Hey guys, well this is just a fanfic for Oblivion. One of my favorite games! Oblivion does not belong to me or its characters. The only one who I claim is Leya. Fan art is appreciated :D HERE WE GO!

Thief of the Heart

Chapter One

A dark figure ran through the evening veil. Soft pale blue skin became a blur with streaks of white,and piercing lavender eyes. This is what most guards saw when dealing with the legendary thief of the Waterfront.

Leya ran through the bushes and the trees. Her feet pounding against the earth, cuts and scraps all on her legs and feet. She had, once again, broken out of prison. It wasn't her fault the guards didnt know how to thoroughly search a master thief. They should know, it only takes one lockpick.

She smiled at her 12th escape. She was usually good at not being caught, be she made exceptions every now and then just to put the guards on the run. It was only good sport. The guards of Cheydinhal seemed to be a bit more dull then the usual ones from her howntown in the Imperial City. She was naturally light on her feet. The sun was setting as she ran further into the wilderness, with the guards still chasing her. But soon they would stop. She was far too fast for them. One guard was surprisingly smart enough to grab a horse from the stables, but it still wasnt enough.

As Leya continued she spotted what looked like an old fortress. "This may work..." She picked up her feet and rushed into the fort. She shut the large double doors behind her and waited. With only a few moments going by she looked at the hall ahead of her and slowly walked forward. There was a dark glow in this fort, something evil. She could feel it. "This place seems rather dark for a fort...more then usual." She looked at her surroundings and walked til she came across a gate blocking her path. Leya looked at it curiously then spotted a lever off to her right. She knew she shouldn't but she wanted to see if there was anything worth bringing back to sell to one of her fences. "Here goes nothing..." She reached for the lever and pulled it, making the gate open slowly with a loud squeek. " Well then, lets see what this place has for plundering..." She smiled as she head down the stairs further into the fort.

Meanwhile...

Lucien sat at his table mixing poisons for his upcoming quest to visit the Night Mother. He had to be prepared for any task that was set ahead. Always be ready and prepared.

Lucien sighed and sat back in his chair, now finished with his careful procedure. He popped his knuckles and stood up to stretch. He had been working on this for hours. "I better get something to eat..." He walked over to a barrel, and behind it he had a crate of fruit. He took one of the oranges and began to peel it with his hand. Suddenly he heard a sound coming from the hallway from the other side of the gate. "...hmm...sounds like another rat set off the traps in the hallway..."He said with a sigh. He just shrugged and went to sit back in the chair to eat.

Leya stood against the wall wide-eyed and breathing heavily. She had just nearly gotten her head knocked off by the biggest spiked ball she had ever seen. "Well... that was unexpected...apparently someone doesnt want me in...there must be something further inside, like a nice weapon or armor..." She smiled at the thought. "Nice try, but now that I am alert, this will be a piece of cake!"..She slowly eased her way past the trap and continued further down the hall, she looked around carefully and noticed holes in the walls. She smiled."Nice try..."Leya took a few steps back and then charged past the trap, missing the darts as they flew across the way. She just continued to run, watching closely with her eyes, leaping over footpads and huge holes in the ground. All was going fine until she skid to a stop and found her path being blocked by three skeletons, who stopped and looked at her.

"Oh, hello." She smiled but the skeletons began to slowly approach her. She just smirked and dodged the first swing, as she kicked one in the head knocking him down. She did not hesitate to pick up his weapon as she began to fight the other two. "I never did understand the undead...GAH!" She swung the sword cutting one in half. The other charged her but she dodged just in time. Once he regained his posture he turned and went to swing at her. With great skill she stood on her hand and twisted her body. She then pushed herself off the ground just missing the swing of the sword and landed on the skeletons shoulders with her knees twisting her body, breaking the neck off, then landing on her feet. "Well that was simple enough..." She dusted herself off and looked around, seeing the hall split into two. "Hmm, left or right?" Her thinking was interupted when she heard one of the guard yelling from just down the hall. "Left it is!" She hurried to the left and took off down the hall.

Lucien was just about to finish his orange when he suddenly heard a fight taking place just down the hall, followed by a faint yell. "Blast, I'll have to come up with better traps." He jumped up from his chair and ran to the corner where his bed was and used a cameleon spell on himself. His focus was on the gate that lead to the hallways, as he saw a shadow approach.

Leya slowly approached the gate and examined it thoroughly to make sure there were no more traps. She heard the yelling from the guard not far from her, so she decided to open the gate. Once she was inside she saw she was in a room. There was a bed, and some bookshelves, and even a table. "Well, this is unexpected..." She looked over towards the bed and saw a banner hung on the wall. It was decorated with white, gold and red, and in the very center was a black hand. "The Dark Brotherhood!...Crap!" She suddenly heard the gate fly open and turned around to see the guard with his sword drawn, but her was holding his arm. "Halt!"

"Aww I see you didnt quite evade the darts, thats too bad." She said with a smile.

"Silence you thief! You're coming back to the dungeon!"

"Yeah...about that. You see, I love you guys and all but the dungeon just really messes with my zin." she giggled." you look a little tense, maybe you should try it."

"Silence!" He yelled at her, he looked over at the banner and back at her. "You work with the Dark Brotherhood! I'll kill you!"

"Funny, weren't you going to do that in the first place?" She just laughed at him , but was cut short when he lunged at her. she dodged just in time. "Hey now, I wasn't ready." He swung at her again but just couldn't hit her. His injured arm sure wasn't helping. She jumped back from every swing of his sword, when suddenly he stopped and shook a bit,before falling over. Once he did she noticed a knife was lodged in his back, most likely poisoned.

Leya began to look around frantically, one of the members was here. She paced around the middle of the room to see if she could hear anything. "I knew someone must have been here, why dont you stop cowering behind your spell and fight me face to face?" She stopped for a moment and then turned around suddenly to block the blade. She felt the pressure of the opponent trying to force her down. She kicked him back now being able to spot the distortion in the view. She then jumped and tried to lunge at him, but he blocked kicking her back.

"You fight well, for someone who cannot see their opponent." Lucien said as he walked circles around her, still invisible. She followed him by the sounds of his footsteps.

"And this coming from someone who lays clumsy traps. How fortunate." She heard a growl coming from the left side of her and once she went to attack she was suddenly thrown against one of the pillars in the room. She could feel his tight grip on her with the dagger pressed roughly against her neck.

"Don't you dare underestimate me, girl!" He tightened his grip making her gasp for air. He continued to tighten it until she was near a faint then he suddenly released her catching her limb but still concious body and chained her to the pillar. She landed on her knees and coughed a bit still gasping for air. "Now, start talking. What are you doing here?" He said, pointing the dagger at her.

"tch, wouldn't you like to know" She suddenly felt a cold hard slap across her face.

"Don't you dare toy with me, you wench. I wont hesitate to kill you." She looked up at him, still wincing from the pain and she just chuckled a bit.

"Then why haven't you killed me yet?" she challenged. He just knelt down in front of her, his cold hard eyes piercing through her soft intense gaze. Challenging each other in a game of no-blink. Leya looked at him sternly, not faltering. This intrigued him, usually people were afraid of the Dark Brotherhood, but this woman seemed unphased by that fact, or the fact that she was chained.

"I am curious... You don seem afraid at all." He looked at her curiously and she just smiled and looked away. "All of you Brotherhood members are the same. Nothing unpredicatable, nothing new. It's all the same, you all kill people. Nothing you do could break me. I've been tortured many times before."

"Is that right?" He said darkly."Then I suppose I could use a companion." Her ears perked at the word. "Excuse me?" She looked at him coldly. "Well, I don't feel in a killing mood right now, and I can't let you go, because you know of my hideout. So I guess you will stay here til I decided to "relieve" you of your duties."

"And just what duties are you talking about?" She looked at him angrily.

"Well, this place could use a case of feminine hands...and so could I." This made her nervous. She saw this evil smirk grow across his lips. "What is your name?" He looked at her getting closer and closer til he was just inches away from her face. She could smell the citrus still hinting in his breath from the orange.

"...My name is Leya.." He pulled away and sheathed his dagger.

"Very well, Leya. You will call me Master Lucien. You are to never leave this place, do you understand? And just as a precaution..." He leaned back down and cut her ankle making her wince. She looked down and she felt intense pain fill her body, as she watched her skin tear itself apart around both her ankles, and she saw a dark smoke rise from the wound and disolve into a barrier so she could not leave the fort. "If you so much as take one step out of this fort, you will lose both your feet, do you understand?"

She looked up at him with pain lingering in her eyes, she just nodded as she shook and bit her lip. "Good..." He then unlocked the chains and headed to his bed. Was this it for her, would she really be reduced as a slave to the Dark Brotherhood. She had to find a way out of this...she had to...somehow.