Shadow of a doubt Chapter 14: The Begining of the End, an elder scroll series fanfic

Well this is the end of this series sorry that it took so long for me to write this final chapter… anyways, don't worry the series isn't over there is another story after this one explaining everything that happens in this chapter and explaining the whol

TNT: I don't own Oblivion

Oz ran forwards, her heart was pounding in her chest causing her head to swarm with the many realities that were facing her right now. She felt sick in a way as the idea occurred. Someone had been watching them for awhile now. Her eyes narrowed as she continued to run hearing the sound of giggling behind her. The wood elf turned, her sharp eyes focused on the dark as she reached towards her side to get to her knife, but instead found a hand. Her eyes widened as she leapt away seeing a small figure standing before her. Oz growled, her hands trembling with the mix between anger, adrenaline, and fear. She slowly formed words, raw and heavy on her tounge, the words of hate, and the words that would get her answer.

"Where did you put them?"

The small child laughed, there was that tension boiling in the air.

"Isn't it easy to figure it out, we're opening the door and of course in order to open the door you need someone strong to open it. It's been getting rusty you know."

The bosmer frowned, her hands gripping tightly together.

"Does that mean… that woman is part of it, and the idiot bat," the girl asked as she looked down at the ground she knew the answer already. Her anger and stress over loading.

Again there was a laugh, the wood elf looked up towards the Nord, and she had an intense look of hatred. She rose towards her pocket; she had a single weapon a broken arrow head. Her small body continued to shake as she kept her eyes on the child before her.

"No matter what, I shall give my life so that this plan doesn't continue," the girl yelled as she charged forwards the arrow head in hand. She leapt up aiming towards the girl her hand reaching forwards waiting for that sweet sound of metal against skin instead she felt something cold pierce into her back as she was ripped backwards away from her target. The girl gasped shock taking over her body.

Again the girl giggled as she grew closer to the wood elf, the child eyes sparkled with delight, she grew closer whispering in the ear of the young wood elf.

"I'm sorry, but you're not needed in this story… so you can die now okay," the child said as she looked at her counter-part.

"Finish it off, I'll be waiting with the others, we have all that we need from here."

The older Nord just nodded her head as she watched as the child left, the woman smiled petting the red-head whispering something in a language long lost. The elf, was now growing quiet and cold. Slowly the Nord drew closer to the child's ear smiling.

Two figures stood in the clearing while one rested nicely in the shorter one's arms. The child proceeds forwards, looking grimly at the fallen warrior. The child smirked, petting the Dunmer's head.

"She's so much cuter when she's sleeping isn't she," the child muttered looking up towards the dark elf holding her.

"Nekail will need us soon, we just have to wait for Mother to finish off the brat," the child remarked coolly.

She looked up towards the leader, her seemed ineffective, the child smirked; Nekail had done his deed and transformed the traitor into something amazing. The child looked back towards the unconscious warrior. She reached down towards the knife that she had taken from the Bosmer, she was tempted to slit the throat of the woman that her beloved leader loved so much more than her. Instead, she grinned in her dangerous way and looked back to see 'Mother' covered with blood.

"Mom," the girl cheered as she launched forwards holding onto the tall Nord, the taller woman smiled and embraced the child gently putting her upon the ground.

"Take this from me Mum," the dark elf muttered as he through the body of the woman over towards the Nord who caught it holding the weight with ease.

"Shall we head back now," the woman asked as she looked towards the tree line.

"Lord Nekail will be waiting for us," she muttered, her eyes focused on the dim light ahead. There was a mutual agreement in the ground as they headed forwards the light. Slowly one by one the marched inside the swirling darkness, the woman stopped for a moment looking back towards the darkness, she smiled her body turning as she to vanished with Kire.

Alian held onto Oz, he bit his lip, the girl needed a healer, he quickly moved, he had to to find a healer in the town, there had to be at least one. His body moved on its own as he moved with the Wood Elf. His mind was racing over what had just happened, and the strangeness of it all.

The Nord stood in the clearing holding onto the Wood Elf, she looked up to see the mage, her pale eyes focused kindly on him. She moved, as he tried to escape backwards, in her arms she held the red head, but instead of doing harm she held the girl out to him.

"This is your friend correct?"

He mad no motion to say anything, slowly she reached out handing the small child to him as she smiled.

"You two still have a role to play in this, my Lord Nekail dosen't know what I know, so please, protect her and come back, after all, I would miss you." The woman said as she turned and looked towards the clearing.

"By the way Mr. Pheniox, good work so far, he would be proud."

The woman began moving, her body being taken into the shadows and leaving the two to save each other.

The man frowned as he continued to run, he could see the town from afar, through the thought of someone rebelling against the dark leader made him uneasy. His eyes focused forwards as he made his way forwards closer and closer to his target. His eyes darkened as it finally all clicked in his head.

The woman knew, she knew about everything which meant that Nekail knew about everything and the whole thing would become dangerous.

Nekail looked over the fallen warrior, his eyes scanning over for any injuries that may had occurred, he smiled looking at his pets as he passed the inspection.

"Very good, just what I expected from you," he informed them. He turned to face Matthew.

"It looks like things will go as planned this time, right dear Prince," the man asked as he stood moving towards the young man. The whole room went silent as the gap between them grew smaller and smaller, finally they were face to face.

"This time, let's not ruin it alright Prince," he said in a mocking way as he turned and headed towards a tall door.

"Child, start making the preparations," the man said blandly as he vanished down the hallway.

The group looked at Matthew, who simply turned his eyes blank as he went towards the catacombs. No one followed him instead they dispersed, and the only one left standing was the Nord child. She giggled looking at the light leaking through the stained glass.

"I wonder what everyone is going to do," she said as she turned her eyes focusing on the altar.

Matthew looked stiffly down at the still body of the hero, his eyes focused on the stillness, the spell had caused her to freeze in that moment of time. The vampire sighed, his will making him move. Yet, his body moved slowly suffering perhaps form the rigamortis long overdue.

Nekail frowned watching from afar, he saw the mistake starting to happen once again. He had to make sure that this time it wasn't screwed up. His eyes focused upon the fallen warrior and then towards the water pool forming on the floor, he gazed deeply inside hoping to see something more inside, perhaps the glimpse of the future. Instead, he saw the cold reflection of the dead palace. The man frowned putting his hand in his pockets, he began walking deeper into the catacombs.

"And so it begins…"

Alright that's the end of this series, please read my follow up series!

Anyways thank you for sticking with me this far

TNT