A/N: Sorry for not updating sooner I've been very busy moving n' stuff. Anyway I've been planning on getting this out but never found the time to right

Chapter 3

"Damm you Murphy's Law!"

I hold my hands up to keep them from trying to gut me. They exchange glances, and try to find out how the hell I got here. "Uh, take me to your leader?" I say to lighten the mood. They, unfortunately, do not get my joke.

"Take him to the throne room. Jarl Elisif will decide his fate."

They grab me by my arms, I try to fight back but they seem inhumanly strong.

"Ah, look at this milk drinker. He's barely putting up a fuss."

"I love you too." I say very sarcastically

"Shut up thief!" the guards yell at me.

"But we were just getting to know each other."

That rewards me with a swift jab to the ribs. I grunt but otherwise remain sarcastic.

They take me upstairs, which by the way are fancy as hell! They drop me right in front of the jarl.

"So, are you going to try to execute me, because I've got time?"

The 'Jarl' gets up from her seat, and waves off the guards. I, sadly, am left on my knees. I quickly stand up only to find her inches away from me.

"Whoa, I wasn't expecting things to accelerate that quickly." I say to blow off her proximity.

"You aren't the usual thief or beggar in my court. You seem… organized."

"You could say that."

"Who are you?"

"Whoa, already trying to get on first name basis." She sends a glare that could kill. "Fine, fine I'll bite, Alex, Alexander Smith"

"Well, Mr. Smith, why are you in my palace?"

"Well ma'am, that's complicated." I say

"I am sure it is"

"Ah, so… how are we gonna do this?"

"There are two options; both are a form of punishment."

"What would that be?" I say getting nervous.

"Well there's prison." I flinch. 'Yeah there are probably waaaay too many men between me and an exit.' "And there's enlistment."

I look at her like she's crazy.

"You mean to say you hire criminals for your military?"

"Well yes and no. We use it to stop petty thievery, and give them hope at a more legitimate future. Most choose six months of fighting over eight in prison."

"I guess I've got only one choice."

5 Months Later…

"Aye, can you believe were bringing Ulfric into Helgen today? This is finally over."

"Naw, I don't care who wins the fight. I've been at this for 5 months. Next month I can actually stop serving." I say with conviction. 'Sure swords are great, but I don't have time to enjoy the finer things in life'

"Alex?"

"Yeah, sorry thinking about the fun I'm gonna be having after all this."

"MEN! ARMOR UP! WERE OUT IN FIVE!"

After getting armored up, I get onto the first carriage. Just as I make myself comfortable, "SMITH, GET UP, YOUR IN CARRAGE TWO NOW!"

"Yes ma'am." I sigh out

After I get in the carriage we make our way down to Helgen. I turn to the prisoners. I just about damm jump out of my seat when I see who it is.

Ulfric Storm cloak is in this damm carriage.

"They never tell me anything." I mutter

"Where are we going?" one of the prisoners, a female elf, asks calmly.

"To Helgen." I reply. No use in getting to know someone on death row

"Why?" she asks in a slightly more curious tone as she tests her bindings.

"Look at the guy to your right and tell me."

She glances towards Ulfric as I her shoulders sag a little.

"Welcome to the chopping block Ma'am."

At Helgen…

"WHAT IN OBLIVION"S NAME IS THAT?!"

I look up at the watchtower. THERE. IS. A. HUGE. DAMM. DRAGON. ON. IT.

Then a whole bunch of small meteors hitting the ground. I decide to not try to get crushed and run for the prison. Since they're all underground I find that it will be safe. I get to see the elven prisoner and the storm cloak one fighting over where to go so I decide to run past the and make it into the keep. Once inside, I find that the elven prisoner has followed me and apparently broken the ragged cuffs around her wrists. I reach on the wall and pluck a decent sword off it and toss it to her.

"Handing a weapon to a criminal?"

"I want to get out of here as much as you do. So if you have a better plan now's the time to reveal it."

I walk to the door and open it we both quietly enter to find two dead imperial solders and two Storm Cloaks standing over them. I draw my sword and catch the first off guard with a simple stab through the chest. Feel a searing heat fly past me as I glance to see where it is going only to find the second Storm Cloak a crumpled burning mess on the floor. I check them both for anything that could help us along the way. In the right pocket of the burnt one is a key so I take it.

"I'd recommend you take the unburnt armor. You kind of melt the other guy's.

I take a seat in a nearby chair, as I relax.

"And you intend to watch me?"

"Isn't that what the other room is for?" I say mocking fake confusion. She glances at me for a few seconds as if confused.

"I guess all men aren't barbarians." She mutters walking into the previous room.

Minutes later she walks out in full Storm Cloak dress.

"Finally, "I say "let's go kill some Storm Cloaks!"

A/N: That would be a finish. I want to say that first I'll only be writing in Elderscrolls for this chapter and the next and maaaaaaaaaaybe another chapter but the last is unlikely. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

I'm out(until the next chapter) J