Lands of the Forsaken

Chapter one:

"My God, He's Back!"

Hey, guys, it's me again, and it turns out that I'm making the first chapter of this story before I made the last chapter of the last story! Crazy goodness! Anyhoo, this takes place 5 years after Secret Service.

A man in a brown cloak walked through the Lost Woods, with a sword on his back. A hood cast a shadow across his face, and only a few flicks of blonde hair were visible from under the hood.

He soon saw a stump bathed in light, and walked forward. The Skull Kid there saw the adult, and his eyes glowed red. He ran forward with inhuman speed, and whipped out his sword. The figure did the same thing, and leapt forward, swords clashing.

"You killed the man of destiny!" cried the cloaked figure in a whispery voice, jumping back.

"No," said the Skull Kid, looking hurt, like he was about to cry, "No, he made me kill him!"

With a sudden burst of speed, Skull Kid leapt at the cloaked figure and with his thin sword, stabbed him in the shoulder. He held the sword in place, and the figure got a shocked look on his face, and then looked… amused.

"Same trick you used last time, eh Skull Kid?" said the figure, pulling down his hood.

"N-no! It's you! It can't be you! I Killed you!" Cried out Skull Kid in shock, Staring at Link, Hero of time.

"You can't escape me, Skull Kid. I'm baaaack…!" Said Link, grasping the sword blade and pulling it out of his shoulder, with Skull Kid still hanging onto it. He pulled his hood over his face again, and started to laugh.

Soon, the new eyes over the forest, Saria, leapt from the tree tops, and kicked the figure in the chest, knocking the wind out of him.

Soon, Link got up, after he caught his breath, and sprinted out of the forest.

Saria walked up to Skull Kid and helped him up.

"Who was that?"

Skull Kid only panted, and looked at Saria with fear in his eyes. "My God, He's back!"

Then Skull Kid woke up.

Hey, sorry for the short chapter. This story takes place 5 years after Secret Service, where Link is dead, and Ganondorf rules all. This is gonna be a serious story, mixed with a bit of stupid humour. Just for the record, I am Canadian, and we FRIKKIN DON'T LIVE IN IGLOOS, AND IT'S NOT THAT FRIKKIN COLD! ONLY IN WINTER! IT'S ONLY COLD LIKE THEY SAY FAR NORTH!

Sorry, I needed to get that off my chest. Anyhoo, R&R!