One Last Great Adventure 2

-An exert from the 27th journal of Gaius Latro the Hero of Khvatch-

After I had destroyed the last monolith I had hoped that would stop the invasion. Many of the Dark Seducers and Golden Saints were cheering in victory over the bodies of the Knights of Order. However before I could join them a bright light shot into the court yard. I suddenly found myself getting thrown back to the castle steps by a deafening explosion. As I rose up, there stood Jyggalag, the daedric prince of order. The saints and seducers had all been thrown away, so it was just the two of us. I rushed him the same time he came for me. Our swords crossed and clashed. I was later told by some of the Dark Seducers that neither he nor I moved from the spot where we faced each other. 'Ours was a battle of an unstoppable force against an unmovable object' they told me. I personally can not remember how long we clashed until my blade cut him from shoulder to hip.

After the body had fallen, his soul, or whatever a daedra has that equals one, told me I had freed him. He spoke of the curse the other princes had put on him in fear of his power. Turning him from a being of order, to the mad prince Sheogorath. Before he left to wander the realms of oblivion he said something that to this day I still think about. 'Mortal, King, God? It seems uncertain. Perhaps you will grow to your station. Fare thee well Sheogorath, Prince of Madness.'

I have pondered what he meant by this and I have my theories, but for now they are only that, theories.

-An unknown plane of oblivion-

Nero kept an eye on the knight as he moved closer to one of the pools. Already Nero was beginning to doubt that this could be the true Hero of Khvatch, yet no one else wore armor like that. The knight finally stopped at the edge of the pool. His reflection almost perfect in the silver pool. As he reached up and removed his helm Nero saw he seemed to hesitate to remove it. Like he didn't want to see what was under the mask of metal.

Firmly grasping it he lifted the helm off his head. Nero could tell right away the man was an Imperial, his skin was olive like most other imperials. He had long black hair tied back into a pony tail. His jaw was narrow and his nose had a slight crook to it, where it had probably been broken one to many time to heal completely back to normal. Deep green eyes scanned his reflection in the pool, before the man fell back and sat down laughing.

"The last time I saw this face was almost seventy years ago. Never thought I'd see it again. One doesn't normally age back to his younger years." Nero said nothing, not entirely sure this wasn't some trick of Sheogorath's.

"I supposed you'd like to know who I am."

Nero dryly replied, "That's one of the things, sure."

The knight stood and offered his hand to Nero, "Gaius Latro."

Nero took Gaius's hand, "Nero. You're looking pretty good for someone pushing what, two hundred and twenty something."

"It's complicated."

"Uh huh."

Gaius sighed, "I guess you don't really believe me then."

"Considering it was Sheogorath who brought me here and as soon as he disappears the great hero of legend shows up. I think you can understand why I'd be skeptical."

"Completely. Speaking of the mad god, did he happen to mention anything about what's going on?"

Frowning Nero shook his head, "it was all ramble, ramble, end of the world, ramble, ramble, Mythic Dawn."

"I hate those guys. And I thought I destroyed them a long time ago."

Nero was about to speak but he noticed that where Gaius had been standing when Sheogorath disappeared, the god's cane was still there. And it was hovering off the ground.

"Why is that cane still here?"

Gaius turned and saw the cane too, "this should be interesting."

The cane began to glow before it melted away and in its place was Sheogorath.

"So I do hope the two of you have become fast friends. Slow friends are so boring. Of course maybe you killed each other. Oh wouldn't that be funny."

"Ok now will you tell us what's going on?" Asked Nero.

Sheogorath said nothing and simply stood still.

"Um…?"

"It's not really him. I guess he decided to leave us a message of sorts." Stated Gaius.

The image of Sheogorath smiled wickedly, "I hope by now the big champ has told you I'm not really me, or else this will do it for him. I'm not real, but just a little magic message. So lets get you two some fun information so you'll know what you will be doing."

"Finally." Both Nero and Gaius said at the same time.

"Gaius old chum I'm afraid when you went about slaughtering all those Dawn-y kids you missed a few. The most important one was Mankar Camoran's little grand baby. The bad egg inherited granddads desire to free old Mehrunes Dagon and bring about destruction and all that fun stuff. But I know what both of you little heroes are thinking. 'Didn't Super Awesome Great Emperor Martin turn into a dragon and make it so four arms couldn't return!' Well the answer is yes AND no. You can't make a portal from his fiery little home to the mortal world. But good old grandson figured something out. Cleaver little elf thought up a great idea. You see some planes of oblivion can still connect to the mortal world. So you make a portal to that realm, the one you two are in right now, and connect it to the Dagon's. Now creating a portal to connect the mortal world to oblivion takes some time, like a couple hundred years if you don't got help from one of the princes. But if you're immortal like the kid is, that times just a breeze! And guess what, it's almost done. Once it is, well its game over for the mortals. That is unless two heroes don't go and wreck up the big castle he built to house the thing. Now Faserion, the grand kid, has a nice little army of worshipers and daedra guarding the place. I'd take a hero and an army to get in. Or maybe two world saving heroes and no army, you can never be to sure with these things."

With the message over, the image vanished and the two heroes stood going over what they had just heard.

Gaius turned and looked off in the distance, "I guess that's the castle he was talking about."

Nero frowned, "Still not convinced this isn't all just one big joke."

Gaius kept looking off at the castle guessing it was about a couple miles away, "Well I guess you have to ask yourself are you willing to take that risk."

"I'm getting to old for this crap."

Gaius laughed, "that's life I'm afraid."

Putting his helm back on Gaius started for the castle. Nero sighed but went as well.

The two traveled in silence for the beginning of the journey, Gaius very much aware Nero was keeping a few paces behind him, just in case. And he couldn't blame him.

"So Nero tell me about yourself. Sheogorath mentioned you had saved the world. What did you have to do?"

"Ever hear of Alduin, the World Eater?"

Gaius thought back, "he's the Nordic god of destruction right? Big dragon or something. I'm afraid I never paid much attention to history."

"Fought and killed the bastard in Sovngarde."

"Sounds like fun."

Nero smirked before adding, "Also stopped a mad elf from unleashing a powerful ancient artifact and stopped a vampire lord from blotting out the sun."

"Sounds like you keep busy."

"It's annoying. I just know something's going to happen during the worst possible times. A friend of mine, Aela, says that on my wedding day something bad will happen. Heck even today was supposed to be a chance for me to relax and maybe just enjoy some time with my alchemy but nope. First, half the Thalmor army shows up at my house in Solitude and now this."

"Thalmor? They're from the Aldmeri Dominion right. What are they doing so far north in the empire?"

Nero stayed silent for a bit, "I guess you don't know about the war and everything then. Does Sheogorath not tell you all the latest news?"

"My…relation with him is…complicated. But no, my last memory before coming here is being in my room at the Priory of the Nine. So I don't know anything between then and now."

Nero frowned, "there was a war between the two. It pretty much broke the back of the empire even though they 'won'. A result is the Thalmor can go anywhere in the Empire to stamp out Talos worship."

Gaius said nothing for a while. Nero felt some pity for the man. While he wasn't completely convinced this was the real Gaius in front of him. The man clearly believed himself to be him. Or at least acted the part well enough. So for him to hear that his home he fought to save fell, even after his efforts, must be hard to swallow.

"Do you plan to take any action to push them out?"

Nero shook his head, "right now, no. Not that the idea hasn't crossed my mind, but one man can't fight a whole nation. I'd need the Empire's army behind me and it's in no condition to fight another war against them. They just fought in a civil war in Skyrim to keep it from breaking away. The Empire needs time to build back up."

"You'd think that after surviving through the oblivion crisis, the world would want to hold onto peace for as long as possible."

"You know the Thalmor took credit for ending that."

Gaius tripped slightly, thrown by that.

Nero nodded, "yeah, I'm half expecting to hear that they also took credit for slaying Alduin. Or they might try and cover it up altogether."

As the castle began to loom closer, Nero and Gaius crouched down behind some rocks so not to be seen. Nero could see many daedra warriors marching in front of the main gate. Above, in one of the towers, Nero could see something blowing brightly even in this bright sun light. Gaius saw it too, "if I had to guess that's going to be where the sigil stone is."

"A what?"

"Sigil stones are used to open portals between our world and oblivion. Remove it and you collapse the portal. He'd need that to bring Dagon over."

Nero nodded, "ok so we get in, find the stone and Faserion and get rid of both."

Gaius pointed at the large gate, "gates closed. I don't think they are going to just let us in."

A wicked grin crossed Nero's face, "I think I got just the spell to deal with the door."

Standing up Nero began to summon a great amount of magicka. Gaius watched as Nero swayed slightly summoning more and more power. The air around them seemed to fizzle and Nero reached out with both palms facing the castle gate. A great arc of lightning flashed out and cut through some of the guards, reducing them to ash before hitting the gate, exploding it into a shower of splinters.

Nero lowered his arms and didn't bother to hide the smirk he had, "I love being an arch mage. You get to learn all the fun spells for blowing stuff up."

Gaius drew his sword, "Well then, let's let ourselves in then."


Authors Notes:

Summer classes and a just bought Minecraft game have been taking much of my time. But here's the new chapter! Sorry if its a little slow, the story is going to pick up real soon! Please read and review.

Characters:

Jyggalag: The daedric prince of order.

Mankar Camoran: was the leader of the mythic dawn cult.

Mehrunes Dagon: the big bad four armed guy from oblivion. Screw this guy.

Faserion Camoran: An oc who'll you'll meet next chapter.

Gaius Latro: The Hero of Khvatch, Savior of Bruma, 7th Champion of Cyrodiil, Second Divine Crusader and Lord Sheogorath Daedric Prince of Madness and so on, and so on. A man of many names, Gaius Latro is a text book knight in shining armor and willing to run head first into danger to protect innocents. The man is a saint, proof of this being that he can wear the Relics of the Crusader. Unlike Nero who excels in magic and sword play, Gaius is a pure melee fighter, relying on his wits, skill and luck to survive. After the death of his friend Martin Septim, Gaius with drew from society, even his own knights, moving from one place to another trying to help as many people as he could, so that his friends death to save them would not go to waste.