Three Weeks Ago...
I stood in the darkened room - the only light coming from the circle of glass overhead, which allowed the moonlight of the full moon to illuminate myself, and gently show the outlines of my Master - Titus Mede II.
His rich and expensive furs and fabrics trailed behind him as he stood in front of me.
"She escaped." He informed me. "She killed a battalion on her way out of the city." I gritted my teeth. "She betrayed us Tacitus." I breathed in deeply. How could she do this? We trusted her!
"Why would she do this master?" I asked, still knelt down in the pale light.
"I believe she has allied herself with the Stormcloaks in Skyrim."
"What?" I looked up at him, completely taken aback. "The Nords?"
"She tried to assassinate me, Tacitus." He said slowly. "You know that. Had I treated her unkindly? Had I done her wrong? What could I have done to warrant such treachery?" I sighed. "She is a traitor to you, to me and to our Empire." He said firmly. I knew this now. She was the enemy. My only friend had deceived us. "Do not let her get in your way, Tacitus. You must kill the leader of this rebellion, no matter the cost."
I nodded, and stood up.
"I swear, I will kill Ulfric Stormcloak and end this so-called Rebllion."
My master placed his hands on my shoulders in a fatherly fashion - he was the only father I had ever known.
"Go, and make me proud." He instructed. And I would. I would show him I was the best - despite Arrow's priviliged background, she was still just weak - she had probably joined the Stormcloaks to spite the Empire - she never owed allegiance to anyone or anything - why would she start now? "Geoff will be instructing you on her whereabouts. You are to report to him once in Skyrim."
I nodded. I had never liked Geoff, but we were facing a bigger threat - I would have to try my best to put aside our differences - I'm sure he would be as
"I'll go in as a prisoner." I informed my Emperor. "I will gain the trust of the Stormcloak soldiers, and once they lead me to Ulfric, I will kill them all." I promised him. He raised an eyebrow.
"And Arrow?" My heart suddenly felt full with duty and loyalty to my home.
"I'll kill anyone who gets in my way." I promised. He smiled, satisfied.
"Go, and bring peace to our Empire." I nodded, and turned around, gripping my bow tightly. I thought back to when Arrow had been in prison - her I was going to track down Arrow, and I would make her pay for everything she had done to her Empire, to her master, but most of all, to me. I knew my mission, and I would kill Arrow if she got in my way.
No, I wouldn't kill her...not at first... first I would kill those around her. And only then, when she has lost enough as I have, then I would stop hunting her.
Pretty dark, I know, but hopefully you guys are still reading?
I'm going to be updating when I can, but I'm working on a few other stories - and the chapters of this will probably short, like this one, but with a few big events. In case you were wondering, yes, I am using ArrowStriker's Dragonborn character from Trails of the Dragonborn: Stormcloak Revenge. Look it up - it's a really good read.
Also, I am writing a second Skyrim fanfic with a character similar to Tacitus, called Skyrim: The Emperor's Hand. It's my part of another Skyrim collaboration I have with Bayd1074 and his story, The Ruby Throne - which is a really unique story, that I am really looking forward to working on.
Reviews are always appreciated, and let me know if you like the story, so I can prioritize and update more frequently with longer chapters. Also - criticism is welcome... as long as it's constructive.
See you in the next chapter!
