POV Jack
"Ow." was all I could say as I rolled out of bed clutching at my forehead. Wait, my bed? I looked around to see my room exactly as it was, not the interior of an airplane that was seconds from crashing with my friends and I on it.
"What the hell?" I looked down to see the clothes I was wearing when we were on the plane, my blue jeans and a black long sleeve shirt with the Hungarian crest on it. I looked into the mirror to see my glasses were slightly askew, fixing them I opened the curtains to see….. Nothing, not a damn thing, just darkness, chunks of rocks, and a whale, wait a whale! No no no no no SHIT! I ran to the door and threw it open to see fragments of the plane, the passengers frozen in stone, and a path of black obsidian acting as a path.
"This isn't happening. We're on the plane and it's about to crash and all of us are about to go up in flames."
"In your world possibly." A voice hissed from behind me. I spun on my heel and saw him. His grey coat and pants, raven hair, pale skin, and eyes the color of obsidian. The Leviathan, the god of the void, the giver of the mark, the black eyed bastard himself, The Outsider. Personally I wasn't sure weather to scream, run, fight, or fanboy. Screaming would be ridiculous, the Outsider has never harmed anyone, running and fighting would be pointless as this is his realm, and fanboying…. I'll put a pin in that for later.
"If I'm here, then I guess I hold an interest to you in some way." He smirked and vanished into shadows.
"Why else would I bring you here." I turned to see him crouched on a chunk of rock. "But who's to say you didn't come alone. At this I cocked my head. In all of the history of the isles nine people have born my mark and wielded my power. Nine people have made a choice that would define them. I am here to offer the four of you that same choice." With this the Outsider vanished and the rocks in the void began to shift into a platform. I ran to the platform and jumped on looking out into the sea that was the void.
"JACK!" I wiped my head towards the voice. Above me was a stage seated on a void rock platform, and on the stage stood one of my closest friends. Alicia Brownlow with her auburn hair seemingly floating around her head. "JACK PETERS USE THAT THICK SKULL OF YOUR'S AND TELL ME WHERE WE ARE!"
"He brought you here to Alicia?"
"IF YOU MEAN THE GUY WITH THE BLACK EYES! THEN YES!"
"Just come on down and I'll explain. I'll even catch you."
"If you drop me."
"I won't."
Alicia looked over the edge of the rock and took a few steps backwards before pushing off and running, she leapt into the air… and we crashed to the ground.
"Well, you didn't drop me." Alicia held out her hand and pulled me to my feet. "So where are we? Explain."
"In a nutshell, we somehow ended up in the void, the home of magic in the Dishonored universe, it's also home the the Outsider."
"Black eyed guy?"
"Yes, the Outsider calls people here to give them his mark, however he only calls people he finds interesting."
"Interesting? What the hell does that mean?"
"An agent of change or an agent of chaos. People like Napoleon, Jack the Ripper, and Nikola Tesla are several examples of people he would have called here."
"Ah, got it."
"Now we just need to find the other two."
"Other two? Are you saying there are others here?"
"Of course he is." We wiped our heads to see the last two in our friend group, Tyler Arndt, who had his arms crossed showing the Dovahzul tattoos on his arms, next to him with a slightly shorter stature and lean frame was Alex Kobble.
"Can either of you explain where the HELL WE ARE!" Alex was furious which was evident by his face turning a beet red which clashed greatly with his blond hair. On the other hand I could see Tyler was putting his many years of hunting to use and examining his surroundings, obviously looking for a way out. I quickly explained where we were and about the Outsider.
"So this is like one of those stories you read?" Tyler asked me as he poked a piece of obsidian watching it float away.
"It's possible, but who knows with the Outsider."
"You said he's never harmed anyone?" Alex asked.
"The Outsider believes in choice, he merely gives the tools to make those choices through his mark so he has never harmed anyone directly."
"I see you have an understanding of me." We all turned to see the Outsider standing behind four waist high pillars. "You will need to keep that in mind if you wish to take my mark."
We all paused and looked at him. The Outsider grinned as he crossed his arms.
"Here is my offer, I can send each of you back to the plane, you will die, your life will end and you will be no more. Or you can chose to help another world, one that is on it's last leg and will either enter an age of darkness or return to the light. Choose carefully as this is a one way trip. You can die for good on your home, or live in another one beyond your wildest imagination." the Outsider turned and walked up a flight of stairs before conjuring a portal and turning towards us. "Make your choice."
We all looked at each other, we knew we would die if we went home, but was this the best choice.
Alicia stepped forward.
"What must I do to live?" She asked.
The Outsider grinned and Alicia clutched her left hand and bit back a scream, when she held it up I could see it clear as day. The Outsider's mark shown on her hand.
I stepped forward.
"I choose to live." I could feel the mark burning under my skin as it rose to the surface. I bit the inside of my mouth to keep from screaming.
"I think I'll take my chances in this new world." Was all Tyler said before I heard him grunt as we all turned towards Gage.
"What the hell, not like I got anything to lose." The mark burned its way onto Alex's hand causing him to shake it as we looked back to the Outsider.
"I am thrilled all of you have chosen to live, now step forward and hold out your right hands, we did so. In Alicia's hand appeared a small obsidian sceptre about the size of her forearm. Alicia looked at it and gave the weapon a twist causing it to form into a massive spear with a bone blade on each end.
"When the whaling industry began people used spears instead of harpoons with the greatest of these spears belonging to the nobility, the weapon you hold belonged to a man named Ahab, one of the greatest whale hunters of Dunwall. The spear you hold was also meant to act as a quarterstaff if you ever got in a fight. It is forged from the Obsidian of the void and the bone of it's whales, it is completely unbreakable." Alicia stepped back with her new spear and returned it to it's sceptre form.
In Tyler's hand appeared a beautiful crafted bow with limbs of whale bone and an obsidian grip, a flick of his wrist caused the bone arms on the bow to snap into place.
"Before the modern firearm was invented archery was the form of long range combat, in the case of the tallboys it still is, however it's all too mechanical. So I gave an artist a vision and he created this. It's a shame he went mad after creating it though. Tyler snapped the arms back into their folded position and stepped back, a quiver of arrows appearing on his back as he did so.
In Alex's hand appeared twin whale bone hilt daggers with a wicked curve on the obsidian blade.
"Sometimes silence it the best way, especially if you have to get close and personal. I have seen these knives used to silence the voices of just Emperors and wicked Tyrants, the blades you hold have always belonged to a kingslayer, the technique used to craft them was lost when the blacksmith lost his hands and his head." Evan spun the knives as they seemed to melt into the hilts when he took a step back.
In my hand a shortsword appeared, or was it a dagger, maybe it was a really long knife. But I recognized it immediately and looked up at the Outsider who smiled.
"I see you recognize the twin bladed knife."
"The weapon that was used on an outcast boy 4000 years ago in a dark ritual. The weapon that created a god and the weapon that could kill a god." I looked down at the dual bronze blades on the weapon and the craftsmanship on the grip. I flicked the blade and it shattered into metal components before reforming on my right arm and solidifying as a gauntlet.
I looked back at the other's who were checking over their weapons and then back at the Outsider.
"You now have your weapons and your power." A portal of white, purple, and green light opened next to him. "It is time for you to go and save this world." We stepped forward. Not noticing as our clothes morphed to the era.
POV Outsider
"I told you they would make the choice." I said to the figure who stepped out of the portal next to me, he twirled his cane and gave a wide grin his grey blonde hair pulled back and his grey blue eyes holding a child like mirth in them.
"Bla bla bla, quit the philosophy." Sheogorath tossed the Outsider the whale bones his followers had collected and formed his throne before jumping on and throwing his feet over the mania armrest, a wedge of cheese appearing in his hand.
"You're not going to leave are you."
"Nothing in Oblivion is going to make me miss this show, I already had Haskil cancel everything else just to watch this."
"Do you think they'll be angry?"
"That you tossed them in Thedas during the time of the Inquisition….. Nah. want some cheese?"
So I rewrote this segment slightly and got rid of Evan replacing him with Alex, the reason is personal but necessary.