Chapter 10

Authors note: Like I said (Typed) in the last chapter, this part will be in Sabrina's point of view, because why the hell not.

I don't say Yolo, I say Yoda: You Only Die Awkward

Also, if you like soul eater and ship Maka and soul, then you should go check out Accelerando ( ) by Lisp, it's full of feels and in some places down right hilarious.

Disclaimer: Skyrim does not belong to me, but the TARDIS money box sitting on my shelf does, so there's that I guess…

Enjoy….

Sabrina's POV

Damn that fur ball.

I'm not worried about him, nothing like that, it's just that I'm his friend and I don't want him to get hurt.

And that's normal right, completely normal. No complicated feelings getting in the way or anything. I'm simply worried for a friend, and that's all we are, friends, completely platonic. Nothing more, nothing less.

If only it were that simple…

It had been pretty funny at the time, watching Marlow and Vex be chased out of the city by an angry mob, but that was hours ago, it had been around mid-day then, and now the sun is setting.

The mob had come back earlier, and they'd lost them. Apparently they had just disappeared, so I thought that maybe they were still hiding, but after such a long time I'm starting to get worried.

I turn to Falkir who's starring off into space, looking troubled. "It's been a while, maybe we should go look for them."

He nods "yeah, it's been too long, I talked to Irileth: she said the last she saw of them was somewhere around the giant camp; in the plains.

"Ok, let's go."

We made our way towards the gates, stopping to question a few of the guards along the way, but they couldn't tell us anything.

We wandered the plains for a while, passing a giant camp covered in melted cheese.

"They've probably been here." Says Falkir "You can tell by the utter mess and the pissed of giants."

I watch as a giant tears a tree out of the ground and hurls it into the sky, it quickly becomes a rapidly shrinking dot in the distance.

"Maybe we should leave before it throws us to."

I'm just about ready to give up; they seem to have completely disappeared.

I wander around aimlessly, Falkir doing the same.

Something white catches my eye; I crouch down to examine it.

A tuft of white fur, tangled in a bush.

"Hey Falkir." I call "Come here and look at this."

Falkir jogs over to me, he moves to crouch next me, but his eyes widen and he darts backwards away from me.

"Sabrina, move away from there, very, very carefully." He says slowly.

What the hell, what's wrong with him, "it's just some fur; it may even be Marlow's."

"Sabrina, look where you're crouching."

I glance at the ground beneath my feet, and cry out as I notice I'm right in front of a crevice. I peer into it, but I can't see the bottom.

Hold on, the white fur, the crevice…..

Oh for divines sake.

"I think I've found where they might be." I groan.

"It wouldn't surprise me." says Falkir grimly "They do have a knack for falling head first into things."

Images of Vex and Marlow lying mangled on the crevice floor flash past my eyes, and I try not to think about that kind of thing.

I have to stay positive; I have to believe they're still alive.

I open my mouth to say something else, but I'm interrupted by the ground, which chooses this moment to collapse beneath me.

I scream as I plummet downward, Falkir not far behind. The walls of the crevice flash past me, and I slam into the ground, hard.

"Ow." I groan "Ow ow ow ow."

I get up slowly, checking myself for injuries, nothing too serious, some cuts and bruises. One day my luck is going to run out, and no amount of restoration magicka will fix me.

I glance over at Falkir; he's pulling himself up, grimacing. "You ok?" I ask him.

"I'm a bit sore, but I'll live." He answers, standing up fully.

I give us both a quick burst of magicka, healing up any cuts and bruises before surveying our surroundings.

We're in a sort of pit, the sky visible high above us. There are bones all over the floor, and something else, something white, like string.

I hear Falkir cry out, and I spin round to look at him, he doesn't say anything, he just points.

I look to where he's pointing, and I nearly scream again. There are two bulges on the wall, the stuff on the walls and floors are webbing, and I can see quite clearly what these two bulges are.

I run up to them, tearing at the webbing covering them "Marlow, can you hear me, please, answer me." I can see him beneath all that web, he's pale and unmoving.

I hear a sound of something with a lot of legs coming up behind me, I turn and see the biggest frostbite spider I've ever seen coming at me. Falkir goes for his bow, raising it and notching an arrow, he takes aim and fires. The shot goes right between its eyes. It slumps to the floor, dead. But now more take its place, hundreds, swarming towards us.

"DIE YOU BLOATED LITTLE FREAKS." I scream, anger flowing through me, my palms glowing white hot with magicka.

I launch a ball of restoration magic at one of the spiders, a spell designed to restart a stopped heart, normally it's harmless, but used while I'm this angry, it will be a little different.

The spell hits the spider, and it stops, it begins to spasm randomly, it flails around for about ten seconds before its heart explodes, splattering spider guts everywhere.

Falkir and I stand back to back, holding of the wave of spiders. They're closing in, and my magicka levels are getting dangerously low.

"We can't do this on our own." Pants Falkir "We need Vex and Marlow."

I know what I have to do.

"Cover me," I yell to Falkir "I'm gonna wake them up."

I crouch next to their unconscious bodies, placing my hands on both their chests.

"Sorry guys," I whisper "This is gonna hurt."

Pure, undirected restoration magicka bursts from my hands and wraps itself around them. It crashes into their bodily systems, dissolving the webbing covering them and jump starting their brains.

Their bodies go rigid, and Vex's eyes fly open, followed by Marlow's. Marlow screams and sits up, clutching his chest. Vex stays lying down, his fingers digging into his palms.

I cut off the magicka, and they both immediately relax. It must have been horrible, pure magicka is really painful, but we need them.

"Really sorry about that, but right now I need you to get up and fight." I say to them. They both nod, I help them up, and once again face our enemy.

Falkir had barely managed to hold them back, and now thy're completely surrounding us.

Marlow begins slashing with his claws, and Vex draws a hunting knife, his axe still lost in the mess of webbing.

Now that there are four of us, we manage to push them back, working together as an unstoppable force, still we can't go on for much longer.

"Hey Marlow," calls Vex "Now would be a good time for you to sneeze."

Marlow shakes his head "No can do, it could bring this whole place down around our ears."

Falkir sighs, and says "There's' something I can do, but it won't be easy."

"What is it?" I ask, blasting another spider with magicka.

"I'm a wood elf, I can influence animals." He replies.

"Why didn't you mention this before?" Yells Marlow

"Because with this many spiders it might not work."

"Just try, we have to do something."

Falkir nods. He lowers his bow, and breathes in deeply, his body going slack. Beads of sweat appear at his forehead, and he begins to shake.

Blood starts to leak from his nose, and his eyes roll back into his head.

And then the spiders stop.

They all freeze, going from frenzied, to docile in a matter of moments. One of the spiders scuttles off into the darkness, and soon the others do the same, around two hundred of them left, gone in about ten seconds.

I turn to look at Falkir, my eyes wide with admiration; they all just stopped and went away, just like that.

"Falkir."

"Yeah."

"You're bloody brilliant."

"Thanks, oh, and one more thing."

"What is it?"

He sways slightly on his feet, going cross eyed.

"Be a dear and catch me, I'm about to collapse."

And he does.

Chapter 10 is finally done, took me long enough.

Most of my stuff seems to end with someone unconscious, weird.

Not really much else to say.

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