A prisoner caravan wandered through the dense forest toward an unknown destination. Our story will focus on one of the prisoners in the last wagon knocked-out siting right side of the wagon, right behind the guard driving the wagon. The prisoner groggily woke up from hit he took, looking to the left and the right to analyze the situation he managed to get himself into. "Hey, you. Your finally awake." The prisoner across from our prisoner said to him. " You were trying to cross the broader, right? Walked right into that imperabots ambush, same as us and that thief over there."

"Damn, you Stormcons Skyrim was fine till you came along. The Empire was nice and lazy." Said the thief next to the Stormcon. "IF they hadn't been looking for you I could of stolen that horse and been halfway to Hammerfell." The thief notices him and says, "You there, you and me we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcons the Empire wants." "We're all Brothers and sisters in binds now, thief." came the sarcastic reply from the Stormcon next to the Thief. "Shut up back there." floated back from the guard driving the wagon. The thief turned his attention to the prisoner across from him who was more finely dressed then the rest of the prisoners. "What's wrong with him?"

The reply was "watch your tongue! Your Speaking to Megatron Stormcon, the true high king!" "Megatron the Jarl of Kaon? Your the leader of the rebellion. But if they've captured you... oh gods! Where are they taking us?" The solemn reply was "I don't know where we're going. But Sovngarde awaits." The thief was panicking "no this can't be happening! This isn't happening!" the Stormcon turned to the thief and asked "hey what village are you from, horse thief?" The thief replied "why do you care?" "A nord's last thoughts should be of home." "Rorikstead. I'm... I'm from Rorikstead." "General Tullius," called the guard "the headsman is waiting."

The man identified as Tullius said back "good, let's get this over with." "Azura, Mara," the thief was listing divines "Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh, divines please help me." The stormcon spits out "look at him General Tullius, the military governor, and it looks like the Thalmor with him. Damn elves. I bet they had something to do with this." A pause, till the Stormcon blurts out "this is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here, I wonder if Vilard is still making that mead with juniper berries mix in. Funny, when I a boy Imperabot walls and towers used to make me feel so safe." Our hero hears from behind him "who are they, daddy? Where are they going?" The father says "you need to go inside little cub." "Why? I want to watch the soldiers." "Inside the house, now."

"Yes, Papa." The thief asks "why are we stopping?" "Why do you think? End of the line." Retorts the stormcon."Move it!" Came the command. "Let's go shouldn't keep the guards waiting." All the prisoners got off of the wagons. "NO, wait" Exclaimed the thief "we're not rebelles." "Face your death with some courage, thief." Came the dry remark from behind our hero. the thief ignored the Stormcon and and said "you've got to tell them, we weren't with you. This is a mistake!" "Step toward the block when we call your name. One at a time." commanded the Imperabot captain. The Stormcon sighed and said "the Empire loves their damn lists."

The man with the list called "Megatron Stormcon, Jarl of Kaon." "It's been an honour, Jarl Megatron." "Raloff of Riverwood." Now it was just our hero and the horse thief. the man with the list called "Lokir of Rorikstead" The thief shout "NO, I'm not a rebel. You can't do this!" The thief sprints to what he believe is freedom. "Halt!" yells the captain. "Your not going to kill me!" Called back the thief. "Archers!" the the thief fell over dead. "Anyone else feel like running?" the man with the list said "wait, you there step forward." Our hero stepped toward the captain and the man with the list, he asked "who are you?" Our hero opened his mouth and said "I am Orion Pax" The man with the list said " you've picked a bad time to come home to Skyrim, kinsmen." he turns to his captain and says "what should we do captain? he's not on the list." The captain replies " forget the list. He goes to the block." "by your orders, captain. I"m sorry, at least you'll die here in your homeland, follow the captain, Orion Pax."

Orion follows the captain toward the block and stops in line with the Stormcons. General Tullius said "Megatron Stormcon, some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero use a power like the voice to murder his king, and usurp his throne." Megatron grunts. "You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos. And now the Empire is going to put you down and restore the peace." There is a roar in the distance. One of the guards asks " what was that?" "it's nothing carry on." Yes, General Tullius, give them their last rights." Said the captain, the priest starts "as we commend your souls to aetherius. Blessings of the eight divines upon..." "for the love of Talos, shut up and let get this over with." Said a random Stormcon. "As you wish."

Replies the priest."Come on, I haven't got all morning." taunts the Stormcon. The captain pushes the Stormcon to his knees, and then steps on his back to push his head to the block. "My ancestors are smiling at me, Imperabots. Can you say the same?" his head was then chopped off. The captain uses her foot to knock over the headless body. "You Imperabot bastards!" yelled another Stormcon. One of the guards called "justice!" Another guard calls "death to the Stormcons." The Stormcon from your wagon says "as fearless in death, as he was in life." The captain calls "next the nord in the rags!" The roar that sounded before seems a lot closer than it was before. The man that had the list says "there it is again, did you hear that?"

The captain says "I said next prisoner." The man turns to Orion and says "to the block, Orion. Nice and easy." Orion gulps and walks towards the block, and then faces the man. Orion feels the captain's hand on his back as he's forced to his knees, he then feels her foot on his back and is forced on to the block. His head is turned toward his impending doom, the axe is raised high and the last though going through his mind is "scrap."

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Author's note: wow, that's alot of words... probably the most I've written for one chapter. Anywho I do not own Transformers or The Elder Scrolls 5 Skyrim, the Lore man for Skyrim was my brother, who don't have a profile yet. Anyway... Rate and Review! -amytheninja