A/N: Hey, folks, sorry it's been taking so long to get my next chapters, but school's gotta come first. Anyway, I'll be posting some previews to future stories that I'd previously only posted on my DA account, such as this one here. Let me know what you guys think. Oh, and each page is a different story.
In a Thalmor base in Cyrodiil
"Have the necessary preparations been made?" asked one High Elf, who's dress showed him to be a high-ranking member of the Aldmiri Dominion.
"Yes, brother," said another who was of a slightly lower rank.
"Excellent. With our brother working to gain control of Skyrim, this plan should eliminate all resistance to the so-called 'Rebellion' and nothing will be able to stop our gaining control over all of Tamriel," said the high-ranking Altmer with a smile
"What of him? He's proven to be a major nuisance to our plans already," said the second High Elf.
"Do not worry. There is nothing he can do to prevent what is coming. Now go, we leave soon and may the Father of Understanding guide you," the leader said nodding to him as the second left.
After the other Altmer left, the leader leaned over the maps on the table in front of him. Neither he nor his ally noticed the man in a white cloak and armor perched in the rafters above where the leader now stood. The leader didn't hear the flapping of his cloak or the 'shink' of a blade extending from his bracer on his right arm as the cloaked man leapt from the rafters at the leader. In fact, he didn't even know the other man was there until he felt the intruder's blade bite into his neck as he was knocked to the ground.
As the blood and the life drained from the Altmer, his killer spoke to him, withdrawing his blade from the elf's neck, "What plans are in place? What do the Templars have to do with the Stormcloak Rebellion!? Speak!"
The Altmer coughed up some blood, "It doesn't matter, Assassin," he spat the title out like it was poison, "There is nothing that you can do to stop it. Tulius thinks he is going to ambush Ulfric at the border, but he doesn't know that some of his men shall, at the last second, decide to be 'true sons of Skyrim.' He will die and there is nothing you can do to stop it!"
"We will see about that," the Assassin said calmly as drove the blade into the Templar elf's neck again, this time killing him instantly, "May you find peace in the arms of the Nine Divines," he prayed as he withdrew the blade once more.