(3rd POV)

Drakar was sleeping. Not really for the rest of it but a cold iron sword deals wonders. It wasn't until the feeling of the cart jutted him awake. "Talos!" he shoots his head up and looks around and sizes everyone in the cart up. Blonde, Imperial, and… royal? Now he wasn't so mad at the imperials for putting him in the same cart with someone who has coin. "Hey you finally awake" he turned his head th face the blonde "You were trying to cross the border right? Walked right into an ambush. Same as us, and that thief over there." He was slightly distracted not really understanding what was going on, but thief got his attention and it didn't take long to notice that he wasn't the only one with sticky hands in the cart. "Damn you stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine till you came along. The empire nice and lazy." Drakar chose this time to interrupt with some choice words at the thief. "Don't ever say that you got caught because of a suspecting guard or a stumbling fool."

The thief stopped and silence. Drakar was a thief yes, but if someone lies about their abilities and blame it on others or general misfortune than they deserve the darkest pits of oblivion. He lost to many friends and family that way. The poor thief turned to the gagged royal "What's wrong with him huh?" The blonde got his turn to snap at him this time. "Watch your tongue that's Ulfric Stormcloak, The true High King!" instantly Drakar knew his primary mark was for this little trip. "Ulfric the Jarl of Windhelm?" "No he's the prince of the snow elves" Drakar stated annoyed by the pitiful man's flailing tongue, but he kept talking. "But if they capture you… Oh gods where are they taking us…" Drakar almost slapped him if it wasn't for blonde. "Were going to sovenggar or oblivion you moron!" The soldier soon snapped at them "Shut up back there!"

And another guard shouted "General Tullius sir the headsman is waiting!" "Good lets get this over with" While the pouting thief prayed the gods for protection and the blonde talking about how the fort they were in was his home Drakar was waiting for two things: The end of his life, or an escape.

Son once the cart pulled up and they were loaded off the wailing man took of in a sprint and Drakar was just sitting there wishing he could laugh or face palm. Soon it was his turn to come up "Who are you?" said the soldier 'he looked friendly enough and that captain wasn't to bad looking either' He thought "Drakar" was all he could say before the captain snapped forget it he goes to the block. 'Great maybe she knew me from a heist job' soon after a small prayer and a rude stormcloak it was time. He walked up and was pushed down onto the cold, bloodied stone and awaited the cold steal of the axe, but instead saw a beautiful myth turned into reality roar so loud he could feel it a mile away, but the roar he heard called to him. "DOVAHKIIN!"

Soon he while the destruction happened he sprinted for the exit and it almost seems like it was on his side but when he got picked up the the illusion ended pretty quick. Now a hundred something feet in the air he though of two things 'Did I loose by coming this far?' and 'OH DEAR TALOS LET ME DOWN' of course the dragon seems to rather occupied with its own thoughts.

(Alduins POV)

Now the faker is mine. I was never more satisfied with a kill than ever after finding the one who stole the dragon blood and never than less slaughtered many more of my kind. I had the greatest prize of all time and he was all mine. "Et zulik vos cavulx!" I finally won this war and these mortals will feel my wrath once again. "E-excuse me?" I looked down to see the bounded prey as he looked rather frightened "With all honesty I read up on you dragons and that you only take interest in challenging prey. So don't you want a challenge?" I felt my blood boil at that language as he only knew how to speak it, "No, you have killed enough of us in the past. You must pay in the most painful way possible..." I felt contempt with that answer as I always have. Every general she spoke to while growing up told he how evil the humans are. "Wait a bloody second!" I had to fight to let go of my talons as I heard the coward yell. "I don't want to hear that from you! Do you know how many you enslaved and killed?!" "You rebelled and killed many others. Think of it like... An eye for an eye" but that didn't get through since simple humans can't listen to reason "Who do you think we rebelled!? it was outlawed years ago! only races left under chains are argonians and they don't even complain!" I stopped for a second just to have cool air calm the blood that made me want to impale the fool. "How about we get back on the ground and we talk ok?" This fool really thinks I'm stupid huh? "Under one condition: You don't run. If you do I'll roast you alive close or far away if I have to." I look down to see the human to see a nod "good."

I touched down and left him to fall in the snow. "Ow. Could have had a warning..." 'Braces yourself" I said far to late. The human got up dusted the snow off and sat down "Very funny. Now can I talk to you about how us humans were enslaved, killed, and were subjected to genocide?" now he's bluffing. We enslave the weak and killed those who won't bend their knee. but never have we tortured or killed them by mass. "You're bluffing." "Am I? It's inscribed in personal journals, halls of draugr, and even depicted in imperial history. I could show you right now, but I need my bindings cut." That made her think. Why need free hands for something like this? "why?" "Because if I can find a crypt, go in, and get you a slab or book I can prove it" She thought for a second and a idea came up. "I know a crypt not far from here and you can find a tablet there" "Alright lets go get it" This poor thief is gonna get himself killed.

(3rd POV)

After and hour of talking, arguing, and agreement Drakar could ride on her back as long as he didn't touch any scars, wounds, or a certain point on her tail (The last one he still wonders why) as he rode to a place know as Bleak Falls Barrow. A crypt known for being close to a village called Riverwood. He watched trees and mountains go by in seconds and he leaned down to the dragon calmly flying "Is this what you see every day?!" he said shouting over the sound of rushing wind. "Yes I flown like this for years and it's still entertaining" "Always got to use formal words around me? You already look up to me now?" he said mockingly, but instantly snapped back as he heard her growling. "Sorry. It's amazing up hear though. Also that talk of 'Dova' what does it mean?" It means you have a form of relative blood to dragons. The god had made the mistake and so has my brother paarthurnax in aiding your kind" "Seems more like they knew what's going on to me..." she let a small growl, but soon saw the Barrow. "There. I'll take out the bandits on the outside and you grab what you need and go in" he just nodded and jumped off after her burning rampage. Getting lucky with hide armor and a iron sword she looked at him oddly. "Why not iron armor or a heavy weapon. You nords do nice carrying knives that are bigger than you..." Drakar sighed "I'll tell you when I'm done..." she watched him walk inside the Borrow.

As soon as he left she laughed and flew to the other side of the mountain where the exit is. 'Just to make sure' she thought.

(Inside Bleak Falls Barrow)

"Amateurs" Drakar wispered as he glided past so quick none could even pick up his scent. The thief soon came across a tomb in which a bandit was about to pull a lever. He shot him in the back just to be safe, but as his body fell it hit the switch and darts and arrows pelted his body to the point it was more relative to a pin cushion Drakar soon saw the simple puzzle in front of him and just looked at the bandit. "If you were really gonna pull that lever before you even think of solving this than you were dead already." After solving the puzzle and blowing through some skeever he heard screaming "Help HELP!" Drakar moved to a rather thick clump of webs and cut through it, but didn't expect a giant spider to apart of the deal. " damn things have to many eyes..." He moved around it and jumped on its back. It bucked slightly in reaction, but didn't stand a chance against his sword plunging into its eyes. It let out only a noise that he can only describe as a squeak before raming his sword into it's abdominal. "Hey you let me out!" Drakar looked at him and just smiled "And let a perfect golden claw run away. I'd rather grab it now than from a draugr" "No NO NOO!" He screamed as he plunged his sword into his neck. "Sorry pal, but the better thief wins"

Drakar continued around the Barrow running into a the small hoard of draugr every now and again until he found at strange door. "Huh. Can't be picked or broke open, but that key hole..." he took out the gold talon and compared it to the door. 'Interesting lock you got Alduin' He flipped the symbols to the matching claw and he pressed it in. 'I wonder if I was expecting a "tada" and a woman, but just more ruin..." he walked through and saw a strange wall in the middle of the crypt. 'Is there goodies afoot?' he thought as it was strange to put just a burial mound behind a impossible door. He wasn't into grave robbing, but after what he went through he was ready to take anything and everything.

He walked around feeling watched by something. Soon he found a nice little chest and opened it and wasn't to impressed, but not disappointed. It showed what seemed to be and enchanted hide shield for destruction magic resistance, some gold, and jewels. "Not bad. Could be better, but I'll take it." Soon though when he looked to his right a word on the wall called to him almost whispering knowledge to him directly, but when he got close he felt it grow on him and teaching its self to him."Fus" was all he could mutter before hearing a coffin pop from behind him and a mean looking draugr popped out. "Nice axe you got there" he said as he swiped it from him. The draugr threw its self into the darkness, but Drakar watched from the light. "Should be called master of stealth. Even draugr can't see me" He walked out as if nothing happened."

(Front of Bleak Falls Barrow)

Drakar walked out with his loot in hand but looked around to see no massive black dragon. "If she thought I died than she must really be delusional." Drakkar started to walk to Riverwood to see what he can pawn off and what he can stock up on for a trip to the Riften thieves guild.

(Secret entrance of the Barrow)

"Must have been slaughter for him down there!" She laughed in her tough, but she felt a little sorry for him, but that guilt was erased by more laughter as she flew off. "Time to establish my army again." She said with and evil grin and completely unaware of the truth in which Drakar was going to speak of to her of the dragons and humans.

(Hey guys I'm just gonna be strait with y'all and say that this is my first time doing this. I'm kinda new so just please don't go ham and roast right of the bat I just want to do this for fun and am in no way trying to pick fights or break major story plots *Only the minor ones* So...enjoy what I come up with)

(You're still here? Wow... If you're still reading I'm just gonna be a sell out and say favorite this and post a review so I can put an idea or two into my story with out breaking the main quest line or major side quests.)