I don't own Skyrim
Hey everyone, my friend isn't going to be able to start of the crossover with me for some time so I'm making this little story to pass the time a sate anyone who wants a story from me. This will be a four part shot story on three characters, each from a different file on my Skyrim.
Part 1: The trinity of Immortals
Three youths walked into the Heljarchen Hall manor in a rather fast pace. Two of them left the third behind in haste as they made their way past Lydia, Aela, Vilkas and Farkas, who were in the greeting room, Lydia was leaving for Whiterun, to go check on something and run an errand that was given to her. They tried to say hi to the two that passed them but only received a small hello from them as they made their way into the main hall of the manor.
"Come on, guys it wasn't that bad!" a youth appeased swiftly as he held his hands up trying to appease his two companions. He was dressed in black armor that was known as nightingale armor. He had a single knife on his belt and his hood was pulled back and he removed his mask, revealing a boy that looked about nineteen with fair skin and a lightly trimmed beard. He had long brown hair and green eyes. He was pretty handsome in the roguish way.
The two people he was trying to appease just went into the main hall and sat at the table there. One of them was a girl and the other one was a guy who set his daedric greatsword next to his chair before he slumped in it and pulled his helmet off and dropped it onto the table.
"Come on guys! Talon, Lucy it wasn't that bad. Come on, it didn't stand a chance against the dragonborn trio!," Arthur appeased as he went over and sat next to his female companion. She just made a sigh and threw her hood back. She was very beautiful and she looked about seventeen or eighteen. She had long black hair and slightly pale skin along with grey eyes. She was also rather tall, but not as tall as the nightingale. She wore robes of the College of Winterhold but not just any robes; they were robes of the Archmage.
"Come on Lucy…" Arthur said as he tried to get her on his side. However, their other companion was going to have none of that.
"Arthur, damn it! What's your problem? Are you crazy?!" a tall youth that was known as Talon, scolded as he stood up from his chair and slammed his hands onto the table in front of him rather roughly, making the table and everything on the table shake and jump from the force. He was tall, standing a few inches above six feet, taller than his other two companions. He was in full deadric armor with the exception of his helmet, which was on the table. He had a medium slender build along with pale skin. His face was that of a seventeen or eighteen year old with a smooth face and long black hair that hung down past his shoulders a bit. He had two ruby-red eyes that glared at Arthur. Even though his face was contorted in anger, it was easy to tell that he was a little attractive.
"It wasn't that bad Talon!" Arthur retorted as he turned to the taller male. That only seemed to infuriate Talon more though. He looked like he was about to reach for his sword but he didn't and just sat back down and crossed his arms.
"You're unbelievable…it's so hard to believe that Mother entrusted us to you…" Talon muttered sourly. Arthur narrowed his eyes at him and placed his hands on his hips.
"What right do you have to scold me, Little Brother?" Arthur asked with a slightly edge. Talon's red eyes flashed to him dangerously and one of his arms looked like it was about to go for his sword but Lucy interrupted.
"Brother…please…it's not good for you to get angry…" Lucy soothed as she stood up and walked over towards Talon and placed a hand on his arm, making him drop it back into the position it had before. He sighed in annoyance and grabbed one of the mead bottles on the table and drank some of the contents despite the bitter taste and his dislike for such drinks.
"Come on Talon, it was just a simple Blood Dragon. I even offered to let Lucy or you have the soul," Arthur said.
The three siblings were walking along the cliffs near Riften. Talon and Lucy were there at their older brother's request. They thought that he was just going to drag them through a dungeon he found but instead he walked them right into where a dragon made it's home. The dragon didn't pose much of a threat against the three of them due to their dragonborn status and the fact that the dragon was only a Blood.
It still angered Talon and Lucy greatly though since it was obvious that Arthur knew the dragon was there but he didn't even bother telling them about it and used them as bait. Talon nearly went berserk and it didn't help that Arthur took all of the loot for himself. While all three of them did learn a new word of power, it did nothing to appease Talon since he had a great distaste for shouts.
"Come on guys, I need the gold…so I can go ahead and try to escape and cover my tracks…" Arthur said slowly. Talon's eyes snapped to him and his eyes were wide with disbelief.
"You're a fool Arthur. No one leaves a daedrics service once they've already sworn, not even you. And you're a fool to think that you can escape her; when she finds out, you'll really be in for a world of pain," Talon said bitterly almost…savoring the idea of what might await him. Lucy sighed and she waved to Lydia and the others when they finally came into the room. She went over to them to greet them, confident that her brothers weren't going to start killing each other…yet.
"Hey guys, sorry that you caught us at a bad time…" Lucy said when she went up to them. She gave Vilkas a long hug before she gave him a light kiss before snuggling into his chest. She sighed happily as she felt the warmth from her husbands arms again since she hasn't seen him for some time, due to her position as the Archmage of the College of Winterhold while he was a Companion in Whiterun.
"Good to see you too dear," Vilkas chuckled as Lucy pulled away from him. Aela and Farkas chuckled at them before they each received a friendly hug from Lucy. They treated Lucy like a little sister since Lucy was very cute yet strong.
"The fool is playing with fire again?" Aela asked, referring to Arthur and Talon, the latter being the fire.
"Aye, well he won't kill him…I think…" Lucy mumbled the last part. Farkas scoffed before crossing his arms.
"I'm surprised Talon hasn't ripped his arms off yet," he commented.
"I'm the Immortal of all Thief talents. It may be hard for the Immortal of Warrior talents to do but not me. Hiding and sneaking are the things that I'm best at," Arthur said proudly. Talon scoffed at how he flaunted his heritage so proudly and had the audacity to imply that his heritage was inferior. Lucy felt annoyed at how Arthur practically downgraded Talon's heritage but she held her tongue.
Some time after the Divines created Nirn, they discovered that the Daedra would seek to tamper with their world and cause havoc amongst the mortals that lived there. The Divines could not directly stop them due to using so much of their power to create Nirn. So they created beings to try and steam the chaos that the Daedra caused. They were simply called the Immortals.
The Immortals were fierce beings. One was created for each of the main braches of combat, thievery, and magic. True to their name, Immortals were ageless beings that lived on and protected Nirn and it's mortals from the Daedra. Though they could be killed, their power would reincarnate into another body. Immortals are born into the world as any mortal and must mature as one. The effect had the desired action. Daedra influence was hampered. It was not stopped, which would be impossible without the Divine's direct action, which they could no longer perform.
After millennia's though, the Immortals were unable to stop the numerous returns of the great Daedric Prince, Mehrunes Dagon, the Immortal's greatest enemy. Dagon was the most relentless enemy that the Immortals faced and he invaded Nirn and by extension, Tamriel many times. Every time, he was thwarted by the Immortals with the help of the Divines and the gods. Though every time was at a great cost. The most notable battle was the Oblivion Crisis, when Dagon invaded the Imperial City. The gates to Oblivion were open and Dagon attacked the mortal realm relentlessly. The Immortals fought hard but it wasn't until the Hero of Kvatch found the last heir to the Septim bloodline and summoned Akatosh himself to combat and banish the dangerous foe.
Since that battle, it was obvious that the current Immortals would not be enough to combat the forces of the Daedra. Many Immortals fell during the Oblivion Crisis and it severely humiliated and tarnished their image and authority since a mortal did their job for them. That's how Arthur, Lucy, and Talon came into existence. They were created to help the Immortals guard Nirn against attacks like the Oblivion Crisis and prevent further embarrassment from befalling onto the Immortals.
The three siblings were given more power then the others. Arthur was given skills of all thievery talents. Lucy was given the power of all magic branches and power, bestowing onto her the title. Talon was given power and might with all areas of warrior combat. These three, while being Immortals were generally referred to officially as the children of the Divines, more specifically, Akatosh, due to their dragonborn heritage. Though unfortunately, the three siblings hadn't exactly lived up to the holy image that many of their kin thought they would have.
"Come on guys, it won't be that bad, I'll write…" Arthur offered, hesitantly. Talon sighed and Lucy facepalmed.
"You already broke your duty as an Immortal protecter of Nirn by swearing allegiance to Nocturnal, a Daedric Prince! Though, I do not consider her evil, she is still a Daedric Prince, Arthur. The thing, we're sworn to protect this world from," Talon snapped. Arthur simply smirked at his little brother, which made Talon angry again.
"You're one to talk, Talon…you're the one that conspires with Dremora openly…there was that time when you were little and then you know who else I'm talking about right? That little Dremora whore that you fuck? Ring any bells?" Arthur taunted. Talon's eyes widened and they quickly flashed to anger and he stood up from his chair, sending it flying backwards but not before he grabbed his sword and leveled it towards his brother, menacingly. Lucy and everyone else flinched at the speed Talon did all this and even Arthur looked a little afraid.
"Do not…talk about what I did in the past like it was nothing…I may have broken my duty but it was to save Lucy…our sister…my twin…you were not even there. Did you not know how sick she was? I sacrificed food to her, to make sure that she could survive through the days. The deal I made was the only way I could save her…and don't you ever…ever…refer to Nyx as a whore…" Talon said fiercely in a freakishly calm voice. Arthur visibly flinched when Talon went over to his side of the table, keeping his blade pointed at him. Lucy thought that he was actually going to kill him.
"Talon…now come on…it was a joke, haha…come on, we're brothers!" Arthur rambled, trying to get Talon to calm down. He stopped when Talon pressed his blade against his neck.
"I want kill you…and I know of many how would thank me for doing so, but I do not kill family…yet…" Talon said as he pulled his sword away and placed it on his back. Arthur let out a sigh of relief but then Talon quickly punched him in the face, sending him flying out of his chair, into one of the walls with a loud thud.
"Ah!" Arthur screamed at the pain that assaulted his face. His brother, as the Immortal that stood for all combat skills was also gifted with inhuman strength. Arthur felt like his face was about to fall off. The fact that Talon wore daedric armor didn't help either.
"The next time, you speak of Nyx in that regard, it'll be worse…you won't be dragging me or Lucy into this doomed plan of yours now…I hope Nocturnal makes your life a living hell…" Talon said in disgust as he picked his helmet off the table and left the house without a word, not even stopping to talk to his sister or his friends.
"Great…" Lucy sighed as she prepared some of her frost magic for Arthur's swollen face.