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He heard the sounds of a horse and carriage on the move as he began regaining his conscious. Slowly opening his eyes, Tenryū Uzumaki woke from his slumber and noticed that he was in a human form as he looked at his bound hands and rugged tunic. "Great, first a prisoner of gods, now a prisoner of humans; how did I get here?" he thought as he heard conversations starting. "Hey you, finally awake? Found you falling from the sky like a falling star during that Imperial ambush; now a prisoner of war like us and that thief over there." Spoke a blond man as he looked at another person which Tenryū followed sight. "Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along; the Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and be halfway to Hammerfell already." The thief shot back as he looked at Tenryū.

"You there, you and me; we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants." The thief spoke to him.

"We're all brothers and sisters in binds now thief." The blond man replied as Tenryū noticed another man next to him gagged. He was dressed in some sort of noble clothing, maybe a leader? "Shut up back there." A soldier told them. "What's wrong with him?" the thief asked, looking at the gagged man. "Watch your tongue! You're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King!" the blond man shot out immediately. "Ah, a civil war; I admit, humans never get old to do such trivial things. I wonder what they're fighting for this time, land, money, power…?" he thought to himself as their conversations continued all the way to a place named Helgen. And from the way the blond man is speaking about the elves, it seems to be with great hate for some reason.

"Racism…no, that's partially it. But there is more to this than meets the eye." Tenryū thought as he leaned back and sighed once the carriage stopped. The horse thief was in panic as Tenryū, the blond man, and Ulfric were all calm in this dire situation. It was an execution as the line was being made. "The Empire loves their damn lists…" the blond man grumbled as they all got out and stood in line. Once the name of Ralof of Riverwood was spoken, he noticed it was the blond man that had kept him company in this ride. The thief made his run when his name was on the list, which caused the archers nearby to fire at the fleeing man, killing him. "Anyone else feel like running?" the woman who ordered the archers to kill the thief asked in an intimidating way. "I prefer fighting my way out thank you very much." Tenryū thought as he observed his surroundings. That was when the man with the list noticed him.

"Wait, you there. Step forward." The man with the list said as Tenryū did so. "Who…are you?" he asked. "Tenryū Uzumaki," the dragon turned human replied calmly as the man looked at the list. "You picked a bad time to come home to Skyrim, kinsman." The man said as he wrote on the list. "Captain, he's not on the list, what should we do?" he asked as the captain looked at Tenryū. Then, Tenryū noticed something odd about that look in her eyes. "Great, it seems that she doesn't give a crap about me." He thought, hoping that something would happen that could save him from not failing Akatosh's deal. "Forget the list, he's executed as well." She replied. "Besides, it's not like falling from the sky is like some symbol of the world coming to an end."

"Well, she isn't really that far off." Tenryū mentally mused at the irony of the statement as she escorted him to the side as the executions were about begun. General Tullius looked at the bound and gagged Ulfric Stormcloak with hints of distaste on his face. "Ulfric Stormcloak. Some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero doesn't use a power like The Voice to murder his king and usurp his throne." He said as Ulfric tried to retort from his gag as only grunts were heard from him. "You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos, and now the Empire is going to put you down, and restore the peace." He announced as the executioner was sharpening his axe as the moment had arrived.

Before it started, a roar echoed through the skies, and it disturbed him. "What was that?" he asked out of the blue as General Tullius looked at him. "Nothing, now carry on." He replied as he ordered the execution of the others. Once the first rebel was killed, another roar echoed in the skies as Tenryū narrowed his eyes. "Oi, captain, believe it or not, I think we're all in danger right now." He said as his turn to be executed was near. "Nice try, but now you're next." The captain replied as he walked up to the executioner as the captain pinned him down as Tenryū noticed something behind the man about to take his head off.

-A dragon, a black dragon flying this way, roaring. "What in Oblivion is that?" Tullius asked as the executioner was about to bring down his axe on Tenryū's head. The dragon landed on the tower as it shook the ground, knocking the executioner off balance as he fell to the side. And then Tenryū noticed that the dragon was looking specifically at him. "Not my best first day of 'Let's try and Save the World!' playthrough." Tenryū thought as the dragon roared as the sky was transformed into a twisting swirl of clouds. "By Ysmir! Nothing kills it!" an Imperial Soldier exclaimed as every solider available was trying to kill it with either fireballs of magic or arrows. "Guards, get the townspeople to safety!" General Tullius shouted as the chaos began as stones of fire falling from the sky, crushing people and buildings as Tenryū had been knocked off the beheading block as he recovered and stood up.

"Time to run," he decided as he got up and started running as falling meteors hit the area as he made his way to a nearby keep. Ralof and Ulfric were there as well and the former looked spooked. "Jarl Ulfric!" Ralof exclaimed, "What was that thing? Could the legends be true?" he asked as Ulfric looked at him. "Legends don't go burning down villages." He replied as he looked at the other Stormcloaks there, "We need to move, now!" he ordered. "Way ahead of you buddy." Tenryū thought as he ran up the stairs; seeing a Stormcloak Soldier was there trying to remove a pile of rocks, only to stop when the nearby wall from beside of him break open to reveal the black dragon's head peering in, killing the soldier. "Oh shit," Tenryū cursed as he took a few steps back as he heard something. "Yol…Toor…Shul!" the dragon roared as fire came out of its mouth in a stream of unrelenting force.

The heat emanating from that was scorching hot, like the inferno heat of the sun was at the dragon's command before it stopped and flew off to cause more destruction. "That was a close one, better be more cautious." He thought as he peered out from the hole the dragon made and noticed a building that was burning, as it had a hole in the roof. He jumped on instinct and ran down the building and bumped into someone. "Take cover!" that familiar voice said as Tenryū did just that, just in time to avoid the flames as the black dragon flew into the sky again. Everything was on fire, buildings, people, animals, anything that was burnable was on fire as only the soldiers and magic users were currently trying to slay the dragon.

"Still alive prisoner?" the soldier asked Tenryū, "Keep close to me if you want to keep it that way." He told him. "Works with me, and I already introduced myself, but I'm Tenryū Uzumaki, you are?" the disguised Heavenly Dragon asked. "Oh, it's Hadvar." He replied as he looked at the nearby man with the boy near him. "Gunnar, take care of the boy. I have to find General Tullius and join the defense." He told the man who saluted him as Hadvar and Tenryū began making their way towards the other side of town, into an alley as the sounds of flapping wings were heard. "Stay close to the wall!" Hadvar shouted as he crouched down in the shadows, with Tenryū followed suit. They saw the dragon land on the wall they were hiding near, roaring as it breathed fire unto the helpless soldiers in its range as it failed to notice the two as it took to the air again. "Quickly, follow me!" he said as Tenryū stayed silent as he followed suit.

"Well, this has been an interesting experience, I thank you Akatosh for saving my head, literally." He thought as the two made their way to the keep. That was when another reunion in this life and death situation came in. "Ralof! You damn traitor. Out of my way!" Hadvar shouted as Ralof looked at him as he flexed his freed hands as he held his axe in his right. "We're escaping Hadvar. You're not stopping us this time." The blond replied seriously as Tenryū looked at them. "From the way they were talking to each other, I'd wager whatever amount of currency in this world that they were friends before the civil war broke out." He thought as the air shook from the dragon's flight over their heads. "Hey! Now is not the time for this kind of crap! A dragon is trying to kill us and we've got to warn the others about it! Do you want the end of the world to happen?!" Tenryū snapped as he looked up to see the black dragon descending onto their position. Both men looked up and felt dread build up in them as they agreed with Tenryū.

"Quickly, this way! There's an underground passage that leads out near Riverwood." Hadvar told them as they followed him into the keep and got in as the dragon landed and glared at them. "Dovahkiin!" the dragon roared as it breathed fire as the door slammed shut just in time as the three men panted from exhaustion.

"Okay, I have no idea what's going on, but please tell me what the hell is an actual dragon doing here, torching the town to the ground." Tenryū demanded as Ralof was the one to speak up. "In childhood legends, dragons were said to be harbingers of the end time. The end of the world; I thought they'd be mere fairytales, but the legends are true." He told him as Tenryū groaned. "If that legend is true, then we're all doomed then." He grumbled as Hadvar wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Now's not the time for giving up, we're still alive and I'd be damned if I die here." He told them as he got up and began undoing Tenryū's binds. "Ah, sweet freedom at last…" Tenryū sighed in relief as he flexed his hands. This was a new experience for him.

"There is some equipment in that chest, and some potions in one of the barrels, better make use of them lad." Hadvar told him as Tenryū looked down at himself and already disliked the tunic he wore. It was rough, itchy, and smelled like mold to his nose. To his utter annoyance as he put on the light Imperial Armor, he noticed it was a bit…big on him. "Ha, well what would you expect of a young Nord teenager eh?" Ralof laughed as he instantly got two feet right in the face as he was knocked back by Tenryū's dropkick as Hadvar blinked before laughing. That was when the keep shook. "Humor aside, let's go you two." Tenryū growled as he, Hadvar, and Ralof ran down the keep as parts of the ceiling was giving in.

As they made their way to the torture chamber, with Hadvar explaining the situation, Tenryū noticed a book on the table and picked it up and opened it. The title it had interested him, for it was called 'The Book of the Dragonborn', while he would have read it, the keep shook again as he closed the book and found a simple dagger on the same table and took it. "Let's go Tenryū!" Ralof shouted as everyone began evacuating. That was, when both Stormcloaks and Imperial Soldiers were fighting themselves in the lower levels. And from the looks of it, were not aware of the situation above them, which really got in Tenryū's nerves as he wanted to get out and taste his freedom; "By Akatosh's tail, STOP FIGHTING DAMN IT!" Tenryū roared as everyone stopped to look at him. "By Ysmir's bead! I could have sworn he's used the Thu'um." Ralof blinked as he tried to clean his ears. "I'll say, never heard of someone with a voice like that." Hadvar agreed as he too tried to clean his ears. Then Tenryū walked forward, pushing bewildered people aside and looked back. "Let's go you two, I don't have all day." He said as the two followed him.

Tenryū looked at the stupefied warriors and smirked, "You can either run before the ceiling falls on your heads, or kill each other like starving rats. Your choice, ciao!" he said as he ran into the tunnels. With the ceiling shaking as parts of it falling, and killed a few men, it was the obvious choice to follow Tenryū. After a few skirmishes with what they called Frostbite Spiders, Tenryū loved the ability to use magic. He wanted to use fire like he usually did, but felt like some foreign effect was happening to his body. "I forget, when in a different world, the laws of magic works differently there." He recalled as he was disappointed he could only use a stream of flames and nothing else. And from what one of the men said, it was the Flames spell, and one the low tier spells of Destruction Magic.

"Hey, if it makes you feel better boy, you can have this." The torturer spoke, handing him a book. Curious, Tenryū opened it and began reading as his head was immediately filled with knowledge as the book disintegrated. With his right hand were the Flames spell, his left hand was surging with electricity with the newly acquired Sparks spell. "Sweet." Was all he could say with a grin on his face that was disturbing both fractions that were in a truce when they saw it.


"That poor bear, even I'm not that cruel to do something like that." A random Stormcloak Soldier commented as a nearby Imperial Soldier nodded his head. "I'll say; to fry that poor thing's head till it exploded is a scary thought if used for torture." He said as the two looked at each other before looking away with a "Humph!" As they all walked out of the exit, everyone saw the black dragon fly overhead and beyond as Tenryū whistled. "So tell me boys, are you grateful for me giving you a heads up on wanting to live?" he asked as he turned and grinned. Everyone was speechless as they looked at Tenryū. "Hey, if you guys want to kill each other now, go ahead. I'm heading to Riverwood for some hot food, a nice drink, and a bed to sleep on." He said as he turned and walked off. "Hey wait; you don't even know where to go!" Ralof and Hadvar exclaimed as they followed the strange teenage Nord.

The Stormcloaks and the Imperials looked at each other and then at their weapons before looking at each other.

"This is the only time I'll turn from a fight with you Imperial milk-drinkers. Only because that young lad told us to stop and help us live to fight for another day." One of the Stormcloaks said, "I can agree on that, plus we should warn other Holds about dragons returning." Another one said. "General Tullius is still out there, dead or alive, so we'll focus on searching for him. But be warned, we'll be waiting to put another one of our blades in you traitors the next time we meet." Spoke one of the Imperial Soldiers. "Hah, can't wait to do the same." Spoke another Stormcloak Soldier. With that, the two opposing groups made truce and went separate ways.

"Ah, freedom at last! I can't wait to taste the local foods here in Skyrim. Hope they've got something good there. What do you guys think?" Tenryū asked as Hadvar and Ralof shared a glance with each other. "I think we're in for a long day." Hadvar spoke up as Ralof nodded his head. "Indeed, this kid is probably going to cause us headaches." He agreed as the unlikely trio was nearing Riverwood.


Character Stats!

Tenryū Uzumaki

Race: Nord

Physical Appearance: ? (Said to look like a Nord in his teenager years)

Equipment: Iron Dagger, Iron Sword (Unmentioned), Imperial Light Armor, Imperial Light Boots, Long Bow and Iron Arrows (Unmentioned)

Spells: Flames, Sparks

Skills

Smithing: 20

Heavy Armor: 15

Block: 20

Two-Handed: 25

One-Handed: 20

Archery: 15

Light Armor: 20

Sneak: 15

Lockpicking: 15

Pickpocket: 15

Speech: 20

Alchemy: 15

Illusion: 15

Conjuration: 15

Destruction: 15

Restoration: 15

Alteration: 15

Enchanting: 15