was asking for the Gerudo's to come to Hyrule Caste Town, because he needed their help. Why, or what for, Malon didn't know, she had only read the first few lines. It had felt like she was intruding, reading someone else's letter.
"Yes, he does." She answered.
"Well, I recon we owe him. He did help us quite a few times before. I'll go talk to Kalira, and we'll see what we can do." She got up from her seat, and went looking for the older Gerudo, leaving Malon to either follow her, or go back to sitting on the roof, doing nothing. Naturally, she chose to go after Nabooru.
After some searching, they found Kalira down by the training centre.(A/N: I don't know if that's what it's called, but you know what I mean) She was overseeing the training of a group young Gerudo's. Malon felt sorry for the girls; Kalira was a very stern taskmaster, or taskmistress rather, and she was driving the poor girls as hard as she could. She turned when they approached, and smiled.
"What can I do for you?" She asked, momentarily forgetting the girls she was training, and in doing so, earning them a welcome moment of rest.
"That good-for-nothing Sheik wrote to me, asking for the Gerudo to help with some raiders in Hyrule. He says it's urgent." Nabooru explained, waving the letter as if to prove she was telling the truth.
"Well then, what are you waiting for? Winter? Get over there already!" Kalira said.
So it came that Nabooru and the other Gerudo's, among them Malon, rode across Hyrule field towards the capital. Nabooru had decided to bring Malon to help her little plan along. She had decided, without any hep that Sheik desperately needed someone to take care of him, and Malon was just right for the job.
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A few days after he sent the letter to Nabooru, Sheik was walking across the grounds in front of the castle, heading for the gates. The guards had finally ceased to whine about the Gerudo and instead started to fortify the town. Why this was necessary, he didn't know as the fight would mainly take place on Hyrule Field, but it seemed they wanted to do it, so he let them. Yes, he let them, not Zelda. Sheik had been given the command of Hyrule's military force, and he intended to use that command to full extent. He had started by inspecting his troops, and coming to the conclusion that they were in need of training. Serious training. But that would have to wait for a while.
Sometimes, he wondered why he ever got himself involved in this. The soldiers were disrespectful, but he had expected that. What he hadn't expected though, was the way they spread rumours about him, and how they talked about him behind his back, insulting him. It confused him. He had never even tried to insult them, yet they did so every chance they got. And it wasn't just the usual things, such as ´idiot´, or ´bastard´. It had been uncomfortable at times, and he didn't really feel up to commanding them. But their time would come. He would show them that he wasn't the kind of person to put up with this.
Once again, he wished that Nabooru would come. He didn't want to be alone in the Castle anymore. The Gerudo had become almost like a family to him, and he missed them, every single one of them. He even missed the way Nabooru would try to get him to dress in something else than the traditional Sheikah uniform. He missed Malon too, for some odd reason. He had only known her for a few short days, but she had become one of his precious few friends. She had laughed when Nabooru had chased him all over the Fortress, she had trusted him well enough to believe every word he said, and last, but not least, she had listened when he talked. That wasn't very usual. The only other people to do that were Nabooru and Kalira.
Well, all he could do now was to wait for his friends and allies to arrive. He never for a second doubted that they'd come. It wasn't like any of them to say no when he needed help. They were so loyal to him, it wasn't even funny. So he settled in to wait for them, while plotting gruesome deaths of the Hylian Guards under his command.