Authors Note: I hope everyone enjoys the second chapter. I had to edit this myself so all mistakes are mine.

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Chapter 2
Have Mercy

"So…Selene, why were you in prison?" One of the Redguards asked me as we wound our way down the dark tunnel, barely lit by the small mage light I had created.

"I have no idea." I answered honestly.

"Perhaps, the Ni…the gods placed you in there." The Emperor spoke wearily. This trip has probably tired him out. We've been walking for a good half an hour. How big are these tunnels?

I smiled slightly at the edit. I'm glad he wasn't one of those raving lunatics who go to the Azura shrine and try to get more worshippers.

"Are you a worshiper of one of the daedric princes?" The female asked, her voice sounding genuinely curious.

"A daedric princess," I corrected her. I highly doubt we'll all make it out of here alive so why lie now?

"I used to worship Merida back in High Rock." The female laughed slightly.

I arched my eyebrows. How interesting. "The lady of infinite energies is a just goddess." I whispered lightly.

She smiled slightly.

"She is." She agreed.

"You are all freaks." The younger Redguard laughed.

The Emperor chuckled lightly.

The laugh soon turned into a cough and I held onto him so he didn't fall. This was a bad coughing spill. Was he sick?

"Sire, are you alright?" The Female asked, kneeling by his face.

He nodded lightly and finished coughing, rubbing his throat slightly.

I placed my hand against his chest and cast a restorative. He seemed to brighten a bit.

"Mage to boot," The older redguard laughed.

"Not really…I'm a Bladesinger." I brightened my mage light and changed its color to bright white.

"What's that?" The female asked.

"It's like a Battlemage, I was taught the art of bladesinging as a little girl…its sword fighting that's heavily augmented by Alteration, Destruction, Illusion and restoration." I spoke matter-of-factly.

Almost every Winged Twilight was a Bladesinger.

"So you're good with a sword?" The female asked as we rounded about bend and into a large room.

Suddenly I stopped and listened intently, my daedric hearing acutely locating three extra people hiding in the shadowed ledges.

I motioned to stop progress. The Emperor came and stood by me staring at me confused.

"I can sense three people in here that shouldn't be." I whispered quickly. The female drew her blade quietly.

"Magic?" she asked, I nodded and she gave a quick nod, creeping forward slightly.

I had the incantation to an electrocution spell dancing on my tongue. The other two blades drew their weapons quietly.

Suddenly, three figures leaped from the ledges and attacked. They had heavy daedric Platemail and iron masks with Dremora maces.

You have got to be kidding me, freaking Dagonites. Well I've never liked them so this should be fun.

The Female took one on dueling skillfully. The other two blades charged at one who had to be a Nord for how huge he was.

The last, no doubt a female mer of some type rushed at The Emperor and I.

I laughed at the effort and loosed my spell on her, watching how her skin blackened and her eyes melted from the extreme heat.

She landed smoking with a heavy thud as her armor faded away. The Redguards took down the Nord and The Female was still dueling but seemed to be tiring.

I shot my most powerful fire spell at that one and nearly laughed as he burst into flames and screamed like a girl. The Breton cut him down with one last quick slash.

I heard footfalls up on the ledge.

I grabbed the Emperor and all but dragged him to the door at the end of the room and shoved him through roughly.

The Redguards followed in as five more Fanatics leaped down.

The Female blade threw a key to the Older Redguard.

"Go!" She screamed. The Redguard nodded sadly and slammed the door. I heard the locking of the tumblers.

It was just me and the female against five Dagonites. How fun.

I blasted one away with a heavy shock spell and the female sliced one in half.

Three on two, one rushed me and tackled me into the wall. I shoved my strongest frost spell into his face, hearing the slight cracking sounds of his blood turning to ice.

I pushed him aside. The female stabbed at one but the other had gotten behind her and brought his mace down on her head.

Limply, she fell to the floor. Damnit, I glared at the last one.

He took a step forward and I used an innate telekinesis spell to pull the females sword to me. He took another step forward.

You have a daedra angered and itching to blow you away. Not a good combo Serjo. The Dunmer man rushed me, mace held high.

He meant to bring down on my shoulder but with a shield spell surrounding my hand, I caught it and stared maliciously at him. His eyes went wide before I swung him into the wall behind me.

"You know…Azura hates traitors, yes…you are gonna suffer." I whispered seductively into his ear and shoved the blade into his chest and swung sideways, earning many cracks and crunches as the blade broke through his sternum and ribs.

Slowly, he slid down the wall into a bloody heap.

I walked over to the female's body and closed her eyes. She deserved the best burial rite there are, may Merida have mercy on her soul.

I cast a small scale restorative on her body to keep it from decaying.

I stood and heard squeaking. I turned and saw part of the wall had caved in and three rats were looking at me with hungry eyes.

I laughed, how fun.

~~~Dusk and Dawn~~~

I watched with a small degree of pity as the Dagonites fell to the Blades swords.

The little trip through the underdark of the prison yielded a scroll, three gold shillings and a few daggers.

Most of which I have strapped to my back so I can throw them if I don't feel like wasting magic.

One the assassins spotted me watching and yelled to his companion who shot a weak fire spell at me.

No one in this room is enough of a mage to do more then piss me off.

I swiped my arm at the spell and it dissipated. I smiled at the assassin's before sending two daggers into their heads.

I leapt down gracefully and smiled grimly at the two Redguards, they looked happy to see me.

"Is the captain?" the old one began.

"Yes, I'm sorry." I offered.

He nodded sadly. "Do you have her sword, a warrior's soul is in her sword and she would want to be taken back to our fortress." He stated sadly.

I held up the katana and he took it without a word.

"What is your birthsign?" The Emperor asked me randomly. He didn't even seem phased by the death of the Captain, did I even have a birthsign.

"I don't remember." I stated confused.

He nodded.

"The end is close." He whispered and began to walk down the tunnel…alone.

Well if he keeps wandering off, no shit it will be. The two surviving blades and I raced to catch up him.

I patted the older blades arm. The tears in his eyes from when I told him of the death didn't leave.

"She's happy." I whispered to him, low so that the Emperor or the other blade couldn't hear.

He nodded sadly.

"I hope so…we'll need her help to get out of this alive." He whispered.

Azura help us.

Ending notes: I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter.