Hello everybody and happy New Year! Thank you for all of your reviews. Speaking of reviews, I must tell something to some people and yes I will say your name. I will not insult you or anything, I just don't really understand.

So to Lord Sigfry : Was the *hashtagMocking* supposed to be a joke? And about my "engrish" as you put it, effectively I reread and saw some mistakes that I didn't see the first time. You need to know that English is not my first language and that I'm basically self-taught. But I appreciate nonetheless your review that opened my eyes about my "engrish". So I will try to be more careful when I write. Thank you. Also why do female MCs disturb you?

To Guest: Basically the same than to Sigfry. However yours was kind of a little insulting. As I said before, I reread and even if they are mistakes, it's readable to me and other people, so I don't see why you said it's barely readable. But I thank you for your review and try to be better.

So whitout any further adue, here's chapter 4

I do not own Mass Effect or the Elder Scrolls; they belong to Bioware and Bethesda.

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It was night when the ship where Serana was, touched down on the asari colony, Hylia. What greeted the vampire when she exited the ship was a wild world. It was a tropical forest. She could see some settlements in the distance; it was still a colony in its early state. She could see all of this thanks to being a vampire; her night vision was perfect. But she couldn't admire the landscape forever; she had a job to do. She put on her helmet. It was simple in design; the shape in general was round and look like one of the ancient dragon priest mask, only much simpler. They weren't any sort of hood on the top of the head and back of the neck, only metal plates. It had two circles at the place where the eyes must have been. Looking at the "face" of the helmet was like looking at an expressionless mask with unblinking eyes. The helmet was, like the rest of the armor, a mix of deadra and glass alloys. But this time the glass part the alloy was in majority and the deadra part in minority. The goal of such a mix was to conserve lightness and flexibility as much as possible and to have some strength and durability as well. So in all, the armor that Serana was wearing could take a beating, however not for long or from heavy artillery. This armor was more for scouting or stealth mission.

She made sure than no one was around and disappeared from sight and started to follow the map she received from the datapad. On the way towards her objective, she saw some of the alien fauna and flora of the planet. Of course the animals didn't even notice her. After thirty minutes of walking through the dense forest, she arrived in front of a natural cave. She made sure that it was the place she was looking for. After looking at the datapad, she put it away and, again, disappeared from sight before she entered the cave.

It was very dark in there but of course it didn't bother her, thanks again to being a vampire. She walked inside the cave for about ten minutes before she came across a dead end. She knew it didn't stop there and so started to search for a hidden button or a hidden lever. After some minutes of vain searching, she finally found something inside a little hole and pulled the lever. Cracking noise mixed with metalling ones was heard just beside her. A part of the wall just slide on the side and an opening appeared.

However before she could do anything, she heard some voices coming for this opening. By chance, the noise made by the "door" didn't attract the owners of these voices. Serana sneaked inside the new entrance, again invisible, and walked without making any noise towards those voices. Arriving at the entrance, she peaked inside it and saw two asari , on in strange robes and the other in armor. They were discussing:

"I hope that the group that was sent ahead will soon arrive with something, because the lord's patience becomes the more and more thin." Said one

"Yeah I hope so. You remember what happened to the last group that displeased the lord?" Asked the one wearing armor. At that, the other asari said nothing; she only shuddered at the thought. The empire specter waited until they both walked away. When she was sure that they were not facing each other, Serana sneaked behind the one she supposed was the mage and with swiftness and in silence, cut her throat. She made sure to have her hand in front of the mouth to suppress any possible sound and when she was sure that the asari was dead, she gently lowered the body to the floor. She turned around to see that the one wearing armor was sitting on a chair, with her back to her. Serana started to walk very slowly towards the asari. Suddenly she walked on something that crunched under her foot when she was just behind her future victims. The asari heard that and quickly looked behind with her pistol at the ready. Cursing under her breath, Serana quickly disarmed her by stabbing her in the arm and before a shout of pain could escape her mouth, the vampire quickly covered her mouth with her hand and stabbed the cultist between the eyes. The hand that was charged with biotic energy fell lifelessly.

She was very lucky and she knew it. Just one mistake and her whole mission could be a total disaster. After she hided the bodies, she looked around the room in hope to find some evidences or informations about this place and the reasons why a deadric cult was here. The room had some rudimental metallic furniture and on one of the table that was present, she found a datapad that could potentially hold some valuables information. After searching through the different files that the datapad contained, she found a journal. Hoping to find some information in it, she started to read it. She was in the middle of a paragraph when she found a name that she knew a little too well. This name was: "Lord Hermaeus Mora". Seeing that name, Serana read through the end and reread the journal again.

What could possibly interest Mora on this little planet? Was what she thought. There was only on way to discover what could catch the curiosity of the Deadric prince of knowledge, it was to continue exploring the place. She got up from the chair she was sitting on and put the datapad back at its place after she downloaded the journal into her omni-tool. She turned around and started walking quietly deeper inside the cave. At an intersection she saw another asari, this time wearing a full armor. How was she able to know that it was indeed an asari and not a woman, was because of the smell the figure gave. And so, like the other, she sneaked behind the asari and stabbed her in the section of the neck, where the armor was weaker. But she was only able to do that thanks to her enchanted dagger in dragon bones, a gift from her old friend Rola. It was a rarity. Since the end of the dragon crisis, objects made of dragon bones and scales became illegal. And for one and unique reason: it would obviously create problems with the dovah. They were one of the rarest objects in the galaxy and one of the options to have possession of these objects were the black market and even you with that you would have very few chance to find one, or the second option was to have a friend in the very top of the imperial society.

After she made sure than the asari was dead, she looked at the options that were in front of her: She could go left, right or straight. She didn't know what path to choose so she used one of the tricks she learned from her friend and whispered:

"Laas Yah Nir." When those words left her lips, her vision started to change and she could see quantities of red mists, or life forces. She counted two on the left, three straight and the five in the right. So, thinking than she would find what the worshipper of Mora was searching. She decided to go to the right. But before she did that, she went to the left to take care of the rest of the cult. She walked for a little moment and arrived on another room, this time it seemed to be where the asari where taking their meals. In the room were two asari, one was currently eating and the other was praying. She quietly dispatched them, one with her dagger and the other with her ethereal bow. The ethereal bow one was of the major advantage for a stealth mission: It didn't leave any traces.

After she took care of the two, she left the room and went back to the intersection and this time decided to go where the three red cultists were to take care of them. It went easy and smoothly like before. And so she finally went where the agglomeration of red mist was. Of course, before she even put a foot, she became invisible for the naked eye. After walking for a few minutes, she noticed something. The walls and the floor changed, they were no more in stone but in metal. She started to get suspicious about the place. She already had seen something that looked like that before: a prothean ruin. She put those thoughts asides and continue her journey, she had a mission to finish. She continued to explore the pace when she finally found the group of cultist. As she counted before, they were five of them. Each of them was wearing armor and was holding a gun. Serana stayed in the shadows and spied on them. One of them was kneeling in front of a terminal, trying to gain access to it to open the door where they were all in front.

"Will you finish already?!" Asked one of them, out of patience.

"Well if you are so impatient why don't you try and see if you can do better than me?" Snapped back the one who was working on the terminal. At that, she didn't respond. The asari went back to her work. This caught the curiosity of Serana.

So what lay behind this door is possibly what they are after. And by the look of it, I would say this is a safe, a very big one, and they try to enter it. She thought to herself. After an hour of watching, the group decided to take a pause and try later. They went back to the small camp they build not too far from the safe and took a pause. Serana, still being hidden in the shadows, waited that they were all in the camp before stepping in front of the terminal to see what the progress to open the safe were. She was not expert in hacking but she still could tell that they were not far from opening it. She quickly and quietly went back to the safety of the shadows and waited until the group of asari went back to the terminal. She waited for a few hours before they went back. When she was sure that all of them were there, she started to move quietly and taking them down. One by one, they fell to her dagger without making any noise and the only one that remained alive was the one who was working on the terminal. She was so concentrated in her task that she didn't even notice the lack of discussion. Until of course she said:

"I think I got it." She said. Hearing no response she turned around just to stop when she saw a female figure, from head to toe wearing black armor, pointing a gun at her head. Her eyes widened when she saw behind the figure the corpses of her comrades, bathing in their own blood.

"You are going to tell what you exactly are doing her and I might let you live." Serana told to the kneeling asari. She was shaking but answered.

"I don't know, but Lord Mora insisted that we search this place, only saying that "Something that interest me, something that I want, is in this place. You must find it." She answered truthfully.

"Well, too bad for you." Serana said before she pulled the trigger. A loud bang was heard while the body of the asari fell to the ground. Sera attached her gun to her waist and walk to the terminal. She activated it. The gigantic door started to move and made a lot of noises, as if they were a lot of mechanisms. And finally, after two minutes, the door finally moved to the side to reveal something that Serana wasn't prepared at all to see in such a place.

"No… it's… impossible." She said in complete disbelief. She knew exactly what that was. She even had one in her possession for a short period of time.

In the center of the safe room, lying on top of a complex machine was an elder scroll. That was unprecedented. At first she didn't know what to do; she was in such a shock that she was frozen in place. After some time, she regained control of her body and bring out her omni-tool. And, for the first time since she became the first imperial specter, she composed the code that she thought she never will and sent a beacon.

Meanwhile, on Secunda.

Everything today was in the routine that Qa'Baadargo had been living since he started working in the general quarter of the imperial army. He woke up this morning, took a shower, dressed himself in his uniform, took a cup of tea with him and walked towards his office and sat on his chair. After he took some sips from his cup, he would take care of the different important information that would arrive, if they arrived. Yes, his job involved a lot of doing nothing and even if in the start he was 100% into it, he quickly became bored out of his mind and he will often bring with him something to read. And that's what he was currently doing, reading. He was reading an old story called Inigo the brave. He was going to start the next paragraph when he heard something, a beeping with golden light that were projected in intervals. He slowly brought down the datapad from his face and looked at the light in disbelief before he dropped his cup on the floor before he quickly started typing furiously on the board before he dashed out his office at top speed. On his way he ran into people and quickly pushed them aside whiteout giving them an apology. Arriving at the lift, he punched the code that lead towards the office of the great general. Of course, after he typed the code, the lift went full speed and Qa'Baadargo didn't have to wait that he was already at destination. The door had just begun to open that the male Khajiit was already out. He ran again and stopped, out of breath, in front of Helvius, great general of the imperial army. He was in his late fifties had brown eyes and short salt and pepper hair. Before the imperial could say anything, Qa'Baadargo said between breaths:

"Just this instant… received a beacon… golden code activated… Hylia…." He managed to say. Hearing this, the eyes of the great general widened in shock.

"From who?" He asked quickly.

"… Agent Serana…" the Khajiit answered bent over, gripping his knees while he still tried to catch his breath. Helvius just needed to hear it once and start typing on his board before he contacted the general of the first fleet. Quickly after he stopped typing, his call was answered by a Redguard woman in her late thirties. She was Branwen, general of the first fleet. She had short brown dreadlocks and hazel eyes. She had two nasty scars that both started at each side of the mouth that ended just before the ears. These scars gave her nickname "bloody smile". When she saw Helvius, she quickly saluted. He saluted her back before he went directly to the point.

"General Branwen, I contacted you because we are facing a crisis. We just received a golden code from our specter Serana from the planet Hylia." The eyes of the Redguard woman widened.

"How is it possible?" She asked.

"I don't know. But that's not what is important. You and your fleet are the closest to the planet and I want this planet in quarantine ASAP. I don't care what the inhabitants will think. You will do as I told you and I will take care of the political mess that will surely ensue. "He told her.

"Yes sir." She saluted before ending the communication. The great general was sure that the result of such an action was going to give him a headache.

Meanwhile, on board Of Savos's soul, in front of the relay number 314

"What do you mean the relay isn't working?" Rola asked the captain of the ship. She had never heard that before.

"I don't know grandmaster. The scientific team is trying all they can but the relay doesn't respond. The primarch ship is trying to help but they are also getting no results. We even tried to open it like it was a dormant relay." The Altmer captain said to Rola. The grandmaster gripped the bridge of her nose in frustration. She had a little idea of who was responsible.

"I will go to my room." She crudely said before leaving the bridge. She took the lift and went inside her room but before she entered it, she told her bodyguards that no one should bother her. Only the most important reason someone could enter. Her silent escort both saluted before taking place on both side of the door, guarding it. When Rola was inside her room, she activated the sound proof system, making sure that no sound would escape the room. She hit the floor with the end of her staff before shouting at the top her lungs:

"SHEOGORATH!" At the instant the name left her mouth, she felt the familiar sensation of being pulled into a sort of void and when she opened her eyes, she was met by the sight of a man with grey hair, wearing a cloth where one side was purple and the other side was red. He was sitting at a stone table where all sort of food, particularly cheese, were on it. He looked up from the cheese he was currently eating and when he saw Rola, he opened his arms wide, throwing the cheese in the process, before he shouted her name:

"ROLA! Oh it's so good to see you my friend!" He shouted in "joy". This emotion was not shared by the grandmaster. She didn't say anything and just walked towards the deadric prince of madness with the help of her staff.

"Sheogorath, why did you do that?" She asked. It came out more like a snarl.

"Did what'" He asked, clearly feigning innocence. At this, Rola hit the floor with the end of her staff, creating a small shockwave of magic energy that made all of the stone chairs and the food flying away. Of course this didn't affect Sheogorath. He just looked at her.

"Don't play fool with me. I know it was you, your laugh gave you away." She stated. He just smiled at that before he started talking.

"Well of course it was me. You see my lass, I was trying doing the fishstick but I couldn't concentrate. So I, of course, started to watch my favorite little mortal and saw that she was very stressed and had an important business to take care of so I, the helpful prince of madness, decided to give her some rest and gave her a period of vacation. Yes I know you are grateful and you are welcome." He told her with a little bow at the end. However, the look that Rola gave him clearly showed that she didn't buy it for a second. After a little silence the grandmaster of the arcane finally broke it and said to the prince of madness:

"You want something in return if you help me reactivate the relay, don't you?" She asked him. His reaction to the question was an exaggerated reaction of surprise.

"Oh, how did you guess? Well there is something I want. So in exchange for the relay I want my Wabbajack back. I know that you have it. I don't know how you managed to hide it from me but I want it back. " Hearing that, Rola groaned in frustration but she knew there wasn't any other way to it. And she didn't have any time to waste so she pulled her hand to a handshake.

"Deal." She simply said. Sheogorath smiled and shook her hand. After the handshake, Rola searched inside her bag and produced the Wabbajack and gave it to Sheogorath.

"Wonderful! Well now that I have my property back I think that you can dispose." He said before he snapped his finger, sending Rola back to her realm.

When she opened her eyes, she was met by the metallic ceiling of her room. She was currently lying on the floor. She had some difficulties to get up due to her old age. After she finally got up from the floor, she walked to her door, wanted to unlocked it but it was already opened, and stepped out. When she started walking, she crossed path with one member of the crew, a bosmer. When he saw her, his eyes widened in shock before he started babbling nonsense. When he got out of his shock, he opened his omni-tool to contact the captain.

"Captain, she's here."

"What?! Bring her to the helm now." Was the reply. The bosmer closed his omni-tool and made sign to Rola to follow him. She complied. On the way to the helm, all of the personal that saw her were astonished and stopped what they were currently doing. She found this really strange and it somewhat worried her a bit. The short trip with the lift and in the corridors that lead to the helm was in silence, both were in their thought. Finally, Rola accompanied by the bosmer arrived. When the door opened, the grandmaster was met with the sight of a seemingly distressed and angry captain. However when the Altmer captain saw her, all of it disappeared and was replaced by relief.

"Grandmaster! Where were you? Could you please explain where you were?" The captain quickly asked.

"Slow down captain. Before I answered your question, care to explain why everybody is in this state?" She asked curiously. She was only absent a few minutes, unless…

"You have been missing for three whole months. I threw the alert on all of the station of the empire and they sent the second and third fleet to search for you. " Said the captain. That was what she feared. She knew that when you came back from the realm of a deadric prince, particularly Sheogorath's, you may have a different in time between the time you spent in the realm and the time that flew in the realm you came from. And since she was in the realm of the prince of madness, this was completely random. You could have been gone for just a second to years. She quickly came back to reality.

"I'm here. I know you have questions but I cannot answer them now, we have a crisis at hand that we have to resolve right now. Is the asari diplomat on board and the ship of the turian primarch nearby?" She asked the captain.

"Yes the asari diplomat is still on board but the relay is…" The captain was quickly cut off by one of the crew member on the communications.

"Captain, we just received a message from the primarch. They were at the Relay 314 when it suddenly activated itself." The crew member said. At that, the captains looked shocked and quickly send a look at Rola, suspecting that she had something to do with it. She quickly ordered the pilot to send them there ASAP.

This time, nothing will block their path. Rola just hoped that it will not be too late after three months.

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And done. I know it's a little shorter than last chapter. So what did you think? Please leave a review to state your opinion, thank you.

In hope that you like this story,

Littleswiss.