She's the real Reaper

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"Fire, Fire, dragon fire"

"Searing words of ancient ire"

A twisted corpse flew from a seemingly dancing figure in the thick of the battle.

"Wake, wake from the grave"

"Rise to set the world aflame"

Agonised wails escape from the soldiers, they couldn't beat her. They would all die before a scratch could be laid upon the Demon.

"Night, night, endless night"

"Terror is the only light"

Another battleground, another fight won, yet the void remains empty. The love of the fight dead along with her enemies. She stood there alone, and alone she cried silent tears of regret.

"Bane, bane, rage untamed"

"Darkness dwells in age old blame"

They were gone.

…...

Spider shot up in hurry, quickly evaluating where she was. A room, her room. She was on the Normandy just as she always was, not back in Tamriel.

"A dream darling, you were having a dream." Spider told herself. She lifted off of the bed and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked as well as ever, a healthy glow over her youthful features.

Spider laughed at herself internally. 'I am anything but youthful, I've been alive longer than an Asari'

After changing, Spider went to the crew deck and sat at an empty table, a cup of water held in front of her. She stared at the still surface of the liquid, unmoving. It didn't take long for the crew to wake up and start the day, everyone noticed her but no one commented on her statue like state. It seemed like she was there for hours.

"It wasn't your fault Dovahkiin, you were not to know of their plan."

"You can't keep punishing yourself, they are gone."

"SHUT UP!" Spider shouted at the dragon souls. "I can't get them out of my mind, it's been centuries and they're still burned into my head, a brand on my soul."

"We understand, we feel it too."

"But you have not wasted your life after their death Dovahkiin, think of those you have helped including this Shepard. Think of the Warden, think of the wizard child, think of Eragon, think of even the dwarves and hobbit."

"Was that me?" Spider asked. "I feel like Sheo's playing a joke, every world feels like the first but I remember all the others. Have they happened already? Or are they happening at the same time? It doesn't make sense."

"Yet you remember helping them. All of them."

"Doesn't change what happened, they were right in front of me but all I could do was watch... watch as the life drained from them both and everyone around me cheered for more..." Spider's hands tightened around the cup, denting the metal.

"That is why you fight!"

"You lost something you will never get back that day, and we have seen you slaughter thousands to keep that from happening to others, that was what you were doing in that dream. Do you remember?"

Spider took a moment to gather what thoughts she could as she felt all the souls within her gather in her mind. "I remember death following wherever I went, it dulled the pain."

"NO! Remember the Fahliil Dominion, when they attacked the imperials. Senseless destruction spurred you from your trance... Remember the girl you saved, remember the life you allowed to grow."

..

Screaming. The first thing she heard was the screaming.

Spider walked forward, one foot in front of another.

The town burned form magical blasts fired from soldiers of the Dominion, the people rounded up and executed in the town square.

One step replaces another, she put more distance between her and the corpses she once loved.

"You're all next!" A soldier shouted at a group of four men and two females, one of them no more than seven years old, who were huddled against what remained of the town hall with the rest of the survivors.

They struggled as they were escorted to the centre. They cried and begged for their lives, the older girl for her unborn child. The young girl merely cried, old enough to understand that her life was about to end.

Spider was now walking through an alley. Staring at the ground, but never stopping the slow, methodical distance she was putting between her and where it happened.

She appeared out as the first in the group was given her sentence.

The woman was clearly pregnant, about four months which showed the clear signs of her carrying a child.

"Please don't kill me." She pleaded as tears streamed down her face. She said it so quietly the soldiers hardly heard her. "Don't hurt my baby."

The high elf in charge sneered at the woman. "Begging in a time of war, pathetic, even for humans."

He gestured to the other soldiers and they prepared the spells.

Fire spewed from their hands and drowned the woman in flames, the screaming died down quickly, though it likely only because her throat had been melted shut.

A deadening silence came over the scene, the only things breaking it being the burning buildings and the sobbing of the girl. She was next.

Spider kept moving, she was behind the elves meaning they wouldn't notice her slowly walking through, and she didn't really notice them either. The memory of her family drowning her thoughts.

A weight crushing her, and showing no sign of lightening.

"Will you beg too human, or keep crying?" The high elf once again sneered at the crying form of the small child. "Pitiful if you weren't so retched human."

Sniffling the little girl whispered what she thought would be her final words. "Mommy..."

Everything slowed. Spider stopped in her tracks, raising her head at the sound of the small, vulnerable voice. The deafening sounds that clouded her mind died down and she could finally hear what the souls were telling her.

"HELP THEM!"

"THEY WILL DIE!"

"MEYZ DINOK FAH FIN FAHLIIL!"

Spider snapped out of her trance, she looked down at herself. Still dressed in the simple light blue dress she had been wearing that day, it was dirtied with weeks of travel and her gloves looked frayed beyond use.

The captain signalled his men. The fires started to burn at there fingertips in preparation. Taking aim at the small human in front of them.

The girl closed her eyes and tried to shield her face from the blaze she knew was to come. But it never did. She suddenly felt someone stood in front of her, hugging her, and shielding her from the fire.

When the flames died down she turned towards the soldiers, keeping the girl behind her in a protective stance.

"Run back to your parents" Spider told her. And the girl ran towards the group where a woman hugged her tightly. She was followed by the four men who had also been awaiting their execution.

"Who are you to dare stand in the way of the Dominion!?" The high elf shouted at her.

"My name," Her eyes hardened, she became shrouded in a dark mist that covered her form. When it dispersed she was in her signature daedric armour, appearing as a demonic warrior with a wicked blade to match.

"My name is Spider" One of the four soldiers in the square suddenly started retching, the violent action continued for a few moments until his stomach and intestines spewed out of his mouth, the pained expression never left his face and his eyes were close to bugging out. Hard to tell if he died of shock, pain or suffocation.

"Alyssia" The second soldier found his throat slowly being torn open, the agonizing screams didn't stop until his head was ripped from his body.

"PoisonBlood" The third soldier dropped on the floor writhing in pain, rolling back and forth as if he were being burned by invisible flames. The soldier suddenly stopped, he laid on his back staring at the sky letting out a silent scream when all the blood in his body shot out of every orifice showering the square in crimson liquid.

"And I'm done playing the good guy." The Captain raised his sword and readied a fireball spell but looked frightened at the power he had just witnessed.

"Stay back!" He sneered at her. A devilish idea entered the elf's mind, he turned and unleashed the fireball on the group of townspeople and ran. Likely towards where his unit was stationed.

Spider raised her sword and caught the destructive magic, it rained on her but it only served to make her look all the more menacing. Locking her eyes on the fleeing soldier, fear like no other struck him to his very core, Spider pierced the veil of his mind and tore through his thoughts forcing him to stop, shredding every happy memory she could find, leaving nothing but nightmares plaguing his mind.

Spider closed the distance between her and the halted man, raising her hand she reached into the elf and drawing on her magicka she grabbed his very soul and pulled it from his body, his spirit form managed a glance at his physical one before it was shredded. There's no afterlife for people without a soul to give it to.

Spider watched as the soulless body dropped to the floor, the dribbling mess would most likely choke on his own tongue, or starve for all she cared. This was how it should be, people would call her a monster, they would hate and fear her, but like it or not, they would be protected by her. She tried to fight evil with light once, it cost her her family. But this way, if she fights with darkness, no one will harm her or anyone she cared about again, even if they did, there wouldn't be much of them left to complain about. And that was good enough for her.

..

"Spider..? Spider are you okay?" Shepard was sat directly across from the stone like woman. She had been sat like that, staring into the depths of her cup for almost 14 hours. Just sat there, The crew had been taking turns to watch her, each one trying to rouse her from her trance.

Now they were all gathered around Spider, but only Shepard was sat at the table. Slowly, Spider raised her head slightly, enough to look Shepard in the eye.

Spider became aware of the people around her for the first time but didn't take her eyes off of the Commander.

"I'm sorry darling, did you say something?" Spider asked her.

"You've been here for hours Spider, what happened?" Shepard asked her, worry seeped into her voice, although she still hadn't fully forgiven Spider for the incident with the council as it was only after they left that she found out what Spider had actually done.

"No.. nothing you would be interested in. I'm sorry for worrying you but I'll be fine." Spider told her and made to get up when a hand rested on her shoulder causing her to stop.

Garrus was often called brave and roguish but this might have been outright stupidity. Keeping his hand there he said "Spider, we all care about you. You might be the scariest, pain in the ass we have on our team, but aside from Shepard I've never seen anyone care so much for us."

Taking a moment, Spider sat back down. "What happened to you?" Shepard asked again in the most calming voice she could muster.

"I had a dream.. it was more of a memory from my early days." She paused for a moment, not sure if she should continue until a hand rested on top of hers. "I guess you all never found out why I became so 'scary' as you'd put it."

Bracing herself, Spider prepared to relive a painful memory that not even the magic of daedric princes could keep locked away.

..

"NO! What part of that don't you understand Delphine?" Spider shouted across to the stubborn woman. "I will not kill Parthunax because he is the only one who has actually helped me in killing Alduin. All you two did was tell me to go somewhere and let me do all the work, and guess what? Non of that was actually useful."

"That maybe so, but it doesn't excuse him of his crimes." it was at this point that Esbern cut in. "He is a dragon and it's in his nature to dominate, who's to say when this 'way of the voice' becomes meaningless to him and he tries to force us to do his bidding like in the ancient days? It's in his nature Spider, you must see that!"

"Esbern... Let me tell you about human nature. Throughout the centuries humans have waged war and caused any violence they can. They have destroyed what once was and most only care for themselves. If you believe a dragon should be killed even if he's found a way to become something beyond what his nature tells him to be, needs to die. Then I'll have to kill you too, because at least with the dragon's dominance there was no discrimination like we have now."

"Is this what you really think Dragonborn?" The female warrior asked "Because if you do, then we see no reason you should be leader of the Blades."

"You have five seconds to get out of my temple." Spider spoke in utter seriousness and watched as the last of the blades who were supposedly loyal to the Dragonborn, get up and walk out on her.

It wasn't long before they found another dragon temple that whilst being less grand, still served as a base of the Blades and they began recruiting, plotting revenge.

Months after the incident, Spider was travelling the roads of Skyrim towards her home in Riften before a courier intercepted her. "Sorry but this was an urgent message, to be delivered immediately." he said

Spider opened the letter and after reading the contents dropped it in shock, it read: Spider come quickly to Windhelm, it's your family. They're in danger and I've been forced out of the city for trying to stop it. HURRY!

And she ran.

Windhelm is a notoriously racist city under the rule of Ulfric Stormcloak and he cared not a wit if some Argonians were being held in the city's main square. The Blades had planned this in detail and were driven to ensure that they succeeded.

Spider arrived at the city gates and was stopped by the guards. "Halt, I'm under orders to stop you from entering the city." His objections were cut short as Spider's blade removed his head and stabbed his partner in the heart. Spider was going to save them if it meant her end.

The sight that awaited her was horrifying, as she forced the gate open, she saw her husband and son tied up and kneeling. Her husband managed to look up and catch a glimpse of her coming through the gate. He wasn't even sure if she was real but he gave her a reptilian smile just before the executioners axe swung down to claim it's prize.

She was screaming but no sound could be heard. Stood there, frozen and helpless. It was only when they grabbed Sykra that she came to her senses and ran up to the masses of people who had gathered to watch the 'spectacle'.

She couldn't get through and all sense had abandoned her, all she could do was struggle and watch as the newly recruited blades going from the uniform sliced off her son's tail and used his open, screaming mouth as an opportunity to jam it down his throat, ending his blood chilling screams.

Spider had finally gotten through the crowd and ran up to her child, blood flowing from his mouth as he looked to his mother with terror and pain in his eyes. She couldn't think, only hold him close as she knew nothing she did could heal him. This lasted until the light in his eyes turned dull and the life had left them.

"Lucien." She whispered and the spectral assassin appeared behind her, awaiting orders. "Kill." The order was given, and he ensured that the city ran red with blood. Spider, still holding her child in her arms. Vengeance had taken over and she disappeared, gone like the wind to the mountain base of the Blades.

It was her sorrow, anger and hatred that fuelled her, and she created a shout worse than Dragonrend, Spider had obliterated the very mountain with the raw power she put behind the shout, and doomed all the living souls who resided within to eternal pain, cursed to remain there, wailing in the agony she has forced them to endure for the rest of time.

FAAZ UNSLAAD DINOK.

Spider was a broken woman, and once all the energy had left her, she felt nothing but the pain of loss. The Daedric Princes were not pleased by these events and enchanted Spider's sword to block her pain and added her deceased son's tail as a grim reminder and source of the spells power, so long as her sword was close, her son would protect her, even in death.

..

"What the hell was that!?" Grunt asked as he and everyone else reeled back.

"I thought it would be easier to show you, that's why I am the way I am." Spider told them, a hint of shame entering her voice as she looked back down at the table.

"Is that what you were dreaming about?" Garrus asked her, he couldn't imagine the pain she must have endured, and reliving it must have been even worse.

"No, I dreamed of what I did after that. And all the people who never made it out of the way in time, it didn't matter who they were or how bad the wrong was, all that I cared about was that it dulled the pain."

"You must've fought some pretty tough people to get a challenge out of it." Grunt said as he looked at Spider with a new appreciation.

"I fought one of the demonic gods of my world, I was so desperate." Spider told him.

"Did you win?" He asked.

"I'm sat here talking to you and no one has seen him since, you do the math." Spider told him and got a smile out of the krogan. "Now," Spider said getting up. "Everyone has things to get to I assume?"

"We'll be docking with the quarian flotilla to sort out this trial of treason Tali has gotten roped into, I want everyone ready, even if you just guard the ship I want to make a good impression." Shepard ordered.

There was general mumbling of agreement and slowly everyone filed out, Spider was about to leave the crew deck when she heard Shepard call her name.
"Hmm? You need something darling?

"Thank you, it must have hard to share that with us. But now I think everyone knows you a little better and be more understanding of why you act out." Shepard told her. "That doesn't mean I approve of it, but I will understand if.. when it happens again, just promise me you'll try to keep yourself composed."

Spider threw Shepard a dark smile, "I assure you Commander, I have never looked more composed than when I'm tearing someone in two. But I'll try to keep it to a minimal."

…..

Done, thanks for reading.

The flashback where Spider's family dies is copied and pasted from my other story because I didn't want to change any details, just a btw.