Sarah. She is a literal child. This isn't a story about the fearless god that saves Skyrim, this is a story about a child who had to learn to fight to be safe, and how escalating events affected her and how she can't adjust to being where she can be accepted fully.


"Y-yeah. We did." He said as he took my hand. Green eyes met my yellow and red ringed eyes. "I-I wish I could have seen your fight."

I smiled. "Don't worry about it."

"Indeed, you two worked well given your strengths and weaknesses." Iida said as he walked with us, once we were outside the building I spotted my broken helm. split from one eye section to the back. "I hate to think what could have happened had you not been wearing that."

I gulped as I looked at the cracked metal. I knew I had almost lost consciousness in that last explosion. "Yeah... I'll have to thank the support department on that one."

We reached the observation room, and looked at All Might. "You three did exceedingly well. Iida you getting into character is the energy needed for success in this course. Midoriya, Amavera, excellent performances, both in quickly capturing a villain and in close quarters combat! Bakugo was brought to the nurses office to remove the arrow head in his back."

I lightly chuckled. "That... may have been instinct on that one. I just need to sit down... I'm a bit shaken up."


Chapter 8: End of Battle Trails, Class Representative

"All right students, what can you tell me about the match?" All Might asked the students as I sat down unclasping the armor and taking off the pauldrons and breast and back plates.

Yaoyorozu spoke up. "Amavera used her varied quirk to adapt to the situation. Using her invisibility to infiltrate the building undetected, and a extensive understanding of combat to control the battle as well as to avoid Bakugo's attacks. Her use of weapons in conjunction with her quirk's branch abilities allowed her to far more options in combat. While Bakugo's quirk only has one basic function with his explosive power, he used it in methods of application to aid his mobility." She took a breath. "Both had their advantages. In the case of Midoriya versus Iida, it was the factor of Amavera's quirk allowing his invisibility to hide others, it allowed for a capture without a fight thus clearing the way to the weapon."

"Erm... Why of course." All Might and the rest of the class was taken aback for a moment at how clear her explanation was.

I cleared my throat for their attention. "To be perfectly honest, it was due to me just being better trained in non quirk combat. I don't use my powers as a crutch because they have a limit. The heroes who toke me in were Warriors first and foremost."

As the class continued I sat next to Mina and Midoriya. It was... nice. They asked me questions about my life back home. I had to stick to the explanation and half truths Nezu had given me.

"Kodlak believes that the potential to be a hero lays in the soul, he may not be able to fight anymore, but the Companions are heroes who walk the path of a warrior. We are Shield siblings if not in blood then in heart and spirit."

"Oh my god! Foreign Heroes are so cool!" Mina squealed. "Fighting villains with a blade!" She mimicked the swinging of a sword.

I just shook my head. "We fight for honor and glory in combat." I said as I drew my blade. "All of our weapons are custom made by a master smith. This is mine, Dragon Fang. I have spent months training, under Aela, Vilkas, Farkas, Kodlak, and the others." I smiled as I thought of the mead hall, Jorrvasker.

I knew they had to be waiting for me. They had too, if not actively searching with Serana, The Dawngaurd and Skall to reach me. I watched with great interest as the other students completed the trial. But one student peaked my interest, Shoto Todoroki, he in a matter of seconds froze the entire building, his bare foot opponents were frozen to the floor, Hagakure and Ojiro were powerless to stop him from just walking past and claiming the weapon.

At the end of the day I went home with Naomasa, the silence of the room I stayed in making the warmth of the classroom all the more painful. As nice as it was to have been accepted by this new group, this world I didn't belong too. Out of my pocket I pulled the septim I carried with me everyday. The gold coin being a link back to my home. I set it down on the sheets of the bed before reaching under the bed and pulling out several large cases. Three of them were long and while not narrow per say. I opened one and pulled out the Elder Scroll of Dragons.

The ornate artifact of creation weighed heavily in my hand. Dragons, the blood of those mythical demigods was what once pumped through my veins. I set it down and looked at the other case, a overwhelming darkness seemed to pulse from the iron bound and locked case, in it were the Black books of Herma Mora. Ever since I had fought Miraak I had locked them away. I had considered having heroes dispose of them, but I didn't dare think of the chaos that could be sown should anyone discover it. I had given one To Nezu for him to study with the aide of my magical protection when students aren't at the school.

I didn't want to even consider the possibility of Miraak escaping into this world. The battle I had fought against him was the fight that forced me to run. To escape. Something I hadn't done since... the day I was turned into a monster for the demonic pleasure of... him. My hand instinctually pulled at the back of my shoulder the raised skin of the scars.

Echoing in my mind were the screams... but I couldn't remember if they were mine or... hers.


The next day I was dropped off by Naomasa. "Have a good day, I heard from my friend that you are doing well in class." He said as he handed me my bottle of blood.

"Of course. I don't mind being here." I said as I pulled my hood low over my face too block the sun. He nodded as I closed the car door. This world, no matter how many times I experienced, or everything I had learned, it still amazed me.

This world, even some of the lowest people seemed like lords in wealth compared to back home where people struggled daily. It was comfortable in this world. Something I couldn't say I had for the longest time. I felt... accepted. I walked towards the gate but I soon noticed the crowd in front of the building.

Before I could reach the gate and crowd one of the reporters tried to cross onto the school and the gate slammed shut blocking off my view of Aizawa. "We want a statement from All Might! Or his students..."

"Look, there's a student right there!" One of the reporters pointed at me.

Before I knew it I was stuck pinned back to a wall with microphones pointed at me looking to gain anything I knew about All Might, stuck with my back to the wall. "P-please... I need to get too class." I was getting flustered from having so many people pressure me. The clamoring and yelling bringing back memories.

"Ahem, leave my student alone." I looked over at the gate and saw Aizawa. "She been through a lot already, now give her some space." He walked through the crowd and put a hand on my shoulder steering me out of the crowd towards the gate. "Get to class, I've called Nezu and Vlad King to help with the crowd." I nodded and ran into the school knowing I would most likely be the last one too class.

I reached the class out of breath having run all the way from the entrance to the class climbing several staircases and running through the halls. I took a moment to catch my breath before entering the room and taking my seat.

I drank from my bottle of blood as we waited for Aizawa to arrive for class. I wrote in my journal, the runes containing all of my adventures, all the words of power I had learned, every dragon I had slain. When the door opened I closed the book and put it in my bag. Aizawa had his usual tired expression still on his face. I took a sip from the bottle of blood. "All right, I have the results from yesterday's hero training. Overall you all did fine, Amavera and Bakugo you exceeded expectations in combat. Bakugo, you need to temper your anger. Amavera I'll ask that you refrain from any further biting of students. Recovery Girl gave me an earful about possible infections."

I gulped at the thought, I hadn't intended to bite Bakugo, but the action had been on instinct. I didn't want the risk of spreading my state as a vampire to others.

"All right, today you will be deciding on something that will affect you for the remainder of your school days." He announced. The room turned silent in that moment. "Today you will select Class Representatives." Then the mummering started. "Keep it down, you are too chose two of your classmates to represent this class."

"But we just met each other, how could we know who to vote for? As it stands right now, it would be a popularity contest." Kaminari asked.

"Don't care." Aizawa wrapped himself up in his sleeping bag and fell over. "Just don't wake me up."

Iida then stood up from his seat, "The fairest way is to put it too a vote. We can't afford to fight over the positions."

"But, how would we know who is best suited for the position?" Mineta asked.

"We had a important training activity yesterday." I said. "We watched how each of us act under pressure. I agree with Iida, we should put it to a vote, but lay out some rules. You can't vote for yourself, it is a unfair factor. We are training to be heroes so there are times where we have to rely on others just as others will rely on us. And keep your votes secret until after the number has been counted. Others may feel pressured to fall in line."

"So manly." Kirishima said as he clenched a fist.

"That's it Ama!" Mina cheered.

Yaoyoraozu spoke up, "That is a wonderful idea!"

Iida nodded and in silence we started to write out our selections, 'Iida, while he may be stiff, he is serious and straight forward. He would make a fine leader.' I wrote out my selection. We walked up to the front of the class and dropped our selection into a bin that Momo made with her quirk. Once we all had voted Momo and Iida counted them, the blue haired speedster looked excited when he got one vote but as it went on there were two clear winners.

"Amavera Essori is class rep and Izuku Midoriya is her deputy." Momo said, she just had one vote less then Izuku.

"ALL RIGHT WHO VOTED FOR THAT WEAKLING!" Bakugo shouted, he hadn't gotten any votes.

Izuku had three, and I had four. Not a land slide victory, but it wasn't anything to scoff at I had won after all. While Izuku was shaking with nervousness I chuckled. "I gladly accept this position of leadership." I said as I let the hood down from my uniform.

I side kicked Izuku behind the teacher's desk. His big green eyes blinked before he shouted. "I do to!"

'Nervous wreck.' I shook my head. "We won't let our class down."

Soon we were having lunch, I sat with Izuku and his friends, Momo and Mina sitting with us. "Izuku, you'll be fine." Uraraka said as she cheered her friend on.

"Iida didn't you want to be class rep?" Izuku asked the blue haired boy.

"Yes, but like Amavera said it would be fairest if we voted for ourselves. I voted for you because I trust your judgement." Iida said.

I nodded. "I voted for you Iida. Your serious demeanor would've made for very effective leadership."

"I voted for you Ama! You were so cool in the hero training!" Mina cheered. "You were so calm throughout the class despite having the most dangerous opponent."

Momo nodded. "Yes, out of the whole class, you are the furthest ahead. And you easily represent the best attributes in a hero. Selflessness, discipline and a desire to aid others."

"Yeah, you are clearly very manly!" I looked up as Kirishima walked over to the table.

I just gestured to myself. "Manly?" I asked.

"You put yourself at a disadvantage there, by suggesting that we not vote for ourselves you also ran the risk of not receiving enough votes." he explained. "You wanted everyone to have a fair chance. That's why I voted for you."

"Correct, you risked the chance of ruination for you chance at the position." We looked across the table to our bird headed class mate. His quirk Dark Shadow had interested me, and I had intended to at one point ask him how it worked. "You appear deep in your own darkness, and yet brighten those around you."

"T-" Before I could thank them a alarm went off.

"Outer defenses have been compromised." The PA system announced. It took a moment to set in before the panic set in.

Our group was washed up in the rush for the door. "Someone is going to get hurt." I grunted as I was shoved against a window. Since I was so much smaller then everyone else here I couldn't make progress. I looked out the window and saw... "The reporters from this morning?" I asked myself.

"OW!" I heard Uraraka call out as she was shoved around too.

I couldn't reach anyone from where I was... but maybe I could try to calm the crowd. In a flash I turned into a bat and flew to the front of the crowd as they were trying to push their way through the door way. I landed in front of them with my arms spread and pulled on the thu'um to aid my voice. "Everybody! Calm down! It's a false alarm. The Media have broken through the UA Barrier. We aren't in any danger." At the end of it my voice returned to normal.

As I looked at the other students I could see several of my classmates as well as many of the students calm down. Out of the corner of my eye I could see three third years, one with a slouch and black hair covering his face, a tall standing blonde with shockingly blue eyes, and a girl with a full body with near body length hair, almost seem to beam at me.

In the class room I sat at my seat as Aizawa looked over our choice of Class rep and Vice rep. "Two solid choices. I expect great things from the both of you." He said. "You can socialize for the rest of the day. Amavera, thank you for stopping the panic before it got out of hand."

I leaned back in my seat as I relaxed. "I'm just glad no one was hurt." I said as he left the room.


Naomasa studied the destroyed server room and wall adjacent to where a item of great interest was kept. "The book is missing, and non of the reporters had it." Nezu said to the man.

"We... have a problem then. Who ever has that book could release a villain more dangerous then he ever was." Naomasa held his chin in thought.

"Should we inform Amavera?" Aizawa asked.

"Yes. If Miraak escapes, he'll make a beeline for her." Naomasa said.

"The question is... can he escape without her power?" Nezu asked.


In a hidden bar stood two men, one shrouded in purple mist and shadows, dressed in a fine shirt and vest, the other a ragged young man, dismembered hands attached to his body as tentacles wrapped around his now translucent body. "Tomura!" the man shrouded man called out dropping and breaking a glass.

Tomura dropped the book and fell to the ground. "Bring... me to my master. He need to see this in person." He stood up clutching the book. "What I just learned... we can rule more then one world... and have the power to slay a thousand All Mights. We hold the cheat codes to the multiverse."


And done.