Sorry it took so long but here it is enjoy and I promise not to take so long to update again.


"Just a little farther Crystal, it's around 5pm so Jordan and the other leaders should be in the war room, at least that is where they usually are at this time," Saren Told Crystal as they turn around a corner.

Crystal nods silently too wrapped up in her thoughts to speak. She was wondering if she had done the right thing by going with Saren, but she really had no choice did she? It was either she stayed in that inn with nowhere to go and no idea what to do next or take Saren's offer and actually DO something. 'I just hope Jack wasn't blown off that mountain,'Crystal thinks as they turn another corner into the war room where Jordan and the others were gathered around the map in the middle, arguing.

"We can't send those two yahoos out! They are sure to mess things up and botch the job," Josh said irritably.

"Everyone else is out on assignments and the job needs to be done now. What else so you suggest we do?" Daniel replies.

"If we never give them a chance how will we ever know what they are capable of?" Tom said to them all, while taking a drink of sake.

"I still think we should send someone with them," Dennis said toying with one of the flag markers on the map. "At least to keep an eye on them that they don't do anything stupid."

"That is kind of what this whole argument is about. We need this job done but we can't send them out alone," D.J said shaking his head.

"I could go with J'Dato and Huleed sir," Saren offered speaking up.

They all turn around and Crystal could see the surprise on their faces. "Crystal, what are you doing here?" Jordan said eyes wide.

"I found her all alone in the inn in Ivarstead," Saren said before Crystal could speak.

"And I agreed to come with Saren and join the Guild when he offered," Crystal finished.

Dennis smiled "Well that is fantastic!" he said, before blinking "But…where is your friend, Jack?" Dennis asked.

Crystal hanged her head slightly, a tear leaked out of her eye. "We had a fight outside Hrothgar… he walked away in the snow back down the stairs but when I got back to the town there was no sign of him and the people said they hadn't seen anyone but me come down since we both went up. I'm afraid he might have fallen off the mountain," Crystal said a few more tears running down her face.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Dennis murmured, "But there are more than one way to get down Hrothgar, your friend could still be alive."

"I just wish I could have stopped him," she said, "Or at least have sensed that something bad would happen… I don't have spidey senses but still…" Crystal whispered the last part to herself.

However, the others heard it, and their eyes widened as they looked between one another. "What…what was that you just said?" Josh asked with a risen eyebrow.

Crystal looked up. She hasn't realized she had spoken loud enough for the others to hear. "Nothing! It was nothing," she said hastily.

"You said spidey senses," Jordan said also frowning.

"No I didn't!" Crystal said, beginning to show signs of panic.

Jordan's eyes narrowed a bit as he turned to Saren "Saren could you please go get J'Dato and Huleed and go do that job? Thanks."

Saren nods and leaves the room, leaving Crystal alone with the others. As soon as Saren's footsteps had faded Jordan walked around the table until he stood squarely in front of Crystal, eye to eye, and Crystal was beginning to get a very bad feeling. "Crystal answer me honestly," he said, "where did you hear the words spidey senses?"

"I can't tell you," she said standing up straight.

"Oh Really?" Jordan said, crossing his arms with a risen eyebrow, "Because that sounds like something your friendly neighbourhood Spiderman would say."

Crystal's eyes widened with shock. How the heck could they know about Spiderman?! "How the heck you know about Spiderman?" She said slowly voicing her thoughts.

"Spiderman is only one of the best known superheroes, how could we not know about him?" Jordan asked with a grin, "Though honestly I'm more of a Deadpool fan myself."

"Spiderman doesn't exist here," Crystal stops an idea coming to her mind. "Are you… are you from the same place as me?"

"You mean the world of cars, electronics, guns, and electricity? With continents called things like North America and Europe? Yes, yes we are," Jordan, said smiling.

"B-But how did you get here?" Crystal gasped.

"We were thinking the same thing about you," Daniel said eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well… I don't know, it was late and was really tired. I was going out of my computer room door to go to bed and then I was in a forest. I didn't get far before an imperial soldier knocked me out and when I woke up I was on that cart sitting next to Jack," Crystal said rubbing the still slightly sore bump.

"How strange… is Jack from our world too?" Jordan asked.

"Yes, he is one of my closest and most trusted friends from FFN."

"Fanfiction dot net?" Jordan asked with a risen eyebrow as Crystal nodded. "What was your account?"

Crystal blinked, but answered, "Uh, I went by the Storm Mist Account." She said, and Jordan looked at her in surprise before he smiled.

"Well, glad to finally meet you in person Storm," he said, causing Crystal to look confused, "Remember me? 117Jorn?"

Crystal looked at Jordan in surprise "Wait…Jorn?" He asked, "You're the writer of New Blood, We Dared and Evolution?"

Jordan chuckled "The one and only," he said, before gesturing to Tom and D.J "And their Dragonknightryu and Patriot-112."

"Wow…I can't believe your all here…" Crystal said. "I thought it was just a coincidence that Jack was here…"

"Speaking of Jack," D.J said, "Did he ever tell you how he got here?"

"No he didn't but what about you guys? How did you get here?" Crystal asked.

Jordan shrugged "We have no fracking idea," he said, "We were all on Fanfiction, except for Josh and Chad who were playing Skyrim, and we were all working on a new Elder Scrolls fic. Then all of our computers went dead, numbers appeared, then the elder scrolls symbol appeared and the next thing we know, bam! We appeared here in Skyrim by a lake outside Riften. That was two years ago."

"And I was the only one to land in the lake, like what the hell?" Josh muttered loudly.

Dennis laughed. "Obviously the invisible force that sent us here hates you."

"Shut up," Josh snaps.

"You've been here for two years?" Crystal asked, shocked as the group all nodded.

"Yes, and we've been waiting for you and Jack for a while now," Jordan said. "We know how the game goes, and we wanted to make sure nothing bad happened to the Dragonborn…or Dragonborns in this case. We need you and Jack's help if we're going to stop Alduin and the Dragon's."

"It's why we founded the Akatsuki Guild," Tom said, "To prepare Skyrim for the time of Dragons." He then sighed, "But we area bit worried about events that never happened in the game, happening. Life isn't a game anymore here. One of us dies, we're not re-spawning at the last checkpoint."

"Alright, but…where does that leave us?" Crystal asked nervously.

"I'm not too sure," Jordan, said brow furrowed "We have a lot to discuss, we were expecting the Dragonborn to be someone actually from Tamriel not back from earth." He then smiled "But we'll worry about that later, for now we're focusing on your initiation too the Akatsuki."

"And how will that be done?" Crystal asked.

Jordan grinned as he assumed a Japanese bowing position "You must prove your worth to the guild, young grasshopper." He said, in a Japanese accent, before chuckling as he put a hand on Crystal's back and leading her out of the room and down the hall. "Don't worry it's nothing you couldn't handle. You are strong, I can tell you will fit right in here…"

...

A dark forest lit by silvery light. A hooded figure weaved in and out through the trees moving quickly, there is a crack and the young-man turned to see two glowing eyes in the darkness. The creature leaped forward out of the shadows revealing it as a werewolf, the young-man ducked and the werewolf sailed clear over him into a tree.

The young-man muttered something and takes off in the opposite direction, moving at an amazing speed but the werewolf was in hot pursuit and soon the young-man is forced to stop as a large cliff looms up in front of him.
He spun around and attempted to draw his sword but he is pinned to the ground by the werewolf. "You shall become a part of our brotherhood young one and you shall be one of us," the werewolf growled.

The young-man struggled his green eyes burning with fury. "Never!" He spat.

The werewolf lifted its face to the sky baring its teeth in a snarling grin. "I'm afraid you have no choice," the werewolf said simply.

The werewolf lowered its head and bit down hard on the young-man's shoulder causing him to gasp and blood squirt up. The young-man choked as the werewolf sank his teeth into him and breathed deeply as it started to burn his insides, the werewolf got off him grinning. "You will now be one of us, don't fight it. Embrace it, let your inner wolf free."

This slow intense burning fire spread through the young-man quickly and he began to shudder uncontrollably. He screamed suddenly as the fire intensified and waves of pain wrack him, his back arched like a tuning fork and fur started sprouting out of his skin. He screamed one last time before the pain grows to be too much and his mind fogs over, the wolf taking over.

6 months late, 5:03PM Fredas…

First Seed 15th, 4E201...

"Ummm Crystal?" Meyrin asks shyly poking her head into my room.

"Yes Meyrin?" I say looking up from my book, Chance's Folly.

"Jordan and some of the others want you to go to the war room. Oh, and bring a packed pack, they will explain," Meyrin says turning quickly to run away.

"Wait Meyrin! Why don't we walk down together?" I ask a little awkwardly.

Meyrin blinked. "I uhhh… I guess so…" she says shyly.

Meyrin waits by the door as I pack my bag and when I'm done we walk down the hall together in silence.

"Sooooo… How are you today Meyrin?" I say just to fill the silence.

"Fairly well and you?"

"Same."

We fall back into an uncomfortable silence, I clear my throat the sound echoing loudly as we walk. Now I'm almost beginning to kind of regret asking Meyrin to come with me, it's not like I don't like Meyrin. No, Meyrin is a really nice girl, it's just I've never quite gotten over the fact that Meyrin is a vampire, she kind of knows this which makes her even shyer and this has prevented us from becoming friends.

"Are you afraid of me?" Meyrin asks suddenly, causing me to stop walking and look at her.

"W-What?" I say, startled by the sudden question.

"Its in your body language," Meyrin says, looking away from me "You're afraid of what I am, aren't you?"

For a minute I'm silent, shocked that she suddenly brought this up, before I sigh. "Well...I'm notafraid of you," I said, trying to sound calm. "Its just...I haven't really gotten over the whole 'you being a vampire' thing. I mean... I've been here for months now, and you've been one of the nicest people here. I'm sorry if I've been making things... Awkward, between us."

Meyrin was silent for a few moments, however then she smiles "I understand that," she said, "Even when I first met Jordan and his friends, they were careful with me, until I gained their trust."

I smiled a bit myself, "Thanks for understanding." I said, "I don't think you ever told me how you met Jordan. And, if you don't mind me asking, how exactly did you become a Vampire?"

"It's alright," Meyrin, said, "Well, in reverse order I became a Vampire a few years before I joined the Akatsuki. I use to live in Solitude with my parents... Then one night... two Vampires came to our house... T-they killed my parents... but... left me alive... And infected with Vampirism... for some sick joke."

Though I was horrified by what she had been through, I stayed silent so she could finish her story "I... I had to run away...," she said, "For a whole year... I've been running from Vampire Hunters and people... trying to find shelter from the sun wherever I could... one day, a group of hunters nearly killed me... but Jordan showed up."

Meyrin smiled thinking about it "He protected me from them... even when they blatantly told him I was a Vampire, he didn't care. He believes not all Vampires were evil, just like how not all Werewolves are evil, like the Circle in the Companions. He killed them all... and he brought me back here to the Akatsuki Guild. Though the others were wary with me at first, I just showed them they could trust me. And now... I'm one of their best members."

She then sighed a bit "I just wish I could do more..." she said. "I'm limited to staying here at the Guild House, or risk either being hunted by more hunters or not being back in time to avoid being burned by the sun..." she smiled a bit more "But... Jordan made me a promise... that he would find me a cure for my Vampirism. And. strange thing is, I believe him. He's always been so kind to me, he even donates his own blood to me so I don't have to go hunting for blood of innocent people."

When she finished her story, I smiled a bit as I gave her a one-armed hug, catching her by surprise "I hope you do get cured soon too, Meyrin." I said, "A nice girl like you doesn't deserve to be cooped up in here for all her life. Sorry for trying to avoid you for all this time... I really like you Meyrin."
Meyrin blushed a bit "T-Thank you Crystal..." she said, before they continued walking.

"Out of curiosity," I said, trying to continue the conversation "What do you plan to do once you do get cured?"

"W-Well... there is one... private thing I want to do..." Meyrin said, her cheeks turning a bit red "B-But it's a surprise... but aside from that, I have always wanted to go to the College of Winterhold." She looked up at the ceiling and smiled "All my life I wanted to become a powerful mage, I want to know everything there is to know about magic. I use to train in Magic Spells with my parents before... you know, and they always hoped I would one day be allowed inside the college."

I smiled a bit at that "Its good to have Dreams," I said as we approached the door to the War Room, opening the doors "I can only with you the best of luck in achieving them."

"Ah Crystal you're here!" Jordan says as Meyrin and I walk into the war room.

"Yeah and are we going somewhere?" I ask noticing him, Tom, and D.J all have packs too.

He nods. "Yeah were going on a mission to Riften."

I take a few more steps into the room and Meyrin leaves behind me. "Riften? But that is the heart of the Thieves Guild, what could we want there?"

"That's the point, the Thieves Guild has been picking up lately…" Jordan began.

"Growing stronger like in the game," D.J interrupts.

"Which means more and more people are taking their jobs to them leaving none for us. Some of our own clients have gone to them," Tom adds.

"Have you tried speaking to them?" I ask frowning.

Jordan sighs. "Yes numerous time, the new guild master refuses to discuss the matter. He is an real ass if his responses to our letters are any indication."

"Hold on a minute. You've never actually met the guy?" I say putting my pack down, surprised.

"That is something else the bastard also refuses to do," D.J growls slightly. "He won't meet us in person."

"So what are we going to do?" I ask.

"We are going to get the son of a bitch to come out into the open and talk to us. And if he still refuses, were going to kidnap him and hold him hostage," Tom grinned taking a drink of something from a mug.

"Sounds good enough," I say picking my pack back up. "Lets go get those jobs back."

3:00PM Morndas….

First Seed 18th, 4E201...

"Is that Riften?" I ask as the walls of a city loom up in front of us.

"Yeah, keep your coin purse close and don't trust anyone, Riften is definitely a dirty city," Jordan tells me adjusting the bandage on his arm. A token from a troll we had met along the road.

I nod and turn my attention back to the gate; it was like any other gate large and wooden with the stables right next to it, the smell of horses permeating the air. The guards give us strange looks as we pass by but otherwise there is no hassle there and within seconds, were in the main square, among the vendors selling various goods.

"So where do we start?" I ask looking around.

"The guild will have various spies watching us, even now, but the person we really want to speak to is Byrnjolf. He is the guild master's right-hand man and often hangs around up here, even owns a stall where he sells phoney things to naïve travelers," Jordan tells me.

"He is a Nord with bright red hair so he stands out a bit," D.J adds before I can ask for a description.

"Let's split up into pairs so we can cover more ground. D.J and Tom will stay around here and see if he shows up at the stall and Crystal and I will look around the houses and the inn," Jordan tells us and we all nod.

As we go our separate ways though, something flickers in the corner of my eye and I turn to see what I think is the outline of a person standing in the shadows of the Temple of Mara. When I blink and look again, though, the outline is gone and I'm left thinking I must of imagined it.

...

The figure jumped off the wooden planks of the ladder and into the cistern. The Cistern was busy as usual, maybe even more so since Mercer had been dealt with. Several guild members were milling around but he had no time to chat he had to tell the guild master, who was standing at his desk, what he had just seen.

He made his way across the Cistern quickly, muttering an apology to a man named Rune as he bumped into him, he soon reached the Guild Master who looked up, hood pushed back revealing dark hair and questioning green eyes. "What is it Byrnjolf?" He asked sensing the man's urgency.

"It's the Akatsuki Guild, Guild Master. They are in Riften," Byrnjolf said pulling back his own hood to reveal his bright red hair.

Guild Master stood up straight, eyes narrowed and a hand on his sword. "How many and who?" He said calmly although his stance said otherwise.

"Four of them. Three of them we know as some of the leader, D.J, Tom, and Jordan but the fourth must be a member, I didn't recognize her."

"What does she look like?"

"Well…" he paused. "She had semi-long blond hair and brown eyes. She wasn't very tall, Breton I think, average weight I'd say, and a round face. That was all I could really see from the shadows."

"I have a feeling I know this girl," the Guild Master murmured to himself.

"What shall we do Guildmaster? What now?" Byrnjolf asked.

"They want me because they want their stolen jobs back and to get to me they need to speak to you," he smiled.

"So we will let them do just that. We're not going to grant them their wish but let's have some fun with them first."

The next day, Tirdas, 8:30Am…

First Seed 19th, 4E201

"Gods damn it!" D.J slams his fist down on the table. "We looked all night and no sign of that red headed oaf!"

"Calm down buddy, we will find him eventually," Tom says patting him on the back.

"Yeah man he is probably hiding out in the cistern, someone must have tipped him off," Jordan says sipping his drink.

"I wish coffee existed here," he says sadly looking down into the cup "Actually, Soda would be better... Gods I've beenbegging for some Root Beer."

I sigh and look down at the table just as upset as D.J. "Why don't we just walk in? We know both ways into their lair so why don't we use them?" I ask completely out of ideas.

Jordan sighs. "Because Crystal, we aren't supposed to know about them and if we just walked in it would raise questions. Questions we can't answer and then we wouldn't get any either. Storming them directly is a last-resort measure."

"So we're stuck," D.J growled.

I curse under my breath and we sit there in silence for a few minutes, the only sounds that of those around us and of Tom occasionally slurping his mead. Eventually I speak up voicing what I assume everyone else must also be thinking. "So what now? Do we keep looking?"

Jordan opens his mouth to answer but before he can a voice from behind me speaks and I turn to see a tall red-haired Nord dressed in fine clothes behind me. "No need lass I am right here," the red-haired man who must be Byrnjolf smiles.

We all leap to our feet hands on our weapons but not daring to pull them out in such a public places as the inn.

"What are you doing here?" D.J growled.

"You wanted to speak to me right? Well," he spreads his arms wide. "Here I am."

"Actually it's not you we want to talk to but rather your guild master," Jordan says tightly one hand on his sword and the other clenched into a fist.

"Why haven't you come up sooner?" I demand.

"We already know that," Byrnjolf smirks at Jordan before saying to me. "Guild Master just wanted to see how frustrated you would get first lass."

"Well is he going to grant our wish or not?" Jordan asks glaring.

Byrnjolf's smile grows wider. "Oh yes! He is waiting for you as we speak, follow me."

Byrnjolf turns without another word and walks out of the inn and after a moment's hesitation we follow. He leads us through the streets of Riften down into the Ratway and it isn't long before we reach the thieves inn known as The Ragged Flagon. I can feel the eyes of many of the thieves in the room glaring at our backs as we rush through the room and past the bar to the hidden entranceway Jordan and the others had told me about.

Byrnjolf leads us through the hidden entrance and then through another door into a huge circular room, the cistern. It is a big room with beds all around, a door leading off somewhere, a small kitchen area, small bridges lead up to a sort of island in the middle and on the far side, to the left, lies a huge ornate desk piled high with papers and a two shelves stand behind it filled with precious and glittery objects. Byrnjolf leads us over to the desk where a person, clearly male, stands beside it apparently waiting for us and as we get closer I try to catch a glimpse of his face but it is partially concealed by the raised hood he wears, the rest shrouded in shadow, so I am unable to make out anything specific.

Although I can't see his face well, I know it when he looks at each of us in turn and I think… is it just my imagination or did he tense up slightly when his gaze fell upon me? "Hello Akatsuki Guild. You wanted to speak to me," the man states in a matter of fact way, not a question.

"Yes we do," Tom says glaring at the man.

"Well you just did so you can go now," the Guild Master laughs.

"Don't play dumb, you know what we came here for," Jordan says also glaring.

"Ah yes," the Guild Master appears to be thoughtful. "You're here about those clients you've lost to us."

"Exactly," Jordan nods.

"And I suppose you want them back don't you?"

"Yes."

"Well sorry but your request has been… denied. You may remove yourselves from my guild," the Guild Master says waving us off.

"You cannot just blow us off like that! Can't you at least discuss the matter?" Tom says looking angry.

"I just did and no. Those jobs are now property of The Thieves Guild, too bad so sad tough cookies," the Guild Master says inspecting his hand.

Jordan takes a step forward angry. "Who are you to think you can do this?"

"Yes just who are you?" I ask piping up.

The Guild Master stiffens, his hand now clenched in a fist. "Who I am is none of your business, now leave before I lose my temper and kill you where you stand," the Guild Master growls in a surprisingly animal like way. "Escort them out Byrnjolf, I have matters to attend to."

Byrnjolf nods. "Of course Guildmaster."

Byrnjolf leads us away and back the way we came and as we leave the cistern I look over my shoulder just before the door closes to see the Guild Master still standing at the desk gripping the edges in apparent pain, his head bowed. Soon were in the Ratway again and Byrnjolf leaves us there to find the rest of the way ourselves, disappearing into the shadows. We don't speak at all until we reach the safety of the inn and are gathered in Jordan's room to discuss our next move.

"What an ass!" Jordan exclaims loudly pacing. "Wouldn't even fucking discuss it, like seriously! How thefrack ishe the guild master of the Thieves Guild!"

"Yesterday while we were searching for Byrnjolf, I noticed Honeyside isn't for sale anymore. I bet, whoever this guy is, he owns the place now," Tom says watching Jordan pace.

"If that is true someone should go in and scout the place, maybe find something that will tell us about him," I speak up sitting up straight in my chair.

Jordan stops pacing. "That is a good idea, okay who volunteers to go?"

"I will," I say raising my hand.

"You must be extremely careful in the Crystal," D.J says speaking for the first time in a while.

"Oh I know that," I say rolling my eyes. "This is the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild were talking about after all."

"Yes there is that but that's not all."

"What are you talking about D.J?" Tom asks.

"This man is a werewolf. I could smell it," D.J says leaning back on the bed.

"How could you smell something like that?" I say curiously.

"D.J and his brother are werewolves as well but they became so through the Companions," Jordan explains.

"This guy appears to be a wild werewolf, feral born. He is extremely dangerous as it is highly likely he can't control his transformations," D.J ads.

I nod, slightly shocked at this news but not really surprised after all that has happened since I first arrived here in Skyrim. "I understand but I want to do this, we need that information."

Jordan looks at the others for a long minute before turning back to me. "Okay it's settled then. You're going but first we need to think of a plan. And if this fails, we are storming their base..."