Hey everybody, next chapter up! Wow that was fast aye? I made Chapter 2 tonight, and I'm starting chapter 3… They're actually quite easy to write, taking only about half an hour at a time… But once again, thanks to all the people who reviewed! It's great to hear what you think! And please, since this story is quite new, I really only have three characters and I need more! If you have ideas, give them to me! (If you want to of course)… SO PLEASE REVIEW when you read this story so that I can see how many people are reading it and if I should keep on going… Thankyou to my fans out there! I promise to have a bit more action from now on! Like Jolin going back to Ebonheart and having a fight! Enjoy!

I opened the cave door slightly with great caution and peeped out the crack. No one was anywhere in sight. I opened the door a bit further, still no one. I was then sure that there was no one that could see us, and opened the door completely before quickly ushering Vanhil and Maddy outside.

It was early morning and we had decided to chuck out the bottles of skooma at this time. Just to make the chances of anyone sighting us less. Vanhil and Maddy carried the box out of the cave. After I had locked the door securely I took Maddy's place in carrying the chest and Vanhil and I hauled it over to the edge of the cliff.

'Your ready?' I asked Vanhil.

'Just give me a moment.' Vanhil replied. 'This is all the fresh air that we're going to get for a while. I want to savour it.'

The wind brushed against his long hair. He looked extremely tired and irritable. Obviously, they were really smashed last night. But I was getting impatient. I pushed the chest over the cliff with my foot and it tumbled down the side. Nearing the bottom it burst open, revealing millions of bits of smashed pottery.

'Oops.' I said with a smirk. 'I accidentally pushed it off.'

Vanhil glared at me before we joined Maddy in heading back to the cave.

Now you may be wondering, why in hell I'm so fine about getting rid of the Skooma. But stop making comments; I'm trying to concentrate and get on with the story.

'Whew,' I said as we walked back in the cave. 'Compared to out there this place sure is stuffy.' I grinned at Vanhil again but he ignored me and walked off.

'Just give it a rest won't you Jolin?' Maddy croaked out from between her cracked lips.

Vanhil hurried over to a bedroll and lay back down, rapidly followed by Maddy, after a quick glass of water.

'I'm just gonna go for a swim.' I called over to them. They both gave a groan in reply.

Whether it was because, of how tired they were, or how bad their headaches were, or if it was because of how uncomfortable the bedrolls were, I couldn't tell.

I wandered over to the waterhole. It was unnaturally blue and cold. But that's what you'd expect one in a cave.

Stripped of all my clothes, I put one foot in the water. If you wanted a description of the lake in one word, I would have it. Freezing. But my eagerness of what I wanted in that lake made me keep on going. I put my other foot in, then trying to wipe the thought of how cold the water was, and elegantly dived in.

Brain freeze alert. Without coming up to the surface, I kept on swimming down, down, down, until I finally reached the bottom and where a strange part of the wall jutted out sideways. Running out of breath, I quickly grabbed hold of a small rock from the wall that resembled a doorknob, and pulled. An arch shaped door suddenly came into view as I pulled it open. I swam through the archway, and quickly rocketed up to the surface. I gasped for breathe and looked around at my surroundings. Just above the water, there was a small platform that held three jugs, two large bottles and a few different sized mugs, still leaving a large enough place for a fully grown man to sit on it.. I smiled greedily at them.

That last night, I had had five more bottles of Skooma, but realised that I could have no more afterwards. And the pain of the addiction would tear me apart. So trying to clear my mind I went for a swim. I was going insane. The skooma even attempted to make me want to drown myself. I had swam down to the bottom, thinking that by the time I would have reached the top, I would have ran out of breathe and be dead. But it was then that I noticed the rock jutting out of the wall and the strange doorknob. I don't really have to tell you the rest do I?

So there it was, all the remaining skooma, within the grasp of my hands. I quickly swam over to the platform and climbed up onto it. Sitting on the edge of it with my legs dangling down, I quickly picked up one of the mugs and sculled it down in about thirty seconds. I could feel my muscles tighten and become stronger, but my mind also became a lot fuzzier. God I loved skooma. I now knew why the Khajiits were always talking about it. Sweet, sweet Skooma. The giver of life, but the gate opener of Hell.

It was as I was walking back from the lake, drying myself that I saw Maddy sitting at the table, gulfing down all the leftovers from last night, not at all caring about being polite how she ate.

'We - have to - go back - to - Ebonheart.' She said between mouthfuls of Scuttle, not turning from her meal as if I had been there the whole time.

'What?' I cried out in shock.

'Not to stay!' she answered back, finally looking at me. 'It's just, we left all our belongings there. Our clothes, our weapons, our armour, well – everything.'

'You're right.' I replied, the thought finally dawning on me. 'Where's Vanhil?'

'He went in the other room to sleep. Said the drips from the ceiling into the lake was too irritating.'

'Still asleep huh?' I repeated in thought. 'Then I may aswell go by myself. It'll be easier.'

'What?' Maddy cried out. 'No Jolin! You don't have to go by yourself! I'll come! Just a moment.'

'Wait a minute Maddy.' I said. 'You probably wouldn't even be able to stand the sound of two swords clashing. I think you should stay. And remember, who is it that has been in and progressing in the Morag Tong for the past couple of years?'

'You're probably right.' Maddy yawned. 'Just promise me that you'll keep safe.'

'I promise.'

She gave me a quick kiss goodbye before I set out into the fresh air of the morning.

I tied the three horses onto a post just outside of Ebonheart. It didn't even matter if I was in the Morag Tong. This isn't a mission that an assassin would take. Unless you could somehow climb along the walls, only a brave warrior could do it. Or a really stupid person. I don't know which one I was at the moment, but it was too late to make any changes, I was already walking along a bridge to the Imperial Dragon Statue. Walking out into the middle of the crowded square, I threw my arms out wide and cried out,

'Guards! Wake up call!'

A horn suddenly blew and about ten different guards started rushing at me from all different directions. I grinned to myself. Why the hell did I suddenly let everyone know that I'm here? I'm not armed, I have no armour, what was I thinking?

But I had one advantage. The guards helmets, they had no cover over the face.

Using the same technique as I had the day before, I chose my target and at the last moment stepped to the side of an oncoming guard, who had planned to just plain arrest me. Just before he ran right past me I threw out my arm and hooked him round the neck so that he flipped over onto his back. Seeing this attack, all the other guards drew their weapons. Knowing that death was near, I grinned thickly to myself again.

First guard: Nose crushed.

Second: Jaw cracked.

Third: Own claymore stabbed into him.

Fourth and so on: Thinking twice about attacking me.

Taking this moment of thought as an advantage, I ran past the Dragon Statue to a bridge leading to the Six Plates, my target. I could hear and see arrows flying past me, skidding along the ground before finally coming to a halt.

Through the Six Plates I went, smashing past the people upstairs to the rented rooms.

After I found the room where all our bags and belongings were, I quickly shut the door and locked it.

I rapidly rushed on my armour and weapons (all bonemold armour, but my own two custom made silver katana).

With all the bags packed and strapped onto me, I rushed through Ebonheart to the horses, where I stuffed them on the grey and pinto, leaving me the bay to ride. But the guards had caught up to me, and were crowding around me into a circle. Realising the deadliness of the battle that was about to take place, I pulled out my two katana, one in each hand.

A guard lunged forward at me but I blocked him easily and jerked my katana through his sword until it was cloven in two. He stared at me in shock and I kicked out at him, not really wanting to kill anyone. But at the same moment I was stabbed in the back by a week steel sword. My armour easily held against it. As I turned around to face my attacker, my dragged my right foot along the ground, tripping up two guards as I went. Now really pissed off, I pulled my katana up to face the pathetic man, and drove it through the gap in his helm. His scream was short. At the same time as jerking out the katana, I managed to use a combine of moves. My elbow met a guards head, my second katana, a guards throat. I threw my right arm around wildly, hitting quite a few helms. These guards were useless. They couldn't even dream of hurting me. I kicked out again at a few guards but all of a sudden one grabbed my foot and twisted it, trying to break it. I like to think of everything as an opportunity, and this was definitely one. I moved my right leg (the one the guard was holding onto) up to his shoulder. Then with my left leg I round hooked it up onto his head, cracking it at once. Both he and I fell to the ground. But it was I who stood up again. Once again I prove my point, useless. I turned around and stabbed both katana into a guards stomach, just beneath his currais, and twisted them, butchering his intestines. As he fell I yanked them out and threw my arms out wide, decapitating the last two standing guards.

And people said I was crap at fighting?

Hopping onto the bay horse, I lead the other two back to Maddy and Vanhil in the cave.