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"Foolish child..." the voice said. The voice was dark and rugged. "Argonians will never be free."
"What!" yelled the child in frustration. "I'll free all of my people, you'll see!"
"Hahahaha!" the voice laughed. "You may try, but you'll only DIE!"
A flash, and Jakus awoke. He had been dreaming, but of what? He didn't know what the dream was of, all he knew was that it made him very angry.
Lydia felt the child beginning to rise from bed. "What's wrong kid?" she asked. "It's to early for you to wake up."
"I don't know... Just a nightmare." he told her as he laid back down, tugging the cover slightly.
"If you need to talk about it, let me know." she told him as she put her hand on his forehead to check for a fever. She didn't feel a temperature, so she laid her hand back down.
Jakus began to cry, tears flowing from his eyes. "I just want to see my friends again..." he sobbed. Lydia heard this, and felt sorry for the child. She wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. Her hug was gentle, yet firm.
"Hush now, it'll all be okay. You'll see them again, you will." she said, reassuring the child. She didn't want to hear him cry and break her heart. In an effort to comfort him, she began to sing, the beautiful words flowing like gold.
'Hush little baby don't you cry...' she sang to him, and made him stop. He felt comfortable with this woman, as though she were his own mother. After a few verses, he fell back to sleep. The rest of the night was calm, with no more nightmares from the mind of the child. He slept like a log until morning.
Morning finally arrived and Jakus was excited. He was ready to learn more about fighting. But when he entered the kitchen, Lydia was still in her sleeping attire. She was sitting down at the table, reading a book. She didn't look like she was ready to go out and train, not in the slightest.
"What's going on?" he asked, puzzled as ever.
"No training today." she answered. "We're going into town today to do some other things. That's why I let you sleep so long."
"Why are we going into town?" Jakus asked, puzzled at the turn of events. He was really hoping to train today.
"To go see Belethor about getting you a few new daggers." she answered, watching as the child's face lit up.
"Coooool!" he squealed as he jumped up and down in excitement. "Woo hoo!"
As they entered Whiterun, two children ran up to Jakus; a boy and a girl. The boy was Khajiit, his bushy tail following behind him. The girl was an Imperial with hair as brown as mud.
"Hi!" the girl greeted as she stopped. "My names Rashina, wanna play with us?" she asked. Her smile, bright as the sun, made Jakus smile too. Her dress was beautiful, something a princess would want.
"My name's Whiskatar. I am Khajiit, pleased to be meeting you." said the Khajiit boy. His fur was white as the snow around him. He was dressed in a fancy outfit, something only a rich child could afford.
"I...I'm Jakus..." Jakus said as he hid behind Lydia's legs. He was being bashful, keeping to his normality.
"Why are you scared?" the Khajiit asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"Sorry kids, he's new in town." Lydia stated as she raised Jakus onto her shoulders. "So you'll have to excuse his shyness. Well, we'll see you all later, but we have errands to run." and so they left the children and went on their way to Belethor's shop.
As Lydia and Jakus entered Belethor's shop, a tall man and a child were at the counter. They were both dressed in full black from head to toe. The child, not too much taller than Jakus, was not standing, but sitting upon the floor. The child seemed to be looking at Jakus, of that he was sure. The cloak over the child's face kept Jakus from seeing him, but he was positive that he was looking at him.
"Zekiev!" yelled the tall man at the child. The child quickly moved his head towards the man, revealing to Jakus part of his face. The boy quickly covered himself from Jakus, but Jakus knew what he saw. He saw the skin of a Dunmer, greenish grey.
The Dunmer child quickly rose from the floor and postured himself next to the man. "Sorry sir, just resting for a bit." he said with a whimpering voice. He sounded as though he were afraid of the man.
The man then grabbed the child's arm and quickly moved his own to his chest. In a quick puff of black smoke, they were both gone. Belethor's face, a face of anger, quickly transformed into an emotion of pure surprise. "What the hell?" he said.
"What's wrong?" asked Lydia, concerned about what had just happened. She, not even Jakus, had seen anything like what had just happened. People disappearing into black smoke, that's something that probably never happens in Whiterun, let alone Skyrim itself.
"Those damn Dark Elves didn't pay for their goods! How the hell am I to get enough cash to get another Daedric Bow?" he asked the Gods in an angry tone of voice. "Not to mention the fact that they took enough arrows to take down an army!" He was fuming mad, and Jakus could see this. He had never seen Belethor angry before, he had only seen a nice man giving him candy.
"If this is a bad time we can leave." said Lydia, concerned that Belethor may go on a rampage. She had seen many a man become enraged, and Belethor was a majority.
"Its fine," he assured "I'm just a little ticked. So, whatcha' need?" he asked.
"Well," Lydia began "I need some daggers for the lizard. I think three Iron will do for now." she said as she laid a few Septims on the counter. She and Jakus watched as Belethor took down three Iron daggers from a box on a shelf. Excited to use the daggers, Jakus immediately grabbed them and posed in a fighter's stance.
A sudden shock went across Jakus' face; he was frozen, unable to react to what was happening.
"This…is…the…first…step…towards…your…destiny…" echoed a voice in his head. It sounded as though it were hissing. It frightened the child; he had never heard this voice before.
"Who…who are you?" the child asked the voice.
"I…am…the…void…" it spoke, "I…am…Sithis…"
