Chapter 2-
Ah, hello my friends! Yes, I know, I know, I haven't been active in years. But I've finally got some desire to type again. So, let's hope I can do this!
And here's something I forgot to do:
Disclaimer: I do not own Skyrim or anything else besides my OC Drake. If there are any similarities to anyone's stories it is purely coincidental.
That was when all hell broke loose.
Suddenly, a large, black DRAGON appeared from the sky. That captain asked, "Archers, what do you see?!" As if the bloody dragon was invisible! Then, it landed on the tower that was right beside me. Thankfully this caused the head-chopping guy to stumble before he could kill me. The dragon then... Shouted, causing me to roll off the chopping block.
For a moment, everything was blurry. I must've hit my head on something... I shook my head as I heard someone shout at me. I think he told me to follow. Then I could make sense of everything, getting up. I think the Nord in front of me was called Ralof. I sighed, following him.
After that, I met Ulfric Stormcloak. I honestly don't care, I just want to get out of here! A large crash was heard up in the tower, and I went up to see what it was. Imagine my surprise when I saw a large hole in the wall along with small flames! I looked out the hole, and saw a building that was on fire, but had no roof. I knew the only way out was... Jumping. Oh well.
With that, I jumped out the hole, and landed into the house. I was surprised I got minimal injuries. I quickly got out of the burning house, surprised to see that imperial who was taking names from before. He was shouting to a kid, and I saw the dragon coming in for a landing. My eyes widened, and I quickly did the bravest(And stupidest) thing I've ever done.
I ran out, grabbing the kid, and ran into cover with the Imperial, just as the dragon breathed fire. I coulda sworn I heard the dragon say something! Not important. I quickly put the kid down. "I appreciate your bravery, kid, but now isn't exactly the time to try and show it." The kid just nodded quickly, obviously scared. The Imperial walked over to me.
"Nice moves, Orc. Now, follow me if ya wanna live..!" He ran, and I shrugged, doing so. "Against the wall!" I didn't argue, as the dragon landed right above us, breathing fire on a poor soldier who didn't make it in time, burning to death. As soon as the dragon left, we ran again, until we came across the entrance to the Helgen keep... This place was called Helgen, right? Then that Ralof guy came over, and the two started arguing, and I caught the name Hadvar, which I guessed was the Imperial's name. Then they went to two entrances, each one telling me to follow them. They were making me choose between them.
I honestly didn't care for either of them, but I'd rather not team up with the guys who would have chopped my head off if the dragon hadn't shown up. So, without further ado, I went with the Stormcloak, running inside.
Aaaand that's it for the second chapter! I know it ain't long, but my muse isn't very big. You're lucky I even got this much out! Anyways, any review and constructive critisicm is welcome. R&R!