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M'aiq the Liar presents "The Fifth Era"
Part I. 5E 344, 20th of Sun's Height.
"I will conquer Tamriel in the name of Oblivion!" shouted a fierce Mehrunes Dagon.
The Hero of Kvatch boldly ran through the ruined streets of the Imperial City. Beautiful edifices smoldered away in a blazing inferno, and the shrill cries of women rang loudly. The Hero cursed Mehrunes' very name as he heaved his claymore over his head, beheading a Xivilai demon in one swipe.
"Lord Martin!" shouted he. "Come quickly, before it is too late!" Intensity rang in the hero's voice as they struggled further through the dangerous onslaught of Daedra, now infesting the city. The hero kicked open the door to the Temple of the One in a bold fashion. Martin Septim stepped into the temple and looked over the damage with a dreadful gaze.
The emperor said with an air of stoicism, "There is only one way. You've been loyal to me, Hero of Kvatch. I must go now. For the good of Tamriel!" Martin leapt onto the altar and held his amulet upwards as a sacrifice to the gods. There was a bright flash, and Martin's very body vanished. A brilliant dragon, the symbol of Akatosh himself, appeared and battled Mehrunes Dagon, slaying the beast in single swipe. Mehrunes' body shuddered as it fell and burst in a fiery explosion upon hitting the ground. The sun's golden light shone as the Hero of Kvatch stood, staring at a never before seen stone dragon. Then, everything faded away, and the credits began.
"That was amazing!" gasped an Elven youth. Most of his friends, except a young Imperial woman, heartily agreed.
She shook her head and stated, "This movie seems entirely too fake. There is no way Mehrunes was that big. Magic was never very powerful or that common, even back then. It's kind of silly."
"Come on," replied her Redguard friend, "it's just a movie. I thought it was great." She rolled her eyes in response. The Imperial, Alexia Sestius, exited the theater followed by her three friends.
There with her, she had two Elven friends and a Red friend, which was the new slang for Redguard. Daryl Berano and Arenim Hlaalu were both typical Elven teenage boys. Their skin was an off shade of blue-brown, the effects of longtime interracial convergence. Her Redguard friend, Rana Abani, was an athletic young woman. All of them attended the Chanel University of Art in Chorrol. Alexia attended the school with hopes of becoming a writer, while Daryl and Arenim were both sketch artists. Rana was a dancer and actress with big but realistic dreams.
They all piled into Alexia's car and started their way down the Black Highway going through Chorrol. It was a beautiful Sun's Height day. The summers in Chorrol were often hot, but this year there had been more rain in Mid Year, keeping the weather cooler. The four teens were enjoying their holiday break, doing everything they could. Alexia had plans to visit her mother and father in Kvatch the following week. She loved taking trips up to Kvatch because it was a nice, quaint town quietly nestled on the hills.
"What are you guys doing next week while I'm gone?" asked Alexia as she pulled onto the campus road.
Arenim stated proudly, "Well, my parents and I are actually going to Morrowind for three days."
"Oh, no way!" exclaimed Alexia and Rana.
Daryl commented, "I've always wanted to visit Morrowind. They have such exotic cuisine there. Anyway, as for me, I'm not going anywhere or anything."
"And I'm not doing anything either," Rana said, shaking her head.
Their conversation stopped as they pulled up to the dorms. They exited the vehicle and headed for the courtyard. There they spotted Baelorn Myril seated at a table reading, as he always did. He was a nerdy type who constantly read about the magicks of the old world. Baelorn was, to say the least, socially challenged. He lacked any real people skills, but he had an undeniable admiration for Alexia, though truly she mocked the Bosmer whenever out of earshot of him. Alexia glanced at her friends and nodded for the exit quickly. However, she reacted too late, and before she knew it, Baelorn was at her side with a big, dorky grin.
"Hi Alexia!" he said in his nasal, high-pitched voice. "Did you know that in the Third Era they had spells that could make you invisible? How amazing is that!"
Embarrassed, she mumbled, "It'd be quite amazing if you could accomplish that yourself."
"I know!" Baelorn said with a smile, oblivious to her scorn. Suddenly, her three friends vanished, and Alexia found herself standing alone in the courtyard with Baelorn the nerd. It was an uncomfortable situation. Alexia looked down at him, wondering what to say next. He was almost a foot shorter than she was, and Alexia figured that she couldn't be any less attracted to him. Alexia was pretty firm against dating outside her race, though her friends were all of different races.
Finally, Alexia said after an awkward moment of silence, "Well, uh, Baelorn, I have to go to my room and do some writing. I don't want to get rusty over the break."
"Of course! I'll see you later, eh?" Baelorn said, grinning brightly. She gave him a half-hearted smile and rushed from the patio. On her way out, she spotted Rana making her way up the dorm stairs.
Alexia shouted, "Red, you abandoned me; you're dead!" Rana laughed and dashed up the stairs to her room quickly. Alexia made her way up and joined her friend. They spent the evening together watching television, as they often did.
That night when Alexia returned home to her room, she slipped into her bed and turned on the television. She flipped through channel after channel. Finally, she found herself lulled to sleep by the sound of the television. Then suddenly, she heard the loud tone of an urgent news broadcast.
A Redguard reported with a grave and anxious tone, "We have received shocking and devastating news that Kvatch is under attack. We are unsure of exactly what it is yet. They seem to be coming from some kind of spawned portal. At the moment, live reports are not available, but we will report to you as soon as we receive more information."
Alexia shook her head as she wondered what could possibly be attacking. Her parents lived in Kvatch. They had a beautiful home on the outskirts of the town. She could only hope for their safety. Alexia closed her eyes in thought, praying to the gods for their safety. The next thing she knew, the town bells sounded that it was the eighth hour of the morning. She brushed her hair back and yawned slightly. Suddenly, she recalled the news about Kvatch. Her television wasn't still on, so she wondered if it was all a dream. To be safe, she called Rana.
"Hello?" a groggy-voiced Rana answered.
Alexia said, "Hey Rana. Did you hear the news?"
"What news?"
"The news about Kvatch," she answered.
Rana replied after a moment's pause, "Ah, no. I was watching Three Liches, a Necromancer, and an Ayleid Temple."
Alexia chuckled slightly and said, "Why do you watch that s'wit?"
"Ah, I don't know really. It's a funny show. They do all kinds of weird things with the dead and making fun of necromancers," she said.
"It sounds like a show Baelorn would watch," said Alexia. "Anyway, so I guess I dreamed that there was an attack on Kvatch."
Rana answered, "Haha! That movie gave you nightmares, huh?"
"Uh, maybe," she mumbled. Then, she finally said after a pause, "I should go."
"Bye," Rana said. The conversation ended there. Alexia seemed fairly convinced it was all a nightmare. Rana might be right, thought Alexia. The movie we saw simply made me have a nightmare, as silly as that seems. Her mind wouldn't rest though. She was worried about it, so she packed up a number of things into her car and left for Kvatch. She drove as fast as the law would allow towards the city, anxious of what she would find.
After a long stressful drive, she found herself at the city limits. It was nighttime, so she couldn't see the city for herself. She drove down the streets with caution. Though she couldn't see very well through the darkness, nothing seemed to be too out of place. Maybe it was just a dumb dream, she thought. Alexia felt slightly foolish for letting a dream get to her. She started laughing at her herself for having such an active imagination.
Her laughing stopped as she turned into her parents' driveway and collided with a small, tawny creature. She heard it screech as a small burst of fire washed over her windshield. Alexia's car went off the road, flipping sideways. She was viciously slammed from side to side in her car as it slid erratically. When the car finally stopped rolling, her vision dimmed, and she knew no more.
A word from M'aiq: Would now be a good time to tell you about the possibility of a slow update? Yes, a mean Khajiit joke. This writing is different than my usual style, but this old cat does like to try new things from time to time.