Disclaimer: I don't own Zelda, Impa, Link, or any other LOZ character. Lyon is just to pimped to belong to anybody else, so he's my character, and if you find yourself hating him, good job, since I simply fiddled around with my own personality.
My name is Zelda Hariken no more. From now on, I am Sheik... If only Ganondorf hadn't taken the castle over, if only somebody believed me. Wait! Someone did believe me! The fairy boy did! He just didn't get here on time. Impa rode right past him. Impa left him for better or for worse. Just like she left daddy and brother saying they could survive on their own.
Where are they though? Daddy will be the first priority of the wicked desert man, and Lyon will be next! I believe that Lyon could escape, but Daddy will not live for sure. According to Impa, I am going into some sort of Sheikah training. It sounds fun but useless if you ask me. She says it's to help the fairy boy on his journey. I don't know what part of he is dead she doesn't get, but I won't say that to her. She's not nice when you correct her. I wonder how Lyon and daddy are fairing now. I hope they are both alright…
"Where is that dirty mongrel!" shouted an Iron Knuckle.
A moblin fearfully responded while quivering, "Sir, he was here earlier but nobody can find him. We have had major casualties on this one search. I think we should call the search off and catch him later."
"Did I ASK you what you thought? I'm in charge, so treat me like it! Now tell me something useful for once!" The Iron Knuckle Colonel was about ready to stab the private. It would be a much less painful death than what some of his previous privates had met. The moblins in questioning tried to stammer out something,
"Sir… the thing, uh… dissap…" His words were cut off as a shadow stabbed him in the spinal cord. The figure quickly back flipped, causing further spinal damage. The leader saw this, awestruck at the inhumane speed. The figure eventuallystabbed him as well.He never even felt the blade being stabbed in his stomach, and when he did, it was too late. The other moblins patrolling the castle halls didn't hear a sound, just as the sheikah in training planned. The shadow felt no remorse. He had killed many others in the exact same way. The person silently finished his trek to the lower stairs just to see what he knew he would see; the king lying lifeless at the doorway, obviously failing escape his captors. The figure paused in regret over losing the king. Knowing his fate would be the same, the shadowy figure crept slowly to the door. He was right outside of the broken down double doors, when the ground just started to break away! The shadow jumped valiantly towards safer ground, anything, he flailed with panic, searching for any foot hold, and amazingly reached solid ground. As he slowly stood up and took in his surroundings, he realized something: enemy archers could now see the shadowy being that wreaked havoc on the inside. The archers quickly opened fire for a while, then they to were startled by what they saw. The castle was becoming airborne! Underneath it was a pit of lava, and all living vegetation was slowly dying away.
This can't be happening! That man my dad trusted just stabbed him in the back, literally! I luckily got out before this happened! Oh well, just goes to prove that no one can touch me in my skills. I just can't wait to get my hands around the neck of that Gerudo. He'll be sorry he ever messed with me. I probably should go find my sister and tell her what happened, but it's been forever since to got to go around. I'm gonna see if anybody lived through the mess.