The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim/Criminal Minds Crossover
Fanfiction
Disclaimer:
I do not own Skyrim or any of the NPCs, Quests or game dialog, nor do I own Criminal Minds or any of those characters. I wouldn't mind owning Reid, though;p. The rest of the characters are mine. Enjoy and please review!
Criminal Minds Season 6 and onwards, although I wouldn't say there are huge spoilers episode-wise, if you haven't gotten to this point. Well, not in the beginning, at least. I'll put up an A/N if there are spoilers to come.
Chapter One: Sky-Shattering Thu'um
"ALDUIN!" she screamed, running at the black dragon with her ebony longsword, grasping it with both hands as she swung it down hard on the World-Eater's snout. The blade lodged itself in the bone, and Alduin roared. Sovngarde's silence rang in her ears, and she roared back.
"Krii, lun AUS!" she Thu'umed, the noise of Sovngarde and its bravest warriors rushing back to her.
"Meyye!" Alduin howled, tossing the young Breton woman clinging to her blade off his snout. "Zu'u unslaad! Zu'u nis oblaan! Strun, bah QO!"
"Lok, vah KOOR!"
The Breton was hauled to her feet by Kodlak Whitemane of the Companions. "Rise, Dragonborn! Your strength is needed now, more than ever before!" he grabbed her hands and pressed his heavy, steel greatsword into her small hands. "Go, defeat the World-Eater, Liv!"
Her deep-jade eyes burned with fire, and she nodded, running back to kill the dragon who had thrown her life to the wind – a simple village girl from Riverwood, visiting her cousin the week before his wedding when the Empire passed through Helgen with their Stormcloak prisoners, Jarl Ulfric proud despite the crude bindings of a common prisoner around his wrists and mouth.
Liv fought hard, and when she saw the chance to drive Kodlak's greatsword into Alduin's heart she took it.
But before she could kill the midnight dragon, just as the blade pierced his hide, he Shouted three words:
"Lein, bo MEYAR!"
Neither were seen in Nirn or Sovngarde again.
Spencer Reid leaned back in his chair, rolling his neck to ease the stiffness that was starting to set in from bending over all the paperwork.
"How ya doin', Pretty Boy?" Derek Morgan asked, a bright smile on his face as he clapped the young doctor on the shoulder, glancing at the stack of files on his friend's desk. Morgan raised his brows, hiding a smile behind a much-needed gulp of coffee. Reid grinned back briefly, turning away to hand Morgan a stack. "Oh-ho, no, I ain't helpin' with that. You're on your own, Kid!"
"Really? I always end up with all the paperwork," Reid dejectedly tossed the few files back on top of the stack. True, he worked through it the fastest of the team, but still…. A little help went a long way.
"Hey guys! Gather round, we have a new case!"
Both agents turned to watch the bright yellow, lime-green and neon-pink figure of Penelope Garcia striding past in fluffy heels with a tablet high in hand. She was still handling incoming cases – at least, as she liked to call them, the 'wacko ones' which were filled with interesting details, or those she deemed especially important. No-one seemed willing to stop her, and so her mini-crusade had continued. Emily Prentiss and Jennifer Jareau weren't far behind. David Rossi and Aaron Hotchner were probably either in their offices, or in the boardroom already.
"Here we go," Morgan breathed, trying unsuccessfully to finish his coffee.
Reid whirled around to his desk, tidying it briefly to avoid looking JJ in the eye. Both JJ and Prentiss had been back at the BAU for little more than a week now, and he still wasn't sure what to make of it – Emily had, for all he'd known, essentially died at the hands of Doyle. JJ had known that she was still alive: for weeks he had been to her house, a mess over the loss of a dear friend, and she hadn't once thought to tell him Emily was actually alive. Reid supposed they didn't have too much of a choice, but he still felt the foreign sting of betrayal whenever he thought of it.
He grabbed a pen and his bag, weaving through the cubicles to the meeting room and took his place on his usual spot. Hotch and Rossi were just behind him. Garcia smiled brightly in greeting, then started uploading images to the screen.
"So, this one is especially weird – it started with that freak storm in Texas two months ago, and since then three bodies have turned up. Creepily enough," she clicked a button and an image of a charred body loaded on the screen, "the bodies have all died of either being burnt, or from being frozen, or, my personal mind-blower –" she flitted through the images, finally stopping at one in particular. Reid leaned forwards, squinting at the image, then flipped through his file to examine the photograph better.
"That isn't possible – not in that heat. How long was the body like that?" he asked, staring at the photo on the screen again.
"Apparently it's still like this," Garcia said sadly.
The body of the man was completely encased in a thick coffin of ice.
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Krii, lun, aus Kill, Leech, Suffer (Marked for Death Shout)
Meyye! Zu'u unslaad! Zu'u nis oblaan! Strun, bah QO! Fools! I am immortal! I cannot die! Storm, wrath, lightning! (Storm Call Shout)
Lok, vah, KOOR! Sky, spring, summer (Clear Skies Shout)
Lein, bo, meyar World, move, self (a Shout I made up for reasons – how else are they gonna end up this side?;p)
