Chapter 3: The Vision

Silver looked at Silvond as they left the temple. "Where do you want to go?"

Silvond thought about it. "Maybe we can find out why we're here."

"All right. What's the best way to do that? You know more about this place than I do."

"There's a College of Magic in Winterhold. We can go there. It will take a while, though. What do you think Akatosh will do?"

Silver shrugged. "Who knows."

Silvond smiled. "He must like his new form. He's a god, after all."

"I wouldn't blame him. It must be cool to be a god."

"I agree. Akatosh is the main deity, after all."

Silver looked over at him with a smile. "Let's call him Akatosh from now on, then," Silver said.

Silvond nodded and they continued walking. "We should become animals," he said. "Winterhold is a long way from here."

Silver nodded. "What should we turn into?"

"How about some dragons?"

"You sure?"

Silvond nodded. "We'll stay out of sight so no one sees us."

Silver started transforming into a dragon, looking like a wyvern by the end of it. Silvond did as well. The two wyverns growled as a vision about Shadic came to them. Shadic was changing into Akatosh in the vision. It roared and spoke to them.

"There's something I need you to do," he told them.

"Of course, Akatosh," Silver said. "What is it?"

"You know my son, Alduin. I need you to stop him from destroying the world. I'd prefer it if you could stop him from waking up at all, but if you can't, I need you to find the Dragonborn."

"We'll do that. Thank you, Akatosh," Silvond said. "Where is Alduin?"

"Sovangarde."

"We'll head there immediately."

The vision ended and the two wyverns looked at each other. "How are we going to get to Sovangarde?" Silver asked.

"We could fly there," Silvond said. "Let's go back to the temple and ask Shadic."

The two turned and went back to the temple. Once there, they went inside. Shadic looked at them and smiled.

"We saw a vision of you, Akatosh," Silvond said.

"Really? What about me?"

"You don't know? You just spoke to us."

Shadic thought about it and nodded, remembering. "I remember. You want to know how to get to Sovangarde now?"

The two wyverns bowed. "We do."

"All right. Humans have to die in order to go there. But I know another way."

"What is that?"

Shadic looked at them. He groaned as his scales began to turn a fiery gold. "There's an ancient magic that can transport you there."

We'll go there. What's happening with your scales, Shadic?"

"I'm becoming more like Akatosh." Shadic snarled.

"Is that a bad thing?" Silver asked.

They noticed his snarl, and Shadic shook his head. "No. It just surprisingly hurts."

They nodded and watched Shadic continue to change. The rest of his scales changed color as they watched.

"Amazing," Silver said. "How do you feel, Shadic?"

"Different."

"Different? How so?"

"Just different. I can't put my finger on what it is."

"How long until you become Akatosh?" Silvond asked.

"A day at the longest."

"All right. Anyway, what's this ancient magic you told us about?"

"It's something only dragons know."

"Can you tell us?"

Shadic nodded. The presence of Akatosh filled his mind and he closed his eyes.

Akatosh opened his eyes and told them what to do. "I shall give you my blood," he said. "Only then can you enter the land of the dead." The two wyverns nodded and waited. Akatosh bit them and they changed. Silver looked at Silvond. Nothing looked terribly different. "Go," Akatosh said. He became Shadic again. "Report back tomorrow."

They nodded and hurried off.

Shadic sighed and lay down, his body already starting to cover itself in flame. He closed his eyes. It was only a day before he would become Akatosh. The presence filled his mind once more. Shadic sighed and tried to keep his mind open for it rather than thinking. It began to fill his mind. A few minutes later, the memories were done filling his mind. Shadic smiled and closed his eyes, knowing that when he woke he would be Akatosh.