A Dragon's Bane Part 1: Skyrim

Hello! Either you're a fan of mine and saw I made this and are checking it out or you're new and like Skyrim stories. Either way, welcome. Before I go any farther I should probably tell you, this is a self-insert. I happen to like SI's, so if you hate them then go read something else. If you have any other complaints, please wait until the end of time to tell them.

'Dragon souls are peculiar. They are free flowing, more so then a mortal's. Most are directed into other things by Akatosh; shrines, temples, standing stones and the like. But some manage to break free and go to new frontiers, beyond Nirn.'

-Unknown

"Uh, when will this stupid store open!" I groaned. I should probably introduce myself. Hi, I'm Damien Drake. I'm 5'8, dark hair with green eyes. I am currently siting on a bench in the middle of a mall, waiting for a store to open even though it's 9:00. Why am I doing this you might ask? Well the answer is simple.

Skyrim.

For as long as it's been out I've had to deal with my friends talk about it. Now after years of waiting for one I finally get an Xbox (sorry pc) and enough money to buy the game. Only problem is that only one store has it new. This one. So here I am, stuck on a Sunday, waiting for a store to open so I can go home and play video games for hours. Man, I really need to get a life.

Then an old guy came toward the door with keys. I smiled and got up before he stopped me. "You're going to have to wait for me to get the store ready before you go in." he said. I just nod, happy that I finally can get it. After the old man disappears inside I got up to go inside, only for my foot is stuck almost as if it was glued there. I look down and notice I'm in the center of a glowing, blue circle. I try to get out but am still stuck. The light fades and the ground goes with it. I black out while falling.

-X-

When I wake up I immediately one thing about my surroundings, it's cold. As I open my eyes and got out of the dirt I shivered as the bitter wind cut through my simple t-shirt and jeans. I look around and find a small person in brown robes.

They give a small squeak as I look at them and a girl's voice said "Um, welcome to the land of Skyrim on the planet Nirn. I have brought you here to aid us in our time of need." She pulled back her hood and my eyes widened at her pointy ears. "Something bad is coming and my master's last command was to bring you here to help. The rest of my order was killed in an attack by the Thalmor. So won't you please help us?" Confronted with all this information I did the only thing I could, I passed out for the second time that day.

When I woke up she was pointing her staff at me and an orange glow covered my body. I jumped up startling her and causing the staff to hit the ground. "What were you doing to me?" I asked; a little concerned at letting some creature do that.

"I was just healing you. My staff is the only thing I managed to escape with. It never runs out of magic, but it can only heal one person at a time." She looked kind of sad while she said that. Aw. Suddenly she perks up and goes digging in a satchel she had before pulling out two books. "Here, read these. One tells you how to use Flames and the other tells you how to heal yourself."

I just grab and read them as she explains her life in some cult to protect the world, or something. Suddenly a horse rushes past us with no rider. "Halt!" came a cruel voice from in front of us. We walked a little bit forward and saw the remains of a battle. These guys in blue were herded onto carriages by men and women in armor. There was also some guy in rags who wouldn't stop complaining. We looked at the man who ordered us to stop and saw he was an officer of some kind.

"Hi, I'm new here. What's going on?" I ask the man. By his glare I'm guess that wasn't the right thing to say. He simply gestured toward to horses. "Now wait a minute, you can't just-" his sword silenced any other resistance from me. The girl who brought me to this world was ushered on but before I could I had to change into these terrible rags.

As we went towards where ever we were going I talked to the other prisoners and found out that the county was fighting for a freedom and that they had captured the rebel leader here, Ulfric Stormcloak. That was bad news for me. We ended our journey in front of a tower. They were calling everyone foreword. I was forced foreword along with the woman who brought me here. She was called foreword and asked who she was. "My name is Camilla, I am a half elf." After some awkward stares she explained, "My mother was a high elf, my father an imperial."

"And what about you, you are obviously a human but what kind? You don't look like a Redguard or a Nord, but you don't seem to be an Imperial or a Brenton." I just shrug causing him to sigh. "Well, what's your name?"

"Damien Drake." After words this bitch says that even though I did nothing, I still go to the chopping block and Camilla with me. The guy, Hadvar, tells me he'll take care of my remains. Thanks for all the help, pal. So they call me up and I lay down on the chopping block. As I hear the guards talk the other prisoners I recognize one word that makes all the pieces fall together. Skyrim.

"Wait a minute!" I scream before turning to look at Camilla who seems to of shrunken at my anger. "You brought me into a video game, one I have even played yet! And now, I'm going to die! I am so going to torment you in the afterlife!" Apparently, the bitch didn't like me talking and called my name up next. So I was lying down, ready to have my head chopped off in a video game. I thought to myself 'things can't get any worse than THIS!'

Then the dragon attacked.

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