Hello Dear readers, how are you? doin well? Anyways I would like to place a disclaimer in this chapter I forgot to place in the first ^^;

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN SKYRIM, I only own a copy of this incredible game as well as my OC Levy, Anubis is owned by my good friend Darksaviourshrouded indarkness.

If you enjoy my first attempt at a fanfic, you love his fics :)

As the light slowly diminished, the war cries from men could be heard as Levy groggily blinked, trying to get a grasp of his surroundings. As his vision became sharper, a war cry sounder like it was approaching him, getting closer. He noticed a figure moving, and it was moving towards him! It was holding a large object, as it neared he noticed that it resembled a hammer.

It then dawned on him that the stranger was going to try to kill him. Levy ignored his grogginess and avoided a hammer pulverizing his face to a pulp. The hammer struck the ground where Levy's head had been.

"Get up rebel" the harsh voice commanded as he groggily got to his feet, the last statement the strange man caught his attention." Rebel?" Levy repeated in a confused manner as he narrowly dodged a hammer strike from the soldier, you stormcloaks are a pox on the empire he spat as he went in for another strike. Levy backpedaled, falling for the soldiers feint. Just as the hammer started its decent, landing a devastating blow onto Levy's unprotected head, an arrow protruded from the imperial soldier's forehead.

The soldier's eyes widened as the arrow pierced his skull. He fell to the ground dead, instantly. Levy stood in shock, brain matter and blood on his face. "Shor's bones boy, I thought Redguards were supposed to be unrivaled in battle" said his savior. "Then again, you barely look old enough to hold you own against a skeever let alone an imperial" he said.

"The name's Ralof friend, what brings you here to our little skirmish with these imperial dogs?" Ralof asked, clapping a hand on Levy's shoulder. "I don't know man, one day I was in my room getting ready for bed after a furry cos-player gave me this ring" Levy said his heart rate returning to normal.

"Furry-cosplayer? What is this "furry cosplayer" ?" Ralof asked. "A furry is someone who dresses up in an animal costume such as a dog or a cat." Levy explained before a cheerful, booming laughter stopped him from further explaining. "you haven't seen a Khajit before have you lad?" Ralof said still chuckling a bit. "No, what is a Khajit" Levy wondered, looking about the forest for one of these "Khajits". "Khajits are the cat-people from Elsweyr, they are known to be thieves, skooma dealers and bandits….although there are a small few good ones."Ralof said.

"Well Ralof, do you know where we might be able to get some rest? I'm pretty weary from my "travel" Levy said with slight disgust. "Where are you coming from friend, you do look a little beat" Ralof said as he lead Levy on. "I'm from a place very different from here, a place much more advanced than this place." Levy said taking in the scenery as they walked. "Really and what is the name of this place?" Ralof asked his interest slightly piqued in this outsider, who clearly didn't come from Hammerfell, judging by his attire. "It's a place called America, and in America we have different customs."

Levy went on explaining. "If you ever need a place to rest your head, come to Riverwood. It down this hill, past the guardian stones and a straight path down you can't miss it." Ralof said gasping Levy's shoulder as he left. "Oh and Ralof, I don't know what a Redguard is but I can show you what I learned from my kenpo class when I get to Riverwood." Levy shouted as the blonde stormcloak's figure grew smaller in the distance. "I accept your challenge" Ralof shouted back as he made his way towards home.

Levy stood in awe, taking in the beauty of this mysterious land Ralof called Skyrim. Bird flew around him, singing their songs as a rabbit ran past his foot chittering as it did. The lush green trees seemed to stretch on forever as far as the eye could see. Levy started to make his way towards Riverwood. As he did he came across a cave, a man stood outside of this cave, guarding it from intruders. "That's far enough" the man said harshly, warning him to keep moving. Levy turned around and walked away, not wanting any trouble.

As Levy walked he reached three strange-looking stones, his interest piqued, he touched one. The stone shone for a moment before the dots on the stone were connected by the light from the stone. Once the lights were fully connected, it resembled a man holding something, what it was he didn't know.

A loud roar shook him from his thoughts as he saw a large mass flying overhead. He strained his eyes to see what it was before it vanished. It was very large and black, it was way bigger than what the game itself showed when he bought it. "Alduin?!" he thought to himself as his eyes started to tire. "It's got to be him, its too coincidental not to be" he thought as he continued towards Riverwood, but not before his hand scraped along the hard rock, activating it.

Cave 4e 3:35pm Frostfall…

Anubis couldn't believe his fortune luck, Lady Mara must still love him, if she protected him from both execution and the World-Eater himself. "Looks like someone was here before us" Hadvar said looking at the empty storeroom. "Lady Mara be praised, it looks like we can just cut through here" Anubis said as he simply ran through the storeroom and towards the grotto. Anubis's good mood faded, as he nearly ran into a boulder the size of a small mini-van. "Gods, how are we going to get past this?" Hadvar asked mournfully, the hoplessness of their plight getting to him. "GET YOURSELF TOGETHER IMPERIAL, GET ON YOUR FEET" Anubis yelled. "I'm utterly appalled at your tone right now, if your enemies, the stormcloaks can get around this boulder…don't you think the legion could find a way around it better?" Anubis said grabbing him by his legionnaire cuirass and lifting him onto his feet slightly.

"You're right, I'm sorry" Hadvar said as he looked around for an exit, revitalized by the small speech by the dunmer. They looked for what seemingly felt like forever