I was lying on my bed thinking about my time here in Skyrim, hoping that they would not find me. I've been marked, marked for nothing, marked by Sithis. Many assassins have tried to fulfill the contract, and many have failed, except for two. They've been hunting me for months, from Cyrodiil to Morrowind, they never gave up, never stopped, and never got me. But they were close, my last encounter with them almost had me killed if it was not for my Bosmer friend, Nilin. Those Khajiit twins were the most fearful thing I've ever seen in my life, they even risk life and limb just to make sure I'm dead.
I shuddered, I prayed to all 9 Divines to make sure I was save, I cannot let Hennah down, no, I'm not letting anyone else down ever again. I repeated that quote in my mind over and over again until I slowly fell asleep.
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*Jayna's POV*
It was midnight, I woke up from my bed in the Drunken Huntsman, took off my sleepwear, strapped on my armor and snuck out of the place.
I went into the inn where the Imperial and Nord were staying, the Nord's wolf was outside the inn, it was sleeping, like the rest of the city was. I sneaked into the inn and stuck to the shadows, I made sure no one saw me. I silently and swiftly made my way up the stairs until an accented voice stopped me, I creeped closer to the door and placed my ear on it.
"What are you waiting for kill him already! Kill him for Sithis!" said the voice. It was replied with "Quiet you! If you're too loud he'll get away again! And don't worry, Khajiit has this thing covered, just a simple jab in the neck will get rid of him for good,"
"No! Jo'Shima doesn't like that! She wants the Imperial to suffer for all the trouble he's caused for her," said the voice that belonged to a person called Jo'Shima. The other voice growled and said "Da'Rahk decides to kill him and since he is the eldest, he calls the shots!"
They were going to kill him! I don't know what to do! Wait did one of the said Sithis? If I killed the Imperial, then I can join the Dark Brotherhood! But if I kill the Imperial what would happen to the Nord? Are they together? Are they married? I can't do it, so I decided to save the Imperial, I slowly opened the door and sneaked into the room. I decided to smash the Khajiits' head together and knock them out, after that I'll drag them out and dump them behind the inn, after I make sure I get all the gold I can from them.
I creeped up behind them ready to smash their heads together until Da'Rahk turned around, dagger drawn and said "Don't think this one can't smell you coming Nord,"
So much for stealth, now for combat. I drew my poison coated Daedric sword and swung at one, but it was met with a parry by a dagger from Jo'Shima. Da'Rahk lunged at me but I kicked him in the stomach. Jo'Shima's hands started glowed blue, uh oh, she was going to cast Lightning! Da'Rahk quickly said "You fool! You'll wake up the target!"
Speaking of waking up, how in the name of Oblivion is the Imperial still sleeping?! I looked over and saw that he had some sort of green glow around his ears, ugh magic earmuffs... and his face was on the pillow, if he doesn't get killed, he might suffocate.
My attention to the Imperial was shattered when Da'Rahk lunged at me again, this time we tumbled out of the room and down the stairs. We were punching and clawing at each other until I punched him in the face, he yelped in pain and I scrambled upstairs to get my sword, only to find it pointing at my face thanks to Jo'Shima. "Looking for something Nord?" said the Khajiit with a laugh. I quickly floor swiped her legs, making her fall down and giving me the chance to grab my sword, and just in time too, Da'Rahk was just about to stab me in the back. I turned around and gave him a quick cut on his hand, it was a small and shallow one, but was enough to cause him much pain. He covered his mouth with another hand to muffle his scream. Jo'Shima lunged at me, but I kicked her and sent her flying out of the room, knocking Da'Rahk away as well. The Khajiit got up and Jo'Shima said, "This isn't over Nord, the Imperial is marked by Sithis, and when we're done with him, we're coming after you!"
"Pfft, good luck, now scram!" I said. The Khajiit turned and bolted out of the inn. I looked back at the Imperial, he's marked, and maybe he doesn't even know it. I walked up to him and he turned over and I let out a little gasp. His face had a slight stubble and there were no scars, he seemed cute when he was sleeping, oh I could just ki-, gah...I shook the thought out of my mind. I decided to be nice to him and not steal his jewels, yet.
I sighed and went out of the room, then out of the inn, then back to the Drunken Huntsman, during the short journey the scene of the fight went over my head along with the Imperial's face, sure he was cute, but what am I feeling? I feel this strange fluttery feeling, I suddenly remembered, a priest of Dibella told me that's how love felt, me in love? Maybe Dibella was working her magic on me? I am wearing her amulet after all...
I sneaked back into my room, stripped off my armor and put on my sleeping gown and went back to sleep, my thought still wondering what's going one with me.
Author's Note: I had no idea what I just wrote...meh...Meet Jo'Shima and Da'Rahk created by Horror Story 13,the twin Khajiit's that still honor a past contract although they aren't Brotherhood member's anymore. Poor Lig...really first he gets chased to Skyrim by a pair of murderous cat people and then some one tries to rob him and accidentally fall in love...Sithis...Dibella...you two are complete d*ckheads...sometimes...maybe...I don't wanna die...I haven't got married yet!
