THE RED WITCH
Authors note, this is my first fanfic so keep that in mind when reviewing, this fan fiction takes place after the events of Oblivion and before The events of Skyrim. The MA rating is currently for language, violence and minor sexual themes, also I do not want my story to be restricted by rating in the future.
Out of it, vegetable like, zoned out, zombielike, blacked out, all of those describe what happened to me. This had happened once before, Five years ago when my parents had died, I had just… zoned out. The priest had said that is was my way of coping. It properly wasn't the best way, hell, I didn't remember any thing about the week after they had died, but after that I was fine I didn't cry I didn't mope around. After my week of unconscious I was fine. This time was different this time I was still in shock, there wasn't supposed to have been a guard there. I had watched the store for days and at exactly 12:05 the guard would make has rounds of the square. He was away from the shop for 5 minuets. Long enough for me to pick the lock run in grab some gems and jewelry and get the hell out of there. But something went wrong I had picked the lock on the door in record speed, it did take me a little longer than usual to pop the lock on the display case I still must have had three minuets left. But Nocturne must have been angry at me for right as I pocketed the first diamond a armored hand had grabbed me by the hair and drug me to the castle.
My trial had been swift, I had no defense, my pocket still contained the diamond. Five years, five fucking years of my life for something that wasn't suppose to happen, I was sixteen I couldn't just waist my life like this sitting in some imperial prison. I had to get out. I sat straight up, that was it, I had to get out.