Author's Note: Hey! Thanks to Candywolf33 for the suggestion, feel kind of like an idiot for not putting in paragraphs. I have a lot of vacation time now, so plenty of time if you've got stuff for me. Will try to make as many chapters as I can. Hope you enjoy! P.S. Something I forgot to say beforehand, I don't own Skyrim
Escaping through the Heat
Dark red storm clouds seemed to form around the roaring dragon as it let out huge blazing jets of fire breath. I was knocked over by one of the waves of wind the colossal wings were beating. "Someone kill that thing!" Tulius screamed as he ran for cover like a little girl. The blonde Stormcloak I rode with stumbled over to me "Come on, get up!" He shouted over the din of the chaos. He grabbed a knife of the ground and cut me loose. As I rubbed my wrists, he grabbed me and shouted, "The gods won't give us another chance! This way!" He ran towards one of the barely standing towers where Ulfric and other captives were urging us forward. I looked behind and saw the dragon circling above, raining hell down on all of us. I dove through the door as another blast of fire came my way.
The blonde slammed the door shut. "Jarl Ulfric! What is that thing?! Could the legends be true?" Ulfric looked at the both of us. "Legends don't burn down villages, Ralof." ROOAAARRRR! "We need to get moving NOW!" Ulfic shouted. "Up the tower!" Cried Ralof. I ran up stairs as fast as I could. I was almost halfway up when the wall in front of me burst open. I came to a screeching halt and jumped backwards when I saw the head of the fucking dragon peering through. He roared, fire bursting through, destroying everything in its path. When the fire subsided the dragon's head was gone, only the hole in the wall remained. Unfortunately the damage done blocked the way up the tower. Great, I thought, can't catch a break. As I peered outside to the village's destruction, Ralof came up behind me. He looked outside and pointed. "To the inn! See you on the other side!" He jumped to the house below us, through the burned and broken roof onto the top floor. He turned to me and signaled to follow while he kept running. I took one look and thought, Yeah right like that's gonna happ-. I suddenly saw the dragon circling around again. On second thought.
I took a few steps back and jumped forward, following Ralof. We ran through the chaos. People screaming. Soldiers trying in vain to kill the dragon. We came to an alley. "Against the wall!" The dragon landed on that very wall, he didn't seem to notice us. "AL… SHOL… TOOR!" I looked up to see the dragon breathing fire again. Did he say that? Did this dragon fucking talk?! When the dragon left we kept moving towards the inn. As we headed towards an entrance I saw soldiers headed towards a different one. Hope they don't decide to kill us in there, I thought. We ran inside and shut the door.
As I was catching my breath, I saw Ralof looking at a dead Stormcloak sadly. "Looks like we're the only ones who made it in here." He said. I nodded. "Did Ulfric make it out?" I asked. he shrugged. "Probably. We've been in tough situations before." "Not like this I bet." "No…" He agreed. "Not like this at all." He turned to me. "Just like in the children stories. That was a dragon! One of the harbingers of End Times." He motioned to the dead Stormcloak. "We need to get moving, and he won't be needing his things. Take his armor and weapons." Wow, just like that? This guy was his friend, and he just wants me to leave him almost naked? Seems kind of harsh, but desperate times and all that. I started taking his dark armor off and put it on as quickly as I could. Then I grabbed his short axe and gave it a few practice swings. Not my ideal weapon, but beggars can't be choosers. Ralof tried one of the gates in the small room we were in. Locked as he went to the other one he said, "I'm Ralof, if you didn't hear before. You said your name was Will?" I nodded. He tried the other gate. "No use it can't be opened from…" He stopped short. "Imperialists! Will, hide!" As we crouched on either side, I heard voices opening the gate. In stepped a soldier and the bitch who ordered my death. Time for some payback.
We took the soldiers by surprise and killed them. I took their key and reopened the gate. We ran through the halls, looting the nearby rooms for supplies when we found stairs leading downward. To our horror we found a torture chamber where there were more soldiers waiting for us. We cut our way through, fighting to the caves. After a few more soldiers, giant spiders, and a bear, we finally found the way out. Breathing fresh air again, the joy of escape was soon crushed by fear when I saw the dragon flying above us. "Shite," I cursed, "get down!" The dragon didn't seem to notice us, and flew away. We were alive, but questions went through my mind. Dragons had been gone for centuries, so how was this one still alive? "We'd better get out of here before any Imperials come to lock us up again. My sister, Gurda lives in a village up the road. She'll take us in for now. After that it's best we split up." I nodded, and we went forward while keeping a wary watch to the skies.
Author's Note: I know everything that I wrote isn't 100% but I wanted to make it more believable and short, seeing as putting the whole escape would've taken like three pages. I also chose to go with Ralof rather than the guard, but I've decided to be neutral concerning both sides. Mostly not to upset anyone who hates the other side. So that means, any side quests that I may do or not do, I'm not putting in signing up with the Stormcloaks or Imperials and doing the final fight between the two. Hope you guys are enjoying and don't forget to comment!