Gevaden:

I know I have some mistakes in chap 1 (Like referring to the Nerevarine as the Nerevar or Almalexia as Almelixa) I'm fixing them so please be patient.

I know its taken along time for me to post but I was in something called EYP which stands for European Youth Parliament and over the three days it took place I got very little sleep.

Ryan was ushered into a Fort Moonmoth and brought to a small room with a few other nervous looking guards.

"Is the Morale this low in the whole base?" asked Ryan when he noticed the worried men.

"No, no there worried because there guarding a werewolf." Said Larrius. This peaked Ryan's interest.

"May I see this creature?" asked the legendary Breton.

"Sure, she's held in place perfectly."

"So why the guards?"

"Just a precaution, I assure you." Said Larrius Varro leading Ryan into a square room with all the furniture removed to accommodate the Werewolf that had been chained in place. Ryan was able to walk right up to the beast without it even looking at him. Then he noticed why, the chains at its wrists and waist holding it in place was enchanted, probably paralysing.

"Do the chains paralyse the wolf?" asked Ryan.

"Yes, she decided to have herself chained up for safety reasons." Replied the captain, hiding his obvious fear for the creature.

"What's the woman's name?" Ryan said to give the captain a topic that would give him a chance to hide his fear.

"Her name is Aoku The Cursed." Said the champion.

"I'll take it she known as cursed because of her Werewolf infection." Said Ryan as he went to touch her cheek.

"No its actually because she has a rare skin infection that causes her skin to produce a layer of thin poison that kills anyone that touches her." Said Varro testing to see if Ryan would pull his hand away from her cheek.

"Funny, very funny." Ryan didn't pause the slightest bit, he removed his glove and touched the werewolf skin.

"Either way she has been an invaluable soldier in the fight against the tribunal." Said the champion.

"And is that as a person or a werewolf." Said Ryan putting his glove back on his hand, thinking it best not to treat her as a specimen.

"Both to be fair to her, she has terrorized the Dark elves with her destructive magicka and been a saint to ours with her restoration." Replied Varro while fixing his belt.

"I want her." Said Ryan.

"Ryan please you're a married man with a child." Said Varro taken back by Ryan's unusual behaviour.

"I want her to travel and fight with my troop you pervert." Said Ryan with a boyish scowl.

"Oh, that makes much more sense." Said Varro giving out a sigh. Suddenly a guard burst in through the door.

"Sir, Vvardenfell has been seen leaving Vivec with to many people to be safe." Said the soldier standing with a straight back.

"Thank you, now leave us." Said the Champion.

"Vvardenfell, I known that name but I can't place it." Said Ryan running his hand through his hair.

"Vvardenfell is a female Nord with talent, made famous a while ago for killing a monster in her home town right here in Balmora, and she's you first assignment."

"I'll choose to do it if I want to, what is it."

"Kill her." Said Varro, Ryan paused to think.

Vvardenfell was looking out over the hills to check for anything out of the ordinary, but everything checked out. They preceded slowly, Vvardenfell and the Ordinators that followed her they were to strike Caldera which would hopefully cause the Balmora guards would go as reinforcements, while the city was relatively empty it would be taken over by the Dunmer, and with the take over House Hlaalu would be forced to join the Tribunal or die.

Balmora was Vvardenfell's home town, she didn't feel very good about tricking it into having it abandoned but it was for the greater good that the Dunmer take it.

"M'am, may I ask as to which direction we will take?" asked an Ordinator.

"North, towards Ald'Ruhn and we'll turn west at the last second and come at them, the Imperial guard will prove little hassle for us. If things go really well we might end up with two more cities at the end of the day."

"Do you think it is wise to leave Vivec? With the Nerevarine thinking that the Empire might attack?"

"I believe Vivec will be okay for a few days." as she said this she felt like she was being watched. And she was, someone was watching them from a behind a large rock up on a cliff, the character started to circle around the rock and sneak down the cliff before shouting.

"They say the Empire is massing a huge army to the extreme east!" which was stupid as they Sardith Mora was the only Empire controlled city and the Tribunal had taken that some time ago.

"Only if your staring from the west." Replied Vvardenfell, it seemed to the Ordinators that the two were speaking a code. Which was confirmed when the two shook hands, the new comer was a Dunmer woman wearing a full suit of glass armour and had a Daedric Wakazashi held at her side. The woman looked to the Ordinators.

"I am Shardae, a nightblade sent by lady Almalexia to give you aid just encase something unexpected happens, your leader Vvardenfell expected me hence the code." She said with a voice with suggested she was in her twenties, they couldn't see her very well as she wore a helmet which blocked view of her face.

"We better press on." Said Vvardenfell.

"Indeed." Replied Shardae. And they started running.

Meanwhile something unexpected in Caldera was happening; heroes loyal to the empire were meeting up to plan a strike on Ald'Ruhn. The Heroes sat around a table and introduced themselves.

"I am known as Sabre, I am a Knight and I use either this Ebony Broadsword or my Demon Longbow." Said the first of them, a Nord wearing Royal guard armour and carrying a goblin shield.

"I am Ershedro, it is said my dual longs are the strongest weapons in all the land! I shall crush the skull of Vivec with them!" said a warrior with voice full of Morale and zeal.

"I am Vjad! And I swore allegiance to the Empire and I shall not stop fighting the Dunmer until the heart of Vivec stops or mine does!" said a Nord with a Nordic Battle Silver Battle axe, Imperial Silver Cuirass, Imperial Steel Boots, Pauldrons, Gauntlets, Greaves. He had white hair and a face with some facial hair growing.

The three adventures knew each other indirectly and came together through friends and recommendations; each had a loyal band of followers that would be considered their armies.

"So what's the plan?" asked Ershedro.

"We are going to do one of two things, either strike Ald'Ruhn or we could use information I know." Replied Vjad.

"And what's the information?" asked Ershedro.

"Have you both heard of a Breton named Ryan?" The two nodded.

"He joined the Empire last night and is off on an assignment already, to intercept an expected attack."

"So what should we do with this information?" asked Sabre.

"The group he's to intercept came from Vivec, which means the city will be low on defenders, unless they army is just recruits but if it is then why would Ryan have been sent to intercept."

"You want us to attack the City of Vivec!" said Ershedro.

"Basically yeah, we could hit Vivec hard, even if we die it will be left open to attack from anyone else! It could be the end of the war!" said Vjad

"Well then let go!" shouted Ershedro.

"Not so fast, such an assault requires a lot of thought." Said Sabre deep in thought.

"Tell me, how do you know all this Vjad?" asked Ershedro.

"He sent me here to tell you, I'm his first officer." Said Vjad with a little 'are you surprised' smile.

Vvardenfell was asleep but she was woken up noise out side. She looked around her make shift tent, their was some supplies, her armour, a fire suddenly she thought.

"Did I start a fire before going to sleep…no I don't think so…. hold on my tent is on fire, MY TENT IS ON FIRE!" she rolled away from the fire grabbed her gear and put it on, she looked outside and found a fight going on. She to the tent next to hers to find her friend Turv, an Ordinator. She found that he was still drowsy. She looked at his Ordinator gear, and noticed glass gear next to it.

"Why is your glass gear with you?"

"I prefer it, can I wear it instead?"

"I don't care we are under attack!" she ran outside to find the Imperial guard and some other group attacking them. She pulled out her short sword and stabbed an Imperial soldier he fell quickly. She ran around fighting off the attackers then she noticed something very odd, one of Almalexia's hands was walking around looking for something.

She ran over and got his attention.

"Can I help you?" she asked confused at this persons presence.

"Are you Vvardenfell?" he asked.

"Yes why?" suddenly he smashed her in the face with his shield, he had inhuman strength and she flew through the air and landed hard. She looked up at the character and watched as he ran with lightning fast speed to were she was and he placed a boot on her chest, she was pinned down and had dropped her weapon when she was hit.

She looked at the boot on her chest, it was pressing down really hard. It was a boot of blinding speed, which explained his speed, but what about his strength?

"Vvardenfell, sword of the Tribunal, I am hear to end your life." He said with a cold voice.

The fight going on around the two stopped and all the soldiers stopped to watch the fight, knowing that whomever won this fight won the battle basically.

Turv ran through the crowd and jumped on the magically geared attacker, he held on tight and stabbed the guy in the shoulder with a dagger he found on the floor.

The attacker fell to one knee and rolled away, he pulled out the dagger and threw it away. The attacker was Ryan, but Turv and Vvardenfell didn't know this.

He stared at Turv and watched as he gave Vvardenfell a hand in getting up. Ryan cast a spell to heal his wound. Then drew his Her Ebony Scimitar before walking over to the two who prepared for the attack.

Turv drew his glass long sword and ran at Ryan, as he approached Ryan suddenly Ryan ran behind him with his super speed, Turv spun around and swung at Ryan's neck with his sword, Ryan lent back to avoid the sword before swinging his sword at Turv, Turv blocked it with his shield but he was forced to keep it held above his head as Ryan lashed his sword down again and again.

Vvardenfell watched the two fight and knew that know it was her turn to save Turv, she ran in and stabbed at Ryan who blocked with his own shield, the two came at Ryan from opposite sides, but he was able to fight the two with the aid of his boots and right glove that gave him his inhuman strength. Ryan was a warrior of Legendary skill made even better by the Enchantments of his Armour and weapons.

Ryan suddenly flicked out a spear and swung it at Turv who blocked it. Ryan swung the spear onto his shoulders at position it so he could keep it steady at the base of his neck. He jabbed it at Vvardenfell, who was able to dodge to the left and right as it came at her, the he lowered his head and swung it around, it just cut Turv in the face. He wasn't hurt very much but the sudden pain was a surprise and he found that he couldn't move. It was up to Vvardenfell.

The crown had by now made a circle around the fighters and were chanting for their champion whomever it maybe.

Vvardenfell moved back a bit and watched as her attacker did something very odd. He stabbed his spear into the floor and then took off his gloves, then his Pauldrons, then his helmet. She recognised his face instantly, it was Ryan, he spent a lot of time in Balmora. Suddenly she felt a knot in her stomach, she wished he had never taken off the helmet, she could handle the icy stare of the helmet but not the beautiful and emotionless face of Ryan. She heard stories about him, people said that he killed Ordinators for fun, he spent months in the frozen plains of Solstheim in nothing but his underpants just to practice survival, this was a stone cold killer but people who knew him personally said that he was a really nice guy, and cared very little for the Tribunal or The Empire, he cared for The Skoal Village in Solstheim who had helped him when he was a wanted convict for robbing the Vaults in Vivec, he cared for his family and friends and could be pulled to either side of the war under the right circumstances.

She decided not to drop her weapon, as she didn't know what he had up his sleeve. She ran him but was caught off guard when he flashed forward ward and cracked his fist off her face, she fell back and crashed into the crowd who just pushed her towards him, she jumped for her weapon that she had dropped again, and started to slice at his chest, he flashed around her and grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off her feet, he threw her forward and she crashed into Turv who was starting to move again.

The two got up and ran at the attacker, he jumped up but Turv jumped to meet him, Ryan grabbed Turv's sword fist in mid-air but Turv attacked Ryan with his shield. Ryan was Stunned and fell to a knee, Vvardenfell grabbed the Ebony sword that was lying next to the spear and held it to his neck, Turv landed next to her and she gave him a kind of 'good job' smile and nod. She was about to slice when his neck and end this horrible fight when she found a Dremora standing at her side.

"What the…" she was thrown off guard when it pulled out a Daedric Mace and she had to defend herself.

"Damn, I missed the chance to kill him." she thought to herself. She threw the sword aside and pulled out a trusty short sword, she stabbed at the Dremora and the two clashed for a little while. She eventually killed the creature and turned to see Ryan holding Turv over his head, Ryan's nose was bleeding heavily but he didn't pay attention to it, he pulled Turv down onto his raised knee. Vvardenfell heard something crack as the Knee made contact with Turv's back. Ryan just dropped Turv on the floor.

"I killed him quickly and you shall have the same faith." Ryan said as he walked forward, Vvardenfell suddenly swung her sword at Ryan's face, sadly she had swung to soon and it only cut his cheek.

Ryan grabbed her around the neck, his hand was like a vice grip. He smashed his knee into Vvardenfell's stomach and as her ear was next to his mouth he whispered.

"He's alive but unconscious. He will be okay if you can get him healed." He whispered. She was sort of surprised, was Ryan a fake or was he actually a nice guy.

"I shall give you this one chance to join me Vvardenfell, or else you die now." Ryan said loudly to get the so the soldiers would know of the choice she had to make.

Gevaden: That's the second chapter, I hope you enjoyed it!