AN: Hello everyone and welcome to my story From One End to Another, for anyone who has read Return of the Brotherhood you all should know who Zany is. If not than wellllllllllll, go and read it, awesome story by Roseria Sylvester. Anyway this is my first story I have written and any helpful reviews and good comments are welcome. ANYWAY ON TO THE STORY!

Chapter 1

In the busy streets of Kelstrom, Argonian men and women busy with their everyday chores start to abandon them as a huge crowd starts to form around the town square. The people roar and cheer as they wait for the execution to begin. The victim of the execution sits, waiting in his cell, with iron chains locked around his wrists. The corridor sits there, empty and silent as they echo the crowds cheering, waiting for them to drag him out on to the stage. A loud bang snaps him out of his thoughts as foots steps walk quickly to his cell. Two well armored soldiers stand there at the foot of the door while an older man with a robe walks up to the door and opens it.

"It's time." A deep voice comments, "Listen to the crowd, they are always getting excited to watch anyone gets hanged." He chuckles deeply, the two soldiers walk over and grab the cuffed prisoner as he stands up to go with them.

The people watch and cheer as they finally bring out the victim. A face-less masked Argonian stands their on the stage, with a tied rope in his hand. Watching the crowd with a sad expression, oh how he wants to know everyone to know his burden of being the executioner. He wonders when the prisoner…A loud resounding bang is heard as two armored Argonian soldiers are dragging a well, beaten man along the ground.

With one final roar and cheer as if it was a game to them, watching a broken man about to be hanged. The soldiers gave no care to the prisoner as they made him stand in front of the crowd. The robed Argonian stands in front of the crowd to deliver his speech. As the robed Argonian started his speech he thought of his home, every Nord's first thought should be of home. Instead it was of that insufferable Captain that asked him some questions, and still punished him. He didn't notice as the rope was tied around his neck, but the last thoughts were, "DAMN THAT ARGONIAN!" A pull of a lever and he dropped.

(2 Hours earlier)

A loud bang is heard as two sets of feet is heard walking down the empty corridor.

"Where is the prisoner?" One of them asks, to him it sounds so familiar.

"The one of the left, Milord." Another he recognized as a guard that always is checking on him.

"Thank you that will be all." The other one responded. Now he knew that voice, the son of the lord of Kelstrom, Zany Vazzaras. He is a stall vendor in the market district, renowned and respected by everyone. Only few know, by few I mean criminals know that he is an assassin at night killing for his father or anyone willing to pay him.

As if on cue the Argonian himself walks around the corner, leaning against the cell wall. In fear I cower more into the corner, away from him. He has been known to kill anyone who pisses him off. "I need information Nord…don't make me come in there." I look around my cell hoping for some hope and freedom from the madman.

"I..I….I." I puzzle in fear, his eyes narrow in anger.

"I is not an answer Nord." He pulls out a set of lock picks and starts to work on the lock. All hope is lost as I break, hoping he won't hurt me.

"ALRIGHT! What do you want to know?" His scowl, almost frown looks doesn't change. "Where is Jon-man Desert Walker?"

I answer without thinking at all. "The Skooma dealer? He is in the Industrial district, in the old abandoned warehouse, next to the refinery where he refines his Skooma." He scoffs and starts to walk off. "I hate to miss you're hanging, but I have a damn cat to kill."

All fear is drained from my body, I scowl deeply and yell at him at his back. "YOU DAMNABLE ARGONIAN BASTARD!"

That was the last of him Zany thought, now on to the refinery. By the gods I hate Skooma dealers, especially Khajiit's.