I walked out of Dragonsreach with a newfound purpose. I need to head to Ivarstead to climb the 7,000 steps. With a bag full of coin and a satchel of weapons, I was ready to head out. I walked along the small bridge down the stairs that lead to Dragonsreach. A beautiful tree stood in the middle of the cloud district singing it's song. Though some of it's looked to be drained of life. Stone benches surrounded the tree, people just walked by it like it was an everyday sight. On one of the benches was a pale little girl with a green dress. She looked unusually skinny for her age. I walked next to the bench she was on only to see her grabbing my wrist.
"Mister, can you spare a coin?"
Such a firm grasp, her eyes held fear, anger, sorrow, but most of all determination. She was determined to get by with what little she had. I looked at her for a few seconds and her grip lessened. Fear rose up in her eyes as I stared into them. Is she… scared of me. I inserted my hand into the satchel fitted on the back of my scaled armor and grabbed a handful of coins. I motioned for the girl to open her hands and dropped the coins into her little white palms. A smile grew on her face.
"Oh, thank you! Divines bless your kind heart!"
First time someone has ever said that to me. It looked like she seemed to be uncomfortable by my staring. I bent down and stood on my haunches to look her straight in the eye.
"Why are you begging?"
She was taken back by the roughness in my voice, this is after all the first time i've spoken to her. She looked down at the stone beneath us, a tear creeped it's way from her eye to her cheek.
"It's what Brenuin told me to do. He's the only one that's been nice to me since… my mother died. My Aunt and Uncle kicked me off our farm, said I was good for nothing. I've been on my own ever since."
More tears came, her tear stained cheeks were rosy red. I feel bad for the girl, I suppose I can somewhat relate. The difference is I was already on my own to begin with, no one to look out for me, no one to go to, no one to love me. This little girl was forced out of her home, her life, and now she's trying to get by from begging. It was a sad tale held by such a little girl in a hard land.
"What's your name."
She looked up from the ground, tears glistening in the sunlight. She sobbed lightly, a grunt escaped her lips and she wiped away the tears.
"Lu… Lucia."
She sobbed harder and wiped more tears. She was trying to keep up her strength. She doesn't have to do this in front of me, I'm not one to judge.
"Lucia… do, do you want me to buy you some food at the Bannered Mare."
She looked me dead in the eye, her fear of me was fading fast, she didn't even flinch by my reptilian eyes. Most of the time my pointed pupils draw discomfort, but not this little girl.
"Y-, yes please."
I stood up and walked with Lucia to the Bannered Mare, night approached so people were piling in. I opened the door and was greeted by a warm fire and people telling stories around said fire. I was given a few distrustful stares, I don't care what they think I'm used to it, I walked with Lucia to the counter and sat on the stool. Like normal, Hulda was leaning forward, watching the fire burn the wood to ash only to have another log thrown.
"What can I get for you?"
Straight to business, as always.
"You should ask Lucia, I'm buying."
Hulda smiled and looked to Lucia.
"What can I get for you, Lucia?"
Lucia jumped onto the stool next to me with a big smile.
"I would like a… hm. I would like a sweet roll, and some milk please."
Hulda nodded with a smile and pushed herself from the counter. She walked over to a cabinet and pushed some plates to the side. In front me was a coin purse, I looked around to see if anyone was watching, Lucia was looking at the fire behind us, I quickly thrusted my hand forward and grabbed the leather bag and stashed it in my pocket. Hulda walked up to the counter and laid down a small plate and goblet of milk. Lucia ate the roll and drank the milk in haste. Then she looked at me, tears were in her eyes only this time she was smiling. These are tears of joy. She sprang from the seat and wrapped her arms around my belly, her head was buried into the scales of my arm.
"You're the best. Can you be my father?'
Me… a father?
"I… I could adopt you. If you want me to, of course."
Hulda and everyone else was staring at us. The women were smiling and the men just had a blank expression, waiting for an answer.
"Yes, please. Thank you, thank you so much… Papa."
Papa… I like the sound of that.
"I have a house here in Whiterun. I own the Breezehome."
She sobbed harder in my belly. I didn't know a child could cry so much. She took her head away from my belly and sniffled.
"Can we… go there."
I nodded in approval and picked her up in my arms. Lucia gently wrapped her small arms around my neck and embraced me, I purred at this and returned the sentiment. I opened the doors and my scales were kissed by the cool night air. The moon was full and was shining down on all of Tamriel. The small house of Breezehome made Lucia smile. I opened my door and felt my hide warm up from the fire. I walked into the childrens bedroom which I guess is now Lucia's room. I laid her in her bed and she fell asleep instantly slept silently. I walked up into my room where Lydia was sitting at the corner table. I took of my armor and only had my trousers on when I entered bed. The fabric was soft and i fell asleep instantly.
Darkness was everywhere, consuming all of Skyrim, consuming Whiterun, consuming Lucia. She reached her hand out then a giant maw closed around her and she was consumed. I am at a large mountain and there was that damn black dragon.
"Pah ahrk pah ko daar lein fen kos du, hi los ni ahdinaak Dovahkiin. Pah hi mindok ahrk lokaal fen nunon gronsuleyk zey, ruz fod Zu'u lost du hin sil, nid gein fen helt zey!"
The black dragon roared and flapped it's wings. Fire erupted from its maw and it thrusted it's wings toward me. Mouth open and full of teeth was coming towards me, I closed my eyes awaiting my death like I had done so long ago.
I awoke in my bed, sweat was dripping from my forehead. I was gasping for air. I looked around to see I was still in my room, Lydia was asleep in the chair and I laid back down. Only one thing was on my mind
"Lucia….."
Translation - "Everything and everyone in this world will be devoured, you are not special Dragonborn. All you know and love will only empower me, then when I have devoured your soul, no one will stop me!"
Here's your treat for Halloween. See you around.
EDIT: Human x Exo Destiny fanfiction, yes or no?
