The Young Dovahkiin
I'm not the guy you would see just sitting back behind his dad while he went off to fight Demons, Monsters, Daedra, Vampires, heck even the Authorities. Why? Because I don't have one, simple as that. Sure someone raised me, me of course, and I'm getting along just fine. Yup alone in this world with no one to call a family or friend, I can lie and pretend all I want but I still don't have anyone... my name? Its not like it matters. No one knows it. But they do know my other name...Dovahkiin...
You don't believe me? Ha! Have you ever seen the famous Savior of Nirn? No? There's your answer! I barely talk to anyone... but I do finally know a few... it all began, when my head was almost cut off...
Well I really screwed it this time. wheres my bow? Damn, the Imperials must have it... and they put me in rags! The nerve of those idiots... I took a lot of time constructing that! It was real hard to find those books on Dwarven craft as well... making somewhat lighter armor of it was difficult but I somewhat managed it... I think... its not like I'm a master craftsmen! *sigh* where am I? who's this?
"Hey, boy. Your finally awake...You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that girl over there." I look over and I see a girl (obviously) a bit small, young, and angry! "Damn you Stormcloaks!" she says "If they Hadn't been looking for you, I would've gotten across the border just fine!" she looks over at me and I see these green eyes. "You there, you aren't with these guys right? Its these Stormcloaks the Empire wants." I didn't want to answer so I looked over to the soldier, "we're all brothers and sisters in binds now, girl." I heard the Imperial to shut up so I pretty much ignored everything until we got to... is that Helgen?
"a Nords last thoughts, should be of home." I heard, "this is my home" the girl and I both said, I looked over a small bit of me surprised, but I didn't socialize even back then. She was shocked though, staring wide eyed... "General Tullius Sir! The Headsmen is waiting!" my heart dropped...we are going to die... I'm not even 15 years of age yet... "good lets get this over with" I hardened my jaw when I heard that voice..."look at him, General Tullius the Military Governor. And it looks like the Thalmor are with him. Damn elves, I bet they had something to do with this." oh great even more people I loathe... I couldn't concentrate much from there but when we finally stopped I looked over and saw... the girl was scared... I could almost see a tear falling... "lets go, shouldn't keep the gods waiting for us." Ralof said. The girl whispered to me, "we weren't with them we shouldn't have to die!" I told her, "I know but were young, they will probably let us go." she seemed a bit calmer after that. "step towards the block when we call your name, one at a time!" the man Ralof I think said, "Empire loves their damn lists." yup he said it.
"Ulfric Stormcloak Jarl of Windhelm"
"Ralof of Riverwood"
"What are you two doing here?" "we weren't with them! We were both of us born here in Helgen!" I whispered to her "calm yourself your atracting attention."the Imperial said, "Captain, what should we do? There not on the list." I was feeling quite a bit scared at this moment my life is in an Imperials hands again. "forget the list, they go to the block"..."by your orders, Captain... go to the line prisoners." there was to much going on around me. I didnt want to think. I saw the first Stormcloak to die and then I was called up I was shaking a bit I moved forward and someone let go of my hand... it was the girl. I didn't even know her name. I won't know anything soon enough. I saw the axe... and...an...what? What is that?!
"Dragon!"