A/N: Pretty short, but the other chapters will be longer, this just serves as in Intro.
It was a stormy night when Theron, a 16 year old geeky kid, got grounded by his strict and very Christian parents over summer vacation for owning a Playboy. However they did not know that Theron got a laptop from his friends Chugs. He whipped open the laptop and started playing Oblivion. Taking a swig of Dr. Pepper a bolt of lightning hits the house, Theron finds himself being sucked into his laptop. He appears in Bruma as his Imperial character.
"This is so fucking cool!" Theron gasped as he looked around. "I have to be dreaming.". He walked into the nearby inn, and saw the familiar faces. "Hey! Olav what's up?" Olav stared at him, studied his young face, and replied with a friendly tone.
"Oh, Theron! I'm fine, how about you?"
"I'm alright, just came for a drink and to say hello."
"Here, I'll give you a drink, for free. Just for you my friend."
"Thanks man."
Olav went behind the bar counter and picked up a bottle of Cheap Wine. Theron waited quietly, taking a bite out of the apple on the table. He started feeling woozy, and passed out.
He woke up in a strange house, vision blurred, stomach upset. A young girl with blonde hair and dressed in Imperial guard armor helped him up. Theron look at her and quietly asked, trying to hold back vomit. "Where.. Where am I?". The girl looked at him with a warm smile and spoke in a cheerful voice. "Why you're in the Imperial City." Theron looked in shock and threw up all over the floor and yelled. "H-how the hell did I end up here?"
"Well, you ate a poisonous apple, we poisoned it.. You fainted and we dragged you here."
"You fed me poison? What the fuck is wrong you?"
"Well we needed to bring you here, the Emperor wants to see you." Theron looked up, and muttered. "No way, why me?"
"He said something about his dreams, I dunno, you should see him for yourself."
Theron was about to reply when suddenly a barrel smashed through the floor. A gigantic man leaped out of the hole, he wasn't wearing regular armor, more like home-made so it could fit him. He yelled at the top of his lungs. "SORRY ABOUT THE MESS! ANY QUESTIONS?" Theron looked at the man before him, too frightened to move, he just replied "N-no." afraid his face would get smashed in.
"GOOD!" said the giant man as he crashed through the wall to go retrieve his barrel. The girl looked at Theron and sighed. "Sorry, that's Paul, big guy as you can see. But you never did learn my name did you? I'm Angie, how about you?"
"Theron. Uh, any other guys I should know about before they scare the shit out of me?"
"Yeah, follow me Theron, I'll show you around."