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Chapter 1: A New Day, A New World

After a deadly battle with Alduin, the Khajiit was sent back home but it was not all he expected to be when he awoke in a whole new world dressed in only his jester clothes he got from his best friend Cicero.

Lying on the ground in the middle of a forest, the Khajiit slowly sat up to look at the area he was in. he had no memory of falling so he was in no pain he could think of and what was seemed to be bandits running at him. He let out a hysterical laugh and pointed at them, "What are you wearing!" he continued to laugh when the bandits stopped to look at him with raised eyebrows, they had no clue of what creature was before them and they wondered if IT was crazy out of his mind.

The khajiit slowly got onto his feet and dust himself off when he noticed the men were pulling out their weapons, he gave himself a wicked smile and spoke with a dark tone in his voice as he slowly reached for his daggers.

"Walk away now and you won't be harmed" He warned them but they did not listen, they were after his gold and he was not about to let them take his shinies from him so easily. When they attacked with battle cries, He quickly turned to face them and thrown his daggers at two bandits necks as he conjured up a bow and shot it multiple times before they reached him.

One by one they all fell dead as his bow vanished; he walked over at the bodies and without thinking twice. He looted them and took their gold, after all he was a stickler for gold and Cicero knew this but his friend was not there to help him loot so he did all the looting. Taking what he can and began to walk mindlessly into the forest, he had no idea where or how he got there but he needed answers fast and he needed them now which made the khajiit think.

"Hmm, Maybe I should of kept one alive to tell me where I am… By Sithis, I bet Cicero pulled another prank on me for eating his sweetroll." He sticked a log hard and loved the pain but not long after that he realized he was close to a camp, he knew if they saw him like this. They would kill on sight if it was more bandits and necromancers; he quickly kneeled down and quietly spoke to mainly himself.

"Sneaky, Sneaky time" he giggled softly as he snuck into the camp which was very big and only few guards were posted at certain places and which is more guards, "Bigger shinies for me" he chuckled as he snuck by a few tents and started to head for a big green tent. By the way they were built, he wondered if it was an Imperial camp or Stormcloak. The khajiit had no time to think it over when he heard footsteps coming so he rolled himself into one empty tent and hid.

He peeked to see who was coming when he saw only one man in what looked to be an iron made armor, he glanced at the Nord and saw no beard only a short dirty blonde hair and slightly light brown skin.

Must be a bandit He sniffed the air quietly as he could to catch the scent and his nose wrinkled as he blocked his nose with his hand Yep, a Stormcloak… I'm sure of it by the smell, yuck! He shook his head to get rid of the smell as he snuck out of the tent and headed back to his task at hand, he wanted a shiny and he was going to get it one way or another.

Once he made it into the green tent by sneaking in from the back, he looked all over to see maps and weapons shined just for the taking when he glanced at the shiny silver armor before him. His eyes glittered in awe as he slowly reached up to touch it, slowly running his hand gently up and down the armor as he was amazed by the making.

This must be an Imperial armor fit for a general… I know only two who would wear this and I bet the Nord woman wears this lovely beauty… I know I would without a second thought, he took the armor from its stand and snuck out of the front tent when he was caught red handed by the guard (which he forgot about) as he froze to a "Halt Thief!" and looked over at the guard when he gave a sideways grin and quickly made a run for it, he had no clue where to go and he was not about to find out when he ran for the forest with a guard chasing behind him and yelling THIEF! It annoyed him as he tightly held onto the armor and quickly used his belt to tie it to his back.

It wasn't the first time he ran with no pants and it wasn't going to be his last when he ran up to a bridge and turned left only to run into the towering giant, knocking him on his ass hard.

"What in the name is Sithis!" He slowly leaned up to rub his head and backside when he heard guards around him and one giant stepping closer to him, he slowly glanced up to see a man with long black hair with the sides braided. The khajiit gave a nervous smile and pointed at him with a nervous giggle, "Pretty hair you have may I say and…" he glanced at the armor similar to the one he had tied to his back, his face turning pale though his fur could not show it.

Oh Shit…

oOoOoOo

After the khajiit spent four hours explaining who he was, he knew that these Nords and Imperials should know full well of what type of race he is but it seemed these ones never saw a khajiit before.

"So your expecting me to believe every word, do you take me for a fool!" Loghain stood almost towered over the tied up khajiit, the general wondered if this furry man was telling the truth or just lying

"Oh no, no, No! I would never think or say such things" the khajiit shook his head but his voice sounded otherwise which annoyed Loghain deeply, This creature has something to do with the Darkspawn, if he isn't a spy for them than maybe he has the power to manipulate them… I need him to answer those questions now but before Loghain could question the creature more, a guard comes up behind him and whispers something into his ear.

The khajiit only watched them with a smile on his face, wondering why they tied him up in such a way. Maybe it was before they tied him that he killed a few guards with their own weapons or the fact that he kept laughing while stabbing one skilled guard a lot, whatever the reason they tied him up for. He didn't seem to mind at all while he watched the man named Loghain leave in a hurry and said nothing about freeing him from his bondage, "My, that man is rude." He shifts his bound hands around a bit to get free by using his tail to untie his ropes but he noticed something strange. His tail was heavy and could not move it up the way he wanted to move it.

What was that man planning to do with him once he was done with whatever he was doing, this khajiit was not about to stick around to find out but he guessed Sithis had other plans for him and he needed to find The Night Mother for answers.

"By the name of Sithis, free me this instant or I will have my brothers and sisters rip you apart!" He hissed at the guard standing not far from him, his ears flatten down to show he was not playing around anymore and this is serious.

The guard only looked at him oddly, the only thing he could think of was a large talking cat but yet this cat seemed different and had a very rude way of talking when he heard the creature swearing at him in a language he could not understand. What was he saying and why he seemed so annoyed with the fact the creature was sticking his tongue out at him, was he trying to offend him or did he wanted something to drink.

After the battle started and all seemed quiet at the camp, he wondered if it was time to try and escape even if the guard was eyeballing his tail and ears. He needed to leave and he needed to go now, well speaking of going. "Excuse me Sir but I…" he paused in the middle of his sentence when he saw that tall man return and he seemed to be eyeing him, did he look so adorable that everyone kept staring at him or was it the way he talked.

"We need to move now!" Loghain ordered his guard as four more stood at each side of their prisoner with chains, "Oh my, Chains now" the khajiit giggled as he looked at both sides of him and back at the man in shiny armor.

Loghain glared at the creature with displeasure of his jokes as he took a step closer and grabbed the cat by his fuzzy neck, "Now listen here, you abomination! I am going to get the answers I want from you willingly or not!" he squeezed the cat's neck only to hear him chuckle and not choke in discomfort. The guard next to them moved in to break up the two by taping on Loghain's left shoulder and spoke with a nervous tone.

"Um, S-Sir"

"What!"

"I… Um, I thought we planned to keep this cat alive for answers"

Loghain looked over at the nervous guard and narrowed his eyes, his lips thinning in anger when he finally released the cat and turned away. "Put him on a horse but keep him bound, I want to make sure he doesn't escape from me" with that, Loghain leaves to go to his horse and left the others to deal with the packaging and preparing his prisoner for the long ride.

I wish I came with my horse… she is more beautiful than these horses. The khajiit was upset by this as he was forced to his feet and pushed to a brown colored horse; he looked at the horse and looked back at one of the guards standing behind him. "How am I going to jump on this beast with my hands bound behind my back?" he asked annoyingly as the guard gave him a grin and placed his hands on the khajiit's waists, "Like this" the guard lifted the cat up and thrown him onto the stable.

"This is embarrassing! I am not on it properly!" the khajiit was laid across the stable on his stomach as he kicked and struggled to sit himself better but the guards only tied him down so he would not fall off, the third guard came up to the cat's face and tied it so he wouldn't talk their ears off. What made things worse for the khajiit was the he had his head covered with a bag and someone touching his tail, darkness was all he saw and the sound of the horse starting to move.

Poor Cicero must be missing me by now… Mother too and all my family, I need to return home or they will think I'm dead for sure! He moved around a bit more to at least slide off or loosen his bindings, he even kicked to help but he ended up kicking something or someone which that person kicked back but with force. Making the khajiit's horse stumble a bit to one side, the cat let out a painful yelp and kept still.

"Kick me again, Fool! And I will do more than just kick back" that familiar voice alerted the khajiit that someone was watching him all that time and he half knew who it was, "Oh No, please forgive this khajiit. He did not know you were busy viewing him struggle" He giggled to his little joke but the hard pull on his tail said the other was not pleased, "Ouch! Easy rough man, I am not a mute khajiit and I can feel pain" He giggled again but was soon cut short when he felt something hard hit his head, knocking him on conscious.

Deep in sleep, he tried his best to call the Night Mother with his mind but he could hear no response from her and no signs of her presents. It annoyed him but he needed to keep his cool if he wish to not anger his beloved Night Mother, he had to think of a way but how when he was stuck in a place where the Nords and Imperials never heard of his Race the khajiits.

It was then he thought he heard a deep voice speaking to him, at first it sounded like a mumble but then it started to rise to a voice he could barely hear.

"Wake up…" a voice echoed quietly in his hears and then it started to repeat but louder this time and he thought it was the voice he had been waiting to hear.

"Sithis…" he muttered softly, unsure if it was the Dread Lord calling to him or if it was Sheogorath trying to steal his soul from the Dread Father. He needed to call out but his jaw was slowly lifted up like a hand lifting to look at his face to see what state he was in, he could only see darkness so it was hard to know if it was Sithis or the Daedric Prince looking back at him when he heard the voice again.

"Wake up, Fool!"

The voice he heard was not similar to the Daedric Prince Sheogorath nor did it match the voice he wanted to imagine was the Dread Father's, it sounded more like that Imperial guy he was talking with when he felt a slap across his face.

"WAKE UP! By the maker if you do not wake up, I will throw you in water!" the voice demanded in a yell when the khajiit snapped his eyes open to see a blurry shiny figure in front of him, he blinked a few times before he got a better look at the man standing before him.

"By Sithis! Did you have to wake me with a slap, you hit like a Nord woman" he shook his head to shake off the sleep but the pain he felt was still there when he paused to feel a hand gently stroking his fur, he looked up to see Loghain petting his head like a prized trophy.

Note: What do you think? I will keep this on hold until I see reviews because this is my first time writing a crossover and I want to make sure it is good enough. I will continue writing but I will not upload it so soon. enjoy and please comment on what you want to see happen