A/N: I do not own any of the characters in Oblivion (that credit goes to Bethesda) however I do own my OC (duh)
It was cold in the damp stone cell. I shivered in my thin cloth sack clothing.
Why did they take me? I was only a 14 year old Dunmer boy. I thought about my parents at home; beside a warm fireplace. Warmth… I shivered more violently.
I heard an exasperated grunt and turned to the child that made it.
He was a scrawny boy with short, cropped, old man silver, messy hair. He looked no older than 11. A hybrid smirk-frown played across his face.
I really disliked him. He was always acting so high-and-mighty even though I was older than him. Just wait until I get out of here, he doesn't know who I am.
"What're you looking at?" He suddenly snapped.
"N-n-nothing." My teeth were chattering uncontrollably so I turned my back to him so I wouldn't have to deal with his smirking and sneering.
I heard a door open somewhere. At first it was only footsteps but then I heard voices.
"I'm glad that the bandits always bring in good ones."
"Yeah, we can get loads of ransom for these kids. This one was with an Imperial Legionary. Imagine how much cash we can make!" The man chuckled at the amount of money he would make.
"Let's put 'er in 'ere." They were at the cell doors so I crawled into a corner and rolled up into a small ball.
I think one of the guards noticed me because he eerily said that he wasn't there for me just yet. He laughed loudly.
The second thug threw a pale lump into our cell. I told myself to check it out after they had gone.
I was scared of them no matter how much I tried to convince myself otherwise.
I scrunched up my eyes and willed them to go away. I heard the door squeal shut and the heavy footsteps get softer. When I couldn't hear them anymore I raised my head.
The pile was in fact a person; to be slightly more precise a girl.
Her skin was as white as linen sheet. I didn't know if she was dead or not because I couldn't hear her breathing. Dirty blonde locks that escaped her hair-do covered her face.
"Do you think she's… dead?" I gulped nervously
"They wouldn't kill livestock you numbskull." The brat rolled his eyes
"I- I knew that!"
The brat snorted but didn't say anything.
I was about to poke the girl when she stirred.
"Ugh…! Now I know what it feels like to be hung over…" She muttered and flopped onto her stomach.
"Are… are you okay?"
She looked in my direction and gave me one of those looks that could kill.
"Do I look like I'm fine?" She sneered
Now I was seriously scared of this girl. She could be from a barbarian tribe my father was talking about.
I lay down in my little, dark corner and tried to sleep.
What I think was a few hours later, I woke up to be greeted by two pairs of gazes, one golden reptile-like, the other ice blue.
"He's such a dweeb." The female frowned
"He's such a cry-baby." The brat frowned
"His eyes are cool, though…" She raised an eyebrow and looked at the other kid, "So are yours. Damn…" She made a loud 'tsk' noise.
The two separated, each going into their own corner.
The girl sat there quietly, frowning, as if contemplating difficult matters.
Just like father…
She was even able to do that eyebrow-raising-thing like him too!
When she suddenly moved, I flinched backwards. She snatched up a pebble and frantically began scribbling on the filthy walls, almost as if crazed.
When finished, she let out a heavy sigh and lay herself down on a bed of straw.
She was quite pretty. Too bad she frowned so much.
I wonder what her smile looks like… Does she even smile?
"What?"
I jumped, "I, err… thinking… err, um…" I spluttered, not knowing what to say, gesticulating wildly.
"You've been staring at me for a while. Stop it its disgusting." She snapped
I heard an infuriating snicker coming from the side. I crossed my arms and went to sit in my corner.
"He's sulking…" one of them whispered
"I am NOT sulking!" I yelled, outraged
I heard several coughs and I stuck my bottom lip out. I was definitely not sulking!
When the guard came to give us our food, he chucked us on piece of stale bread.
"Go on. Fight for it!" he cackled
None of us moved an inch.
When one of us did, it was the girl who got up. She padded lightly towards the bread and picked it up.
"Huh, for a lady, you've thrown away your pride. These two wouldn't touch anything." The guard snorted
"I don't give a damn. Food is food. And I'll eat food." She raised her chin
"Some of you trash always surprise me. But it's fun to see you pompous freaks in a prison cell. I'll make you suffer. I will." The guard turned to leave.
"If you can keep me here, that is."
"What!" The man snapped, "There is now way you can get out of here. You'll see!" He stomped off, enraged, and slammed the door to the prisons.
"Yeah, you'll see." She smiled evilly.
I was really amazed at her courage. I would never have been able to pull that off.
She plonked herself down, facing me and the other kid and chomped off a large piece of the bread.
"You'll give us some of that, right?" The third cell-mate asked.
"No way!" Another large piece disappeared, "Delicious." She mused.
"Hey!"
Both of us boys pounced on her and attempted to wrestle that last morsel of bread from her.
We were tumbling around the cell, fighting for our food, just like the guard wanted, squealing, shouting, and the occasional snigger when one of us actually got it.
In the end, the girl swallowed the last chunk.
"Ha ha! I win! You lose! Ha ha ha ha!" She danced around strangely.
"You don't have to rub it in our faces!" I whined
"In your what?" She spun around shocked
"In our fa-ces." Sheo articulated
"Oh, okay. For a second I thought you said faeces, and I got really worried."
Silence
"Feecees? What are they?" I asked innocently
"You don't want to know!" They exclaimed in unison.
I raised both my hands in defence. As usual, I sat on my bed of straw, except this time, facing the others, lowering my arms.
There was a crushing silence.
"When are we ever going see the light of day again?" the silver haired boy wondered sadly
We all looked at each other sullenly and then looked away, unable to look in each others eyes.
"I don't know." My voice croaked.