A/N I am not sure if I ran the spell check before I posted this last time but I double checked this time so Minus anything the need a capital that I am not aware of it should be good
Disclaimer: I don't own anything in the ElderScrolls series this is a Fanfic and should be viewed as such
A/N Both Character Tags are the same Character in this story. Hope you enjoy
I woke up as always to find Haskill pacing in my chambers.
"My Lord. It is time to get up." He said in his usual monotone voice.
As I look towards the window and seeing the light shine through I sigh
"Haskill, lest you forget I am a vampire Being up during the day is not a good idea."
"My Lord, you have duties that need attending."
"We've been over this how many times, The duties you speak of are being handled by my other self. You know the one I created out of my daedric personality as a stand in."
"Yes my lord." Haskill sighed "But do try and do something other then sleep it is not befitting of The Daedric Prince of Madness to do nothing but sleep and read."
"Fine, I give up I will go find something to do then." I said as I got up to get dressed
"Very good Sir." Haskill replied before vanishing
As he disappeared I stuck out my tongue and then muttering to myself got changed. As I got dressed I wonder what was going on in Tamriel. How long had it been since I set foot in Cyrodiil, what was it like now, had the Oblivion Gates been destroyed. How was the empire getting along now that the Septim line of emperors had ended, Where the Blades still around, and what of the guilds how were they fairing seeing as their leader up and disappeared.
As one of the Daedra I know it would be easy enough to find out but in order to use my powers I would have to absorb the clone I made and I could never do that seeing as I almost last myself to the powers I had to put in him once before.
I sighed. "I guess I will have to get Haskill to open a door to Tamriel if I want to see what is going on." That being said I thought I may want to get rid of my vamperism first, traveling as a vampire was always a pain and not one I wished to deal with again.
I raise my hand to summon forth the mana in me as I force a rather surprised Haskill to appear before me.
"My Lord Sheogorath, is there something you have need of?"
"Yes I wish to return to Tamriel for a time I need you to reopen the portal." I smirked at the dumbfounded look that crossed Haskill face before adding "Also Bring me my purge-blood salts I am curing my vamperism."
"Yes my Lord, right away"
An few hours later I stood mortal once more before the portal to a world I had not set foot since I first came gained the title of Daedric Prince of Madness. " Here goes nothing!" I yelled with a smile as I stepped into the portal wondering where I was going to wind up seeing as I told Haskill to surprise me, as well as ordering him to close the portal behind me, lest some poor fool venture in.
I felt a pull in my gut as I was sent from my plain of oblivion back to the world of my birth.
As I walked out of the portal I look around me to see where Haskill had sent me. I appear to be on a road of some sort, there also seems to be a fair amount of plants around and just to be safe I cast detect life to see if there was anything or anyone around that I needed to worry about having seen me. "Good nothing." I sighed, last thing I needed was having to explain a random nord appearing out of nowhere.
I looked up and down the road and decided to go left and see where it took me. As I start walking I hear a disturbance in the distance and start running towards the sound wondering what it was. As I got closer to the sound I start to see a group of men and women fighting some wearing a strange blue armor I had never seen and others wearing a type of metal and leather armor. There was one man however who stood out in a fur cape and quality leather clothing. As I was about to run over and see what was going on I felt a hard thud on the back of my head and blacked out.
When I woke up I was in a wagon with some of the men I had seen fighting as well and a man in ragged looking clothing as well as the man in the leather and fur cape, and for some reason he was the only one gagged
"Finally awake are you?" A voice to my left asked. I turned to see a Blond Nord looking at me." You have bad timing my friend to show up as we where getting ambushed. " He cracked a grim smile.
"Damn you Stormcloaks and you rebellion." The man in the ragges snapped. " if wasn't for you I would have stolen that horse and been half way to Hammerfell by now."
So that man is a thief and the rest of them are rebels known as Stormcloaks which means where ever I am there is a some sort of civil war going on I thought to myself. Well shit Haskill you couldn't send me somewhere where stuff wasn't going to oblivion in a hand basket. I am going to have a word with him when I get back.
"...cloak true High King of Skyrim!" I got pulled out of my thoughts as the Nord and the thief where talking. So we're in Skyrim then.
"Ulfric Stormcloak!?" The Thief said in a panic. " If they have you here what does that mean for us." He said as he started naming off the divines in hopes that one of them would save him. I chuckled to myself. You poor fool you are sitting in a cart with a Daedric Prince what divine in their right mind would help you.
"What's so funny?" The Nord asked cocking an eyebrow.
"Oh nothing just laughing at my own bad luck." I said with a smile.
The Nord smiled back and turned his head toward where the cart was heading. " I see we're arriving in Helgen." He said with a sigh . "And look there its the General kissing up to those damn elves. Talos damn that milk drinker."
I look up to see a Imperial talking to a couple of High elves wonder what the man had done to gain the ire of the Nord.
As I was pondering that thought I could feel the cart come to a stop. Looking around we appeared to be in a small clearing in the town with a large free standing tower and at its base a hooded man with holding an ax with a woman standing beside him wearing the robes of the priesthood.
"Off the cart prisoners, nice and slowly." Said a woman wearing a full set of what I could only guess at this point to be imperial heavy armor.
As we get off the cart a man holding a list starting calling of our names. First was the man in the furs
"Ulfric Stormcloak Jarl of Windhelm" Then came the Blond nord.
"Ralof of Riverwood" So that was his name.
"Lokir of Rorikstead." upon hearing his name the man in the ragges made a break for it causing the woman in the heavy armor to call for archers which then proceeded to kill the man.
"Next Prisoner!" She snapped as the as the mans body hit the ground now riddled with arrows
"Alright prisoner nice and easy' The man with the list said " who are you?"
Pausing for a moment I tried to remember my name knowing full well if I answered Sheogorath it would not end well.
"Well? Your name."
"James Bloodbane" I answered remember the name I was given at birth
"He's not on the list. Your orders Captain?"
"Forget the list he goes to the block"
"By your orders Captain. Sorry Prisoner you at least you'll die here in your homeland" The man with the list said with a weak smile.
I sigh knowing full well I could escape, but not sure if I wanted too, I walked towards the rest of the prisoners.
"Give them their last rights." The captain told the priestess.
As she started I lost interest until I heard her say 'Blessing of the eight Divine upon you.." Eight divine, what happened there are Nine divine I mean I was a Knight of the Nine I know this better then anyone, for Oblivion's sake I can call on Talos' blessing when I need too. What has happened in the time I was gone.
"Next the Nord in the Ragges!" The Captain call. Snapping me out of my thoughts just in time to hear what sounded like a roar.
"What in Oblivion was that." one of the Soldiers cried.
Good question, sounded interesting.
"I said next prisoner!"
"To the block prisoner." The man with the list said.
As I got to the chopping block the Captain kicked my legs out from under me and forced my head into place. As I say the headsman lift his I could see what looks strangely like a dragon fly down and land on the tower. Next thing I know the creature let out a massive roar and then all Oblivion broke loose and Ralof was calling over too me from a door way near by.
"Come on the Gods won't give us another chance!"
For Divines sake tell me something I don't know. Getting up I started running over to him taking notice of a level of destruction around me. In the back of my mind I could sense the mental state of the people around me. Fear, anger and desperation was rampant. Getting to the tower where Ralof was waiting I just ignored him and preceded to run up the stairs just in time to see the dragon blast a hole in the towers side. Seeing my chance I jumped though the hole and landed hard in a building on the other side.
"Damn that hurt." I said getting up with a groan then proceeded to a hole in the floor before hopping down to ground level.
"You Prisoner over here!" I turn to see the man with list from be for crouching beside the wall of burning house. "Quickly! Move!"
As I start running over the Dragon makes another sweep with its fire barely missing a child and an older man
"We need to move now! Prisoner Follow me. You" the soldier pointed at the man who almost got charred by the dragon." Get that child out of here!" Then he took off towards a wall with me close on his heels.
" Hey soldier whats your name?" I asked him as we made our way though the burning buildings and scattered bodies.
"I will tell you when we're not at risk of being burned alive!" He snapped as we ran through an archway towards a door to a large stone building. "Now get inside!"
After getting inside what appeared to be a barracks we stopped to catch our breath
"Ok that was a dragon, of that there is no doubt but what in the name of all that is holy is it doing hear?" The man wondered aloud.
"You going to tell me your name now?"
"We just say a dragon a creature known as the Bringers of the End Time and you want to know my name!?"
"Well yes I kind of need to know what to call you."
He stared at me in utter disbelief "Hadvar. My name is Hadvar and if I recall correctly yours is James."
"Yes it is." I said with a smile. "So what now?"
"First let me see if I can get those bindings off. After that there may be some armor and weapons laying about see if you can find something you can use." He said as he walked over to cut the rope binding my hands together.
Rubbing my wrist I looked around trying to find something to arm myself with. Finally I found a crude iron sword and some armor similar to what Hadvar was wearing and put it on. Giving my sword a few swings testing the weight and balance.
"You ready?" Hadvar ask from behind me.
"Swords a little unbalanced but besides that I'm good."
"Good because we need to move." He said heading for the hallway.
A/N Sorry for forgetting the Tags for the characters and world this takes place in however it has been fixed