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Chapter one
Some things I remember between being shocked by the outlet and waking up were in this order. First, the sky, having a faint outline of a large moon and a smaller one in front of it to be blocked off by a large, black, leathery, wing. Second, the view of a forest from high up, quickly enlarging at an alarming rate. Third, a view on the ground, laying on my side, watching soldiers in Roman like armor cursing and advancing towards me.
When I came too fully, my vision was blurred and my head ached, but it wasn't as bad as my hands still twitching like the electricity still when through them. Having a feeling that I know who would be across from me when I lift my head, I instead I look over myself with a worried gaze. I had my shoes on, my jeans and shirt, and my super fuzzy jacket. I could feel my flip phone in my pocket, giving me some relief. A glance at my hands, frowning some. They were tied at an angle so it is near impossible to get out of for someone that wasn't trained to. Sadly, I had no clue on how to, and if I did, most likely I would have been shot by an archer.
Looking diagonally from myself, watching the horse thief, Lokir if I recall correctly, pulling at his own binds. I hold back a sigh of annoyance, though I didn't like him, he didn't even know that if he holds his horses (I had to stop myself from giggling at the unintentional pun) he would live while I was on the…. I paled, having forgotten about the fact Alduin appears once the main character is on the block, inadvertently saving the one meant to kill him. Oh God… what if I'm not the dragonborn? Then I'll die here! Most of the people in the Helgen attack had died while a few had dumb enough luck to live and either go warn other, be the dragonborn, go back to rule a rebellion, or become bandits that live in the city's ruins.
While I silently freaked out, Ralof finally saw she had woken up, something that Ulfric already noticed. Ralof spoke up to me, saying, "Hey, you. You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right?" I snort, the line that was a constant I was happy to hear for once. It was relaxing to hear it. He continued, ignoring her snorting, "Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us," he sent a glare at the horse thief, "and that thief over there..."
Lokir scowled at the blond man that sat next to him, clenching his hands in anger, glancing at me with some confusion before looking back at the man. "Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along! Empire was nice and lazy…" He muttered the later part, glancing at the driver and the horse rider that followed their cart. Wait, was there always a rider following the player's cart? I don't remember that… The thief continued, "If they hadn't been looking for you. I could've stolen that horse and be halfway to Hammerfell," he turned his gaze to me, trying to get me on his side, "You there, you and me- We shouldn't be here! It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants!"
Ok, now I know the main character shouldn't talk during this part, but my god, he needs to shut up before his whining gives me a headache. "Look, just shut your fucking mouth. I don't even know why I'm here, I wasn't trying to cross the border, I didn't steal anything, and I didn't fuck with the Thalmor." Before I could help myself, I said one more thing I shouldn't have. "And if you don't run, you might live through what is coming up..." That is when Ulfric gave me a wide eyed stare and Ralof tilted his head in confusion.
My throat felt like it was going to close when I saw the Nord open his mouth to say something to only be interrupted by the driver to shut up. That we did, my head hanging down as I counted down the seconds to where we get the city Alduin will use as his mark, showing he isn't dead. We all sat in an uneasy silence, naturally the two Stormcloaks know what will supposedly happen at the end of this little trip, the thief grew more uneasy as the time passes without anyone talking about where they are going, and I just sighed, knowing the fate at the end, praying to whatever gods, goddess, or demons out there that will listen to her that she will make it out of here safely.
Ralof and Ulfric glared at the gates that lead into Helgen as a soldier calls out to General Tullius that the headsman is ready and waiting. The thief called out to the Divines for help, to which I looked at him and muttered, "Just don't run off, and you will live, thief." Again, the three Nords stared at me, completely confused at my statements. I had to wince, forgetting again to keep my mouth shut and shrug, muttering out something along the lines of a 'gut feeling'. I look up again to see the Tullius and the section leader of the Thalmor sitting on their horses, watching our cart. I glare at the Highelf, always hating her through every gameplay, even more than Ulfric who also glares at them.
Soon, the cart came to a stop, a soldier ordering the four of us to stand, all of us do so without any complaint, getting out of it one at a time, first Ulfric, then Lokir, me, and Ralof last, just like the game. I looked up some to see a Captain and Hadvar standing at the end of the cart with a list, Hadvar calling out Windhelm's Jarl first, then Ralof, who gave the list man a glare before standing with his Jarl. Next was Lokir, he started to yell out then stopped, glancing at me before nodding and heading off to join the others. Huh…
I was lost in thought that I just changed the game that I didn't hear Hadvar call out to me until the bitch of the captain jabbed me in the ribs with her sheathed sword. I let out a hissed groan and glared at her before looking the Nord, answering clearly enough for him to hear. "My name is Anika, and I have no clue why I'm here, SIR." The last word was directed at the captain as a petty quip for jabbing me.
Hadvar looked at the list in confusion then spoke to his captain, the confusion is heard in his tone. "She isn't on the list, what do we do?" She answers quickly, telling him to forget the list and just send me to the block, not caring now if I was on the list or not from my rudeness. He gave me a sad smile and spoke softly to me, "I will make sure your remains will go to Cyrodiil." This caused my eyebrows to go up some. So I am placed under Imperial here, well, I am pale and shorter than a Nord. Well, it doesn't matter, if I make it out, then my body won't randomly go to a different country, if I don't… Well, at least I get buried.
I head into the crowd of prisoners, rolling my shoulders some, getting stares and glances. Frowning, I look down and see why they are doing this, it's my clothing. For once, I hated the fact I was different than everyone. Tullius started to gloat over Ulfric when a deafening roar sounded, it was ignored and things went on as planned.
The prayer started, Lokir manages to catch my gaze, he was losing trust in what I said in the cart. The annoyed Nord that went to his death first went up, interrupting the prayer to get his head chopped. His body convulses some once the head was detached from the neck. The smell of his body releasing everything in it caused me to gag and cover my nose, looking away as they took the body way as the Captain looked at me and smirked. "Next, the Imperial!" She called just before another roar sounded. Again, stupidly, it was ignored as the Captain said, "Next prisoner!"
I bite my cheek as I slowly moved forward to the block, the woman being none too gently as she forced my head into the divot. I close my eyes for one more prayer before hearing one last roar. Opening them to see my unlikely savior glaring at me and all the other humans behind me as Alduin let out a Thu'um.
Author's Note: Hey guys! Hope you liked this one. I might take longer to post chapters because of family problems. Just hope you guys love this and hello to everyone around the world!