CHAPTER 1
I am not the owner of the Oblivion game, or any part of the Bethesda Softworks company in any way I am just a loyal follower writing a fan fiction. Y'all got that?!?!?
High above the Imperial City, in the Golden Tower, the Emperor was freaking out. His sons had been killed, his brother kidnapped, and his wife was slaughtered right in front of his eyes. He had to find a heir before the assassins got to him also. He looked out of the giant windows, looking, searching for the perfect knight, or a guard even. Then it hit him he would sneak down to the cemetery and find the first person he sees mourning over a loved one. He couldn't risk telling the counsel because any of them could be an assassin. He couldn't even risk bringing a guard with him. He walked to the door, and reached for the handle, but he stopped. Behind the door he heard some one, or some thing. He put his ear up to it, and listened.
"He's up here."
"Why dose he have to be all the way up here? Ugh, all of these steps"
"Hush, we must remain quite."
"This is going to definatly let us join th…"
"Shut the f*** up, would ya. You wouldn't want him to find out who we work for would you."
"True."
Quickly the Emperor locked the door. He used to be quite a rascal himself so he knew that the lock had about 7 tumblers, give or take. So that gave him about 10 minutes to escape. But the main problem was how would he escape.
'Not through the window that's for sure, I would die before I hit the ground.'
'The door was a no. There were assassins on the other side of it.' He thought.
'That's it I'm stuck in here. I'm to high in this tower to jump out of the window and, the door is locked, and the passage cant be opened. Wait a tick, the passage.' He quickly ran for the banner with a Phoenix on it. Behind the banner was what looked like a wall. He was nimbly feeling the wall behind the banner. 'Nothing' He ran to the one with a Centaur on it, and did the same thing. 'Nothing. Ahhh, theres nearly a thousand banners in here. Which one could it be?' Then he grabbed his amulet for good luck, and remembered. The Septim Empire has always been guarded by the dragons, until they were hunted down for 'snatching' the king, queen, princess, and so forth.
The door handle started rattling slightly. Only a couple seconds left. 'Where is it? Where is it?' He quickly scanned the room for the dragon banner. 'Where is it,' he spun around searching for the banner, looking as high as he could. 'Wait a sec' he tought. 'If was a secret passage,' he lowered his head. 'wouldn't it be at floor level?'. He quickly scanned the lower banners.
THUMP
THUMP
THUMP
Something was throwing itself against the door.
THUMP
THUMP
BANG
The door split.
BANG
Split some more.
'Where is it? Come on. think,think,think!' He was freaking out. 'Its gotta be here'
BANG
BANG
Then something caught his eyes. 'There…'
BANG
BANG
He lifted the banner.
BANG
BANG
'There it is.'
BANG
BANG
The wall behind it opened.
BANG
He ran in.
BANG
BANG
CRACK
"WHAT THE HELL. WHERE THE F*** HE GO."
"I DON'T F****** KNOW."
"Do you think he…"
"NO, not even YOU ARE THAT F****** STUPID. SEARCH EVERYWHERE. DON'T LEAV A STONE UNTURNED."
'They are going to get some smarter assassins to squish this old toad.' He began to run down the passage.
THUMP
"OWWW" he fell. "S***, I need a torch." He looked around for some sort of light instrument. Then it hit him. " Wait a second. Back in my younger days, I used to know how to make a small fire., by focusing my mind."
'Think fire'
'Think fire'
'THINK FIRE'
WOOOSH
Before he could freak out there was a fire on his hand. "By the Gods. I cant believe that it still worked. I cant belive that I still know how to use magic."
"Hello your highness"
"What the…" He quickly sung around, causing his fire to swing around also and hit the assassin off side the face. The king looked at the assassin, wondering what they're ambition was. He turned around and headed back towards the end of the tunnel. Until he heard something and started to turn towards the assassin…
SHING
The assassin was on its feet, dagger out, and covered in blood.
He looked down at his abdomen and realized that the dagger had made its mark. Before he could start running the dagger made its mark again.
With a sudden burst of adrenaline the king whipped out his own dagger. They stood there waiting for each other to make the next strike.
"Why are you trying to kill me?"
"The Dark Mother demands it."
"The Dark Mother?"
"Yes, she is the being of death. We carry out her wishes."
"We. Who are you people?"
"We are the Dar…"
PTWOOOO
The assassin stop in her tracks, mouth still making out the words, but the new arrow in her throat stopped the words from being heard.
"Whaa…"
PTWOOOO
PTWOOOO
PTWOOOO
The arrows started hailing down from the top end of the tunnel. Most of them missing the king. He began running towards the exit of the tunnel. Arrows wising by his head, yet he kept running. Running for his life. Running for the sake of his kingdom.
By the time that he reached the end of the tunnel, the king looked very much like a pincushion.
'Well, well. Lucky me.'
The door at the end had a familiar shaped hole in it.
'Think, think. What was I supposed to do here.' He reached for the Draco Amulet (The royal family heirloom)
'That's it.' He took the amulet and fit it into the hole. The door creaked open.
PTWOOOO
PTWOOOO
PTWOOOO
Arrows where planted into the door.
He quickly burst inside (Outside actually) and tripped over a root. He was free. For now.
BANGBANG
BANGBANG
BANGBANG
There were more of them now. "Damn. I've got to get a move on." He ran once again, this time with less speed. "These arrows must have been poisoned."
The Emperor was 'running' down every ally and pass that he knew, gasping for breath all the way. Strange images were popping into his mind. Voices speaking, but not being heard. "What is happening to me…?"
He continued running aimlessly, heading any which way, until…
THUMP
The Emperor looked up at the man he ran into. He was clearly some sort of adventurer. He wore faded leather armor with a ragtag hat made of buckskin.
"Hey…?" he said. "Ugh ,do you need help?"
"No. I need you to listen." The Emperor explained with deep breaths. "You need to take this parchment… Huhh huh huh… and this amulet up to the castle… Huhh… they will explain the rest."
"What are you talking about?"
"Just do what I say… The fate of this empire rests in your hands…huh huh huhhh……"
And off went the adventurer. Off to the Palace District.