Nothing to say here so let's get into it.

Everyone is looking in astonishment at the amount of damage done to the guild hall. Nastu is steaming, Lucy and Happy are in shock, Valerica has an expression of horror on her face, Gray's eyes are widened in disbelief and Fenrir looked more indifferent than the others.

Metal pillars are sticking out of every which-way of the building. There are craters in the floor and nobody is on the base floor of the guild. This prompts them to go in the cellar to find the job-request board moved down there and a small makeshift bar with Makarov sitting on it.

"What happened here?" Lucy asked

"Does it matter?" Makarov asked, slightly tipsy from the ale he was drinking

"Of course it does! Why wouldn't it!?" Natsu yelled at him, clearly enraged

"It was probably Phantom Lord." Gray states "These pillars do look like Gajeel's work." He ends, sounding slightly agitated by the damage

"Who's Gajeel?" Fenrir asked

"Gajeel is the Metal Dragon Slayer of the Phantom Lord guild." Gray told him

"Metal Dragon Slayer?" Fenrir asks, confused slightly "what the hell is that?"

"A Dragon Slayer who practices Metal Dragon Slayer magic." Erza dumbfoundedly responds

Metal Dragon Slayer magic. That was something Fenrir in all his life had never heard of at all. "What is metal magic, exactly?" Fenrir asks more confused than ever, hoping to at least get a slightly good idea of what the type of Dragon Slayer magic is

Still dumbfounded , Erza responds "Metal magic is a caster magic revolving around the control and usage of metal."

"A first time for everything I guess. I haven't heard or seen a type of magic that can manipulate metal with one exception." Fenrir said, enlightened by his new discovery

"What's the exception?" Gray asked curiously

"An Alteration spell called Transmute Mineral Ore. It's a long name I know, but what it basically does is change a base ore into a different one. An example being the ability to change iron ore into gold ore, or silver ore into corundum ore." Fenrir explained

"That's amazing!" Natsu exclaimed

"It really is, but I can only do it in its bare form as an ore. No ingots or already made materials. It just won't work." Fenrir explained once more, still fascinating the others

"Only if you were actually good at it." Valerica joked

"Fuck off!" Fenrir said back in irritation, but also in good fun

Blades HQ

The sky is a bright blue with small layers of yellow underlining it as the sun rises. In the outside training yard, steel can be heard hitting wood. Getting stuck and pulled out every once in awhile. After running low on glass arrows from the previous battle with the Thalmor, Calinus is switching to steel for the time being. Getting used to the arrow length and what-not.

Every shot makes its mark. Either hitting bullseye or close to it. Calinus was a hunter and was always used to moving targets. Except when that target is armed and trying to kill you, that's a different story. He had a first hand experience with this when he got home from a hunting trip.

Calinus, Cyrodiil, 3 years ago

It was a standard trip. Go out, get food, come home. Simple enough. The Thalmor were all over the empire by now. Going out and eradicating Talos worship as they see fit. One day coming home from his trip he sees his front door busted down and his windows smashed.

He drops the dead deer and runs into his house to see his brother defending himself, just barely alive. His brother takes a swing at the Thalmor Justiciar with the iron sword he had on him. Yet the Justiciar just side steps out of the way, and slashes his brothers back open. Leaving him on the floor, twitching, bleeding, dying.

The Thalmor knew that Calinus had just witnessed the killing of his brother and thought little of it. The Justiciar has decided to throw a lightning bolt his way only for the bolt to miss and an arrow to be stuck inside the elf's head.

He heard crying from the closet, he opened it up to find his nephew inside, his brown eyes filled with tears and I flick of blood in his light brown hair. Crying in emotional pain. At these actions he was not angry that the Thalmor took his brother away. He was livid that they took his nephews father away.

At this point the cabin was filled with blood. It was splattered everywhere. He took his nephew to Skingrad, where the boy actually lives to speak with his mother. The conversation was far from pleasurable.

"Hadens your back!" His mother picked the little 9 year old boy up and hugged him in her arms. Her dark brown hair waving in the wind, with yellow eyes emulating the suns rays. She looks around and only sees Calinus and her son alone. "Calinus, where's Coiter?" She asks worryingly

"Hadens why don't you go play while I talk to your mother." Calinus suggests, and his nephew gladly complied. "So, Mibel. Your husband, my brother." Calinus couldn't get the words out of his mouth. But she knew what he was trying to tell her. Her eyes swelled in tears, holding back a flood gate of cries.

"How, did he die?" She asked. She was hoping that it may have been an animal to big to take on alone, and he died hunting. She was still sobbing into her brother-in-law's chest, with his arms hugging around her.

"A Thalmor agent broke into my cabin and killed him. I got there right in time to stop him from getting Hadens, but not in time to save Coiter." Calinus explained, causing her heart to sink a bit further. "It was the early morning. He was asleep along with Hadens. I went out to get a few kills in before the day began. When I got back I found him bloodied and holding a sword in hand, fighting for his life."

That was the last thing she expected. The Thalmor. "They probably thought we were secretly worshiping Talos." Calinus reasoned, eyes almost on the verge of crying.

"So." Mibel announced "What now? I have a child to raise and no husband to help." She sat down in defeat, letting tears run down her face.

"Maybe I can help." He offered "I may not be his father but if can help in anyway at all just let me know." Calinus gave her one more hug and went off to play with Hadens to help with this.

Present day

Calinus was 19 when his brother died in front of him. And that hatred for the Thalmor has not left him. He felt slightly better at the fact Minorie hadn't killed a single person, but still enraged that she healed the exact same people that killed his brother. 'I at least hope we can convince her to change sides.' Calinus thought to himself.

Blades Temple inside, the other closet

Bardul has taken a seat near the unconscious body of the beaten elf in who refused to give his name the day prior. His body spanned half the length of the room his face was currently a dark blue instead of his bright yellow due to the bruises on his body.

The elf started to wake, still tied up and in pain. He began looking around him to see an Orc sitting in a chair staring at him. "Name please." The orc teases

"Why must you do this to me?" The Thalmor complained

"Because your at our mercy. You're our prisoner and we need information." Bardul explains

"It would be the day you die before you get either of us to talk!" The elf yells and spits blood at the orc, only for it to fall flat on his boot

Bardul laughs. They already had Minorie's information, and the poor bastard didn't even know it yet. "Wanna bet?" Bardul jokes with the elf, signaling that it was too late

"She would never!" He scolds "Minorie would never do that!" The elf was struggling to get out of the binds, until he realized he just gave away her name.

"We know who she is. She's the daughter of the head of the Cyrodiil Thalmor embassy, Arrellor."

The elf fell silent. He admitted defeat through his expression and bowed his head in shame. "I am Kaedil. I am a foot soldier and Justiciar in the Thalmor."

"Well Kaedil it's nice to have you on board with the situation." Bardul congratulates "Now for some questions."

"I'm your wettest dreams Orc!" Kaedil yells

"That's it! I'm done!" Bardul announces "I can't do this! I joined to kill dragons not interrogate Thalmor!" Bardul leaves the room and out into the training yard, causing a scene witnessed by everyone.

Fairy Tail guild hall

"Hey Fenrir." Makarov calls

"Yes old man?" He replies

"We still haven't talked about your special skill." Makarov said to him.

Mira picks up wind of the words and panics slightly. 'Does he know?' Mira thinks to herself. The two go into a separate room, unseen by the others except for Mira. Mira thinks of following them but decides not to.

The conversation in the back room goes as follows.

"So what exactly can this power of yours do?" Makarov asked "You said it was something called "Tonal Architecture?" Just what exactly is that?"

"The best way to describe Tonal Achitecture would be?" Fenrir says, trying to gather a way to simplify his words "Tonal Architecture is the manipulation of sound to alter reality"

Confused yet enlightened, Makarov asks "What exactly does that mean? Is it how your power can let you spit fire and slow time?"

"Essentially." Fenrir plainly says "It's much more complex than that though. The Thu'um or simply shouting as others call it, is an ancient form of Tonal Architecture practiced by the dragons that inhabit my continent." Fenrir explained

"Go on." Makarov gestures

"It can be taught like any skill, but requires tremendous amount of discipline and willpower to make just the slightest bit of progress." Fenrir was about to go on until Makarov interrupted him

"If that's the case why are you the exception?" He interrogates

"I'll get to that soon." Fenrir says "for even the most gifted of us it takes years to learn the simplest shout." Fenrir pauses for a minute allowing Makarov to make a statement

"So your essentially a Dragon Slayer?"

"You could look at it that way, yes. But when it comes to people like me there is a very special exception." Fenrir said "Dragonborn, Dovahkiin. The ultimate Dragon Slayer." Fenrir went from a dead, unliving tone to a slightly more stoic tone.

"What does this have to do with our conversation?" Makarov questions

"What part of "the ultimate Dragon Slayer" did you not get?" Fenrir irritatingly asked

It clicked. Makarov then realized what the Dragonborn was. The ultimate Dragon Slayer.

"Are you saying that you are this Dragonborn?"

"Yes I am. You probably don't even know what that is though do you?" Fenrir questioned in wait

"No I don't. Would you mind explaining?"

Fenrir went to explain the Dragonborn and their innate abilities to absorb the soul of a dragon and use it to fuel there power, and how only a Dragonborn can do this.

"So are you saying that you kill a dragon and suck out its soul to fuel your strength?" Makarov asked

"Yes I am." Fenrir plainly said

"It sounds quite cruel. I don't know what would inspire you to do this?" Makarov said

"I don't actively do this it just happens." Fenrir states

"How does one become a Dragonborn? Is there some sort of ritual behind it?" Makarov kept interrogating the man like he were a prisoner

"You wouldn't understand. There's a whole lot of religion behind it that you wouldn't be able to understand. As well as its history as well."

"Okay then I won't pry any more. I at least got my answer." Makarov said "but are there any more titles you have at home?" Makarov asks jokingly yet seriously at the same time.

"Other than the Dragonborn, there is Thane of Whiterun, Thane of The Rift, Thane of Falkreath, Thane of The Reach, Ysmir Storm Crown, Dragon of the North, Outsider if your on Ravenrock which is a small settlement of Morrowind, Harbinger of the Companions, Nightingale, and by some people The Ultimate Treasure Hunter." Fenrir ends

"Sounds like your pretty well known back home." Makarov says

"Aye, but it isn't necessarily a good thing. I'm also a very important person not to sound egotistical or anything, which also gets me a lot of enemies." Fenrir states

"I see then. Well we've talked enough for today. I promise not to tell Natsu about this because it seems you don't want to start a fight with him." Makarov ended as they exit the room

Solstheim, Raven Rock, Retching Netch

"Can I get a thing of Sujamma?" A chitin covered Dunmer asked, gripping his right wrist

"Sure Teldryn. Coming right up." The barkeep said, grabbing a bottle of the alcoholic beverage and handing it over to the mercenary

"Thank you." Teldryn said with a respectful bow as he walked to his room

In his room the Dunmer took off his left gauntlet, exposing his ash grey skin and a decent sized wound yet not deep enough to cut the artery. He poured some of the Sujamma on his wound, forcing him to howl in pain.

The rest he downed in one go, leaving but a drop behind. The pain went away after awhile and his hand went numb. He casted a healing spell which caused his wound to heal slightly but not completely.

After a minute his wounds were healed completely and he was left exhausted from his day at work, clearing a reaver camp and all that. He laid in his bed and fell asleep, leaving him to Vaermina's clutches.

Teldryn's dream world

"Where am I?" Teldryn asked himself as he stared in aweat the massive city from a mountain side

"It's not where you are, but where you'll soon be." A voice said behind him.

Panicked, Teldryn spun around to be met with a manifestating Vaermina. "Oh. It's you." Teldryn said plainly

"Is that arrogance I hear? Or just plain idiocy." Vaermina countered angrily

"Neither. What do you want with me Daedra?"

"Fenrir seems to be slowed down a bit." Vaermina said "You're going to help speed him up. He's just caught up in so much to a point he can't get back home"

"I'm confused?" Teldryn responded

"Just let him explain." Vaermina said impatiently as she waved her hand and he lands in the Soul Cairn.

Soul Cairn

Flustered and confused he wonders around around the place when he sees a massive purple and green circle with an oblivion symbol in the middle.

He inspected it a bit. After a while, Teldryn touches it. His body glows a bright purple and is fused into the circle.

Fairy Tail guild hall

Fenrir sees Valerica panicked and running down the stairs trying to pull her words together. Out of that he manages to hear "Green, Purple, Oblivion and Circle." Fenrir not being stupid can put two and two together and rushes to get out of his seat.

Some of the guild being curious follows him only to see a medium sized green and purple circle with an odd symbol in the middle of it. Natsu and Happy are able to recognize it and stand back.

A loud crash and a mythical whirling sound is heard as an oblivion portal is opened and out comes a barely conscious Teldryn wearing his full chitin armor on all fours trying to catch his breath

"Who is that?" Cana asked with a card in her hand

"Teldryn?" Fenrir says aloud with a look of slight concern

Teldryn doesn't have just double vision, but triple. Even then he can still see a familiar face in his very fucked up vision. "Fenrir?" He asks "Is that you?"

"Yeah buddy it's me." Fenrir says calmingly as he picks his friend up who is slowly regaining balance.

"Fenrir do you know this guy?" Natsu asks

"Yeah I know him. He saved my ass more than twice." Fenrir responds as his friend gets his balance back.

"Fenrir." Makarov calls "would you mind introducing us to your friend?"

Beckoning to Makarov calls he does as instructed "Everyone, this is Teldryn Sero. He is a mercenary and a spell sword."

"What's a spell sword?" Happy asked

"A spell sword is just a mercenary who uses magic." Fenrir simply explains

"Fenrir where have you been? You've been gone for weeks and things have gotten worse already." Teldryn was sad at his disappearance but happy he got to see his friend again

"I got lost and stuck in the Cairn. I had to use a spell to get out and she got us lost." Fenrir explained and points to Valerica

"I did my best!" She shouts

"Let's just get you to my house." Fenrir offers "you can rest there."

"That sounds like a good idea." Teldryn agreed "let's go."

Dark room

"Looks Like Fenrir got a friend to help him." Siegrain said

"Indeed." Ultear replied

"Are you sure you want to use him instead?" Ultear questions "we already had a plan laid out."

"I'm positive. It'll be hard though. Very hard." Siegrain ends

Fenrir's house

Fenrir finally found a use for the basement. With a bed set up along with practice dummies set up for Teldryn they were all set. Problem being If Vaermina was going to send anymore people he would need a bigger house.

"I can't believe Vaermina would do this to you." Fenrir said

"I can" Valerica spat in annoyance

"Well she did and now I'm stuck here with you all." Teldryn said in irritation

Realizing that his new visitor is of Dark Elf heritage he remembers something "Oh! Teldryn there may be something I should tell you." Fenrir says slightly concerned for his friends safety

"What is it?" He replies bluntly

"So in this world there are only men. No elf or beastmen to exist." Fenrir said in a matter of fact tone

"So what? Do you expect me to hide my heritage from these people?" Teldryn questioned

"I'm just saying. You don't have to but I would recommend not telling people." Fenrir explains

"Why is that exactly?" Teldryn asked

"Well seeing how elves don't exist in this world chances are that they'll hunt you down, lock you in a cage, and experiment on you. But hey, maybe that's just the paranoia talking." Fenrir says

"I'll take that into consideration. Also, that was your guild hall yes? What happened to it?" Teldryn curiously asked

"Rivalry apparently. Some other guild named Phantom Lord. I say we strike back but the guild master is being a milk drinker and won't let us." Fenrir says with a pout

"I'll never understand you Nords and your name calling. Milk drinker. You do know that milk is actually good for your bones, yes?" Teldryn comments

"I know, I know. Calcium and all that." Fenrir adds

"So then. How do we get back?" Teldryn seriously asked

"Creating shrines to the Aedra and Daedra seem to work well. So far we have Hermaeus-mora and Julianos. Up next will be the same fucker who put you here." Fenrir explained

"Why her?" He asked

"We made a deal." Fenrir said

Retching Netch cornerclub

"Hey Niyya, can you check on Teldryn. He hasn't come out of his room yet." The barkeep asked

"Sure thing." Niyya gets out of her seat and checks on the mercenary only to find his room empty of any sign Teldryn was there.

"Geldis! He isn't here!" Niyya yells to the barkeep

"What! I swear I didn't even see him leave his room?" Geldis says in confusion

"How could this have happened?" Niyya adds

Blades HQ

Having just woken up, Minorie is escorted to the table where she sees her awoken party memeber sitting right across from her, Calinus watching both of them and Hirin standing at the table end.

"Minorie, you look like you slept well." Kaedil comments

"I did slightly. It would have been better without a guard watching me sleep." She said back

Bardul comes in with two platters of food. It was sma slices of deer venison with some carrots and a mug of river water given to both of them. "Eat" Bardul said as he immediately leaves the kitchen.

Both their hands are still tied together so eating would look a bit awkward yet they were basically prisoners so they had no room to complain.

If not for the ring that constantly drains their Magicka then both of them would be out of there by now with a few scratches to be noticed.

A knocking his heard on the temple door. "Who is it this time?" Shariah asks herself in agitation. She opens the door to find an Altmer dressed in a couriers uniform holding a rolled up parchment also being guarded by an escort in eleven armor.

"Lady Elenwen ordered me to give this to you." The courier said while giving the letter to the Redguard and Calinus shifted his attention to the courier with an arrow ready to strike.

"Let's see?" Shariah said as Delphine came in from the courtyard

"What's going on?" She asked

"A Thalmor courier entered with a letter, and he has an escort." Esbern explained

"Kill them both" Delphine bluntly stated

"No Delphine that would only make things worse." Esbern told her as her grip on her blade loosened and she sheathed it again

"Fine" she angrily states

Shariah handed the letter to Delphine telling her to read it. Shariah and the courier talk about the letter and the negotiations that were presented during them.

The courier and his escort left the temple. Leaving the Blades to there business.

"What does it say Delphine?" Hirin asked

Delphine then read it aloud

"To the Blades of Skyrim and the Empire. It has come to our attention that two of our units were apprehended by your forces. In hopes of negotiation, upon retrieval of the two units you shall not get a death penalty, but life imprisonment. If the units are not retrieved upon arrival, you will be granted death as you have had a warning prior. With best regards, Elenwen"

The letter left the Blades in shock. This wasn't a negotiation. It was a game of choose your prison sentence. In the end there was no victory for the Blades, just destruction of the faction.

3 hours later, Skyrim Thalmor Embassy

"So you're back." Elenwen said "and without our units."

"Unfortunately ma'am." The courier replied

"I was expecting this. You there!" She yells as she points to the escort "get Eliir from the dungeon, he's needed once more."

"Yes lady Elenwen!"

A/N No exit note for this one, just a thank you for reading.