Well here's chapter 2. Hopefully you enjoy it. I'll work on chapter 3 ASAP. Well, here's the story, Enjoy. :D

We walked in the doors into Whiterun and it was very similar to the game. But it was a lot bigger. There were a lot more houses and people. Surprisingly, it wasn't very smelly. Didn't matter really.

"So where are we Bame?" Kev asked flatly. I rolled my eyes, "Whiterun. Like I said before. It's not that bad." It really wasn't. It was actually a good city.

Jon tapped me on the back and pointed at the forge to our right. "Look Bame, it's that forge." He was over excited at the sight.

I slapped down his hand, "Jon please don't point, that might not end well for us. They might think we are going to steal something." His reaction changed to serious and he nodded.

"So where do we go?" Steve asked. "I don't want to sleep on the streets tonight if you know what I mean."

"I know Steve. We are going to the inn. We should get a room for the night." Then I remembered that it costs money to get a room. "Shit I forgot. Does anyone have any gold coins?" I started searching for a coin purse or a bag. Jon pulled out a large coin purse.

"Here Bame, how much do we need?" I looked in his coin purse and saw a ton of coins. At least 300 septims.

"Wow we got enough for thirty days. It costs ten gold. Let's go." We started walking to the inn. I recognized some people and didn't recognize others. I saw some Battle-Borns, Ysolda, Amren and couple other faces. Everyone was packing up for the night, must be around 8:00. We came up to the inn, the Bannered Mare. "Alright let's head in." I opened the door and Kev, Steve and Jon went in. The place was more of a bar than an inn. Nords everywhere were laughing out loud and chugging mugs. The bard was playing Age of Aggression. Being an Empire supporter, I enjoyed the song.

The inn keeper was working hard to keep up, but I wanted to ask for a room. "Excuse ma'am."

"Yes?" She turned her head to look at us. Her reaction was confused. "How old are you, young man?" I looked at Steve and his reaction on edge.

"Uhh.. eighteen." She smiled and kept sweeping the bar. "Can I rent a room for the night?" She looked back up and smiled wider.

"You got the coin young man?" I knew that she thought that we were just some poor kids begging for food.

"Yeah I do." I put down ten septims. Her face immediately changed to surprise after she saw the coin purse. "I know where to go, thanks." I wanted to make her feel bad for assuming that we were just young beggars. Her expression was sorrowful and regretful.

We walked up to the room and there was one double bed. "Shit. Only one bed. Kev and Steve, it's all yours. I'll sleep on ground, I don't really mind. Jon I guess you have to also." Jon didn't mind. He was a very easygoing guy. The twins took the bed.

"Well we will figure out the plan for tomorrow." They all acknowledged my statement. I found a bear skin and laid down on it.

An couple hours later, everyone was asleep except for me. I couldn't sleep, so I decided to go down to the bar and ask for a drink. I got my leather armor on and went downstairs. The innkeeper was still there. She looked at me and then back down at the bar.

The inn had a stench of alcohol. Didn't surprise me at all. We are in Skyrim with a bunch of drunk nords. I decided to sit at the bar. The innkeeper looked up at me with an unsure reaction. "What can I get you young man?"

I wondered about what kind of beverages they had here. I knew they had mead, wine, and lots of alcoholic products. Did they have any real drinks? "You got any water?"

She gave me a really surprised look. "Water? Okay.." She leaned down and got a large glass of water and she poured it in a mug and gave it to me. "Two septims." I handed her two septims. I took a sip of the water, it actually had a pure taste to it.

Suddenly the door to inn banged open. Three people walked in. A large black haired nord, a smaller black haired nord, and a red haired nord with war paint. I knew who they were, it took me a little bit. The red head was Aela of the Companions, the larger nord was Farkas and the smaller nord was Vilkas. I tried not to stare, but I think Aela caught me staring. Shit.. I knew she was a bad ass.

Her face had pure seriousness in it and she meant business, just like in the game. She sat next me at the bar and I turned my head the other way.

"Got a problem boy?" My heart dropped. I had no idea what to say back. I turned my head and met her eyes. Her eyes were silver and I felt like she was staring into my very soul.

"Uhh... no ma'am." She smirked at my hesitation and ordered a mug of mead.

"Just another milk drinker, eh?"

For some reason that got me really pissed and I opened my mouth. "You could make a good career with calling people milk drinkers you know, but you know, it's gets kinda old." Her smirk changed into an eye of a tiger, sorry, an eye of a wolf. I looked right back into her eyes. For some reason, I felt so much rage in my heart. "You gonna do anything... Milk drinker?" That did it. She quickly got up and kicked the stool back. I got up and moved back a couple steps. Farkas and Vilkas moved to my right and sat down on the benches to watch the fight.

I realized that I just got myself into some shit. Okay Bame, remember something from the game, fighting style, powers and... Shouts! I know the meaning of the word fus, ro and dah. Force, balance and push. Push wasn't necesary for this. I critically thought about the meaning of Fus Ro, opened my mouth and attempted to shout, "Fus.. Ro!". Immediately, a huge baby blue aura beamed at Aela. She was flung a couple feet backwards and fell on her ass.

Everyone in the inn gaped in astonishment. I heard my group of guys wake up pretty fast. Aela was nearly knocked out from the impact at that range. I felt the need to say something instead of standing there awkwardly. "Okay Aela, I know what kind of person you are, but do not fuck with the wrong guy. I'm sure you got into a ton of fights with some other nords and afterwards you feel that you are the alpha dog. But you know, there's always a bigger alpha dog. Today doesn't seem to be your day." Her eyes were flickering rapidly in disorientation, but she managed to look at me. In that disoriented look of hers, I could see an expression of confusion.

She coughed and tried to reclaim her breath back. Farkas brought her to her feet. She pushed him away and stood there bent over a little with her hand on her stomach. "You little.. Gwah.." she coughed a couple more times. "How do you know my name?"

I knew telling her the truth wouldn't make any difference so once again I had to improvise. Maybe say something about the Silver-Hand. "Well its a long story. I know about the secret of the circle." Once again the Companions were shocked. They thought nobody would know, unless they were in it. "I heard some gossip from the Silver-Hand. Obviously they want you fellas gone. That's all I'm going to say."

The twins looked at each other then back at me. Aela took a seat on the bench and looked down. Vilkas spoke up, "What's your name boy?"

"Bame," I simply replied.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

Vilkas face palmed at how different I was. "How do you know a shout? Are you Dragonborn?" The question baffled me as much as it did for Vilkas. The only reason I knew the shout is because I knew the meaning and usage.

"No. I'm no Dragonborn. There will be one soon though. Once you see dragons-"

"Whoa whoa whoa, dragons? They've been dead for.. Forever!" Vilkas was getting a little irritated.

"Well they still are. But Alduin the World-Eater will be back." The entire inn gaped. I was actually trying not to laugh 'cause of all the dumbfounded faces.

"Alduin?! How do you know that?"

I couldn't just say that I remembered it happening in the game. "I have my trustworthy sources."

Farkas just smiled at this little talk. "Alright enough of the funny business. Come by tomorrow if you want to join the Companions." Wow, that was quick. Aela tried to resent his invitation but she still had the wind knocked out of her.

"Well, maybe if my buds would get access too. If so, I'll join." Farkas nodded and tugged on Vilkas. "Be seeing you.. Bame."

"See ya tomorrow then." He walked out the door. Farkas went up to Aela and picked her up, almost with no effort at all, and gave me a nod and walked out the door.

I stood there smiling like an idiot. Then I realized the inn keeper was keeping her distance behind the bar. "Oh sorry, I mean no harm ma'am." I brought out my, or should I say, Jon's coin purse and pulled out ten septims. "Sorry about the mess, I'll be going to sleep. Good night ma'am." She barely eased but she nodded back at me.

I walked up the stairs and opened the door to our room. Everyone was awake and stating at me. "Sorry guys, long story. Just go back to sleep. I'll tell you about it tomorrow."

"Okay.." They all were confused.

"What happened down there? We heard thunder mixed your voice. Oh my God.." Steve looked down, smirked and shook his head. "Did you just do your little 'Fus.. Ro.. Dah' thing?"

"Yeah, well not 'Dah', but yeah. I got into a little mix up if you know what I mean." Steve laughed.

"How do you know how to use that thunder voice?"

"First of all, it's called a shout. Second, I played the game so much, I know the meaning of the shout. It's called Unrelenting Force. Force, Balance, and Push. Long story."

Steve couldn't hold it in and he started cracking up. "Bame, you are such a nerd."

I smirked a little, "Well, it sure does help us around here, ya know?"

Steve still couldn't keep a straight face. "Yeah yeah okay."

"Good night fellas." And I laid down on my bear pelt. Steve kept on smiling but he laid down. Kevin had his little signature smirk on his face. Jon had his on too.

"Okay, night Bame."

There ya have it. Please review my chapter, hopefully you enjoyed the chapter. I'll get to work on the chapter 3.