Well, here is chapter one! I have mixed feelings about it; relying mostly on game diolouge kind of frustrates me. But, then again, I am always iffy about my works. Oh well. I shall leave it to me viewers/reviwers to tell me what they think.

Onto the story!

When the Kajhit came to, everything felt bumpy like they were on a rocky road. He hissed softly as the bumps jostled him and made his head split. Damn men, cracking his skull like that.

"Hey, you. You're finally awake."

He looked over to see who was talking. A Nord. His hands were bound and he wore a sack shirt and simple pants. It was an outfit the Kahjit was familiar with; prison clothes. Desperately he looked down at himself and saw he was in the same attire. His hands were bound as well, and-

Bastards took my ring! He snarled inwardly. His ring finger was bare; the familiar sapphire encrusted silver ring was missing.

"You were trying to cross the border, right?" The beast-man looked up and focused on the man talking. "Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, the Redguard (1) and that thief over there."

The thief scowled and turned in their direction. "Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy."

The Kahjit rolled his eyes. A lazy empire? This place must be a shithole then. He glanced at the Redgaurd. He had yet to say anything. Instead he opted to stare up at the sky with a calm, almost emotionless, look. He shrugged and focused on the thief.

The thief continued. "If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and be halfway to Hammerfell."

He turned to the Kahjit. "You there. You and me- we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants." The cat couldn't help but agree. After all, he hadn't done anything wrong. He didn't even know what a Stormcloak was.

"We're all brothers and sisters in binds now thief." The Nord growled.

"Shut up back there." An Imperial solider ordered.

The Kahjit zoned out a moment later. His head was still aching and all the talking was making it worse. He closed his eyes and sighed. What a way to start off a new life. First he was jumped, then they stole his ring and then he was arrested! What next? A flying lizard will appear and destroy everything? A small smirk crossed his face and he shook his head. What a wild imagination. At least it provided him with some sort of entertainment during this trip. Another sigh slipped past his lips. He was starting to regret leaving home now. Then again, even if he stayed in Cyrodill they would find him.

The cart jolted roughly, making his headache flare. He opened his eyes and hissed at the driver. "Wanna drive a bit smoother you moron?"

The driver ignored him and they turned a corner. A village was up ahead with towers scattered around it.

"General Tullius, sir!" a guard called. "The headsman is waiting!"

"Good, let's get this over with." Tullius replied. They rode into the village and the Kajit looked around. People were coming out of their homes to look at them go by. Dread filled the cat when he heard the Nord say, "This is the end of the line."

The wagon slowed to a halt and one by one they were lead off by the guards. He stood behind the horse thief and a large Nord covered by a fur coat. He watched, silently, as names were called. The Nord, Ulfric Stormcloak, was called first. He silently made his way over to the guards and a chopping block. Next was the other Nord, Rolof. Like Ulfric, he went calmly and with dignity. When the thief was called forward he freaked out, claiming not to be a rebel and ran. One of the guards hollered for him to halt. When he didn't, an archer raised his bow and shot him down with a signal hit.

The Kahjit rolled his eyes and sighed. Foolish human. "Wait." He looked forward. "You there, step forward." He did what he was told. "Who are you?"

Slowly, the Kajit blinked. His tail twitched. Finally, he spoke. "Shiro."

The guard looked at his list, then over to his captain. "He's not on the list. What do we do?"

"He goes to the block." She replied.

The captain led Shiro over to where Ulfric and Rolof were. He stood in the line, listening as the guard talked to Ulfirc. Shiro's lynx ears twitched when a loud, groan-like roar echoed. He turned his gaze to the sky in confusion. People around him murmured looked up as well.

The guard settled everyone down and continued to speak. When he finished, the man to his right stepped over t the block. He dropped to his knees and laid his head on the block. Shiro watched as a large axe was raised then, with a thunk, fell and beheaded the man. The body fell and was moved aside.

"Next, the cat!"

Shiro was pushed forward. He bit back a hiss and approached it, looking at the bloody board in distaste. They were going to place him on a bloody board? How disgusting. Another roar echoed and Shiro looked up. His was forced to his knees and his head was shoved down. He stared at the guard and-

He blinked. What was that over by the mountains? A large, winged creature flew in their direction. It landed on a tower and stared down at everyone.

"Dragon!" he heard someone scream. His eyes widened. A dragon? They were nothing but myths he thought!

The beast opened its mouth and let out, what could only be described, as a shout. The sky turned dark and clouds swirled angrily. Then, fire fell from the sky. People began to scream and run. One of the guard ran by him, kicking his side and making his vision blur. He blinked and tried to focus when he heard someone.

"Get up Kajhit! The gods won't give us another chance!"

Shiro groaned and shakily got to his feet. He saw the Nord, Rolof, standing there and ushering for him to follow. Quickly they ran through Helgen, desperately trying to dodge the falling flames. They ran into a tower to escape the Dragon. Rolof turned to where Ulfric stood. While they conversed, Shiro struggled to undo his binds; no good. Rolof raced past Shiro up the steps, so the Kajhit was quick to follow. Like hell he was going to stay and become Dragon food. When they were almost at the top, a large section of the wall was blown in. Shiro caught a glimpse of the Dragon's head before a jet of flames went through the hole. When the flames, and Dragon, were gone they peaked through the hole.

"See that Inn on the other side?" Rolof pointed to a burned down building. "Jump through the roof and keep going."

Shiro looked at the man. Was he crazy? He expected him to jump, and run from a dragon all by himself? Where the hell was he going go? Unfortunately, he didn't see any other options. So he held his breath, thought of a quick prayer to Talos, and jumped. He managed to get onto the building. Letting out the breath he had been holding, the Kajit dashed across the building and outside. Up ahead he saw the dragon land in front of two other men. They moved backwards when flames spewed from the beast's mouth. It beat it wings and took to the sky. One of the Nords noticed him.

"You're still alive prisoner? Stick with me if you want to live."

Though Shiro was not particularly happy being around a man that, only a while ago, was going to kill him, living was by far more important. With his sword drawn, the Nord ran ahead and Shiro stayed close. He hated feeling useless, but until he got a weapon and his hands unbound he would have to suck it up.

The two ran through the village, staying close the wall. The dragon would have a tough time trying to get them now. They passed the Dragon and continued forward. The Dragon noticed Shiro and breathed fire in his direction. He cried out in shock and moved to dodge it, increasing his speed to escape it. Men were running around, raising bows and firing arrows at it in hopes o subdue it. Shiro didn't stick around it see if their successful.

After a few more minutes of running and dodging they neared a large tower. The Stormcloak from the cart was there, and he and the Nord faced each other.

"Rolof you traitor!" the Nord spat.

"We're escaping, Hadvar. You're not stopping us this time."

Shiro shook his head. They obviously had issues to deal with, so he was going to go ahead. He would rather not be out here when a large Dragon was setting the place on fire. He moved around the men and dashed into the tower.

And there is chapter one! I hope you enjoyed it. And I would like to thank those of you that reviewed. It made me feel better.

(1) I know the Redgaurd was not part of the prison escape, but Shiro is not the Dragonborn. Since this takes place when Dragon's are attacking, I needed a Dragonborn. Therefore, the Redgaurd!

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