Disclaimer: I do not own anything having to do with The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion.
Written by Holly Mitchell (Zhar The Mad)
Co-written by Bruce Mitchell
Chapter 5: Race to Kvatch
"I need you to go to Kavotch and find a priest by the name of Martin. Bring him back here to me."
Reign woke up 'What a strange dream…' she pondered for a moment "Oh, that's right. That was real… Maybe I should take a break from the Dark Brotherhood."
"Now why would you want to do that?"
She shrieked, Lucien was right beside her. She covered herself with the blanket "What are you doing here?!"
He chuckled "Well, it is my bed."
Her cheeks flushed "But-"
Lucien interrupted "What were you saying about a break?"
"Huh?" she was bewildered for a moment "Ah, the late emperor asked me to find this man named Jauffre. Then he asked me to find someone named Martin. Jauffre said it was important. And Uriel said something about closing the gates of Oblivion… To be honest I'm not completely sure what Oblivion is…"
He quirked an eyebrow "Are you sure you're human?" he shook his head "Don't answer that. Well… Oblivion is a realm ruled by a Daedric Prince named Mehrunes Dagon. He is the infamous Prince of destruction. He has tried before to take over our world but failed-"
"If he has his own realm then why does he want to over this dump?" She was starry-eyed like a child during story time.
His eyebrow twitched "If you'd stop interrupting me, I'd tell you. May I continue?"
"Please." She pouted.
"He failed because Uriel Septim's ancestor, Tiber Septim, banished him from our lands. And saving countless lives."
"I thought you'd be cheering the bad guy on."
"Just because we are killers doesn't mean we're evil. Now, without FURTHER interruption; apparently, Mehrunes Dagon has surfaced once again to attempted to turn all of Tamriel into his utopia. Enslaving or killing all the living beings of this world."
Reign just sat staring blankly like she had just heard the most terrifying fairytale in her entire life. Only because it was really happening.
"I'm impressed; for once you didn't interrupt or argue my point."
Reign jumped up in a panic "I have to find this Martin person or the world will become a world of chaos and destruction and it will be all my fault!"
Lucien grabbed her by her shoulders "Calm down! Getting upset does not help this matter. You need be collected to complete this task."
"How can I be calm?! The very fate of Tamriel rests on my itsy-bitsy shoulders!" she gathered her things and climbed up the ladder to leave.
Lucien couldn't help but grin at her theatrics; he followed her out of Fort Farragut.
"I must leave now! They may have already crossed to this realm!"
"What did I say? Collected. Calm down. One step at a time, okay?"
"Right. Right. I need to go to Kvatch. But what do I do about my contracts?"
"Don't worry about that. I'll explain everything to the others. Not that they'll believe me that our fate rest in your hands alone. But I shall do my best to persuade them."
"Thank you, Lucien. I don't know what I would do without you." She gave him a peck on the cheek and left.
He leaned against the tree that led to the secret entrance, mumbling to himself "You'll do fine, child. You were born to be a hero."
It took Reign a good five days to get to Kvatch. She approached what appeared to be an encampment.
A frightened man ran to her "Run! The Daedra have come! They will kill us all!"
Reign ran up the path towards the gate, not believing what her eyes beheld; ominous red skies covered as far as her eyes could see. And fire, the entire city was set asunder. There was a massive barricade blocking her way, there were three guards fighting a hideous creature. She shot an arrow through it's throat, it fell to the ground twitching like a fish that had been pulled out of the water. Then the guards dismembered it.
"What has happened here?" she put her bow away.
"Obviously, our city has been overrun by Daedra. We evacuated everyone we could, but there are still people held up inside the chapel. The damn Oblivion Gate is blocking our way to them! I've already sent six of my best men in that infernal thing… The gate has not closed, nor have any of my men come back." the first man told her, he appeared to be the captain.
"Then I'm here at your service, sir. I will close the gate and bring back your men." She reassured him.
"But you are just one woman. I just said I sent six men in there!"
One of the other men spoke up "But, captain, she did kill that creature with one hit. We couldn't even get close to it!"
The captain growled at his soldier, but his facial appearance softened "Okay, girl, go ahead."
"Do you have any spare swords I can use? All I am carrying is my bow and a dagger; it would be helpful to have something a little more close-range."
The captain retrieved a silver long sword and handed it to her "Treat it with respect; it belonged to one of my soldiers."
She curtly expressed gratitude for the weapon she'd received. She ventured into the Oblivion Gate, knowing that she might not come back.