The air is cool despite the shinnig sun but he found it nice. Where he came from there is always the same warm temperature. Changes is nice. To be honest he was a bit sick of from his "kingdom". All the same, never change, routine... how ironic; beign a epitome of change and have such a stable world... he really talk about that with his brother and sisters. But later, right now he is just going to enjoy the morning air... and look for some actual fun. Clavicus, just like all of his brethen always interested in mortal plane and its habitants. Ever since Akatosh and others sacrificed themselves and became the very bones of this planet, creating the mortals while losing their "own" immortality – in speaking of freedom – which this new realm known from then and now on Mundus "always" felt intrigued by this realm... and its little residents. Mortals, the "residents" of this planet, suprisingly intelligent –though rarely, sometimes someone even managed the trick "them" in their own games... usually never end well for smal, smart little mortal" – curious, greedy, sinister, hungry for power and immortality and of course "worshipping" creatures. Its so nice and entertaining, playing with their minds, manupulating their actions, "breaking" their little wills... which harder and much more pleasurable than its looks. So here he is observing, searching and looking for fun... oh he and "the mutt". Of course Barbas with him too, that insufferable little pup. He tried to brush him of in the realm but the dog begged and it was so pathetic he had to take him with him. Barbas, his hound and half of his power never liked when he personally enter the realm of the mortals. He thinks he couse enough damage to mortals when he is in his realm aready not need to do it with his own presence. He never undrstand why his haund like mortal so much, to the poing he actually try to protect "them" from "him". He admit he fascinated by mortal just as mmuch as him, but never understand why the mutt "care" for them. There was so many of them, one more trait good obout mortals; even if one die there always another complate the task." Why are we even here? There is nothing at all, come on Clavicus lets go back already" the mutt whining like this for hours. Clavicus glared at him "I never said to you to come with me mutt." Barbas, already used to the Prince of Wishes's ill treatment towards him, not even flinches "Yeah, but I'am your power's half side Vile don't forget about it. And believe me even "you" can hurt in this here, especially consedering you are a "child"'s body. They generally much fragile than adults" Clavicus just scowled. The mutt didn't say anyhing afterwars just quietly fallowed him. Always fallowing and always of the Daedric Princes choose the rule alone, think sharing power with another make them weaker. Clavicus, despite one of the strongest Princes of Oblivion, is the only one had chosen an eternal company. He didn't even remember any second of his life without him. He wondered again why he chose company. He didn't want to be alone for alll eternity... at least he guessed it was the reason. He didn't even notice the men surrounded them until he bumped one of them. Impact far too much for his small body so he .Barbas helped him raise his feet and started to snarl at the men in front of him. He wasn't scared inany degree but Barbas's behavior screaming trouble. The men he bumped into smirked at him –Guess he is the leader- " Well, look what we hace here? And why a boy in such a suit wandering around so far from the city hmm?" he asked in moke kind manner. 'This is really bad'Barbas thought as he got closer to his master. Bandits. And bandists plus near a forest in almost isolated looking area plus his master in a child body equal to; Big trouble. His master can slain them with his mere thought but he was sure there must be some archers in the deep woods. And archers almost always carry some "Daedric creature" poison with them. It was like that since Mehrues tried to concuer Tamriel and caused the Oblivion Crisis. These poisons are really dangerous even such a Daedra like Clavicus himself. But he doesn't even knoow the danger hiding in the woods, he smiled at him quite innocenly yet the mad gleam in his green eyes could shadow it, if can be seen by this stupid mortals. He smiled. He has found his fun "No "sir", I'am not lost. You see, me and my hound just looking for some fun. And as for my name good sir; I'ma Clavicus. Nice too meet you" The look on some of the men's faces totally priceless. These understand his apply turned as white as sheet but those ignorant ones held their grounds. How unfortunate, for these ignorand souls. The leader shouted "Get the child He must has value" And all hell broke loose. Smart ones fled as fast as their legs carried on, some faster, but others tried deparetly catch a boy they could never catch even try forever. How is it possible a small "brat" like it has so much speed and skill? Its like he didn't even "try" to fight with them. Clavicus yawned "Come on this is borng! Don't you guys have something more? You are the most incompetent bandits I've ever seen!" He laughed at them. He laughted at his tribe! The leader, purple from enger; 'Screw the praise this boy is will play!" He thought, as signaling something in looking deserted woods. Little did Clavicus know archer hiding in the woods just turned his arrow at him. His skin as pale as the snow and his arrow's tip flimmed with "Daedric Creature" poison. He was bravier or more stupid than the rest of the other knowers. Bandit carefully took aim, his hands shaking slightly from anticipation and fear. Arrow flew with smooth "wwwsh" right where Clavicus's supposed heart lies. The child in disguise Daedric Lord didn't see it, but Barbas did. With a thunder like roar he shouted "Master lOOK OUT" He ran at his master full speed and just before it stab his master, he manages to push him out of the way. He manages to save him... but didn't have to save himself. Arrow ripped his left shoulder, miraculously missed his heart. His cry of agony ripped the air. Clavicus watched it with wide eyes stunned stunned expression, for the first time in his long life he was actually speechless; the mutt, his hound, his "friend" just saved him... from an arrow for him not his... from these mortal SCUMS!They felt the sudden changed in the boy's aura. The playfulness and mocking gone from it; It was darker, stronger, murdeous! They tried the withdraw but found their body paralayzed! The brat slowly turned to them his face scaryly blank, like silence before a storm "You "dare" to hurt my hound! My FRİEND! Hurting a God's frind is the most unwise thing to do mortal" his voice compeletly chanced too. It was deeper, it was ethereal. The leader managed to find his tongue and asked him with tremoring, frenetic voice " W-What the Oblivion are you? You moster!" The... thing smiled darkly at them his eyes shinnig with bloodlust and destruction of their souls "Yeah I get that a lot. But for you stupid mortals I'M CLAVİCUS VİLE! Daedric Lord of Power, Conjuration,Wishes and Bargains!Mortals turned almost transparent. The leader shuddered "N-n-nO!" Clavicus smiled "Oh yes, well I need more toys anyway" Black magic started to appear in his palms. The last thing bandits left in the world was the scream of agony... carried already in the deaf ears of the wind. Eveything is hurting, Barbas never felt such pain in his life, not even his master's punishments compared to this. He felt his consciousness staring to fade "BARBAS!" He barely recognized the his master's voice, with great effort he managed to open his eyes; Clavicus already leaned over him, his face was mask of calm and collected boy but he notice wetness of his cheeks. Were they tears? He must be hallucinating because of damn poison; There is no way Clavicus cry for "anything". He felt a hand gently patted hiis head, Clavicus in king, hushed tone "Barbas lisen to me, I'am going to pull the arrow "don't" try the struggle understand me?"He must me managed to nod because he grabbed the arrow and pulled it with one swift move. For a kid he is still quite strong. It felt like he not jut pulled off the arrow, but his entire left shoulder; every muscle, nerve and bone and then... sweet Oblivion of unconsciousness. Barbas was out cold. He protected him even it end up hurting himself. Clavicus slowly patted his hound's head again, Daedric magic create miracles but even it couldn't wipped the entire poison compeletly, when he is wake up he'll be sore all over. He slowly raised to his feet and with one move of his fingers, he and his beloved hound dissappeard en purple light.
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Wow! The second chapter is over! And we almost come to the end. Its really exciting to wirite here so please gentle with me XD Please rveiw for this poor newbie! Thank you in advance