We were led outside to a large mansion gaurded by many Imperial soldiers, the same soldiers who killed her father trying to liberate Tamriel from the Empire and the Dominion. Amelia snarled as she saw the new General, Seleen Flonde, galloping forward on her horse in her crimson leather armor, and her blonde hair flowing in the wind. Her steely grey eyes seemed to peirce through her very soul.
[Amelia] You cowards! Abducting us in our sleep! Why don't you unbind us anf fight!
[Linius] Amelia, nows not the time, I'm just as mad as you but, we're extreemly out numbered.
Amelia looked around her and saw there were archers on the rooftops, 4-12 soldiers within every 20 feet,
and two soldiers on either side of her to prevent her from stuggling. She also noticed a stange note sticking out of her footwraps. Her clothes, weapons,
and armor had been taken and stored away somewhere.
She still has her amulet of Dovahkiin, which her father had made for her second birthday. The same day he died. When he wend to go get her gift she heard shouting, Fus Ro Dah, Ti, Yol, and when she went to see what was happening her father was being attacked by multiple Imperials. He had slautered them all but he had an arrow sticking out of his heart.
[Dovahkiin] Amelia... (He said as he coughed up blood) Here, happy birthday. I wanted you to have this when you turned 8 to practice, but... here...
(He handed her his sword, made from dragon bone and forged at Jarvaskar by Dovahkiin himself. He smiled and kissed hor forhead as he took his last breath.)
Amelia started to cry, she fell to her knees and the soldiers hoisted her back up.
[Seleen] Well well well. Dovahkiin's daughter, and her... boyfriend perhaps? No, your far to ugly, say,
her father had the same disgusted look when I peirced his heart with that arrow.
[Linius] HEY! Don't talk about her like that to cowardly peice of shit! And never, NEVER, talk about her father like that!
Linius was broke his binds drew a nearby sword from a soldier decapitated him and started to hack at the other soldiers. When the archers shot at him he grapped a soldier and used them as a meat sheild.
It was becoming hard for Amelia to see, much less stand. She fell to the ground and Linius was going truly berserker on the Imperials. She heard very faintly now, swords clashing, arrows flying, and what suprised her more was someone shout, Fus Ro DAH! She couldn't hold out any longer, she just lost too much blood. Everything went black,
everything except the beam gold heading strait at her. She fainted.
When she woke up she was in a tent. It was familiar,
a Stormcloak tent. Next to her Linius had passed out resting his head upon her breasts. When she nudged him he bolted strait up and noticed she was awake.
[Linius] Amelia, I'm sorry, sorry for losing my temper and making you pass out...
Linius was looking downward tears flowing down his cheeks...
[Amelia] Oh Linius, you did not make we faint, it was the stupid dagger. It wasn't your fault.
Linius looked up, Amelia had never seen him cry, he looked like a small black puppy, waiting for someone to understand him. Amelia leaned forward lifting Linius's head and kissed him. His lips tasted like her mothers cookies fresh out of the oven. Warm choclate, cool mint, and an aditional refreshing watermellon. She could never quite understand how his lips tasted so good, and the foods they taste like never go together.
[Stormcloak] Well, I see your awake now, Galmar would like to speak with you.