Disclaimer: I do NOT own Oblivion, but I do have the game! Yay me!
This Is a GIRL Fic (If you catch my drift) , so if you don't like it, then don't read it! Dummy!
A cloaked Figure sneaks unnoticed around a corner of a cave, unnoticed by a group of bandits, as they argued over the cut of their loot.
"I think we should just wait for the boss" a weak voice proclaimed, ignored by the rest of the gang.
A tall man approached them, clearing his throat, they all turn to him, His ebony longsword drawn.
"I think The Runt Has Something to say" He says, Nodding to a fellow Khajiit who spoke before him.
"Urrmm.... yes boss... You should decide... since you planned the Hei-" The Khajiit runt was cut off by an arrow through his throat. The body didn't even have a chance to hit the floor before the gang was already half deprived of members.
Body's were dropping like flys as arrows were shot threw the air, Aimed accurately hitting each of them in the throat, the boss looked around the room, unable to tell where the arrows were coming from. Two green eyes were the last thing he saw before his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his limp body dropped to the ground with a thud.
"Pfft, To easy, the night mother will be pleased." The voice came from a young RedGuard, standing, she went to each of the body's, collecting her arrows from their necks.
As she turned to leave, she noticed a figure, possibly a hostage. She sighed to herself, and walked silently over, to get a closer look.
She couldn't believe her eyes at what she saw, a young Dunmer girl, her pale blue skin glinting in the low light, Her chest rising and falling as she breathed, As she looked down the girls body, she noticed her stomache had a purple colour rather then blue. Curiously, the redguard approached the girl, as she looked closer, she ghasped, the young dunmer was covered in cuts, her clothes were on the floor in pieces, it didn't take a genius to work out what had happened. Growling the redguard turned to the nearest corpse, and spat on it, that not being enough to cool off her anger, she kicked the body, grunting she did it again, and again, and again, and kept going until she fell to the floor exhausted, panting heavily, she took a fatigue potion, and stood up, before looking towards the now awoken girl, and smiling.
"No Please, not again no- wait... your not one of them... who are you, help me, please. they'll Kill me if you don't"
The assassin Chuckled, and pointed at the pile of bodies behind her, but made no eye contact with the girl.
"I doubt they can hurt you in that state, but I'll get you out of here."
Suddenly Shy of her current state, the dunmer girl crossed her arms over her chest and stood with her legs together.
"Is... there any chance you have, some spare clothes?"
The black-clad Redguard rooted threw her bag, and pulled out a blue velvet dress, and some pants, before passing it threw the bars to the blue maiden.
"They might be a little big, but they'll have to do, oh and don't worry, their brand new, you can keep them"
Ok this is my first attempt at a real fic, could you like review and give me tips? i mean I've written ones before but just stupid ones out of boredom =] It's a bit short at the moment, but if i write a next chapter i promise it'll be longer. Thank you
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