The Next Day
"My King!" a guard cried out, running into the dinning hall in the morning. "What is it?" the King asked than taking a bite out of his breakfast. "I'm sorry to inform you about your daughter." the guard said nervously, not knowing how the King of Hyrule would react once he told him. "What do you mean by that? What has happen to my daughter?" the King asked quickly, putting down the fork. "W-when the morning guard knocked on her door..." he hesitated. "What?" the King asked, wanting him to finish his report. "She wasn't there!" the guard finished. "Not there...?" the King of Hyrule said slowly, shocked by the guard's report. "Is it possible that she could have woken up before the morning guard came?" he asked himself, shocked that she wasn't there. "I-I'll have the guards to look everywhere." the nervous guard told him. "You do that..." he replied, shocked by his only daughter's disappearance.
"How do you feel?" Zelda asked Impa, as they were walking to find the Sheikah Clan. "I'm fine," Impa replied as she took another look at the map. "Is this the right way?" Zelda asked, wanting to start a conversation to pass the time. "I'm very sure." the older woman answered than continued walking.
"What was it like to be raised by a clan of ninjas?" the little girl asked. "There's a tradition that all Sheikah infants has the ability to know what people are feeling." Impa started, entertaining the young girl since it would be a long journey ahead. "At the age of five, we train our kids hand to hand combat." she continued. "Why so young?" Zelda asked, interested to learn more of Impa's history. "It is so we can protect the Royal Family... and if needed, lay down their lives." she explained.
"Wow..." Zelda said in awe as she continued to listen to her story.
"At age eight, we teach our kids in magic so they'll know when and how to use it when they reach age twelve." Impa said. "What happen at age twelve?" Zelda asked, wanting to learn more if she was to be living with the Sheikah race.
"We put the children to kill exactly one thousand monsters. By themselves." Impa said. "Isn't that wrong to put them to do that?" Zelda asked, shocked by what she was told. "Some think so, but we are forced too... if we like it or not." the Sheikah replied sadly. "So you killed one thousand monsters?" the young girl asked. Impa nodded. "All by myself... in the night." she whispered, remembering the dark memory.
"I'm sorry..." the young girl said softly.
"It's not your fault." Impa replied.
"If we passed, we're put through constant trials again and again." Impa explained as they were stopping for the night."If?" Zelda questioned. "Yes, not all of us makes it." Impa answered. "Do you know why we train so hard?" she asked the young girl, making sure she was listening. "To protect the Royal Family?" Zelda answered, now sitting down from the day long journey. "Yes." Impa replied as she was setting up the tent.
"Zelda, there's something I need to know if you're going to be with me." Impa said softly. "Are you sure you want to go with me?" Impa asked softly, wanting to make sure if this is what the girl wanted. "Of course Impa." Zelda replied, not a moment to think of her answer. "Ok," the older woman said as she sat down next to her.
"From this day forward, I'll train you the ways of the Sheikah."