I can do this...

I have always been ready to do this.

The Mage's College in Winterhold had become a second home to me.

Home! I had forgotten to go back home after I had proven I was a hero.

Am I hero, though?

Selvia took a fighting position, destruction fire magic in both hands ready to go. She was practicing magic with other students at the Mage's College about destruction magic and ward magic. She was on the offense side. A student that was facing her ten feet away casted a ward spell. Selvia duel casted the fire in her hands and the ward held it back like it should. After they were done, Selvia knew it was time to switch.

"Hey, it's time to switch!" Selvia yells to the student.

"Hey, wake up!" He yells back.

What?

"Did you hear me? Wake up! You are in our spot!"

Uhh...?

Selvia was abruptly awaken by a Khajiit. The Khajiit caravan came and wanted the spot Selvia was sleeping on. She tried to get into Whiterun for days, but they weren't allowing anyone in due to dragons being about. They did allow one person in, though. Someone who had survived Helgen and had to bring news of the attack to the Jarl of Whiterun.

Selvia, half asleep, picked up her things and moved.

Before she had left her house, she had only packed essential items, including some gold, enough to buy her two nights at an inn. Her supplies were running low and she doesn't even have protection from oncoming rain. She tries to get into Whiterun again, but it didn't work.

I thought I had remarkable luck *rolls eyes*

Selvia fiddles with her father's dagger for a few moments, sitting on the ground near the Whiterun stables.

Oh, what am I going to do?

After enough of sitting around, she decides to wander around the area, checking out the nearby farms. Soon enough, night fell again, and Selvia was searching for a spot to lay on it. She went to check the gate of the city one last time before going to find an unoccupied spot on the ground for the night. To her surprise, it was unguarded and opened. The guards that were guarding the gate were talking to two Redguard men, telling them that they weren't allowed in.

Only, the guards were about to close the gate again.

Selvia seized the opportunity of the open gate and made a run for it. Right before the gate closed, Selvia barely made it through. As soon as she made it through, she tripped and crashed to the ground.

I guess I do have remarkable luck. I made it in.

The guards hadn't seem to notice Selvia get in, but the Redguard men had. They approached her. "You there. We are looking for a Redguard woman that we believe is here in this city. She most likely isn't using her real name. If you find her, we will be in Roikstead."

Without giving Selvia a chance to respond, they left the city. Putting that aside, Selvia set out to find an inn. It didn't take her long to find the inn "The Bannered Mare". She went inside and immediately felt the warmth of the fire and all of the warm bodies in the room. "Come on in! I'm sure I can find a clean mug somewhere." The innkeeper chuckled.

Selvia instantly set her stuff down at a little bench and sat down. Even though it has been a couple of days since she had left home, she felt as if she hadn't felt warmth in a long while. After some moments of sitting by the warm fire, casually chatting with the locals, and listening to the bard sing and play songs, Selvia got up and went up to the innkeeper to ask about renting a room.

"Sure, it's yours for the day." Selvia followed the innkeeper to the room she could stay for the night. "If you need anything, just ask." And with that, the innkeeper left the room.

Finally, a bed...

Selvia closed the door, dropped her stuff down, and just laid down on the bed.

Finally, a bed...

She starts to drift off to sleep.

Finally...

Selvia fell fast asleep.

"The Western Watchtower is being attacked by a dragon!"

Selvia's eyes snap open.

A dragon?!

Selvia jumped out of her bed and ran down to the lower level of the inn. No one was there except the innkeeper and the person delivering the news.

"What did you say?" Selvia asked.

"The Western Watchtower! A dragon is attacking it! A group of people went down there and the dragon appeared!"

Selvia ran out of the inn and to the outer wall of the city. It was still night, near midnight. She ran up one of the walls to one of the lookout posts that was facing the tower. The fight was like nothing she had seen before. Guards from the city had gone down to fight alongside with the Jarl's housecarl and a strange person. Selvia couldn't make out who the strange person was, but all she could see was that it was female, and she stayed at the top of the tower to cast magic at it. After a while, the dragon landed on the ground to attack. The strange female ran to leave the tower to approach the dragon. As she walked up to the dragon, she pulled out a sword of steel. The dragon started to breathe fire, but the stranger dodged it, jumped onto the back of the dragon, and plunged the sword down into the head of the dragon. The stranger had killed the dragon.

Selvia couldn't believe her eyes.

She... She just... What?!

The female stranger leaped off of the dragon, and the skin started to burn. As the skin burned, some kind of magic happened. It was as if the soul of the dragon had left it and entered in the stranger. The female stranger, of course, was very confused.

What- what did she just do?!

After a few moments of the female conversing with the guards, a movement has been felt in the air. It was as if someone shouted and everyone in the world has heard it.

"Dovahkiin!"

Selvia didn't know what the word was or meant. She didn't even know if it was a different language or not. The female stranger made her way back to the city to talk to the Jarl. As she has entered, Selvia took this opportunity to ask her what happened. Selvia was just a few feet away when she decided to make conversation.

"Hey, what happened?" Selvia asked.

The stranger just glanced at Selvia, but kept walking. Selvia follows alongside her.

"Do you know what the word that was said in the air?" Selvia asks.

The stranger says nothing.

"Hey, can you at least tell me who you are?"

The stranger, in a soft voice, only said,"My name is not important. Just know me as 'Infinite'."

Selvia stopped walking, but the stranger kept walking to go to the Jarl.

Infinite? Is that some kind of code name or something?

Although Selvia had only spoke to Infinite for a minute, she was able to get enough details to remember her in case they cross paths again. Nord, long blonde hair, blue eyes, clothed in black with a bit of light purple here and there. Her lower face is covered with a black clothe, but it doesn't fully cover the long scar that diagonally cross her face.

Well, at least I won't forget her...

Selvia starts to head back to the inn to continue to sleep till the morning.

She killed a dragon... Is she a hero?

Selvia enters the inn and heads to her room.

I want to be a hero...

Selvia lays down on her bed and feel sleep taking over.

I will be a hero. I have luck.

Selvia closed her eyes.

My remarkable luck.

Author's Note:

Hi all!

I just want to explain some of my choices I have made for this story.

I'm not exactly very creative with making up names, so I went to a site called "" to get names.

The cover picture for this story are a couple of pictures squished together. It's obvious that the pictures came from the same character creator. I just want to say that they came from a site called " .com". It's a really fun site, yet I only go to it for the "Mega Anime Avatar Creator" game (that's how I made the characters' appearances).

Alrighty, thanks for reading. I hope you all liked it! -A.I