Yays I got started on this much earlier than my other chapter. Hopefully this will turn out better! Anyways, let's begin.

Disclaimer: I down own Oblivion.

Silence erupted in a bar, a silhouetted figure stood in the doorway, a tension weighed down the room as it stepped forwards with out a word towards the stunned costumers of the bar. There was a coughing noise as the figure stopped its humongous mass halted in the middle of the room as a hood covered its face and finally a low voice emerged from inside the torn cloth.

"By the order of the darkness king, you shall all be turned into the enlightened," the figure announced causing a few of the tougher looking characters to stand up. In their hands were the metal and wood that caused t hem so much power over all of the others.

A small chuckle came from the cloaked figure as it turned towards the group of men as a hand emerged from the cloth heading up towards the top of the hood.

"I always love resistance."

Alian looked up from the fire, his eyes peering at the two in front of him. Oz was sleeping her head resting on a folded up cloth while the dark elf stared into the darkness a serious look on her face as she sat tensely as if waiting for something. The mage was silent waiting for a moment before he spoke to the hero.

"Are you waiting for the Night Mother," he inquired looking towards the woman who finally turned to look towards him. Her red eyes softening for a moment as she grinned awkwardly.

"She sounds creepy," she admitted looking towards the man her eyes finally focusing on him directly.

Alian was silent for a moment studying the woman as if trying to reach for something deeper beyond her untrusting eyes. He offered nothing with his blank face as he turned towards the warming fire as the cold night paced behind him.

"I was wondering Kire," he said pausing for a moment placing his words correctly.

"How did you get roped into this," his eyes never leaving hers, Kire thought a moment her attention focusing on Alian for a moment as she weighted her words.

"I owed him a favor, but I could as the same thing, how did you know we were going to be here," the woman asked her voice civil as she looked blankly at him.

There was a small smile on the man's face as he weighed his next words.

"I owed him a favor to," he replied simply. There was a moment of silence of tension that seemed to widen the gap and finally it was the hero that spoke first.

"People seem to be in the habit of getting into dept with him huh," she muttered her eyes closing for moment as she waited for a response.

"I suppose you could say that."

Fire cracking was the only thing to fill the void growing between the two. Kire sighed standing up and moving sitting down closer to the mage before she looked upwards towards the sky.

"You never really answered the question," she muttered looking towards the sky.

"Nor did you."

Kire laughed her voice reaching past the darkness she smiled in her normal way as she looked towards the man and gave him a friendly look.

"I suppose we're just not very trusting people now are we," she said with a smile on her face. Alian couldn't help but smile as well.

"It would seem hero," he said blandly his smile fading into the darkness that threaten to consume them all.

The two sat silently like that, until a soft wind blew across the deserted plains Cyrodill and the two travelers' eyes grew heavy. A soft breeze danced past the two as the mage spoke.

"Have you ever heard the story of the blind fisherman and his wife," the man inquired Kire turned shaking her head and the man smiled looking up towards the floating embers in the sky.

"Well once upon a time, there was a beautiful young girl born into the richest family in Anvil. For as long as she could remember she had lived a very easy life inside her father's home. Everything was perfect for her, until she came of age and men started to come over and talk with her all of them with one agenda. They all wanted to marry the young girl. This at first made the woman happy, but one day she found out the real reason that people wanted to marry her was to get to her father's fortune. So one day she hosted a party in her father's home and made the annoucment. 'If you can find me then I will marry you,' is what she said. At first the men thought that it was a joke and agreed to play then next day the young girl was missing. For days her father and the men searched for her, but after weeks they finally gave up. It was rumored that by the docks was a blind fisherman that had bumped into a crying woman one day on the shores. He asked her 'What's wrong Miss?' and happily she replied 'You found me!' They were later wed the man got the woman a common copper ring, for it was all that he could afford, and the woman got him a glorious ring. They lived by the Anvil's shores for many years, and the young woman was never found." The man told looking towards the hero who slowly looked up towards the sky with him, the fire dimming.

"I don't get it…" she muttered her eyes closing for what seemed like eternity.

"Sometimes it's better to blindly trust than it is to seek out the truth," the man replied closing his eyes himself the moonlight pouring onto the campsite. The hero grinned falling backwards as fatigue took over her.

"I see, I suppose I'll take your advice Mr. Mage," the dumner whispered before finding herself off in her dreamland.

Three figures now stood in a bar, one branding an Axe while the other one stood there happily holding nothing. The final figure stood away from the three, he was whimpering his legs trembling as he finally fell to his knees.

"What do you want from me," he cried as the taller figure moved forwards a smirk on her face.

"We want you sir, after all how are we supposed to open up the portal if you aren't there," the woman inquired the child skip forwards as it looked down at the man. The wood elf giggled as it reached forwards touching the quivering man's shoulder.

"Come on Mr. Door, Mister Nekail needs you now," the wood elf said as the Nord moved slamming her fist into the back of the man's head causing him to fall forwards unconscious.

The small child climbed up onto the woman's shoulder and situated herself before the imperial man was slung over her shoulder.

"Let's go Reries," the child said impatiently.

"Keep your skirt on Nima," the woman replied dryly as she moved out of the inn now painted with red. Inside everything was still except for a small piece of paper moving slightly in the wind with neat handwritten not.

'Debt repaid'

Kire yawned as she opened her eyes, Oz was standing impatiently over her. She was dressed and ready while Alian was finishing up breakfast. Kire groaned closing her eyes finding herself being sat on by the wood elf.

"Come on, by the time we start moving the sun is going to set," the girl complained tugging on the dark elf's hair.

"But I don't want to wake up," Kire whined finding herself sitting up anyways Oz falling off and landing on the ground with a grin.

The dunmer got up reaching for some food only to receive some from the mage. There was a hint of a smile on the tired assassin's face as she sat down by the fire shoveling food into her mouth and quickly and standing up. There was a goofy grin on her face as she pointed forwards.

"Alright, let's go," she announced only to receive a smack to the back of the head.

"We just came that way, honestly," the wood elf said muttered only to catch a small glimpse at the dark elf's smile.

Oz sighed and took out a map looking over it briefly as she looked towards the sun and pointed in another derection.

"The quickest way to Anvil is that way," she said simply looking towards Kire who thought a moment.

"I have a house up there if you want to stay there," she muttered looking towards the wood elf who blinked for a moment.

"You have a house?"

A nod.

"And you haven't set it on fire yet?"

Another nod.

"Then let's go," the girl said grabbing onto the two as she seemed to skip forwards. Alian blinked as he saw the food vanishing away in the distance as he found himself being dragged along. There was a small look of disappointment in his eyes and finally a sigh.

'Follow the truth blindly…'

His dark eyes focused on the road ahead. He felt something on his back as he looked at the hero with a grin.

"Hey I'll race you to the end," she challenged a grin on her face.

It would seem that the group is traveling with a stranger, and who are those strange warriors working for Nekail, and most of all what does he plan to do with Matthew?!

Well you won't find out until I write the next chapter!

Kire: That'll take forever!

TNT: Silence!