Scattered By Destiny
AN:
JC785: What's up people of Fanfiction Land! Its JC785 here, bringing you an all new story. First off, this story is co-written by my best friend, FlygonNick. If you want to read a good zombies story, head on over to his profile.
Now I can't give a proper update schedule, cause I'm dealing with cross town school stuff on a weekly basis. But I'll try to get them out as quick as I can. And on some chapters, FlygonNick will take the reigns for that one.
Anyways, I hope you guys like this story. I feel like this will be a big sucess :) Oh, also I don't own Skyrim.
Enjoy the chapter!
Chapter 1: A Night of Destiny
By: JC785 & FlygonNick
It was the night of the last football game of the season for the Bradburn High School Marching Panthers, and it was one no one would ever forget. It was the night where everything would change. Where innocence would be lost, and a new adventure would begin.
There was two minutes left in the 4th quarter, and the score was 76-14, and it looked like the football team was losing yet again. The crowd was raving and cheering, or at least the Away team was. As for the Panthers, it was more of a "please let this end so we can go already" sort of attitude. The band watched on, eyeing the football team with distaste and silently thinking that the cheerleaders could probably play better than the football team was doing now.
One trumpet player in the Bradburn High School Marching Band, Nicholas, let out a sigh. He was a pale teenager of medium height, about 5'6, with short blonde hair and glasses that covered his green eyes.
"I think this settles it. Our football team will not be winning this game. Just like last year…and the year before…and the year before." Nicholas said in an annoyed tone.
"Our team sucks." A sousaphone player named Joseph said with a look of disappointment. Joseph stood taller than most people in band, had short brown hair, and the eyes of someone you could trust. He was a bit immature at times, but made up for it with the level of maturity he carried with him.
"Not really, they're good. It's just that some teams get lucky, or are just better." Nicholas reasoned.
"I can see that." Joseph said with a laugh.
Nicholas started laughing too and said "At least the band is good, that's all that's that really matters."
"So true." A trombone player named John walking up to the two teens. John was about medium height and had light brown hair, a large nose, and a rather pimply face. He was a rather smart teen, but had a problem accepting things that didn't make sense.
"Well maybe the football team can pull up a bit and score some before this ends." A trumpet player named Jessica said. Jessica was short and had long brown hair. She was the giddy one of the group of friends, and could keep a smile on her face most of the time. After she spoke, the teens watched as the opposing teams quarterback dashed through Bradburn's defenses and scored yet again. The band let out a groan of agony.
"Can this night get any worse?" John spoke out. As soon as he said that, a roar of thunder sounded off in the distance.
"Great, you pissed off karma." Joe said, looking at John with annoyance.
"Karma isn't real Joe." John shot back at Joe. The two soon got into an argument, while Nicholas looked at the sky in confusion. Suddenly, the roaring sound of thunder sounded again, but Nicholas could not see the lightning.
"Would you two stop bickering for a moment?" Nicholas said to Joe and John. The pair looked at him in confusion. "Where's the lightning?" When Nicholas said that, the others, and some band members, looked up at the sky as well, wondering the same question.
"Maybe it's just hidden behind some…" Jessica started to say before she saw something in the sky zoom by. Upon seeing it, her body locked up and she wasn't moving. The others looked at her, but before they could do anything, the roaring sound was much closer this time, but it didn't sound like thunder now.
On the visitor's stands, a large black creature fell from the sky and landed on the stands, killing all those under it, or leaving them in crippling pain. The black creature shifted and it rose, showing off its spiked scales and its blood red eyes that glowed like a sun. It reared its head into the sky and let out an ear-splitting roar, causing the clouds to open and meteors raining from the sky. The creature then expanded its wings and started to rise into the sky.
"What the hell is going on? What the hell is that?!" Joseph shouted out.
Nicholas hesitated before replying. "That's a dragon!" He then hopped off the stands and started running for the busses. Joseph, John, and Jessica all followed Nicholas, hoping to escape the destruction surrounding them.
"Nicholas, watch out!" John shouted at Nicholas, but it was too late. The black dragon landed not 5 feet in front of Nicholas and the others. Nicholas stumbled backwards and crashed into the others with a yell of horror. The black dragon reared its head back and let out a roar that almost sounded like words. The world went white for the teens, and then everything faded to black.
...
The world was cold. Or at least it was wherever Nicholas was. The feeling he had waking up was like that of falling off a cliff, everything hurt and nothing felt right. He groaned as he sat up and tired looking around. His glasses fell off, leaving the world around him looking blurry.
"Uhhh….Joseph…Jess...John?" He called out, only to hear his own voice echo off the walls. He needed to figure out where he was, lest he freeze to death.
Pain wracked through his body as he tried to sit up, but managed to do it nonetheless. He felt around for his glasses, finding them a few feet away. One of the lenses was cracked, but he could still see out them. The next few moments were spent with him trying to get to his feet, pain coursing through his body once more. One he got on his feet, he got a good look at his surroundings. He was surprised and shocked to say the least.
"What the hell. Am I in a crypt?" Nicholas thought to himself as he saw the row and shelves' of decaying bodies and skeletons. Some were wrapped in cloth, other had weapons on their sides, or shields in place of the swords. He back away slowly from the crypt wall and turned around, looking for a way out.
While walking around, Nicholas kicked a rock by accident, causing it to bang against an old looking pot. The gong-like sound spooked him, but not by much. Suddenly, he heard a creaking sound coming from behind him. He turned around and became paralyzed with fear.
One of the corpses that was on the lowest shelf had swung its legs out and stood up. Its eyes shined with a light blue glow as it reared its remaining teeth and drew an ancient looking sword. Nicholas turned around quickly and ran away from the thing. Ahead of him, there was a staircase that leads up a few landings to a large steel door, decorated with ancient looking symbols.
Nicholas went and ran up the stairs to the door. "Here's to hoping it's a way out." He mumbled to himself quickly before he pushed on the door. It opened up slowly with his force, and eventually he was able to run out and push it closed. He could hear the door banging from the other side, but it eventually stopped. When he turned around, the sight before him shocked him.
The area all around him was covered in snow, as far as Nicholas could see. The trees that stood all around him were 10 stories high, all of them looking like a form of pine tree. It wasn't the snow, or the trees that shocked Nicholas the most though. Up in the sky were two large moons, one a dark red, the other a light orange. The sky was also decorated with the dancing of an Aura Borealis, stretching for miles to the twin mountains in the distance.
"Considering the fact that snow in Florida I about as likely as as Zombies suddenly attacking...I'm not in Bradburn County anymore." Nicholas said as he gazed around the new world in awe, shivering and cold and very much lost.
This was but the first step. The first step in a long journey, filled with tragedy, joy, love, loss, friendship, betrayal…
And Dragons, naturally.
Because he was in the land of Skyrim.