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Chapter one

The Hero of Kvatch's tire

I stood in the Arena letting loose a roar as the people of the Imperial City cheered my name. I raised my bloody sword as they chanted over and over.

"Shadowstep Shadowstep Shadowstep."

"People of the Imperial City I give you your Grand Champion! Warrior leave the arena and rest you deserve it."

I turned walking out. I put the sword back into its sheath as I walked down.

"Yeah I deserve a rest." I thought "I've been doing these battles just to get some minor action out there. Bandits and the like prove no challenge. The gates to Oblivion are shut now making it hard to get any action around. This was getting old."

I went to the Spring of Rejuvenation and cleaned off the blood from my hands. I shook my head knowing that the poor Champion's mother is probably cursing my name right now. At least no one knows my true name is Bloodrayn except for a few.

I walked out and went to Ysabel Andronicus. She looked at me from her chair.

"Well looks like you survived that match well Grand Champion."

"Yeah just like always. It really doesn't matter sent none of them get past my blade. Even with all the stuff they do out there."

She nodded then handed me a good five hundred gold coins. Not a bad amount but it's not like I spend it.

"You alright Shadowstep?"

I sighed then went over to the dummy and began punching it "I'm just a little bit tired. I mean I've beaten the Daedic in the Oblivion and haven't really anything to show for it."

"You're a hero and a warrior." She said "What else does it matter? Especially when you work with the blades as an honorary member once and a while."

"When Jaffrey wants me near the Cloud Temple. To be honest I haven't seen them in a good six months sent I helped to destroy the last gate and destroyed that cult off completely with them."

I hit the bag harder than I thought nearly knocking it off. I stopped it and sighed shaking my head.

"I'm going to head to the feed bag. Care to come."

She shook her head "No I'm going to stay right here where I am."

I nodded then walked off heading out of the Bloodworks. I went toward the feed bag all my stuff here. Various potions and spells. Enhanced weaponry and a few repair hammers and lockpicks. I wore the Dark Brotherhood's armor and hood over myself so I wouldn't attract attention this late at night.

I nodded to a few soldiers as they passed by me greeting them slightly. I eventually reached the feed bag. I sat down and paid for some ale taking a drink of it from a tankard. I heard people talking about me and the dead emperor. I sighed that man was the greatest warrior and Emperor we could have ever asked for.

I shook my head taking another drink of ale. A woman sat down beside me.

"Well looks like you finally crawled out of the Arena Khajiit. We were wondering what had happened when you never bothered to return to the Sanctuary."

I sighed "The Dark Brotherhood has no contract worth my time."

"We may not but we are unsure if you are willing to kill due to your age."

I growled immediately making her move back frightened slightly. I took another drink.

"Fine who is it you need me to kill?"

"An elderly hermit who sits in a cabin just beyond the waterfront of the Imperial city."

I sighed "No special comments or accidents that have to happen?"

"Only that you speak to him first and tell him what you're about to do. Also that you use this dagger. You will be paid by the person that sent the contract out."

She handed me a sheath. I tied it around my belt.

"It will be done."

"We await you brother."

She walked out of the Feed Bag. I took one last drink of the ale draining it. I took a potion to make sure I would be sharp and walked out of the place. I moved along the shadows until I reached the waterfront. I leaped into the water and swam across the shore to a small cabin with a dock.

"Hope this is good pay."

I climbed up onto the docks and walked to the door. I went to wave my hand when it opened slightly. I pushed it open and saw an old man sitting in front of the fire looking at it shaking his head slightly.

I walked up to him drawing the blade.

"Hello there Shadowstep."

I scowled slightly "The Dark Brotherhood is the one to seal your doom. Your life will end by our hand here tonight."

He walked over and grabbed a bag. He tossed it to me.

"Here is your pay assassin. Just like I said. When you came to do your job you would be paid in full for completing it."

I stood up confused "You paid for your own death?"

"Yes does that seem so strange to you?"

"A little actually." Why would he want to kill himself?

He walked up "I watched you in the Arena these past few days when I came into the Imperial City. I could see that you were bored without all this adventure."

I sheathed it and pulled off the hood letting him see my face "Yeah to be honest I've not had any fun for a long time around here. I'm a great Spellcaster, Smith of armor and weaponry, Alchemist, Thief, Assassin, Blade, Fighter."

Sigh "All the fun sort of left when I mastered all these things. I only stick in the Arena because I can stay sharp and sleep for free as well as take my fallen opponents weapons. No one really sees me outside anymore except once and a while."

I sat in front of the fire shaking my head "Eventually they'll kill me. I may just let them do it so I don't have to live with all this boredom."

He sat down beside me "Well your luck has changed for the better my friend. You see I am an outcast among the mages. Laughed at because I believed in other worlds."

I turned to him "What do you mean?"

"Well I believe that there will in fact be a time that needs a hero like the mighty Hero of all of Cyrodiil. We have no need for you and should a time come I believe another noble warrior will arise to take your place."

I looked at him then the dagger "But your death?"

"A necessary piece for the spell to be completely. You see I know I'll die at one in the morning. You must kill me at midnight and I am ready. A vortex will pull you in allowing to travel to another world. If you wish to return just do the same with the dagger. But I doubt you will desire to ever return."

I looked at the clock "One minute to midnight."

He smiled "That money will serve you well in the world you're going to head too."

I nodded putting it into my sack and watched the old man lay down on the bed smiling "When the twelfth dong comes drive the dagger right into my heart."

I nodded walking up to him drawing the dagger. The clock bonged one. I stood beside again.. Bong…I breathed in raising the dagger…. Bong….I watched him close his eyes waiting.

Bong.

I looked down at him "Thank you."

Bong.

He smiled "Don't mention it noble hero. You have done much for this world."

Bong.

I watched as he closed his eyes and smiled.

Bong.

I heard a banging which immediately made my raise my hand toward it. A light came out sealing the door.

"Open this door!" A guard shouted "By order of the Grand-Mage!"

I looked at the clock as it struck twelve. I plunged the dagger in releasing it as the old man smiled.

I looked at him then smiled "I will never forget you and what you did for me."

I felt myself starting to get pulled as the door was knocked down and three mages rushed in. I saluted them then grabbed the dagger immediately being sucked off somewhere new.