Author's Notes: This is just an idea I thought up in my head one day. If you read it, thank you.
Warnings: This is not a happy story. The major tone is rather dark and morbid. Read at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Rating: This story is rated M for violence, gore, cursing, dark themes, and possible sexual themes in the future.
I heard footsteps approaching. I hadn't even been in here for very long. The Dunmer across the way spoke, "Hey, you hear that tree hugger? The guards are coming for you." He began cackling manically. I paid no attention to him though. I was focused on the coming footfalls. I also heard voices.
"My sons, they're dead aren't they?" it was a man speaking and his voice sounded as if he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. "We don't know that sire. The messenger only said they were attacked." A female replied, trying to bring hope to the man. It apparently did no good. "No they are dead. I know it." The group proceeded down the stairs. Standing up and walking to the gate I could see that it consisted of three Imperial guards and an elderly man. I assumed he was the one I had heard speaking about his sons. He was clothed in rather expensive looking robes of a deep purple color with a pure white fur collar and carried himself with a regal manner.
"What is this prisoner doing here? This cell is supposed to be off limits." The female guard exclaimed. "Must have been a mix up with the watch. It's not really important though." replied the male guard standing closest to my cell. The female guard then turned to me . "Prisoner, stand over by the window. We won't hesitate to kill you if you get in our way."
So they were not here for me then. I quickly turned and walked towards the window and watched as the small group entered my cell. "You. I know you." I turned and saw that the man in robes was staring at me as he spoke. He approached me. "Let me see your face." He stared at me for a few seconds before going on, "You are the one from my dreams. Then the stars were right and this is the day." I just continued to stare at him, having really no idea what he was going on about. "Gods give me strength." He uttered with the look of a man who was being led to the gallows.
Finally I had enough of his insane ramblings and decided to find out what was going on. "Who are you?" I asked. He stared at me with what little pride he had left evident in his features. " I am your Emperor, Uriel Septim." I was momentarily shocked. I had suspected this man was important from his clothes and manner but to be in the presence of the Emperor himself was enough to make anyone speechless, even if they had nothing to do with said Emperor or his kingdom.
"What's going on?" I asked. If something was about to happen to me I at least wanted to know how and why. Although I did not think it was possible, his face took on an expression even more grim than it had been previously. "Assassins attacked my sons and I'm next. My Blades are leading me out of the city through a secret passageway, which by chance leads through your cell. As to why you are in jail, it does not matter for that is not what you will be remembered for." At this is snorted inwardly. The Emperor had no idea of the crimes I had committed so of course he would say they do not matter. Ignorance is bliss I suppose.
I didn't know what he meant by saying that my crimes are not what I would be remembered for but I really didn't care. I had no desire to serve this Emperor or empire. They had never done anything for me but make my life difficult so why should I do anything to help them?
" I go my own way." I gruffly told him.
"As do we all. But who can avoid the path set for them by the Gods?"
"Please Sire, we have to keep moving." One of the guards said as one of the walls of my cell began to shake and then swung backwards like a hinged door to reveal a hidden passage.
"Looks like it's your lucky day prisoner." The male guard said to me as he followed the Emperor into the tunnel. "Just don't get in our way and we won't have to kill you."I of course was not just going to sit in my cell when freedom what right there so I did what anyone in my position would have done. I followed them.
We proceeded down the darkened tunnel but did not manage to get very far before a group of people ambushed and attacked us. "Protect the Emperor!" All of the guards shouted in unison as they charged the enemy. Since I had no weapon to fight or defend myself with I stood with the Emperor and watched the fight. I could already feel the darkness inside of me gnawing on my insides to be let out… to kill again. I had to mentally push it back until it was no longer threatening to break free and continued to watch the fight.
The captain was the first to fall but the other two continued to fight. I noticed that the people who had ambushed us were wearing what appeared to be conjured armor. After they fell in battle the armor evaporated into the air leaving only dark crimson robes on the bodies.
After the fight our small group continued onwards. I stopped and retrieved the Akavira Katana from the captain of the guards. She certainly wasn't going to need it anymore and I needed something to fight with in case we encountered more of those killers. As we continued walking I noticed that the two remaining guards were pretty riled up over what had just occurred.
"How could they have been waiting for us down here?" one of the guards asked.
"I don't know, but it doesn't matter. It is too late to go back now and we must get the Emperor to safety." The other said. "They won't be the first to underestimate the Blades."
Ah, so these were to legendary Blades. I had heard about them in the past but had never seen them.
After a little more walking we reached a large wooden door. The Emperor and the two Blades proceeded inside. I began to follow them when the rear guard halted me. "You stay here prisoner. Don't try to follow us." And with that they were gone, and I was left alone in the underground tunnel.
So there you have it. If you made it all the way to the end, congratulations and thank you. If you feel like it leave me a review. Constructive criticism is welcomed and appreciated.
