A/N: Alright this is my first Oblivion Fanfiction. I got the idea when I was in a fever haze in the middle of the night. She is the most ruthless killer in all of Tamriel after she became the Listener for the Dark Brotherhood she was convicted of the murders of the Draconis family due to an informant leak within the Dark Brotherhood, someone who wanted her out of the way. That is where she meets and watches the skillful assassination of the Emperor. That's all the summery you are going to get. Now enjoy the story.
Rated M for a lot of cursing and violence and sex later on.
Couples: Lucian/OC Martin/OC
P.S I understand that my character got around a bit but hell shes aloud to because she kicks everyones ass.
OC description: Brenton/bright red hair ponytail/blue eyes/ black makeup/red lips/Listener to the Dark Brotherhood.
Enjoy I own nothing but my Brenton and her personality
BEAUTIFUL DEATH
Chapter 1: Welcome Home dear Listener.
The emperor lay dead at her feet…his killer just a few feet away. She looked at the beautiful crimson that stained her pale hands. Just like old times. She thought, then realized that the Blade in front of her was saying something. "Look just give me the damned key and I can get this amulet to your master." She said, she also needed to get back to Cheydinhal and deal with that bitch Arquen. She snatched the key from him and found her way to the sewers and when she exited them she smiled as the moonlight simmered on the water. A light wind lifted strands of her hair and she smiled as she heard the sound of horse hooves. She turned and saw the beautiful black mare that was a gift from her late lover. She walked to the horse and stroked her glossy black mane. "Shadowmare…it is good to see you again." She said softly.
The horse snorted and nudged her. She smiled as she got up onto the saddle. "Lets go get her." She clicked her tongue and the horse took off with unnatural speed for Santuary. Once to Cheydinhal she dismounted at the gate and pulled her robes out of the saddle bag and strapped her gift from the Night Mother to her hip and smirked as she walked into the city and walked the long way down into the sanctuary. She stopped at the door and placed her hand on the stone door.
What is the color of night?
"Sanguine, my brother." She smiled as the door swung open.
Welcome home most honorable Listener. The chilling voice greated her and filled her with warmth
Arquen spun around and gaped. "Listener! I thought you were imprisoned…I mean I had heard rumors."
"Yes rumors have a funny way of being inaccurate. Yet the ones you spill were wholly true. Tell me Arquen how was the Black Hand supposed to survive without me? To what purpose did…ah I see now, you wanted to be named Listener." She mused with a smirk and watched as color drained out of the Altmer's face as she glanced to the dagger at her side. "Of course I knew already because while I was imprisoned our Dreaded Father and Beloved Mother came to me in my dreams and we had a long lovely talk about what to do about your treachery."
"But…But I did nothing!" Arquen cried. "Most Honored Listener I respect our Mothers choice in naming you Ungolim's successor!" she cried as she fell to her knees.
The Listener watched her with cold blue eyes like the ice up in Bruma. She heard light footsteps and looked to see the new family members approaching them cautiously. "Ahh, my beloved family, come you must see and hear what the Night Mother has whispered into my ear. For you see just as my beloved Speaker was betrayed so was I. Arquen of the Black Hand wants my position and to get it she thought she would betray me to the Legion by telling them of my crimes."
"But I—"
"Enough!" the Listener yelled as she slapped the Altmer hard enough to send her to the floor. "Family members, I have spoken with our dear Mother and she is angry at Arquen for this betrayal. Arquen would let the family fall into ruin with her silver tongued lies." She cocked her head to the side and smirked. "Tell me dear family, how do you stop a tongue from telling lies?"
"C-cut it out Honored Listener." One of the women spoke up.
"Very good. I will show you how your Listener does her Mothers bidding." She grabbed Arquen's face in her hand and snarled at her. "You killed Lucian, you killed my Lucian. Now, I can have my sweet revenge." She snarled as she made the elf open her mouth and grabbed her tongue with a pair of tongs and sliced the muscle out of her mouth throwing it to the floor. The people around them watched in amused silence as blood splattered to the floor.
About two hours later Arquen…or what would be Arquen if the body was recognizable…lay in the middle of the Sanctuary and the Listener watched the blood drip from her fingers. "Now then, on to more important business. I have been given a task by the late emperor and I need two of you to accompany me."
A male Khajiit and a female Bosmer stepped forward and knelt. "We would gladly accompany you."
"What are your names?"
The Khajiit stood. "I am known as Ra'jarza Honored Listener."
The Bosmer stood as well. "I am Elyon Honored Listener."
"Ra'jarza, Elyon, lets go." She said as she pulled off her robes showing her midnight black armor and she lead them to the stables to get horses and head off to Weynon Priory.
END CHAPTERA/N: well probably not the most productive start to the story but it serves its purpose. Hope you all stick around for the next chapter.