Summary: Was Ganondorf really dead? What if he came back? Will Sheik find Link in time, or will Hyrule be clouded in darkness once again? Takes place after Ocarina of Time. Rating may go up. Sheik's point of view.
Categories: Poetry, Fan Fiction Characters: Zelda
Genres: None
Warnings: None
Challenges: None
Series: None
Chapters: 7 Completed: No
Word count: 5435 Read: 26627
Published: Apr 21, 2007 Updated: Apr 21, 2007
Ganon Lives? by Moon_Flower_Chikita
Author's Notes:
Nothing to say. Sorry. ^.^
~Chikita~
When we entered the building, I was very glad I was wearing my mask. My mask covered my whole face. Leaving one crimson eye uncovered. My blond bangs covered some of my face. I was wearing my original Sheikah clothing; a kinda dark blue long-sleeve top, and a pair of pants of the same color. I was still wondering what was going on when the guard led me inside.
"What could I have done?" I wondered, "If it's for carrying Senbon... no. That's not possible. Zelda gave me permission ta' have em'..." I trailed off.
'Sit down.' the guard snarled, snapping me out of my thoughts.
I looked at the guard hard. I also looked at the two in front of me. Something about them was weird. I looked harder. The spears they were carrying looked different from other guards’ spears. These were made of wood and had something like a red feather at the top. I gasped in realization. These weren't Zelda's guards... they were Gerudo guards! I made to rise but the other guard held me down.
'Let me go!' I yelled, now panicking. "What were Gerudo guards doing here?"
I struggled and tried to pull out the Senbon attached to my wrist. The Gerudo acted fast. They rushed over and one hit me while the other one stabbed me in the shoulder. I screamed in pain. The other guard, which was actually and Ork, pulled out a cloth and put it to my mouth. Chloroform. I struggled harder than ever, not caring that I was slowly loosing conscious. I blacked out.
I came to hearing screams, and a throbbing pain in my left shoulder. Gerudo had a habit of butchering some of the prisoners when the jails become too full. The Orks had a field day with this. It was the highlight of their lives. A favorite food of the Orks was man-flesh. Since I was new to the prison I knew I was not going to be eaten. The sounds of the dying, the ripping of flesh and the drunken laughter of the Orks was just the diversion I needed. I knew all the Orks would be there to get their share of flesh and ale. I looked around and in the darkness how the cell was made. The doors had hinges that were on pins. If I could pry the door from the bottom I could slip it off the pins and slide the latch over the retaining bar that was the lock. I looked around and found a large thighbone of an Ork that must have fallen out of favor and imprisoned. Good thing too. Ork thighbone was at least three times as thick as a humans were. I pried and pried. Gradually the door slid up and off the hinges and lock pin. With a crash I was safe. I ran down the stairs completely ignored by the crazed feeding Orks. I ran to the window, leapt out into the putrid moat surrounding the prison and swam to the other side. I WAS FREE! I slinked off into the darkness of the woods. Little did I know, a Gerudo and an Ork had followed me. I was stealthy... but I could still be caught. I heard a twig snap. I
turned.
'He-hello?' I called, uncertain of the answer, 'Hello? Is anyone or anything out there?' I was cautious. I had a right to be.
Just then the Gerudo and an Ork came out from behind two of the trees. I jumped and flicked my wrist. Nothing happened.
The Gerudo women laughed, 'AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! Did you really think that we'd let you keep your Senbon? Not a chance! The Great Ganondorf gave us specific orders to take them away from you!' the guard, realizing her mistake, covered her mouth.
I stared in shock. There had to be some mistake. Ganondorf was dead. Wasn't he?
'Sadly... now that you know... we have ta' kill ya'.' she put her spear in a defensive position. The Ok did the same with his sword.
I pulled my blade, Kyake, out from my belt. I was a pretty good sword fighter. But I was better with Senbon and they knew it. And so the fight began!
The Ork charged forward. I was ready. I evaded his swipe and stepped on his foot. I then stabbed him in the butt. He started to dance, clutching his wounded rear. It was actually kinda funny! I looked at the Gerudo and she looked at me... we both burst into laughter!
'Sssstop llllaughing attt meee.' the Ork said, still clutching his butt, 'Koroko, git him.'
I stopped laughing. Koroko came at me. She was a much better fighter that I had anticipated. I took around two blows. But luckily for me... they were very shallow.
The Ork just slinked off. To where I had no idea.
"I need energy.” I thought, “Maybe some sugar? Nah! Not now anyway!” I parried a swipe from the Gerudo and slashed out at her. I wasn’t the best swordfighter, but Kyake always served me well. I charged and she charged. I ran Kyake through her stomach. With her last ounce of strength, she kicked me, hard. I slammed into the rocky wall. I hit my head on impact. Koroko keeled over, coughing up blood. She died soon after. I picked myself up holding my head. It was bleeding very badly. Red and black invaded my vision. Putting Kyake back in my belt, I staggered off.
‘If that creepy Ork comes here… then… I’m in some serious c-crap….’ I whispered. I was halfway out of the prison camp wondering what the Gerudo had said. “ ‘Ganondorf gave us specific orders...’ what did THAT mean?” I was struggling to stay awake. ‘Okay,’ I gasped, ‘if there are any Swiggle Nooks around, then I’m dead meat… speaking of meat I’m starving.’
Woozy from blood loss and needing sleep, I dropped to my knees and collapsed. My breath was shallow…
End Flash Back
End Notes:
STILL nothing to say. ^.^
~Chikita~
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