Note: A "What if" fic. Zelda is NOT Sheik in this fic.
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He sighed as he pulls the cover over his face, leaving only his eyes, and spikes of sandy hair exposed. Sheik cursed the ReDead that inhabited the Hyrule Town for delaying him, now he has less time to prepare his plan then that he would've liked, but he had pulled off spectacular deeds with less time, so this should not be a problem. He stopped walking out of an instinctive reverence for the large, spacious temple, which even in this time of darkness, was filled with great amounts of light, leaving nothing in shadow, glinting through the three jewels, casting the alter in great swaths of color. He fidgets uncomfortably for the lack of shadows made him feel exposed.
"No time for distractions.." He muttered quietly to himself as he went past the altar, into the inner chamber, where the amount of light decreased considerably, leaving long shadows across the room; immediately Sheik sigh softly, feeling far more at ease in this darkness then most Hylians do in the full light. He darted into the darkest corner, blending into the shadows without trace, a gift that have given his people their nickname of "Shadow People". And he waited.
He didn't have to wait long. For a few minutes later, a pillar of pale blue light surrounded the pedestal where the Master Sword had once rested, and two forms started to form inside this pillar, a young man, most definitely a Hylian, and a smaller orb of light, which Sheik believed to be a fairy. As soon as this light vanished, the young man hopped off the steps, with the fairy trailing behind him.
"I still can't believe it.." Link muttered quietly as he looks at his large, adult hands, shaking his head. "Has it really been seven years?" He asked quietly as he looks around the room, and at one point, if Sheik didn't know that he was totally concealed in darkness, he would've sworn that the boy's lapis lazuli eyes had met with his own blood-color orbs.
The time to act is now, he thought to himself, Well, I'll change my plans, after all, he does seem quite interesting.yes, quite intelligent, and no doubt, once adjusted to that adult body, strong, but, all have flaws.. He continued as he darted from the shadows, and leaping onto the platform. The fairy yelped, alerting her companion to the stranger.
"Who's there?" Link barked as he spun on his feet, drawing the master sword. For what seems like hours, they spoke not a word as they locked eyes, trying to guess the strength, and weakness of the other, and Link wonders if this stranger was friend or foe. This stranger was wearing dark blue armor that hugged his slim, but muscular frame, his hands were wrapped in bandage, the cloth that hung on his torso was torn, but the pattern, which reminded Link of gossip stones, was still intact. What made him weary was that this young man had his face covered, as so Link wondered if the reason for it would not be the one he liked.
Sheik nodded his head slightly, as he extended his hand out, a showing of peace, as he stepped into one of the few paces of total light. Your eyes read loneliness, Link, but will you let that feeling make your decisions? The Sheikah asked mentally, as he gauges the Hero of Time's reaction. He tried not to smile (though his face wrap could've covered it) as he started to notice that the grip on Evil's bane started to loosen. Is it your loneliness, or is it your false sense of security that is relaxing that grip? He pondered.
"I've been waiting for you, Hero of Time.." He started, then he smiled slightly as Link gave him a startled look. "When evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples." He paused, choosing his words and manner of speech carefully. "One in a deep forest... One on a high mountain... One under a vast lake... One within the house of the dead... One inside a goddess of the sand... Together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world.." He stopped, letting the words hang in the air. "This is the legend of the temples passed down by my people, the Sheikah. I am Sheik. Survivor of the Sheikahs... As I see you standing there holding the mythical Master Sword, you really do look like the legendary Hero of Time... If you believe the legend, you have no choice. You must look for the five temples and awaken the five Sages... One Sage is waiting for the time of awakening in the Forest Temple. The Sage is a girl I am sure you know.." Again, he pauses, letting the situation sink in.
"Saria.?" Link muttered in disbelief, his eyes seemed to cloud, and his knees shook slightly. His friend is in danger? He shook his head, as he sheaths his sword. No enemy would give me so much information. he has to be an ally.
"Because of the evil power in the temple, she cannot hear the awakening call from the Sacred Realm... Unfortunately, equipped as you currently are, you cannot even enter the temple.." He warns the Hero of Time. "But, if you believe what I'm saying, you should head to Kakariko Village... Do you understand, Link?" he asked.
"I do." Link answered. "Will you help me rescue my friend. if you are indeed friend?" He asked.
"I am sorry I can not." Sheik responded, half-expecting the question. "For I am hunted by some of Ganon's minions, and I wish not to draw more attention to you then I already had." He lied smoothly, not letting the young man see it. "Actually. when you get the equipment you need, I shall meet you at the temple." He corrected himself, seeing an opportunity. "I should be rid of the minions who are following me, now be careful of the ReDead." He cautions.
"Hey! Link!" Navi yelled, but she quickly hovered next to Link's ear and whispered, "Don't you think that Sheik is a little bit strange?"
"He doesn't strike me as foe.." Link whispered back, as they exited the temple, and bolted across the ruined town, avoiding the decaying hands of the ReDead.
Sheik drew an ebony-hilt dagger out of a concealed scabbard, and inspected its sharp black blade, and then let it dropped, as he started chuckling as the weapon clattered on the floor.
"Sheik, you let him out of the temple. alive!" a whiny raspy voiced called out as a small creature, barely a foot high, resembling a scarecrow made of thorny brushes, with a scorpion tail fluttered into the inner chamber from a window with it's small green leathery wings. "T-t-the Master will not be please.." The creature whined timidly.
"I will bring him down when I feel like!" Sheik spun around as he snapped at the creature. "As for you imp. I got a new task for you."
"But.." The little thing squeaked. "B-b-but. The master-" it whimpered, fearing strangulation by the Sheikah, closing it's button-like black eyes. It slowly opened one eye when it noticed that there weren't any hand around his scrawny neck.
"But nothing!" Sheik hissed quietly. "Never mind.." He waved the imp off. "You are actually too frail for the somewhat dangerous task, just report to Ganondorf that I am working on my task. Now get out. or I may have to change my mind." He chuckles silkily. The cowardly Imp, not waiting to be told twice started to take off lopsidedly, as though it was intoxicated, and then it gained momentum, and squeezed itself out of one of the windows near the roof, and off to the forbidding fortress that took the place of the castle.
"Now Link, Go upon your quest you are 'destined' to be on, but lore never told of a hunter who'll pursued the Hero of time.." He commented as he picked the black blade from where he dropped it, and sheaths it. "And lose. Link, do beware, for not all foes are obvious, and not all friends are sincere." Sheik commented as he pulls out his lute. The only reason he had to run through the ReDead was for the fact the many songs of teleportation will not work inside Ganondorf's castle due to its magical shields. "And not all wise men know of dangers they put their knights in." He chuckled as his fingers started to pluck the strings, as the Minuet of the Forest echoed in the temple, as the scent of pines invade the Sheikah's senses, as a feral, almost a green, force tugged on his soul, as it carried him off to the Sacred Meadow. "Now my prey, I shall be waiting for you.."
He sighed as he pulls the cover over his face, leaving only his eyes, and spikes of sandy hair exposed. Sheik cursed the ReDead that inhabited the Hyrule Town for delaying him, now he has less time to prepare his plan then that he would've liked, but he had pulled off spectacular deeds with less time, so this should not be a problem. He stopped walking out of an instinctive reverence for the large, spacious temple, which even in this time of darkness, was filled with great amounts of light, leaving nothing in shadow, glinting through the three jewels, casting the alter in great swaths of color. He fidgets uncomfortably for the lack of shadows made him feel exposed.
"No time for distractions.." He muttered quietly to himself as he went past the altar, into the inner chamber, where the amount of light decreased considerably, leaving long shadows across the room; immediately Sheik sigh softly, feeling far more at ease in this darkness then most Hylians do in the full light. He darted into the darkest corner, blending into the shadows without trace, a gift that have given his people their nickname of "Shadow People". And he waited.
He didn't have to wait long. For a few minutes later, a pillar of pale blue light surrounded the pedestal where the Master Sword had once rested, and two forms started to form inside this pillar, a young man, most definitely a Hylian, and a smaller orb of light, which Sheik believed to be a fairy. As soon as this light vanished, the young man hopped off the steps, with the fairy trailing behind him.
"I still can't believe it.." Link muttered quietly as he looks at his large, adult hands, shaking his head. "Has it really been seven years?" He asked quietly as he looks around the room, and at one point, if Sheik didn't know that he was totally concealed in darkness, he would've sworn that the boy's lapis lazuli eyes had met with his own blood-color orbs.
The time to act is now, he thought to himself, Well, I'll change my plans, after all, he does seem quite interesting.yes, quite intelligent, and no doubt, once adjusted to that adult body, strong, but, all have flaws.. He continued as he darted from the shadows, and leaping onto the platform. The fairy yelped, alerting her companion to the stranger.
"Who's there?" Link barked as he spun on his feet, drawing the master sword. For what seems like hours, they spoke not a word as they locked eyes, trying to guess the strength, and weakness of the other, and Link wonders if this stranger was friend or foe. This stranger was wearing dark blue armor that hugged his slim, but muscular frame, his hands were wrapped in bandage, the cloth that hung on his torso was torn, but the pattern, which reminded Link of gossip stones, was still intact. What made him weary was that this young man had his face covered, as so Link wondered if the reason for it would not be the one he liked.
Sheik nodded his head slightly, as he extended his hand out, a showing of peace, as he stepped into one of the few paces of total light. Your eyes read loneliness, Link, but will you let that feeling make your decisions? The Sheikah asked mentally, as he gauges the Hero of Time's reaction. He tried not to smile (though his face wrap could've covered it) as he started to notice that the grip on Evil's bane started to loosen. Is it your loneliness, or is it your false sense of security that is relaxing that grip? He pondered.
"I've been waiting for you, Hero of Time.." He started, then he smiled slightly as Link gave him a startled look. "When evil rules all, an awakening voice from the Sacred Realm will call those destined to be Sages, who dwell in the five temples." He paused, choosing his words and manner of speech carefully. "One in a deep forest... One on a high mountain... One under a vast lake... One within the house of the dead... One inside a goddess of the sand... Together with the Hero of Time, the awakened ones will bind the evil and return the light of peace to the world.." He stopped, letting the words hang in the air. "This is the legend of the temples passed down by my people, the Sheikah. I am Sheik. Survivor of the Sheikahs... As I see you standing there holding the mythical Master Sword, you really do look like the legendary Hero of Time... If you believe the legend, you have no choice. You must look for the five temples and awaken the five Sages... One Sage is waiting for the time of awakening in the Forest Temple. The Sage is a girl I am sure you know.." Again, he pauses, letting the situation sink in.
"Saria.?" Link muttered in disbelief, his eyes seemed to cloud, and his knees shook slightly. His friend is in danger? He shook his head, as he sheaths his sword. No enemy would give me so much information. he has to be an ally.
"Because of the evil power in the temple, she cannot hear the awakening call from the Sacred Realm... Unfortunately, equipped as you currently are, you cannot even enter the temple.." He warns the Hero of Time. "But, if you believe what I'm saying, you should head to Kakariko Village... Do you understand, Link?" he asked.
"I do." Link answered. "Will you help me rescue my friend. if you are indeed friend?" He asked.
"I am sorry I can not." Sheik responded, half-expecting the question. "For I am hunted by some of Ganon's minions, and I wish not to draw more attention to you then I already had." He lied smoothly, not letting the young man see it. "Actually. when you get the equipment you need, I shall meet you at the temple." He corrected himself, seeing an opportunity. "I should be rid of the minions who are following me, now be careful of the ReDead." He cautions.
"Hey! Link!" Navi yelled, but she quickly hovered next to Link's ear and whispered, "Don't you think that Sheik is a little bit strange?"
"He doesn't strike me as foe.." Link whispered back, as they exited the temple, and bolted across the ruined town, avoiding the decaying hands of the ReDead.
Sheik drew an ebony-hilt dagger out of a concealed scabbard, and inspected its sharp black blade, and then let it dropped, as he started chuckling as the weapon clattered on the floor.
"Sheik, you let him out of the temple. alive!" a whiny raspy voiced called out as a small creature, barely a foot high, resembling a scarecrow made of thorny brushes, with a scorpion tail fluttered into the inner chamber from a window with it's small green leathery wings. "T-t-the Master will not be please.." The creature whined timidly.
"I will bring him down when I feel like!" Sheik spun around as he snapped at the creature. "As for you imp. I got a new task for you."
"But.." The little thing squeaked. "B-b-but. The master-" it whimpered, fearing strangulation by the Sheikah, closing it's button-like black eyes. It slowly opened one eye when it noticed that there weren't any hand around his scrawny neck.
"But nothing!" Sheik hissed quietly. "Never mind.." He waved the imp off. "You are actually too frail for the somewhat dangerous task, just report to Ganondorf that I am working on my task. Now get out. or I may have to change my mind." He chuckles silkily. The cowardly Imp, not waiting to be told twice started to take off lopsidedly, as though it was intoxicated, and then it gained momentum, and squeezed itself out of one of the windows near the roof, and off to the forbidding fortress that took the place of the castle.
"Now Link, Go upon your quest you are 'destined' to be on, but lore never told of a hunter who'll pursued the Hero of time.." He commented as he picked the black blade from where he dropped it, and sheaths it. "And lose. Link, do beware, for not all foes are obvious, and not all friends are sincere." Sheik commented as he pulls out his lute. The only reason he had to run through the ReDead was for the fact the many songs of teleportation will not work inside Ganondorf's castle due to its magical shields. "And not all wise men know of dangers they put their knights in." He chuckled as his fingers started to pluck the strings, as the Minuet of the Forest echoed in the temple, as the scent of pines invade the Sheikah's senses, as a feral, almost a green, force tugged on his soul, as it carried him off to the Sacred Meadow. "Now my prey, I shall be waiting for you.."