Never in my whole life as the Dragonborn had I expected this. I may have conquered my destiny but I have never expected for the divines to play such a cruel fate such as this. You may be wondering what I am talking about so let me start from the very beginning.

~4 days ago~

I was merely relaxing in my home in Whiterun, Breezehome when suddenly someone started knocking at my door. I was reluctant at leaving my bed, and thankfully Lydia was there, she's my housecarl. I graciously collapsed back onto my bed but kept an open ear to hear their conversation.

"May I ask who you are?" Lydia asked whoever knocked and from the tone, she was using, she thinks the man is an instant threat. I heard fumbling of clothing and a gulp. I smirked knowing that the person must be scared to the bone.

"I am a student from the mage college back in winterhold, and I would like to speak with the Dragonborn" he was lucky that he found his voice easily if he didn't Lydia would've slammed the door right at his face. It is the early morning, I can tell since there was little to no light yet from looking out the window. I turned my body to the left slightly sad that there is no one beside me...not like there will be anyway.

I sat up looking by my desk that was right in front of me, and my attention got caught the amulet of mara. It's sad that I got the amulet but never really did found someone that seems right for me. Well there was Vilkas and Farkas, they did show interest in me but they probably thought that I should find someone better since they said no to me what I asked. Sighing I started thinking about the men, even women that were interested in marriage with me. There was Mjoll, tough woman with a great heart but she was dedicated to eradicating the thieves guild and I am the Guild Master but she doesn't know that so that is a no. Then there was Onmund talented mage but he can be quite, um, weird? Then there was Marcurio, he is pretty arrogant I must say but reliable enough in a fight, I just hate his remarks on how he is stronger than me. I would be very honest but I think my top villains would be better choices...

I got up when Lydia called down for me- ah right! Lydia was another option and she vaguely showed her interest but with how she protects me whenever I ask her to assist me, it's clearly obvious that she is indeed interested. Enough about my stupid none existent love-life, time to get business done. I equipped onto my divine huntress armor, one that I learned from a deceased huntress of the night, and went downstairs. The first thing that got my attention was how the student was looking at me. If I was allowed to kill him I would've by now, since I do not allow anyone to look at me like that. I cleared my throat finally gaining his attention.

"Lydia let me handle this from now on" Lydia nodded her head and went back down to the basement where her room is. Once I heard her door shut I went outside closing the front door as quietly as I could. I looked back at the student and crossed my arms in front of me.

"now what would you need me for?" I tried to sound as threatening as I could but I guess he took it the wrong way and he got this smug look on his face. He brought his hand on his chin as he examined me top to bottom.

He clicked his tongue "not bad...I was expecting a more...bulkier woman, and slightly older looking, but this...this is quite something" like an animal in heat he licked his tongue and gradually grew closer to me. I smiled at him, then as fast as lightning spells could land on their opponent, I slammed the man on the wall behind him with a dagger on his throat. His eyes grew big after witnessing the change of events.

"Listen here, whelp, I do not appreciate the look you are giving me and If you are indeed a student from the college I suggest you give more respect to me than right now for I am the Arch-Mage there" I hissed at him. The last information made his eyes widen in shock. Huh, judging from his look I guess he wasn't informed before hand. He quickly held up both of his hands.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know, I swear to the divines I never knew!" He frets over his life like he should. But never did I imagine that the college forgot to mention something important to the new students. I may need to give them a visit again, not just for that but to check on how things are in the area.

I took the dagger away from his throat and sheathed it back into place on my back. I may be threatening him now but I am not a killer and not in a place where the guards can easily spot the body. Speaking of guards, one was already looking at us suspiciously. I nodded my head at him and he went back to his duty. Guards in Whiterun are serious enough, it's the guards in Solitude that usually gets on my nerves. They are literally everywhere!

I crossed my arms once again while the pitiful choice of a student the college has allowed in relaxed. "Now tell me, why did you come to my home for? In the middle of the night no less" my anger was clearly showing just from my body language. Gulping the student fumbled through his pockets and he held out a letter. Frowning I took the letter from his grasp and opened it.

Dear Arch-Mage,

Your assistance is required in the College as soon as possible, a strange object had landed east of the area and is producing a significant amount of power that is unknown to us.

Tolfdir

The words 'significant amount of power' from the letter had me interested but when it was mentioned that it is unknown, then it may cause trouble to the college. Sighing I understood what I must do and it appears I won't be receiving anymore sleep as it is. I looked back at the student, "alright tell Tolfdir I will be there as soon as possible but for now go back to the college and there you will wait for your punishment". His eyes grew wide with fear, alright I may have said punishment but what I meant is training with me which usually gets ugly. He nodded his head and quickly rushed towards the gates of Whiterun.

Right after he left I went back to my house and started packing up only the necessary stuff however, so that it will not way me down as much. I continued wearing my divine huntress armor since it is considered as light armor and I specialize mostly in light armor. Then I took my nightingale blade to use for my journey and also it is my favorite sword at the most, elegant but deadly. Then I took Mehrunes razor, a deadly dagger, beautiful very beautiful I mostly use it whenever I go do my assassinations. Ah yes, I am as well an assassin, and a thief- not really a hero now aren't I? But true to my actual duty, I DO protect the people only if the time is right and is needed. Though most would think I'm only doing this to gain fame and wealth, but their opinions does not matter to me. My actions will speak for me, and if they see it as a negative thing then it shall be a negative thing...for them.

Once I got my pack ready, also known as a few ultimate health potions and magicka potions, stamina potions aren't that useful for me unless I'm running away from guards...I'll bring a few just in case. Food of course and some mead, yes I want mead but I don't drink it often. Then an extra pair of armor light armor as well, I have a feeling this will be very useful. Keys always, and then money...I'm quite rich since I do some, well, 'dirty' work most of the time, so I'll bring 5000 septims. I was about to leave my bedroom when the Amulet of Mara gleamed in the slight dark room. I want to leave it, but I can just feel Mara telling me to take it. Now wanting to anger a divine I took it as well, but I didn't wear it. I wrote a notice to Lydia that I will be heading off and hopefully she won't mind that I didn't tell her straight at her face. I left the note by the dining table desk and went out. Hopefully if my plan goes smoothly I can finish this trip in 4 days.

I went out the gates and I was greeted by Shadowmere who appeared from the shadows. The horse is very strong indeed never found a better horse than him... Aside from Blaze, the fire horse might be getting restless back in her realm by now. I snickered at the thought, Blaze always was a fierce horse exploding every time she dies nearly killing me as well... Alright back to business.

I stroked Shadowmere's mane, and the memory of Astrid first telling me to greet the stallion appeared in my mind. Oh how I miss the others. Babette and Nazir and Cicero may be alive but the others weren't so lucky. I shook my head to keep my mind off of them for I cannot do anything if I remise in the past. I mounted the stallion "well boy, this might be a long ride, you up to go to Winterhold?" From the way he neighed I knew he didn't want to but he has no choice anyway, night mother would just bring him back for me to use. I gently stroked his mane to show my sympathy for he will be carrying me most of the time, then we were off.

~Winterhold 9 hours later~

Aside from a few bears, saber cats and wolves, Shadowmere and I were able to get to Winterhold relatively quick. I started to make Shadowmere do a trot instead since I might alarm the residents and that is the last thing the both of us need. I dismounted him and gave him his favorite treat, apples he clearly adores the fruit since in the void there is nothing like that.

I left him to stay at the inn there and I convinced the inn owner to watch over him for a while. He wasn't amused but neither was Shadowmere. Instead of staying the horse decided to go back to the void for the mean time. Scaring the inn owner shitless, I rushed away before real trouble can occur. By the start, if the bridge leading to the college I was greeted by Tolfdir along with the ugh the pitiful mage student, who was cowering behind the teacher.

"Ah! Dragonborn you finally arrived! I was expecting you-"

"Ah yes as you said in the letter, but I'm afraid the student needs a punishment later for his...comments to me, anywho lead me to the essence you found" I cut him off for I want to see what I came here for. He nodded his head dismissing the pupil who returned to the college eagerly. Tolfdir led me behind the college bridge pointing at a shining crystal like case by the river. Strange usually the black horse reporters would have made a notice about this.

The moment we got closer, I felt a surge of power coming from it. Never have I felt something like this. I motioned Tolfdir to stay close by since I know when power is dangerous and this one clearly is one. I examined the crystal-like nearly ice case and I noticed that there was something inside. I told Tolfdir to go to the other side and prepare a flame spell. I as well prepared a flame spell to see if we cab melts it. Slowly but surely I got nearer already casting the flame spell. Thankfully though the case is indeed melting slowly but its working.

After what felt like an eternity ( 1 hour) and constant rests to recharge my magic, I didn't want to use my potions. The ice finally melted revealing a handsome man, tall and he...was not wearing anything... I slapped a hang over my eyes and gestured Tolfdir to get some clothes for the man that we found. The old man snickered at me and told me to keep the man warm while he gets clothes from the college. I obediently obeyed since he was still my master even though I am the Arch-mage. I kept the ice heated careful not to burn the man. The flesh of the man was slightly pale but as time passed the flesh became slightly pinkish.

'Ah, he's finally thawing pit I see...I guess a little bit more and I cab rest' I thought to myself as I patiently wait for Tolfdir to come back. However, my whole body froze at the words he muttered that seems to be in a different language. I clearly know those words since I have received lessons from Paarthanux.

"Dovahkiin...fen...dir..." Those words were in dragon language no doubt. But those words...were only uttered by...no it cant be I killed him in Sovangarde! This man-!

"Dragonborn! I brought clothes hopefully you kept the man warm!" It was Tolfdir, and his words reminded me of my current position. I looked back at the man as fast as I can and noticed that his skin was paling again. I cast the flame spell again carefully though. Relief washed over me when the skin became pinkish again. Tolfdir laughed at me when he figured out what happened.

"Forgot about your task, aye?" I muttered shut up at him for saying that, it only made him laugh harder. I allowed him to put the clothes on the man well it was more like robes but whatever.

"I daresay the man seems to be a Breton, but his skin is like redguard, what race do you think the man is?" Those questions again. I swear almost everyone that lives in Skyrim judges people by their race. But this is Tolfdir so he might be asking me so that I can answer his questions. I shook my head at him.

"You clearly remember that I do not like talking about races so I will not mention any until I know WHO this man is" I strictly told him, who hummed in amusement. Old man sometimes creeps me out. He told me to conjure a deadra to help us carry the man to the college to be further healed. I honestly don't like summoning those things but with the situation in hand we would need the help. So I did and thankfully I received a deadra I can tell wont question the orders I will be giving. I instructed that he carried the unknown(?) man carefully and to follow us. The deadra raised an eyebrow but did as told, then we rushed, summons have a limited amount of time after all. Deadras only last 3 whole minutes so we ran. Luckily before the time ended Onmund came out to help and caught the man before the deadra disappeared.

Once we got him in and on a bed while Colette started to heal him for whatever injuries he may have. I would've done the healing myself but casting the flame spells took a toll on my hand and magic. For now I wait for Colette's words, whether he was fine or not and I was hoping for the latter. Thankfully after she finished, she proclaimed that he had no injuries but needed rest. The words he had muttered clearly shook me to the very bone, so before she left I told her that no one is allowed in the room at any circumstance. Black wings that resemble the night, eyes as red and shiny as rubies, and power greater than the great mountains themselves. I may have defeated him in Sovangarde but I can tell that this man is connected to it. At worst he might be the one I defeated but I can't really say...I just have to wait and see for myself, I will ask as many questions for my liking and nothing will stop me.

~2 days later~

The man was still asleep J'zargo changes his clothes for me, but he says that the power the man was releasing was getting stronger and restless as if it wanted to get out and ravage whatever it was in it's path. So now I'm the one changing the clothes since I can take on the aura he was releasing. It was not bad, but for 'lower' or 'weaker' people it is quite something. Not like I view myself as a powerful person, at some degree I am but not always. I quickly changed him and closed my eyes at the unnecessary view.

Right after he was changed I was about to get some food, one plate for me and one for him. Just in case he wakes up of course. Tolfdir would usually help me out preparing the food but he had to go somewhere today so I'm on my own- oh the others? Back in their studies, I can't have them neglecting those now can I? I know a decent amount of knowledge in cooking and I don't know much if I learned any in my childhood so I cannot judge that. Right when I woke up in Helgen, I never really remember what happened to me. When I was walking back to the room the strange man was in, I heard yelling and it was J'zargo. I starting walking faster.

"J'zargo wants you to stop! You might get hurt!- Oh, Arch-mage! Perfect timing J'zargo is having a hard time handling the strange man!" the cat was panicking it was obvious and frustrated. He knows that if he uses force he will get in trouble. When I entered the room the man was thrashing in the bed and J'zargo had to sit on top of the man to prevent as much damage as possible, the chair I was sitting on was broken as well. I placed the food on top of an undamaged desk as fast as I can without spilling and touched the man. Now he had a fever, he might be hallucinating as well from the way he was acting.

"You're alright, no one is coming to get you, but you need to calm down. We're here, I'm here, no one will hurt you so please relax" I said in a relaxed voice, I was surprised to myself that I was able to muster such a calm voice. The man briefly looked at me and then J'zargo as if thinking who to trust, and thankfully he trusted me and relaxed. I sighed in relief and dismissed J'zargo but without after making sure he is healed.

I sat down by the bedside and there he looked at me in a daze as if he was still trying to fix his pupils to see me. Ok that may be the case, he did just wake up after all and it was not a pretty wake up call. The past two days I was talking to him even though he wasn't responding but I bet he heard me because he relaxed when he heard me talk again. He was mouthing something but I couldn't clearly catch it.

"Dovahkiin...los...daar...hi?" my whole body froze once more. I was sure that he spoke that in...no, no it can't be! I have to make sure though. So I asked the most sensible question yet.

"Alduin, is that you?" call me a hoax, a crazy woman but I know only a few dragons that would speak to me in such language without attacking directly.

"geh" was his reply. My eyes widened a significant amount I presume because his eyebrows arched. Then his eyebrows raised as well after realizing how his face contracted. He was about to get up but I cast a calm spell on him to lull him back to sleep. Before his consciousness fated I saw a look of hate on his face. After the revelation, I retired on the floor leaning against the bed. My head was jumbled up and the only thing that came up in my mind were questions. Such as how, when, what did I do to deserve this, and why? The biggest question of them all, why?

I bet this is the work of Akatosh, the father of this arrogant and selfish god of destruction. There is no other divine that would do this to him or me! But I killed Alduin! No...I never did actually absorb his soul, to me it looked like as if it went back somewhere. Even if the soul went back to Akatosh that does not give him the right to incarnate Alduin into a man and toss him back to the mortal world and expect me or anyone in Tamriel to accept him! Wait he can because he is damn bloody divine that created nirn and all that I know! But why? Why me? Did I do something to the divine to deserve such a fate? Of all the people he decided to uncover his first born son, why does it have to be the enemy? Funny in all of the books I have read, there was one book that tells a story of a hero falling in love with his enemy. In the end, they died together holding each other, bittersweet right? This must be a work of Sanguine and Sheorogoath as well, those two deadra princes love to make my life crazy and hectic.

I groaned inwardly showing my displeasure as much as I could. But I would admit that Alduin does look very nice, but he may have the same attitude for he does have the same soul just trapped in a human body...I wonder how he will react to that fact. I may be a human, but like Paarthanux says I have the dragon blood in my veins so I always wanted to feel how it is like to be able to fly freely like any dragon would. Their graceful dances through the wind always did intrigue me, how did it feel like touching the clouds? Did it dissolve when touched? What type of feeling do the dragons get when they are able to unfurl those gigantic wings? Knowing that moaning and groaning and delving deeper in my new found misery would do no good, I woke up Alduin once again. Luckily enough the spell ran it's course so there was nothing stopping him from waking up now. The moment those eyes of his opened, fury erupted inside those golden eyes. Golden? I guess the color changes when he became human.

"los daar tahrovin?!" he screeched in the ancient language. Of course, he is the only one with the mind to use the language in a public space such as this.

"speak in our language! I cannot allow you to speak the ancient language without people knowing you are! You will be in terrible danger if you do!" I don't know what came over me but I didn't want him to die right now. Alduin snorted at me before sitting up using his new found limbs and looking at how he struggled with the limbs I fear that is not the only thing he doesn't know how to do. I was about to help him, but he slapped my hand away from him. Him doing that made something snap inside me, and before you know it Alduin was already up well I was holding him up.

I held him tightly so that he won't fall "listen here, you will follow my rules because if it weren't for me and my colleagues, you would've been trapped in that ice case of yours, you are too vulnerable to be doing anything rash" I hissed the words out as fast as lightning and as deadly as venom. His pupils dilated for a second before surrendering. But his pride will always be the biggest even for his human body, he forced me to release my hold on him. That was the only way to get him to stand up right so he fell on the bed almost instantly, it wasn't for me again he would've gotten hurt. If I had trouble killing him, I would be giving half my soul to a deadra by now just to help me get this trouble fixed! Not like I would anyway.

"you joor are very pitiful, why am in such a form that is clearly pitiful?" he insulted discreetly about my race, well not specifically which race but the entire mortal race. Never again would I want to deal with this dragon, but here I am.

"well you are a mortal now as well so might as well deal with it before something else happen to you now- besides it would be better if you stay alive at the moment, I would gladly bet a 1000 septims that you cannot survive this world without me" its a currency he has no idea about. He only glared at me, as if that was the worst. We decided to have a 'civil' chat before Tolfdir came back and was glad that Alduin was alright. The dragon has no clue about the kindness the old man was showing so instead of being grateful he nearly spat out an insult if it weren't for him stumbling on the sheets. If he wasn't Alduin I would've laughed, but this is just too...pitiful. A god reduced to such, I guess you might as well call this as punishment for losing against a mortal, and woman.

I decided to make a lie that Tolfdir was willing to buy saving my ass and Alduin's as well. After that Tolfdir had to leave to finish up the paperwork and wishes Alduin good luck in finding rest, saying that I was a handful when I can be. I may be a handful but I make sure that I return the favor by doing something worthwhile to others. Alduin merely raised an eyebrow at me, making me shrug. Then there was silence. It was deafening to be in fact, I wanted some noise but I know starting a conversation with Alduin may end up in a battle for who has the better insult.

"Did you...do this to me?" surprisingly he speaks first. The question was as annoying as a hornet, why would I even dare do such a thing?! I glared at him as best as I could.

"No I didn't and why would I do such a preposterous act? This would be a work of your father, after all, there is no divine that would be able to reincarnate the worst of the gods but him." I explained from my perspective of the whole ordeal. Alduin didn't seem please about that as well.

"Hmm, I do recall my soul being brought back to Akatosh, but his plans whether to keep my soul or not was really planned...I guess he made his decision with this...results" apparently even the god of all divines cannot contain a god of destruction. Funny, that is quite funny. I started laughing out of my own consciousness that I never noticed the daggers Alduin was sending me with that look.

This was how the day went by, after he ate...well I had to feed him, since he doesn't know how to use his limbs yet. Gods, this is like me being a mother and him being the infant, please do not make that true. After being fed though he attempted to attack me, and then we stumbled onto the floor with me dominating. He couldn't fight back just yet, too weak but with how he is just forcefully trying to win against me I knew that if he does learn how to fight he will be hard to beat but I'll still win. His hands that he is desperately trying to use against me was shoving my face onto the ground. His legs unluckily was on either side of me making him straddle me. Growling I made sure to use a lot more force that usual to push him off. Thank the divines he is currently weak. I was able to push the once before Dovah off of me.

"Alduin stop trying! You're only going to get yourself hurt!" those were not the words I was expecting to come out of my mouth. His eyes flashed me a look of confusion before it turned to rage.

"Tell me! Why should I not try to kill you now Dovahkiin? Once I regain my full strength you will be at my mercy!" He declared. My teeth started to grit together harder, I grabbed a handful of cloth from his clothes and held him up.

"You are weak, you have lost against me once and you shall lose to me once again if needed...but I'm afraid you need rest" before he could respond I knocked him out by hitting him hard on the head. Placing his body back on the bed, I walked out of the room exhausted mentally and very irritated.

This was not how I expected I will find out the identity of the man that was once trapped in the ice case. I smacked the wall beside me in irritation. I needed to relief some of my anger but I have no way to. Sighing I went out of the college looking for anything to kill anything. I looked around the area, only finding trolls and all of the easy stuff nothing challenging. Well that was until I heard a few lightning bolts by the distance. At first I thought it would be the students just testing out some spells, but when I saw those black robes I knew they were necromancers. But it looks like they were fighting something that is wearing something fancy. Sneaking towards them to see the fight as close as I could. Pale skin...vampires. I hissed through my teeth, vampires weren't really my most likable enemies if you catch my meaning. I nearly got turned to one if it weren't for Lydia having that cure all diseases potions when I got bitten. Those undead fully fleshed beasts will always irritate me to no end. Deciding that I don't intend to continue watching I equipped my bow and readied my bow, making sure that I was still by my hiding spot I release the arrow. Killing one Vampire I aimed for another before they could detect me. After I had killed the vampires I killed the necromancer next. I did not know the consequence however as I left the area I shiny object had caught my eyes. Curious I took it, and stuffed it in my pocket after figuring out the value. About 750 septims not bad for a random piece of jewel.

Thankfully by the time I got back Alduin was still asleep giving me the advantage to take in his complete form. For a God that wanted to eat the world he has a nice body in human form. But then again, why would Akatosh befall this faith onto his first born son? Sighing the only people who might know the answer to this could be Paarthurnax, the Greybeards or...the Blades. I started despising them when they asked me to kill Paarthurnas, my mentor in the way of the voice and a friend! No they didn't ask, they demanded me to kill him! I stopped visiting them often and would only visit if I really have to. They became like the last resort type of thing. If they don't know the answer then probably I or Alduin will never know why he was turned into a mortal or in his language a joor which means human. I always do feel bad for killing other fellow dragons, but that is what I was destined to be, made to be. I just feel resentment at my fate. Tolfdir came in and saw my thinking expression, indicated him that something might be up. He came in without talking and the silence was deafening in my ears.

"Tolfdir...is there any way someone can turn another living creature into another type of living creature?" hopefully he may give me some sort of league. All he gave me was a hum. To which everyone knows as 'I do not know'. Sighing I slumped further into my hunched position that I never realized I was in.

"well...there can be a way but you would probably need to sacrifice something or even contact one of the Gods to do such an act, but there was no real evidence of such theory...Do not tell me, you fell in love with your horse that your love is far too great that you need to turn him into a man?" He teased me in the last part. My whole face grew red with embarrassment and slight anger. He does have the right to tease me but going that far hurts my pride. I may have a slight overprotective sense around Shadowmere since he is one of the last of the original members of the brotherhood. The college took it as a joke, but only Tolfdir had the guts to make fun of me seeing my skill might evaporate their very being if they dare to...but I can never hurt my mentor in magic.

"please do stop joking about that" I gritted my teeth showing my angry side. Tolfdir only chuckled before admitting that he needs to finish his lessons. I glanced at the once dragon who was sleeping on the bed peacefully. Oh how I wish that was me right now but the risk of him attacking anyone is high and I do not wish that. I had cast a spell that would last a few hours of protection for any attacks he may try to do. With that, I delve into slumber.

~TBC~