First of all i do not own tes bethesda does! This is my first fanfiction ever so be nice! Rated M to be safe. Sorry about the spelling and grammar but my soul objective is the story
It was a quiet night on the streets of Riften. The thief strided down the street as stealthy as he could to not be seen. He had been planning this heist for weeks. This would be the job that would get him accepted by the thieves guild. He had been applying for months. To reckless they said. To heavy footed they said. He got to the door of the "Pawned Prawn". He looked for any signs of the guards and then patted at his iron dagger making sure it was there in case he was met with resistance. He grabbed the lockpicks out of his boot and started working at the door.
After breaking several lockpicks he opened the lock. He reveled at his victory and opened the door. He reached in his knapsack and pulled out a couple sacks. He started stuffing what he could in his bags. Daggers, arrows, coins, even cabbages. He went downstairs and grabbed more goodies and eventualy found the shopkeeper Bersi and his wife in bed. He then found what he was there for. The strongbox. He went to work on the lock with his remaining lockpicks. He cursed wishing he had been more careful with the door. Then he realized... The door! He had forgot to close the door! He threw the surprisingly heavy strongbox in a sack. He then fumbled up the stairs and towards the door and there stood a man. A man dressed in ebony armour that was as black as a moonless sky strapped with knives along his chest, a sword at his side and an ebony bow and arrows across his back, and he wore a helmet or mask as most people called it, that concealed every thing about his face if he had thief knew this man. He was a Devil of a man that sent shivers down any aspiring thiefs spine. Dark Void.
"You know" Dark Void said through his visor in a deep muffled voice, "I really don't like what you did to the place"
Dark Void walked into the house looking around at all of the counters and shelves that the thief had rummaged through. He noticed the man reaching for the iron dagger at his side. Before the thief could even brandish the knife Dark Void threw a knife into his wrist and the iron dagger fell to the floor. Dark Void walked over to the thief and kicked the blade across the floor.
"What were you hoping to achieve with that sorry excuse for a butter knife" Dark Void said as he reached for his sword. He unsheathed it and the thief saw the blue lightening runes on the ebony blade as they hissed with powerful magicka.
"Il show you a true blade" Dark Void said as he swung his sword.
Sorry it was short but i only have much time hopefully future chapters will be longer.