Thief of Time
Disclaimer: Ai-chan no own Zelda. It belong to Nintendo. Ai-chan simply write fanfiction and makes peoples heads explode... hee hee 'tis fun. The fact that Ai-chan no own Zelda makes her sad, speak in the third person, and do stuff with sporks and spleens that isn't pretty. Ai-chan is scary, nooo? Hee hee. Hee hee.
Prologue
Something was wrong. But in Hyrule, that wasn't something out of the ordinary. At least not for the hero of time. But this time it was very unusual.
There was a note where the Master Sword should have been.
The note read: Thank you! Love from, Sugar It was written in swirled cursive on a rosy pink parchment. Link didn't say, "That's strange." He wouldn't have said, "That's strange," if all of a sudden chickens went on a homicidal rampage. It just wasn't the sort of thing you said in this kind of situation.
Link gave a sidelong glance at the Princess who nodded.
Their thoughts both ran along the same lines: How could the door of time been open? How could the sword be taken from the pedestal? And who the hell was Sugar?
Blonde hair... white mask... and a large sack of loot hefted easily over her right shoulder. Sugar was the picture of what glory-hunting thieves admired. She stood atop the fence in Hyrule Field, staring back at the gates of the castle. Her eyes shimmered like the stars, and her hair glowed radiantly like the moon as a smile curled upon her crimson lips. What a night. What a great night.
And she was gone before she was even there.
There was only silence among the small tribe of Sheikah as the words sunk in.
"Is it true mother?" The young man Sheik broke the heavy silence.
Impa nodded. Everyone else just sat.
The air was heavy with tension, and Sheik did not dare speak for a long time.
"Sheik..." Impa began.
"I know Mother... I know what I must do... it is time he knew."
"Hime-sama has been covering for you for a very long time."
"I know..."
The silence came again, but lasted only shortly. The council of Sheikah began the discussion again... minus one member.
Sheik left without a word, and he did not look back until the small Sheikah village was out of site.
It was so close he could feel it. He could breathe it. The door had been unlocked... it could be opened. The womb of nothingness that held him began to tear. It was only a matter of time...
...and then all hell broke loose.
Part 1- Day of the dead and the grave robber
Thick black clouds hung heavy in the sky. Lightning forked across the sky and thunder roared, but there was no sign of rain. Epona galloped hard, Link and the princess Zelda shared her back. They had finally seen the last of the refugees out of the market and Kakariko village to the Gerudo valley. Nabooru had offered to protect them for the time being. The sky was screaming. Link frowned as the plateaus that marked the entrance to Gerudo valley came into sight.
"Hime-sama…. We're almost there."
"Link…"
"Hai?"
"We couldn't have saved everyone… could we…?"
"No… Ganondorf is breaking loose… there was no way… the ground around the castle just… it just collapsed…" Link couldn't find the words. They wouldn't come. All he could remember were the screams of the dying… the falling… and the sudden silence of the dead that was so loud he could still hear the faint echoes…
"Will you check out this catch Shyoka?"
The priestess raised her head from her prayers.
"Sugar… where did you get that sword?"
"Aw… some place called Hyrule." She tossed back strands of short golden hair as she lovingly set down her bag of loot. Shyoka shook her head.
"Honestly Sugar you've raided about everywhere of fine treasure and haven't gotten a dime for it. What good are gems and gold if they can't buy us meals? They just sit and accumulate dust in the temple. NOT TO MEANTION any worthwhile treasure you do get, you keep for yourself."
"Look… how many times do I hafta tell you it helps me get stuff…"
"…that is completely useless. Sugar, listen. We're going broke. We have to find something or I won't be able to look after the temple."
"Well… I have a good feeling about this sword… look at it."
Shyoka reached to take the blade from Sugar, but a bolt of pale green light struck her, sending her toppling head over cowl backwards.
"Shyoka!"
The priestess stared blankly at the gleaming blade and shook her head. "What… what happened?"
Sugar offered her friend a hand up and stared down at the master sword. "Perhaps I should not have taken it?"
"Link!" A Gerudo by the name of Mora charged into the meeting room where several other Gerudos, the princess Zelda, Nabooru, and Link had gathered.
"Link, there is a dispute at the gate! A man requests to see you directly and he is not relenting! I don't want this to turn ugly! Nabooru, ma'am," she turned her attention to the Gerudo leader "…requesting permission to allow the visitor in!"
Nabooru nodded "Granted Mora."
Link listened to the shuffle of feet jogging to one of the fortress' many entrances, some talking, two females and a male…
The hastily thrown together council waited with bated breath, but Zelda sat with a smirk on her face. Perhaps now she could explain everything. Perhaps now it could be resolved…
"March! And if you so much as look the wrong way at the council, we'll run you through!"
"I'm a Sheikah! I do not work for Gannondorf! How come you can't comprehend that?"
"You look suspicious as all hell."
Sheikah? A male Sheikah? Links throat went dry and his heart pounded. Could it be?
"Hime-sama! Tell them I am an ally! The son of your attendant Impa!"
He emerged through the doorway, flanked by two Gerudo officials, their spears at his throat.
"Sheik!" Link was on his feet in an instant, the stool falling backwards with a loud clatter. "Sheik?! Right? You are Sheik?"
There was only silence as the two young men stood, facing each other.
"Ahhhh… so… the truth will out. Yes Link, that is Sheik, the real Sheik. The one who accompanied you in song and journey…"
"Hime-sama! I don't think that is as urgent as what I have been sent to tell."
"Very well…" she folded her arms. He's buying a little more time to hide himself… but you know Sheik… we both know… and it's time my little brother knew as well.
There was silence again as they waited for Sheik to catch his breath.
"In the Sheikah tribes there is an old legend… I believe it pertains to this thief Sugar… it may help…" He paused.
"Tell us… please. Sheik…" Link implored.
The Sheikah drew a long breath. The boy that became a man in a day held the young Sheikah spellbound briefly.
"When the earth shall shake
And the stars shall quake
The thief of all and nothing
Shall arrive from heaven
And unknowingly release hell
Saved from greed and spared from cruelty
She will penetrate beyond light's shell
Rise two and the third shall fall
Struck down by night and day.
And all power rests in the smallest of small
"That is the legend..."
The council stared at one another as Nabooru finished scrawling down the poem.
"Well," began the head of Gerudos "I think you're right about the legend… pertaining to this Sugar girl that is. The earth is sure as hell shaking and a thief has just released Gannondorf probably by mistake…"
"So what should we do first?" asked Link. He could feel another adventure creeping up like vines on a wall.
"Well isn't it obvious?" Sheik said.
As one the council shook its head.
"We must find this girl Sugar, get the master sword, put Gannondorf back in place and put the sword back in the temple of time." He stated as if it were obvious (which it was, but most video game characters tend to be quite dense).
There was an awkward pause. It lasted a long time.
"The temple of time is… well… destroyed." Zelda ventured very slowly, like someone who doesn't want to acknowledge a very nasty problem and has no bloody clue how to solve it.
All Sheik could say to this was: "Oh. Bugger."
(End of Part 1)
Disclaimer: Ai-chan no own Zelda. It belong to Nintendo. Ai-chan simply write fanfiction and makes peoples heads explode... hee hee 'tis fun. The fact that Ai-chan no own Zelda makes her sad, speak in the third person, and do stuff with sporks and spleens that isn't pretty. Ai-chan is scary, nooo? Hee hee. Hee hee.
Prologue
Something was wrong. But in Hyrule, that wasn't something out of the ordinary. At least not for the hero of time. But this time it was very unusual.
There was a note where the Master Sword should have been.
The note read: Thank you! Love from, Sugar It was written in swirled cursive on a rosy pink parchment. Link didn't say, "That's strange." He wouldn't have said, "That's strange," if all of a sudden chickens went on a homicidal rampage. It just wasn't the sort of thing you said in this kind of situation.
Link gave a sidelong glance at the Princess who nodded.
Their thoughts both ran along the same lines: How could the door of time been open? How could the sword be taken from the pedestal? And who the hell was Sugar?
Blonde hair... white mask... and a large sack of loot hefted easily over her right shoulder. Sugar was the picture of what glory-hunting thieves admired. She stood atop the fence in Hyrule Field, staring back at the gates of the castle. Her eyes shimmered like the stars, and her hair glowed radiantly like the moon as a smile curled upon her crimson lips. What a night. What a great night.
And she was gone before she was even there.
There was only silence among the small tribe of Sheikah as the words sunk in.
"Is it true mother?" The young man Sheik broke the heavy silence.
Impa nodded. Everyone else just sat.
The air was heavy with tension, and Sheik did not dare speak for a long time.
"Sheik..." Impa began.
"I know Mother... I know what I must do... it is time he knew."
"Hime-sama has been covering for you for a very long time."
"I know..."
The silence came again, but lasted only shortly. The council of Sheikah began the discussion again... minus one member.
Sheik left without a word, and he did not look back until the small Sheikah village was out of site.
It was so close he could feel it. He could breathe it. The door had been unlocked... it could be opened. The womb of nothingness that held him began to tear. It was only a matter of time...
...and then all hell broke loose.
Part 1- Day of the dead and the grave robber
Thick black clouds hung heavy in the sky. Lightning forked across the sky and thunder roared, but there was no sign of rain. Epona galloped hard, Link and the princess Zelda shared her back. They had finally seen the last of the refugees out of the market and Kakariko village to the Gerudo valley. Nabooru had offered to protect them for the time being. The sky was screaming. Link frowned as the plateaus that marked the entrance to Gerudo valley came into sight.
"Hime-sama…. We're almost there."
"Link…"
"Hai?"
"We couldn't have saved everyone… could we…?"
"No… Ganondorf is breaking loose… there was no way… the ground around the castle just… it just collapsed…" Link couldn't find the words. They wouldn't come. All he could remember were the screams of the dying… the falling… and the sudden silence of the dead that was so loud he could still hear the faint echoes…
"Will you check out this catch Shyoka?"
The priestess raised her head from her prayers.
"Sugar… where did you get that sword?"
"Aw… some place called Hyrule." She tossed back strands of short golden hair as she lovingly set down her bag of loot. Shyoka shook her head.
"Honestly Sugar you've raided about everywhere of fine treasure and haven't gotten a dime for it. What good are gems and gold if they can't buy us meals? They just sit and accumulate dust in the temple. NOT TO MEANTION any worthwhile treasure you do get, you keep for yourself."
"Look… how many times do I hafta tell you it helps me get stuff…"
"…that is completely useless. Sugar, listen. We're going broke. We have to find something or I won't be able to look after the temple."
"Well… I have a good feeling about this sword… look at it."
Shyoka reached to take the blade from Sugar, but a bolt of pale green light struck her, sending her toppling head over cowl backwards.
"Shyoka!"
The priestess stared blankly at the gleaming blade and shook her head. "What… what happened?"
Sugar offered her friend a hand up and stared down at the master sword. "Perhaps I should not have taken it?"
"Link!" A Gerudo by the name of Mora charged into the meeting room where several other Gerudos, the princess Zelda, Nabooru, and Link had gathered.
"Link, there is a dispute at the gate! A man requests to see you directly and he is not relenting! I don't want this to turn ugly! Nabooru, ma'am," she turned her attention to the Gerudo leader "…requesting permission to allow the visitor in!"
Nabooru nodded "Granted Mora."
Link listened to the shuffle of feet jogging to one of the fortress' many entrances, some talking, two females and a male…
The hastily thrown together council waited with bated breath, but Zelda sat with a smirk on her face. Perhaps now she could explain everything. Perhaps now it could be resolved…
"March! And if you so much as look the wrong way at the council, we'll run you through!"
"I'm a Sheikah! I do not work for Gannondorf! How come you can't comprehend that?"
"You look suspicious as all hell."
Sheikah? A male Sheikah? Links throat went dry and his heart pounded. Could it be?
"Hime-sama! Tell them I am an ally! The son of your attendant Impa!"
He emerged through the doorway, flanked by two Gerudo officials, their spears at his throat.
"Sheik!" Link was on his feet in an instant, the stool falling backwards with a loud clatter. "Sheik?! Right? You are Sheik?"
There was only silence as the two young men stood, facing each other.
"Ahhhh… so… the truth will out. Yes Link, that is Sheik, the real Sheik. The one who accompanied you in song and journey…"
"Hime-sama! I don't think that is as urgent as what I have been sent to tell."
"Very well…" she folded her arms. He's buying a little more time to hide himself… but you know Sheik… we both know… and it's time my little brother knew as well.
There was silence again as they waited for Sheik to catch his breath.
"In the Sheikah tribes there is an old legend… I believe it pertains to this thief Sugar… it may help…" He paused.
"Tell us… please. Sheik…" Link implored.
The Sheikah drew a long breath. The boy that became a man in a day held the young Sheikah spellbound briefly.
"When the earth shall shake
And the stars shall quake
The thief of all and nothing
Shall arrive from heaven
And unknowingly release hell
Saved from greed and spared from cruelty
She will penetrate beyond light's shell
Rise two and the third shall fall
Struck down by night and day.
And all power rests in the smallest of small
"That is the legend..."
The council stared at one another as Nabooru finished scrawling down the poem.
"Well," began the head of Gerudos "I think you're right about the legend… pertaining to this Sugar girl that is. The earth is sure as hell shaking and a thief has just released Gannondorf probably by mistake…"
"So what should we do first?" asked Link. He could feel another adventure creeping up like vines on a wall.
"Well isn't it obvious?" Sheik said.
As one the council shook its head.
"We must find this girl Sugar, get the master sword, put Gannondorf back in place and put the sword back in the temple of time." He stated as if it were obvious (which it was, but most video game characters tend to be quite dense).
There was an awkward pause. It lasted a long time.
"The temple of time is… well… destroyed." Zelda ventured very slowly, like someone who doesn't want to acknowledge a very nasty problem and has no bloody clue how to solve it.
All Sheik could say to this was: "Oh. Bugger."
(End of Part 1)