The message from last chapter still applies.
And this has been done for a week…srry, but i was testing. stupid peoplz, they changed it from an ECA to ISTEP sadly T^T but I'm done with it and here it is
I struggled, beating against the air with my wings. My pants echoed against the rocks of the mountain.
"Come on lokaal. Keep up the movement." Alduin encouraged, flapping his own massive wings next to me. I started to lose altitude, my flaps straining as I tried not to crash land. "You're thinking about it too much, just let the instinct take wing." Alduin advised, nuzzling me. I nodded, taking a deep breath.
"Let your instincts take wing." I repeated over and over in my head, closing my eyes. And all the pain and fatigue I just felt was … gone, like I had imagined feeling it. I was actually able to get higher than a few dozen feet off the ground. Alduin was booming with laughter, right next to me. "Come!" He urged, turning in the sky. I somehow managed to go forward. I didn't think about it, like Alduin suggested, and it was easier. I let my mind go blank as I flew around aimlessly with Alduin.
THREE MONTHS LATER
I stood in front of the massive crowd. Well, not fully in front, more to the side. There was a row of nine Dragon Cultists that have been promoted to Dragon Priest since they were recruited. They were the brightest, smartest, and strongest of their group, not to mention the most loyal.
Today was the day we reunited Skyrim under the dragon's rule. Nearly everyone was here, from Riften to Markarth. On the other side of the platform was Jynx. She now bore her mark proudly, wearing only a circlet replacing her helmet. Her glass armor has been improved, dragon scales embedded in different areas. Behind her, in the shadows was Vilkas, her husband and all her housecarls.
Dragons were everywhere, flying, landing, making people scatter in panic. Alduin was overhead, swooping, letting out loud roars.
Five of the Jarls were up here with us. The ones who agreed, Ulfric, Balgruuf , Laila , Elisif, and Idgrod, the ones who had agreed.
The rest were felt with the hour they disagreed, and in their place, a Dragon Priest took their place. The rest of the nine will act as advisers for the remaining Jarls. And there'll be a dragon in each hold.
It was time. Alduin swooped down, shouting "DOV-VULD-MUN!" His deep voice rumbling through the crown, silencing everyone. He landed, in his usual black clothing, with a wide smirk on his face.
Finally everything was falling in place. I watched as Alduin called the Dragon Priests forward, naming them either Jarl or adviser. He mentioned having the two Dragonborns at his side. Now the dragons were even more feared, since Alduin shown his "gift" of turing from beast to man. I smirked at that.
ONE MONTH LATER
I went through the hallway, heading towards Alduin's office. He's been so busy here lately, he wasn't coming to bed until late at night. I stopped, my hand on the door, ready to push it open, when I heard a high-pitched giggle. I narrowed my eyes, peering inside. Alduin sat, writing away on a piece of parchment, red eyes concentrated on the paper. Standing next to him was a woman, with chocolate hair, with brownish-pink wings. Her body was full and curved, barley contained in tavern clothes. She had a hand on his shoulder, and was leaning down, placing a hand on his chest, slowly sliding it down. I widened my eyes as he froze, but didn't make a move to stop her. I whirled around as I heard another giggle, and stormed away, my heart aching in pain, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Through the pain, rage flared up. I clenched my teeth, rushing to our room. Of course, why come back to me when he was getting a hot little female tail? I went to my stash of gold, quickly scooping a large sum in my coin bag, before opening the cabinet door and slamming it behind me. I ran out the passage way, feeling the cool air before coming outside. As I stepped outside, seeing the dark, stormy clouds, I heard the cabin open up, and foot steps following me. My lips curled into a snarl as I hurled myself down the mountain side. Damn! I forgot my armor! I realize as I ducked under a branch. The only weapon I had was a dagger strapped to my waist at all times.
"VINCENT!" Alduin roared after me. I ignored him, continuing down the mountain side.
Alduin's P.O.V.
I hadn't known that Mirmulnir was that old, she just came waltzing in, in human form. She looked proud to have been able to turn like that. I was working, though, too busy to care about her transformation, and she didn't like it. I never liked her. As a hatchling she was spoiled, and constantly demanded everyone's attention on her. She always tried to get mine, but I never cared. So, naturally, she despised Vincent with a passion.
But I was never expecting what she did. Not by a long-shot. She came up and placed a hand on my chest, and I froze when I saw those glowing eyes. I didn't fully realize what she was doing until I felt a hand on my hip, seeing his eyes widen and fill with pain. I pushed her hand away, and she giggled, as if I'd excepted her advances. She got a rude awakening when I snarled at her.
"YOU BITCH! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!" I snarled with such menace that she cowered back. I got up and stormed after my liin. I could smell the anger and pain on his scent, leading to our room. I expecting him to be curled on the bed, and I would be able set things straight, but as I opened the door, I heard the cabinet door slam shut. "No." was all I could think as I sprinted towards it, but I found it locked. I had to dart to the desk to get the stupid key and back. As I opened the door finally, I heard him leave the tunnel. "NO!" My thoughts got more panicked as I rushed out the tunnel.
I got to the end and saw him weaving through the branches and jumping over the bushes. "VINCENT!" I cried, feeling sorrow in seeing him leave. I launching myself down after him as the rain started pouring down. Lightning flashed, depleting any hope of flying to get to him. I snarled in frustration. I tore through the trees as rain poured down, soaking me through easily. I forced myself faster, now just a few feet away from him. He was just as soaked as I was, but he was holding out his hands, a purplish glow emitting from them.
"Oh no." I whispered/panted as it glowed even brighter. He brought his hands to his chest and with an orange light, he disappeared. I dropped to my knees, panting. No. No, no, no, no, No, NO, NO! Rage had my body shaking. Pain blinded me. No it wasn't the pain that blinded me, nor the rain. It was tears. I was crying, seeing Vincent leave, and it was all Mirmulnir's fault. But I couldn't get up.
I shouted for Paarthurnax, but otherwise didn't move. I couldn't find it in me. Vincent's gone. Kept circling in my head. I heard running feet, of course, it's too dangerous to fly.
"Alduin!" Paarthurnax's voice sounded, somewhat behind me. I didn't look, I just stared at where Vincent once stood. "Alduin what's wrong?" I felt a hand on my shoulder, finally breaking through my trance. I looked up at him and he gasped, kneeling down with me.
"Get Mirmulnir. She's standing on trial." I whisper. He nodded to the two who came with him.
"What happened?" He asked gently. "Your eyes…you've been crying."
"She was, making advances. She just turned old enough to turn. Vincent saw her, got the wrong idea. Ran. I ran after him. He's gone." I choked on the last sentence. I found a small strength that allowed me to stand and move.
"We need to get you changed. We may be dov, but we still get sick." He insisted. I shook my head.
"No. Trial first." I moved, well, more of stumbled back to the cave, pushing the door open and went to the counsel room, dripping wet and shivering. There she was, being held by Odaving and Numinex, holding each of her arms.
"What is the meaning of this?! I've done no wrong!" She demanded.
"You have done the most dishonorable thing for a dovah to do. You made inappropriate advances to one who has a liin. Who is now out there, without protection of his brothers and sisters!" I snarled, my anger boiling over. I lashed out, backhanding the woman, harshly. "You are disowned from the dov. You're no longer welcome here, so leave." I said, with no emotion in my voice. From now on, she's dead to me. I looked around. "Spread the word. Anyone in Skyrim who sees Vincent is to report directly to me." I commanded as they dragged a screeching Mirmulnir away. Everyone was scurrying around to follow my orders in, for once in a long time, fear.
Vincent's P.O.V.
I sat, panting, in the Bee n' Barb, dripping wet from the rain.
"Dearie, do you need anything?" Keerava asked.
I threw a small pouch on the counter. "A room, please."
"Do you want any mead?" She asked, looking at me, with, what was it? Pity? I snorted softly at that.
"No, I don't drink that stuff, do you have any wine?" I asked. She gave me directions to the room that was mine for a while. I went up the stairs, sitting on the bed, pressing my back the wall, curling my legs into my chest, uncaring that I was wet.
She came up moments with a bottle of wine. "What's the matter?" She asked softly.
"It's none of your business!" I snarled, flashing my eyes at her.
"You look like you need to talk. I'll listen, and won't tell a single soul." She insisted, offering the bottle. I sighed and took the bottle.
"I found my lover with someone else." I admitted, uncorking the bottle and taking a swig.
"But aren't you with the dragons?" She asked suddenly. I looked at her, slightly startled. "Sorry, I saw you there, last month. And your eyes are a dead giveaway. Dragonborn?"
"I prefer Dovahkiin. Jynx is the Dragonborn." I murmured. "And yes, I'm with the dragons. Actually, with Alduin." She gasped, but her husband came in suddenly.
"The dragons just posted a notice. The want any information on someone named Vincent." He said. I groaned, letting my head fall back against the wall. He looked at me for a moment before leaving.
"I got to go." I said getting up. "Keep the money." I said, leaving the inn, back into the rain before she could say anything.
I went to the stables, throwing a large handful of gold coins into his hands before mounting the horse. I kicked it's sides, spurring it to go. I shivered as the rain re-soaked through my clothes. I didn't care though, I just wanted to get away.
About an hour later, I heard the flapping of wings. The storm had let up for a while, and now the dragons were able to roam freely. I spurred the horse faster, my heart aching.
The dragon caught up with me, sending a shout into the sky. I groaned. They were calling for Alduin. I heard another set of wings, bigger and darker. All the sudden a large black dragon dropped down in front of the horse, making it rear up and buck me off it's back. I fell towards the ground, landing, thankfully, on solid ground, not mud. I hit my head, though, and now there was a light haze around everything. A throbbing started as I sat up.
I heard a shout, but couldn't fully comprehend it. It sorta clicked when Alduin was suddenly there, though all I could see was his legs. I felt the pain re-enter my heart as if it had left and healed, and re-opening the wound.
"Vincent." He said softly, and kneeled down to grab my chin, forcing me to look at him. The white of his eyes were bloodshot, like he'd been crying…a lot. "Lokaal. Please. I didn't even realize that she was in the room. I was looking at you. She's been disowned. Please come back to me. I did nothing wrong. Please. You're mad over nothing." He pleaded softly. Wait, he wasn't with her? He didn't even notice her? I suddenly felt so foolish, so stupid. I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling also tired. I don't even remember when I decided to let my brain shut down.
I woke up, curled up on my side. I ached, feeling cold yet hot at the same time. I went to sit up, only to start coughing, killing my throat. When I finally stopped, I took deep breaths to calm my heartbeat down. I heard the door open, and footsteps come towards me. I looked up just as another coughing fit took me. It was Alduin, looking worried. In his hand was a steaming bowl of…something. He climbed the bed, barley managing to keep the bowl upright. He sighed and placed it on the bedside table, pulling my heaving body against his. I heard him growl when I pulled my head away for another fit. I rested my head on his arm, breathing through my mouth.
I shivered in his hold, his arms tightening and pulling me closer still to his chest.
He shifted and picked up the bowl. "Eat." He commanded gently. I pressed my lips to the edge of the wooden bowl, eagerly drinking the soup. It soothed my aching throat for at least a few moments. I looked at him before nuzzling his jaw.
I heard him sigh in relief, holding me even closer. "I'm sorry. She's gone, banished."
"I'm sorry, too. I was a fool." I whispered, my voice rough. He kissed my temple.
"Why did you believe so easily? That I would choose another over you?" He asked.
"Alduin, this is the longest conversation we've had since the Dov regained control. This is the longest I've seen you, in nearly four weeks." I managed before coughing harshly into the blanket. Alduin's eyes were wide, realizing what I said was true. Then his wings were around me, holding me close to his body as he peppered me with his lips. "Wait." I mumbled as his lips neared mine. While I was happy to be with him, I was sick. And I didn't want him getting sick.
"Lokaal, the soup had a healing potion mixed in. You're getting better. See? You haven't coughed in almost a full minute." He purred. That's what that feeling was, the cooling effect, it stopped the itch in my throat, and I was able to breath out of my nose again. My body stopped aching, too. As the cooling effect disappeared, Alduin was on top of me, lapping his tongue along my lips before dipping past them. He brought a hand up to cup my cheek as he kissed me properly. I gasped softly as he ground down. "If we've barley talked in three weeks, then we haven't done this either." He purred, grinding his hips down again. He kissed me again as he slid his hands down my body. I groaned, kissing him back. I missed this, his rough nature. My pants were suddenly gone, along with my shirt, and was biting my neck. I had my hands entangled in his hair as he entered me, him biting down hard enough to draw blood, instantly rocking against me.
Finally, after what felt like hours, we finally collapsed, him panting on top of me. I moaned softly as he pulled out, rolling off me, landing on his side, keeping me in his arms. He assaulted my neck as our bodies cooled, running his tongue over the shiny scar that rested there that marked me as his. I sighed and snugged into his chest, content for the time being.
admittedly, this was kinda hard to write, I lost inspiration, and i need help for Ideas -.(\ help