This story is rated PG-13 for descriptive violence and dark themes.

-A word from the author:

'This is a sequel to my first ever finished fanfic 'Rise of the Sheikah'. I hope that readers of the last one will come back to read this, and hopefully I'll draw some newcomers that'll enjoy the story as much as I enjoy writing it.

I'm pretty excited about this particular story, so I hope more and more people will come to read it, as it gives me even more motivation to press on. So, if you read this story, PLEASE review and tell me what you think about it. I don't care if you wanna flame me, I'd just like to hear everyone's opinion of it.

Thank you for your time, and I hope you enjoy the second book in the Sheikan Chronicles series.'

-WT

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Chapter One – Thieves

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It had just turned midnight, and if the Sheikah positioned on the walls of the blockade could feel boredom, they'd be close to falling asleep. But, their watchful eyes continued to scan the area as far as they could see. However, they failed to notice the two figures that were slowly making their way around the side of the connected towers that made up the blockade.

A gloved hand with a piece of wire in it came out of one of the cloaks that hid the features of the two prowlers and started to pick the padlock on the door. Once it was unlocked the door slowly creaked open and the two went in, brandishing their blades. The shorter of the two (who was only a few inches shorter) had in his hand a Sheikan dagger with a silver hilt and a ten-inch blade. Shining under his hood were two red eyes, their glow piercing through the darkness and guiding their owner around as he searched for anything of value.

The other one, however, didn't seem to be able to get around as well as his companion. His hand managed to find the wall and he used it to guide himself along until...

CRASH!

Now, who put that there?

The thief growled and kicked the stool away.

"Will you shut up, Teious!" said the red-eyed thief in a quiet but angry voice. "If the Sheikah find out we're here we'll be hanged and put on display."

Teious groped around for his fallen sword. "I know that. Not my fault I can't see a thing when it's pitch-black like you can."

With his simple long-bladed sword back in his hand, Teious got up and said, "Well? Anything in here?"

"No...Let's check the next room."

Red-Eyes took Teious' hand to lead him to the door, where he opened it slightly and peeked through. The room on the other side was lit dimly by a single torch hanging on the wall and had armor and weapons stored inside.

"Heh, the armory," Red-Eyes smiled, opening the door the rest of the way.

It seemed they were going to have an easy time looting the place – getting out with it all just might have proved harder.

Teious stepped in, examining a sword. "Man, Miroku... The Sheikah really know how to make a weapon."

"Why do you think I carry one around?" Miroku answered with a slight smile.

Both of them looked roughly the same age, around sixteen or seventeen. Teious had raven colored hair, green eyes, and wore a green cloak. Miroku, just a tad smaller than Teious, had red and orange hair that looked as if it was made up of grass and leaves. He wore a black cloak and silver gauntlets, and in the dim light those red eyes of his squinted ever so slightly.

Miroku grabbed a bunch of swords and wrapped them in a leather strap he found, and then tied it around his back. Teious was grabbing chainmail and leather breastplates and stuffing it best he could into a brown duffle bag he had brought, and tossed some gauntlets in for good measure.

Miroku walked over to another corner of the room and found a bin full of clothes.
"Nuh-uh," Teious objected. "Not the dirty clothes."

"Hey, they can be cleaned. Besides," He picked up the bag that held all the clothes and pulled it out of the bin. "we don't have enough material for clothes anymore. Our people are going to freeze."

Once they had everything together that they were stealing they carried it back out the door and scurried away to the nearest cover behind a high rocky area. From there they were about ten yards away from the forest that gazed out onto the dirt road that lead to Hyrule Castle, which was what the blockade was for. They dashed into the forest and just kept running until they were deep inside.

"Well, that wasn't so hard," Miroku finally said, stopping for a breather.

"Yeah, it was kinda boring," Teious chuckled.

Miroku and Teious continued on through the thick woods, treading as lightly as possible over sticks and fallen branches. Perhaps if Hyrule was the way it was back before Ganondorf came to rule an owl would be hooting somewhere up in the trees and perhaps crickets would be chirping, along with other night time noises. And perhaps the two young men wouldn't be keeping every one of their senses alert for any type of danger; the Sheikah, monsters, and even Hylians that had betrayed their country.

That's the way it was in Hyrule. Monsters ran rampant everywhere, the Sheikah and those traitorous Hylians pillaged, burnt homes, and killed. Hyrule was in a chaotic state.

Why?

Ganondorf. Eleven years had passed since Majora had revived The King of Evil, throwing Hyrule into a darker time than even the Great War when all the races of Hyrule had fought against each other.

Ganondorf's rule had brought nothing but death, sadness, and fear. The once green planes of Hyrule had turned into nothing but dust and rock. Streams had dried up. Trees began to wither and die. And slowly most of the animals that inhabited Hyrule disappeared, monsters taking their place. It was because of that lack of supplies that people like Teious and Miroku were sent out to steal anything they could from the enemy.

They were orphans that had grown up in this chaotic world, therefore they knew very well how to take care of themselves. Both of them had considerable swordsman skills for their young age, not to mention their hand-to-hand combat and thieving skills.

Both of them also possessed a special ability; Miroku was part skull-kid, therefore his eyes could see in the dark. Teious' ability was using Light magic, something even Hyrule's strongest mages couldn't do. What was even more perplexing was that he had learnt in naturally, as in no one had taught him.

There was a down side to Miroku's ability though. Just like the skull children, Miroku's eyes were sensitive to light, so during the day or in places that were brightly lit he had to wear a blindfold.

Miroku stuck his head out of the bushes and scanned the area. They had reached the edge of the forest that looked out upon a long, flat, and dead piece of land, just like every other part of Hyrule Field.

The coast looked clear, so he signaled to Teious and they both ran out of the forest and across the plane, keeping their senses alert for anything, then finally stopped a few yards away, behind a large outcrop. Without saying a word, they both got down and started feeling around the sand. Teious seemed to have found what they were looking for, so he nudged Miroku and grabbed something under the sand, pulling up a trap door. It lead down a passage deep underground, where they would spend the night and continue back to base the next day.

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Deep in the desert, far out of Ganondorf's reach, was where those two were headed, and was where Sheik, leader of the Resistance, was. He was Sheikah himself, but was the last one that held strong to the vow that his ancestors made; to protect Hyrule and the Royal family at all costs.

He was in a room surrounded by maps, with nothing else in there except a long table, a couple of lanterns to light up the room, and a zora by the name of Isuke. Second-in-command of the Resistance.

They were going over maps and discussing areas of weakness, strong points, etc.

"I still think we can strike now!" Isuke insisted. "Our army is stronger than ever, and Ganondorf has been showing several weaknesses."

Sheik just shook his head and continued to study the maps. "Our army is strong now, yes. But not strong enough. If we continue training for another three or four years then we may be ready."

Isuke slammed his fist on the table. "That's bull crap and you know it! If we wait even longer our people will just suffer more and more people will die!"

"Isuke, if we try to take back Hyrule now, our victory cannot be assured. Pretty much our whole army has been training for ten years, but it isn't enough. We have less numbers and aren't as skilled as some of those Sheikan warriors."

Isuke sighed. He knew Sheik was right, but he hated just waiting. He had been doing that for over ten years, and he wanted to act. But instead he turned and stormed out of the room, off to train more.

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Most assuredly, if the large wooden stake had been any type of living being Isuke's punch would've knocked it all the way across the training hall, not only killing it but anything in it's path too.

Instead, his arm went right through it, but the shockwave that emanated from the punch was so powerful it shattered wood like glass.

The Zora didn't notice, but if anyone had been in the room they left. Quickly. Isuke's temper was one of his major faults, and everyone knew better than to be around him when he was in a bad mood.

Being a fighter by nature, Isuke always was looking for a fight. If he wasn't sparring with the Resistance members he'd be out looking for some monsters to kill. He found Wolfos and Stalfos particularly fun to fight.

He long to fight a Sheikah again though. Fighting one would mean taking several risks though, such as loosing your life, especially because they always traveled in packs, just like wolves hunting for prey.

Once he had been out on a reconnaissance mission with four other Resistance soldiers and had been caught unaware by a group of patrolling Sheikah. Only he and one other made it back alive.

That was the main reason he strived to be stronger. Sure, he fought for the thrill of it and even before all this he always tried to be better and better. But now he trained and fought so that if he was ever in a situation like that again he'd be able to bring all his men back with him safely.

"It isn't easy to get training stakes like those anymore you know," came a voice.

Isuke broke away from his thoughts and, not bothering to look up to see who voice belonged to, stared at what he had done absentmindedly.

Well, the stakes were all on the floor, most of them in pieces as small as an arrow head. The pillars were cracked, some of them even with chunks taken out, and the walls had slash marks in them, no doubt done by his fins.

"Are you okay, Isuke?" tenderly asked the blue haired female standing in the large entrance.

"Not really," Isuke replied, leaning against the wall for a breather.

Zara was the name of the bright-eyed young woman. She was no Hylian, though many would mistake her for one. She was a fairy.

Those eleven years ago she had left the Fairy Sanctuary to aid Hyrule in its plight. She now was head of the Healing House, and an apprentice to the high mage, Zanzu. She was very caring, and was always trying to help others as best she could.

Usually she could even calm Isuke down....

"Isuke, tearing up the training room doesn't help anything," She said softly.

"It helps me get my anger out," he muttered. "I'm fine now though."

Zara, never one to give up easily, leaned down to make him look into her eyes. "You are lying. Heh, after only a year being around you I could always tell when you're upset."

"What? You want a medal or something?"

"Don't be like that! I want you to tell me what's wrong so I can help."

"I'm just sick of waiting around here like this while Ganondorf and the Sheikah are destroying Hyrule and forming it to fit themselves!"

"Ah, that again. I should have known. If you keep throwing temper tantrums whenever you get upset about not striking against Ganondorf we will not have any hideout left." She put her hand on his. "Isuke, the time will come for us to fight. But it is not now."

The Zora just yanked his hand away from hers and walked out of the room, leaving a saddened Zara.

"Isuke..."

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After spending rest of the night and most of the day in the underground hideaway, Miroku and Teious had finally emerged and had made it to the western deserts. However, now there was one more obstacle to face; the Sheikah-infested village called Taurise.

Once a peaceful desert village, Taurise was now one of the many villages Ganondorf had tight control over villagers were constantly living in fear of being killed or tortured, especially because Hylian traitors and Moblins both occupied the village, and there was this difference between the Sheikah and the other two. Sheikah only did as they were told. They didn't touch any of the villagers unless otherwise ordered.

The Hylians or Moblins always, of course, felt superior to such 'inferior' people. If they got angry or even just bored they'd go out and do whatever they pleased. Countless people had been murdered, many women raped, and children were forced to work and were kicked around and mistreated a lot of the time.

Teious and Miroku were crouched down on a rocky ledge overlooking the village, surveying the area which was bathed in moonlight.

"Man, I really wish we could do something about this place," Teious mumbled.

"Well, it's not like we haven't tried. There were too many soldiers here for us to do anything -- we got obliterated."

"I know, but, still..."

Just then, there was a yell and two children burst from a house, running down the street. A second later a moblin ran out, quickly running down and beating them to the ground.

Miroku clenched his teeth and gripped the hilt of his dagger, dropping the loot from the other day. "I feel like having bacon today," he said, no joking in his tone. "You?"

Teious drew his sword, and his tone mimicked Miroku's as he replied, "Sounds good to me."

Well, there it is, the first chapter in the second book. Hope ya'll enjoyed it enough to come back for more. Yes, I'm sorry that Sheik didn't play much of a part this time around...but I assure you, he is one of the main characters, so you'll be seeing a lot more of him.

I'm not sure when I'll be able to finish the second chapter, but I'll be getting my own computer up soon, so hopefully I'll be able write chapters more (my sister is always on the main computer).

So, until next time, thanks for reading, and please review if you have time

P.S. (If you're confused about how to pronounce Teious, its 'Tay-us')