REPUBLISHED!

If you guys have already read this chapter, I have done some editing to it, the first chapter didn't change as much. Give it a go if you wish, however, if you just want to wait until I start posting on a regular basis again, that's fine as well.

!ALSO PLEASE READ THIS!
ANOTHER IMPORTANT A/N IS ATTACHED TO THE ORIGINAL ONE BELOW. I REMOVED THE CHAPTER THAT IT ORIGINALLY WAS AND INCLUDED IT HERE SO THIS STORY DOESN'T GET REMOVED FOR VIOLATION OF TERMS ON THIS SITE.

It explains my long absense, as well as my plan for this 2018.

Other than that, read on, skip to the A/N at the bottom if you don't want to, etc
Just, enjoy.

M rating stands for many future lemons and other mature subject matter I currently have in mind for what I hope to be a fan-fic gem~

Ahh yes, her favorite part of the day. Going home, sitting down, and relaxing. Most of her relaxing consisted of play video games, and her current addiction…. Skyrim. Far too long this game was left unplayed, and very much unfinished, and for some reason she had an unusual determination to finish such a feat of a task. Any free time she had that wasn't spent at work, at school, studying, doing chores, or whatever else she happened to have planned… She played Skyrim.

It relaxed her, centered her, and offered her a more elaborate escape than most games seemed to do, in a way that was easy for her to understand and comprehend, and not complex to the point she would have to avidly game to keep up with it.

She laid back lazily on the couch, and held the controller with a soft grip in her hands, loading up the game in the silence of her home. She couldn't quiet remember where she had left off in her characters adventures, but she was more than eager to continue…

Very eager, she was more than excited, as her friend had rigged the game to be and feel more real. She grabbed her VR headset and slipped it on over her eyes as she waited for the game to boot up.

Everything was relatively normal for now, she pressed continue, and waited for her previous save to load with a heavy sigh as she closed her eyes. Before long she heard the soft music and the sounds of rain hitting the window of her apartment, and nothing from her from her computer. She opened her eyes once more, only to let out a groan.

Her computer had crashed, again. She waited impatiently as the computer rebooted, drumming her fingers impatiently against her cheek with the thoughts of what adventures awaited her tonight, or the next few days in Skyrim. She removed her headset for a moment and rubbed her eyes before putting the device back on with a grumble, grabbing her controller before stopping as she was blinded suddenly.

She blinked rapidly for a few moments before her eyes adjusted. Confusion washed over her. She furrowed her brow as she stared at a white screen, with a single button that read 'continue?'

Continue what? She hadn't started anything. She wanted to yell in frustration, and tried forcing the computer off and to reboot again, blindly feeling for the damn button as she felt no need to remove the headset until she saw anything happen. The damn thing wouldn't turn off. She did everything she possibly knew how to do to fix the situation, before letting out a sigh and murmuring…. "Must be some sort of virus…."

She sat there, saddened, and nearly pulled out her phone getting ready to look up the nearest computer repair place. She wondered what she could have done to have such a thing on her computer… She didn't recall visiting or downloading in malicious or unusual software, and had antivirus protection on her laptop…

Part of her was curious as to what would happen if she were to press the button. It questioned her as much as she questioned it.

Besides, if her laptop was as far gone as it seemed… What could it possibly hurt to find out before she took it in?...

She took in a deep breath, and clicked the button, and watched as the screen went black. She frowned and blew out a huff of air and whispered "Figures." And dropped her controller haphazardly at her side, standing as she slowly reached to remove the VR headset.

She swayed when she stood, stopping as she looked around. She felt abnormally dizzy, and shook her head some hoping the feeling of vertigo would stop. But each time she moved, it got worse, she tried to cry out but found herself on the floor, before her world turned black.

oOo

She opened her eyes, feeling the blistering cold on her neck first, as if her whole body had to take a moment to revitalize itself, to remember where each limb was and how to feel.

"Hey you, you're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush same as us and that thief over there."

Those words washed over her senses with such heavy Deja vu that she wasn't sure people would understand her true feelings. She realized she was bound, and in rags, and when she looked up, rather than some graphic configuration of a made-up race of humans, she saw a very real man. She felt the cold world that surrounded them, and her heart froze. She could have broken her silence, but she was too in shock to speak. Her mind was racing with questions, and she wasn't sure anyone would be able to answer them in any lifetime.

Ralof looked at her expectantly his eyes somber, which was too be expected, if her knew of the adventure that was about to unfold she wondered if he would look differently. If he knew how many times people from god knows how many places heard him say that line to them through a fucking screen of some sort and believed, he was made up.

She was either tripping on something from her tap water, or dreaming up some seriously weird shit. It was colder than she could possibly comfortable dream, and she spent most of her time in silence then pinching herself until she let out a soft hiss and looked down, seeing she had drawn blood on her thigh.

This was real. She didn't know how, but it was real.

Lokir, the horse thief, when she finally began to pay attention to the men, spoke as he gestured towards the man seated next to her right, which sent chills down her spine. "What's wrong with him, huh?"

Ralof was quick to turn and bite back "Watch your tongue!", and she tried to compose the sheer amount of emotions she was experiencing just by being physically seated next to the Jarl of Windhelm, Ulfric Stormcloak.

"This isn't happening…" She whispered to herself, listening to the dialogue she knew all too well from her accounts of starting the game over way too many times….

She closed her eyes, opened them, and repeated the process, hoping to god she would see the carpet of her living room floor that she had to be currently drooling on for some unknown reason.

When the carriage halted. She continued to try to wake herself up from whatever crazy dream or hellish nightmare this was.

"Wait…. You there. Step Forward."

It took her a moment to realize she had even been spoken to, she was caught up in her own world of trying to end this, not knowing how to handle the world without a pause button, an escape key… or god forbid, some cheats, just for the hell of it. It was real life now, if she fucked up once here, she doubted she would respawn and get another try at it. The people around her she once knew as NPC's didn't unless she got into the command system and changed it, or went back to a previous save.

None of that stupid shit mattered here. This… this was real.

She stepped forward, much too timidly as she looked Hadvar in the eye as he questioned her "Who are you?"

She tried to search for an answer, the question was much more personal now than it ever had been, she felt as if she might as well be an alien from another planet at this point.

"My name is Jade. Jade Krieger."

Might as well go with some sort of cool name…. No need to go with her boring last name that she obtained back in her home world. Wherever that was to them, here. She shifted uncomfortably, the cold ground seeping through her footwraps without any effort. Jade was an average height, thick, but very toned. She was much stronger than she appeared considering that outward appearance was rather soft looking. She tucked a black wavy curl behind her ear with her bound hands as her slate grey eyes looked forward, knowingly. She knew she wasn't going to die here, but she also knew that a lot of people were going to die.

The thought sent shivers through her, but now she could no longer tell if they were from the overwhelming amount of feelings she felt, or if they were from just how cold this land truly was. She had no desire to travel to the snow parts of this domain right now.

"You picked a bad time to come home to Skyrim, kinsman. Captain, what should we do? She's not on the list."

"Forget the list. She goes to the block."

Hadvar gave a slight nod as he spoke to the Imperial Captain before turning back to Jade "By your orders, captain. I'm sorry. At least you'll die here, in your homeland."

This wasn't her homeland, but she made no move to correct him. She walked with shaky steps, trying to absorb this skewed reality she was experiencing. This reality she didn't understand. She moved in to join the others, the dialogue washed over her in a passive way, as did the roars in the distance.

"Next, the Nord in the rags!"

She didn't move at first, not because of the cry from Alduin, but just because she had forgotten how. She had to be dreaming, she just had to be.

"I said, next prisoner!"

Jade was brought up to the chopping blocked, and shoved down much rougher than she had ever actually imagined the action.

She looked up at the headsman, as he lifted his axe, as she vaguely listened to the panicked voices in the crowd before finally…. Alduin appeared.

Alduin shouted, and the headsman was quick to fall to his knees, before dropping dead. She had to remember even though she knew all of this was going to happen, none of them expected it, dragons had been dead to them for a long time, and not even real to her.

"Hey, kinsman. Get up! Come on, the gods won't give us another chance!"

She found herself dazed by the shout as she picked herself off the chopping block and ground, trying to ignore the feeling of warm blood under her hands from the storm cloak before her. Her senses were on fire, and her mind was rushed. But she knew to follow Ralof's voice, god, how many times had she followed that voice?

If this was a dream, she would have woken up by now.

The flee for safety was as much of a daze as it was when playing the game for the first time. The anxiety she felt from being separated by Ralof was too real, too intense, and even when the imperial was protecting her she was sure she was going to die at points. By the time they were out of Helgen, she felt tired and weak, and was wondering how even a computerized character didn't need to take a moment to throw up, cry, scream…. Something human. Anything human.

But once they were out and headed to Riverwood, the cold air nipping her skin as they moved with purpose, she understood she didn't have time to be human anymore. Not here.

Here, she was apparently Dragonborn. She wasn't boring Jade Williams who wished for adventure but had a boring life, here, she was Jade Krieger. Someone who now had a massive amount of adventure waiting for her around every corner.

oOo

Jade wasn't sure what made her continue her journey that night. She was sluggish as she moved towards Whiterun, her body ached, and she was both parched and starved. Surprisingly as much as she thought interacting with people would be like the Déjà vu she experienced in Helgen, it wasn't.

She was free to say whatever she wanted, introductions were less awkward, and there were no preset conversation topics. Her talk with Gerdur and Ralof had been much more human than she anticipated, and her voice was her own, despite her thinking the outcome would have been different.

Gerdur, however, still requested her presence in Whiterun to send help to Riverwood. Jade didn't mind, and no matter what world you lived in, such a request seemed reasonable, and even more so after witnessing the event of a dragon attack first hand.

Eventually, by dusk, Jade made it to the city gates, and was promptly greeted by a guard. She explained she needed to see the Jarl, and the man let her inside the city gates. She made her way to Dragonsreach but stopped short, looking in the direction of Jorrvaskr. She had joined the Companions in her digital other life more than once and she was surprised it called to her now, but here she figured they would laugh as soon as she walked in no matter how eager she might be.

She blew out a sigh and turned on a heel, taking a step forward right smack into a man's steel armor plate. Her hand immediately went to her nose with a yelp, as she stumbled backwards, the stranger she had bumped into catching her before she could knock over a stand in her moment of absolute grace.

Once her pained vision cleared, she looked at who she had managed to tiredly, and stupidly, run into. She hoped she could pass the redness in her cheeks as part of the pain she felt due to her throbbing and wounded nose. But Farkas, whom she didn't entirely recognize in the sheer realism she was experiencing this world in, was much, MUCH handsomer than she could have even anticipated. His dark war paint around his eyes made him look more mysterious in person, and less tired like he always had appeared to her in the videogame.

"You okay?"

His voice was low and powerful, it was like a deep rumble emitted from his chest that suddenly became words she could understand, only low enough so she could hear them, low enough that she was sure it made more than just her swoon. Farkas lived up to his kindhearted nature even now as he helped Jade steady herself as she spoke, wiping the blood from her face. "I will be."

He was quick to pull out some cloth and hold it to her nose, before turning and facing another man who looked exactly like him, except much slenderer, with his hands placed on his hips.

He smiled at her and spoke softly. "I hope so." Before quickly walking towards his brother, Vilkas, without another word.

So…. Thoughts? Remarks? Let me know in the comments or feel free to PM me. I will also take requests / ideas but can't promise they will be implemented into the story. Sorry if there are any spelling and grammar errors, I legit spent 3 AM to 5 AM writing this, it took a while.

Also, feel free to correct me on any lore errors or mistakes when it comes to the world of Skyrim and Tamriel; I'm educated enough in it, but not overly educated. I have looked quite a bit up but not a whole lot at this point. I will take any criticism / corrections you would like to see in this fic if any obvious errors are made on my end. I will take it as me learning and you gifting me the knowledge of such things I have yet to come across in my gameplays or haven't experienced at all. I don't plan to stick very and absolutely strictly to the lore of the world, but I would like to stick to it enough that it still is Skyrim and Tamriel to people, and not some weird bent out of shape AU even with the AU moments I have planned with the characters.

This will mainly be a Farkas x Fem-Dovahkiin / Dragonborn, Though I plan to include Vilkas in it either with his own OC side character, or maybe a smutty threesome in the near future. Hence the M rating. Things will be getting very mature for how very childlike they started.

2018 UPDATE

I owe you guys an explanation. I have been working on the rewrite for this fan fic and its been rough. I got a full-time job, dealing with my family, and a terminally ill parent have taken priority over this.

However, I have also decided 2018 is going to be a new year for me. I am working on an original piece in hopes to get an actual manuscript down for a book in hopes to get published, but I will obviously need a break from that (taking one now as we speak of it), so… I am going to make it a goal to post every week on Saturdays, and at the VERY LEAST, once a month.

Writing is a passion of mine, something I don't want to get out of touch with like I have over the months.

However, before I go, I am also going to be looking to recruit beta readers for chapters for my fanfiction as well as my future manuscript, if you are interested, please PM me!