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 11: The Birth of a Heroine

This is Reign's forgotten memory.

((The 23rd of Morning Star))

"Welcome home, darling." the Breton woman grinned warmly, lying in their bed.

"I'm so sorry I'm late, Reivon-" he leaned over her.

"Shush, you've always had perfect timing. And stop telling me you're sorry," she affectionately kissed his forehead "You're an explorer. That's what you do. I wouldn't have married you if I minded."

The Dark Elf man scoped the room "Where is he?"

"She is being cleaned up by the midwife." Reivon giggled.

"Here she is." a High Elf woman entered the room. In her arms, she held a new born child. The woman surrendered the child to her father.

"She's beautiful!" he said gleefully to his wife, sitting beside her.

"She has your eyes, Ranon." she commented.

The High Elf woman smiled at them "I must go now. Let me know if you need anything."

"I named her Reign." she said.

He kissed her "That's a perfect name for her. She will become something great when she grows up."

"How do you know that?" she smiled.

"Because she is the daughter of the great explorer; Ranon Valentas III." He joked.

"Oh, really? You couldn't find your shoes even if they were on your feet."

"Ouch. What about that amulet I found for you?"

"You mean the Obsidian Sorrow? Oh, well okay then, you can only find your shoes if they're in plain sight. Better?"

"I'll find ruins with unimaginable amounts of fortunes. And we can finally move to Cyrodill."

"Love, I've already told you; 'it doesn't matter to me where we are. As long as I have you, I'm happy.' All that's changed is that now all I need is you and our daughter." she laid her head on his shoulder.

"You don't mind living here?"

"Vvardenfel is your home. Now it is ours."

((Five years old))

"Reign, Reign darling, time for dinner!" Reivon called.

"Alright, mother. I'll be inside soon!" the child replied. She was lying in the garden, even though she knew her mother didn't like it when she ruined her flowers.

"Reign!" she heard her father calling her, she crouched out of sight. Moving quietly under the cover of the bushes and mossy trees. Ranon scratched his head "I know I just heard her a minute ago…" he said aloud.

Then she pounced on him "Got you!"

Ranon jumped "Goodness, child. You frightened me."

"Did I really?" she devilishly smiled.

"Yes. Where were you hiding?"

She shamefully pointed to the area with a few destroyed flowers.

"Reign, your mother would be upset if she saw you messing up her flowers again." Ranon scalded.

"But I was playing with the butterflies. They don't come close to the paths." she pouted.

He picked her up, he couldn't play a stern face when she pouted like that "Lets go inside."

They walked down the winding paths back to the cottage.

"How many did she ruin this time?" Reivon asked her husband.

"Just a few." he snitched.

"Reign, how many times do I have to tell you that there is no treasure in the garden and you shouldn't be digging in them."

"I wasn't, I was just playing." she sat down at the table, armed with a knife and fork.

"You know, Reign, your father's leaving tomorrow."

"Where to this time?" her mouth was full.

"Soelstheim."

"Jeez, isn't that far away?" she pouted.

"A little. I'll be home before you know it." he smiled.

"Promise?" she rubbed her eye.

"I promise." he picked her up "Looks like someone is ready for bed." Ranon picked her up.

She yawned "A little. Father, will you read me Fall of the Snow Prince again?" she dangled from his neck.

"Don't you want to hear a different story? I've read that one to you a thousand times already."

"But I like it! Please, please, please!" she begged.

He playfully scrunched his nose "Fine."

((Ten years old, 23rd of Morning Star))

"Happy birthday, Reign!" Reivon rested her head against Ranon's shoulder "Its so hard to believe that a decade has gone by already."

He smiled "Indeed," he kissed her forehead "Oh, Reign;" he searched through a drawer for a moment "I made this for you." he handed her a hand-sculpted bow "Since you want to follow in my footsteps, I thought it would be a good idea. After lunch we shall go catch dinner like the average father and daughter." he struck a silly heroic pose the chair next to him.

Reign kicked the chair out from under his foot, causing him to fall flat on his behind. She giggled "You're funny, father!"

He rubbed his backside "Anything to see you smile, dear."

((Fifteen years old))

"Reivon, Reign, we have to leave now!" Ranon burst through the door, panicking.

His wife ran in to see what all the commotion was about "What are you talking about?"

He scrounged up as many weapons and supplies as he could "Daedra, we must go now!"

The girl looked back and forth between her parents "What is Daedra, mother?"

Reivon wrapped her arms protectively around her child "Please, sweetheart, we need to go. Everything will be okay."

Reign still didn't understand. Her mother gave her such a distraught answer; if you could call it that. She knew it was because her mother and father were scared. She'd never seen them so shaken.

Once outside, they gasped in horror at the chaos that has befallen their lives. Everything that they worked so hard for was now going up in flames. But alas, they would never allow their precious daughter to be taken from them.

They were charged by two dremora and a daedroth. Her parents struggled to fight them off. More were on their way. Reivon turned to Reign.

"You have to run." She gave her as many supplies as she'd be able to carry on her own.

Reign shook her head "I won't leave without you!"

Her father tied the quiver he made for her around her "Don't worry, dear, you'll be fine.

Reivon tied her Obsidian Sorrow around Reign's neck "This can show you living energy around you. It takes a lot of concentration to use, so only use it when you need it."

"No -"she started crying.

"Everything will be alright. Go to Cyrodill, we will meet you there." her parents hugged her. "We love you." They told her. She stood and watched as they ran to their foe.

Reign took cover behind a tree. She didn't want to run away. She wanted to stay with them. The Daedra kept coming, there had to be at least twenty of them. Her parents dropped their weapons.

'No!'

They embraced each other. And kissed one last time as the Daedra swarmed them. Reign turned her head as they stabbed and dismembered her parents. She fell to her knees, sobbing. Before long, she could hear Daedra footsteps growing louder. She forced herself to her feet and ran as fast as she could towards the west.

'What am I supposed to do now? What do I do once I get to Cyrodill?'

It took her several years to cross into Cyrodill. She had no reason to get there so quickly, so she stopped around where ever she could.

She was swarmed by bandits east of Cheydinhal. She managed to kill two of them before the others knocked her out. While they took all her valuables, a Nord woman passed by. They killed her to eliminate the chance of her notifying the guards of their where a bouts. They placed a dagger in Reign's hand. Making it look like she had committed the crime and attempted to steal the woman's horse.