I forgot to say in the last chapter that the beginning of this will be her childhood made up by me, and then later on the story will meet up with the beginning of the game and so on, with a bit of tweaks obviously. I hope that made sense. Alright thanks dudes! Please do enjoy.

BTW I do NOT own Skyrim, Bethesda owns Skyrim. The only thing I own are my original characters.

Sapphira Part 1

Chapter 2: Frea

It had been about 6 years since I had witnessed my mother having affairs... With more than one man, there had been days when she had one man and another day a different man. The more men she brought the more distant, quite and annoyed I got. In the last 6 years dad had only visited 7 times and in those 7 times I've tried to tell him what she was doing. Tell him about the different men, the way she doesn't care for me anymore, but it was so hard to tell my dad, they have been married for so long, and they were my mom and dad, I didn't want them to fight. I still loved my mom even though she was terrible to me she was still my mother. Even if I was to tell my father he would not believe me otherwise he only cared for mom, just wanting to satisfy her. It made me sick, but during those 6 long miserable years I had made a friend. Frea she was an angry one, but she was so nice to me I wanted to be like her, angry and powerful. The Chieftain of our Village at that time was training her, so she could put her anger to good use. I wanted him to train me, help me, I myself was angry, annoyed, depressed. I didn't want to be that anymore, but he told me I was too young, he told me to wait a couple years until I was 18. I was 13 years old but felt older because of the years I'd spent taking care of myself. I begged, and begged but he wouldn't budge, until one day Frea heard me begging him to train me. She felt bad and wanted to train me herself, I was ready for whatever she had in store for me...

"Haahh!" I grunted loudly while swinging the heavy sword

"No! You must hold the sword tighter, but not to tight or you'll hurt your hands. Trust me, I've been through it"

"to late, oww" I give a small whine and drop the sword

Frea sighs and starts to massage her forehead with her fingers in impatience.

"Hey! You try doing this when you're a scrawny 13 year old kid!" I whine again

"hey! I'm best friends with this scrawny 13 year old kid, and to me she seems to be doing fine, she just needs more practice and more food in that tummy. How about you come over again tonight, and I'll cook us dinner whatever you want kid, how does that sound?" she says while patting me on the shoulder.

I look up straight at her almost teary eyed and smiled, because she was like mother before I found out about her affairs, but frea was nothing like mother. Frea knew what she was doing, she was a woman who knew what she wanted, and I wanted to be just like her.

A while later, it's dark out...

Frea catches her breath and sits down on the ground in exhaustion

"see, I told you you'd get the hang of it kid" frea says a bit winded

"Wow! That was great! Let's do that again! Woah!" I collapse to the ground clearly sore from working hard all day

"haha woah kiddo don't push yourself so hard, you did great today. We'll do some more training tomorrow, ok?"

"Yess!! Oww" I whine... again

"Oh boy, what have I gotten myself into" frea says this as she picks me up from the ground and starts to carry me to my house

"Hey! I'm not a baby you know!"

"but your as light as a baby, has that shitty mother of yours been feeding you?"

"she hasn't brought me food in two weeks" I look down at my hands sadly

"I swear that thing doesn't deserve to be called a mother!" frea grunts

"I'm used to it"

"wait! what happened to your brothers?" Frea asks

"they moved out over... a month ago I think"

Frea sighs, she was always worried about me like I was her little sister. I honestly wished she was my big sister, she was the best.

We make it to my house and Frea stands me up on my front porch, and pats me on the head "now you go get washed up, and I'll be at my house getting dinner ready ok?"

I smile and say "ok!"

I finish my bath and head downstairs only to see I am the only one in the house, still. I sigh, and leave to head towards Frea's home. On my way I find Storn, Frea's father our village shaman, shaman are responsible for handing down their ancient traditions, and crafts. He was very smart, and a nice man whom I idolized for his knowledge.

I walk up to him "hello there ser Storn"

"oh hello little sapphira" he turns around, and I see he has many books in his hands

"do you need any help ser storn?" I ask

"Why yes I do, all-maker bless you little Sapphira"

"anything to give a helping hand to the one and only Storn!" he giggles at what I say as we walk towards his hut. The Shaman's hut is where previous shaman used to live before him, and now it is storn's.

"thank you little lady Sapphira you've saved me some time, do you happen to be on your way to frea's home?" he asks

"yes I am, she said she is making dinner. Do you want to join us ser Storn? I'd love to hear more of your knowledge of the ancient crafts" I ask

"As much as I would like to, I'm afraid I cannot. I've much work to do, but would you mind taking this to her?" he hands me a book

"A cook book?" I ask looking down at the book

"More like a cook journal, frea's mother would write down recipes after a good meal she'd conjured up"

"wow, I'll get it to her right away then!" I smiled

He smiled back at me "walk with the honor, and will of the all-maker little Sapphira" he says this as I walk out of the hut

I make way towards frea's home holding the book against my chest guarding it with my life, as I walk towards her home I noticed someone. That someone was my mother, she was with a man whom I recognized very quickly, the man whom she called Hrondar, the first man I saw when I first caught my mother. She was still seeing him after all these years, after all those men, she's still has him. I was so angry that the next thing I knew, that my legs were taking me towards were they were sitting in the middle of the village bonfire. I walk up to them ready to give them a piece of my mind, but I stop as soon as I saw the ground covered with many empty bottles of Mead, they were drunk. I look at them in disgust, then my mother sees me standing there.

"oh, kidsss" she slurred clearly about to pass out in her own filthy

"huh, more than one?" He turns toward me almost tips over

"Come, sit with usss childsss" my mother motions me to sit between them

I stare at them silently and angrily, telling myself that she wasn't worth my time. I roll my eyes and turn on my heel to walk to frea's home.

"Wha- children don't leave us come back" my mother says last as I walk into frea's home

I walk inside to find frea had just gotten dinner started

"Frea! Your father said to bring this to you" I say handing her the journal. She reaches over to grab it and looks at it with loving eyes.

"He still has it" she says still looking at the journal

"What happened to her?" I ask randomly

She looks at me surprised, then sighs "I'll tell you over dinner, but first we have to make the food because I'm starving."

I smile as I help her prepare dinner...

I lay back in my chair stuffed from all the food "man frea that was delicious you should be a chef"

"it's not me, it's thanks to my mother's recipes" she gasps as she catches herself

"frea?" I look at her worried

"You wanted to know what happened to her?" she asks

"Yes, that is if you want to tell me" I tell her

She pauses for a few seconds, then starts to speak "she died when I was very young. She was caught in a terrible snowstorm, when returning home from gathering firewood. Life is a constant hardship Sapphira, you must not take anything for granted. We cannot afford to. Between the wolves, the weather and the threats from the South, even a simple task like gathering firewood can turn deadly in an instant. You must learn how to fight for yourself, depend on no one and you'll live to be a great warrior some day little Sapphira, then you'll be able to leave this place and start a better life without that supposed family" she says while she reaches over to put her hand on my shoulder "I know you'll do great things some day"

I smile at her as tears roll down my eyes. Ever since then frea's words burned their way into my mind, for so many years I never once forgotten to not let anything bring me down. Not even that miserable old family I had. A few years go by and training with frea had paid off because I was the best fighter.

"HAAHH!" I grunt loudly as I swing my sword at frea almost letting out a war cry

"Woah!" frea blocks me just in time

I gasp "frea are you ok!? I'm so sorry!"

"it's ok child you did great, you're a 16 year old who could fight to the death.. and win!" she says as she smiles widely.

Everyday I looked forward to training with frea, I couldn't wait to get stronger, faster, smarter. There were days when she couldn't train with me, because she had work to do around the village those were the worst days. It tested my patience just sitting around the house doing nothing. Until one day frea came to me with news of her departure from skaal village that would be soon.

"what!? Frea you can't leave me" I started to cry

"listen Sapphira, I leave tomorrow for Hammerfell" she holds my face in her hands wiping away my tears "I'm going to need you to stay strong for me, live in the balance of nature and let the all-maker guide you, ok?" She hands me a sack filled with gold and says "I need you to keep this for until you come of age and are ready to leave Solstheim. It should be enough to pay for the ship that sails to Skyrim."

"Skyrim!?"

"Skyrim is the better option for you, I heard it's safe there. At least for a fresh start at a better life" she looks me in the eyes worried "you may need to join a guild, that is how you can make good coin if you wish to survive or at least make a living in Skyrim"

I took the sack and hugged her tightly "how long will you be away?"

"a few years time I think, I am not sure" she hugged me back, made me cry more

"I love you Frea"

She hugged me tighter after she heard my words "I love you too, little Sapphira" and for the first time I heard and saw Frea cry...

Just a little FYI the picture that I have for the story is indeed in fact Sapphira when she's a bit older, so you know what she looks like and hopefully have a clue of what she becomes later on in the story (Wink wink). Thank you come again my dudes! I update every Wednesday!