Okay first chapter was short but I was pressed for time when I wrote it. I'll try to make this chapter a bit longer hopefully it will...
Oh yeah disclaimer all characters, places, names etc belongs to Bethesda and all related associats, except for my OC.
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"You step forward." Shouted the the chestnut haired imperial, the argonian stepped forward as instructed, currently they were in a town called Helgen, it looked rural despite the military presence if not for that but it looked calm, reasonably speaking a cobblestone path ran through the town and the keep the stone walls and tower were all covered in moss and war damage, yet no matter the damage, Helgen stood steadfast like a brigade of soldiers, the houses were made of logs and had straw roofs, some of the straw looked black and some were brand new but already damaged by recent rain. 'Still no animals, something defenitly was wrong' "Who are you?" Asked the man before with a checklist, "Does it matter I don't belong here, I'm an argonian, do you honestly believe I would ally myself with the damned stormcloacks!" He shouted at the man "Easy argonian, I only asked your name." He stated "You don't deserve to know it." The argonians eyes narrowed, the imperial sighed knowing he wouldn't get answers so he proceeded, "Are you a relative of one of the Riften dockworkers, argonian?" He asked "No, I'm not, I come from Cyrodill."'And I should've stayed there to...' The skimmed through the list and he looked confused, He turned to the woman next to him, "What should we do ma'am? He's not on the list..." The woman, clearly a superior officer or commander, turned and said in a disciplined voice, "Forget the list he goes to the block just like the others." "Very well, I'm sorry argonian, we will see that your remains are sent back to Black marsh." 'If I'm dying, it's not going to be here.' The argonian started looking around for escape routes currently he could try dash to freedom but that plan was flawed due to archers and also due to a dead man who already tried that plan. 'Just great... What's next?' "Move along prisoner, nice and easy." And so it goes, time was running short for the argonian, "...and as we commend your souls to ethearias-" "By Talos let's just get this over with!" Shouted an impatient soilder at the preacher, "Very well then" saying with some reluctance. The chopping block was in front of a tower which was the same condition of the walls with plants growing around it. The nord was standing there ready to die "Come on, I don't have all morning!" Shouted the nord as he shoved down to the block, "My ancestors are smiling, can yours say the same?" Just as he finished his sentence the Headmen's axe came down on his neck, a clean kill, the officer kicked his body over to the side while the others shouted insults, the officer looked through the crowd for the next victim, evidently the argonian. "Next the boot!" Shouted the royal bitch herself, but all was interrupted when a sound echoed throughout the skies. "What was that?" "Who cares, next prisoner!" Shouted officer, but the sound came again only louder, 'Whatever it is, it's closer now...' Thought the argonian while looking up at the sky, generally towards the cloud covered mountains, "I said next prisoner!" The argonian reluctantly stepped forward towards the block, he was about to kneel down, remaining unnaturally calm about dying, until he was shoved, "Ugh" he grunted as he was shoved down onto the chopping block, 'I'm not dying here that's just insulting!' He thought while bearing his teeth, he looked directly at the headsman as he readied his axe until the clouds became darker and broke apart as something flew through the clouds and it was big, "By the nine..." "What in Oblivion is that!" "What do you see!" Everyone was asking questions, afraid by the unknown "Akotosh..." Said the argonian under his breath as the creature landed on the tower it was black as night and was covered in spikes and its teeth were shaper then a daedric sword and its eye as red as blood. Everyone was in shock, what made it worse is when someone screamed "DRAGON!" And then deathining sound which brought down the sky and everything just blacked out.
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/Flashback/
A calm peaceful setting before of a green forest and a tranquil river moving undeterred, except for the water that's crashing against the posts of a dock which currently held two bodies sitting at the end with their feet dangling in the air, an argonian and a khajiit, 'You know I couldn't ask for anything more then to be here by her side.' Thought the argonian as he looked down towards the snow-white khajiit that had her hand intertwined with his, "Carver, thank you for bringing me here, it's beautiful..." Said the khajiit as her tail wrapped around his own, said argoniain looked at, what he believed to be, the most beautiful girl in the world, "I can think of one think of one thing more beautiful then this." The khajiit purred and leaned in closer to him and resting her head under his chin. "I love you, Carver." "I love you too, Kiara." 'Sometimes I wonder if I'm dreaming whenever I'm near her.' Thought Carver as he felt her body shift so that Kiara was looking at him, she asked "Does everything sometimes feel like a dream to you?" Curiosity evident in her eyes, "I was just thinking the same thing." He said with a chuckle in his voice, "You always find a way to ruin romantic tension." She said rolling her eyes, "If it wasn't for that you would've given up on me a long time ago." She giggled at him and he laughed with her, when their giggle-fit ceased she told him, "The only bad things about dreams is, you have to..." She leaned in and whispered to him, brushing her fur against his scales, "Wake up."
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"WAKE UP! " '...What?' "Get up, argoniain!" "Huh..?" The argoniain looked up, his vision blurred, "We have to move! Come on!" Shouted the blonde nord called Ralof, Carver got up as best he could despite the booming in his head, "This way!" He said running towards the tower, Carver soon followed, stumbling along. 'I hate it when I'm right.' He thought with distaste, the area around was worse then he anticipated, rubble, debris, fire, bodies and burning buildings, one hell of a shitstorm. Carver just ran into the tower, ramming his body against the wall and moving towards the stairs, "Jarl Ulfric, can the legends be true?" Ralof asked the man who was gagged, "Legends don't burn down villages." Carver didn't stay long enough to hear them out as he walked up the stairs supporting himself against the wall, he heard two voices, "Quickly, we must move these rocks!" "I'm going as fast as I can!" They were busy moving debris from the next set of stairs, Carver felt the wall shake, "Oh no, hey! Get away from the wall!", But his request fell on deaf ears as their lives were ceased when the dragon smashed its colossal head through the wall knocking the to nords back, their necks shattered on the impact, insult to injury was added when the spoke Three words "Yol. Toor. Shull." And on the last word a column of fire from its maw burning their bodies to ash, 'Divines...' Carver could've sworn the dragon looked right through him out of the corner of its eyes, then the dragon took off, possibly to burn whoever is shooting him with arrows, "Damn.." Then Ralof ran past him and saw the damage, then he looked at the hole left by the dragon. "Argoniain, see that inn, I think we can make it if we jump." He said pointing at the burning building that looked like it last much longer. "Maybe..." He said looking over the edge, then a few steps back, his tail swishing behind him, "Now or never I suppose." And with that he was off, just as he reached the edge he leapt and gained a little more momentum, because of a friendly shove from Ralof, he made the jump, but with to much momentum thus rolling when he landed. "Shit!" He cursed as he rolled to a hole in the floor, falling through it he landed straight on his back, stopping instantly, but slammed the back of his head against the wall, his vision blurring, the only thing he worried about before his vision faded was, "I hope my horns didn't crack...", and then he blacked out.
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Okay second chapter finished with over a 1k words hope its good enough for whomever reads this, constructive criticism is welcome and tell if I need to add or remove things .
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