Hey, sorry about the extremely long wait. It's Christmas break and I've been doing some vacation stuff. Anyways, here's chapter 8. I hope you enjoy it :).

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::Jon's POV::

Gosh, I have to admit, this food is amazing! This has got to be the best breakfast I had in months. Chicken, beef, apples, and deer meat is a real man's breakfast. The good thing about Skyrim is the food! Well, it is good to see the people in real life, you know?

I was chowing away on a chicken breasts and my gaze turned to Vilkas. He started laughing after he saw me eat like a pig, I don't care. I was HUNGRY! "What? I'm hungry!"

He started laughing and shaking his head. "Jon, from the way I see it, you eat more than Farkas. And he eats a lot too. I'm still wondering how your belly has enough room for that food!" He pointed at the cooked beef. I looked back at him, smiled and snatched a big piece of the beef. He began laughing even harder. "By Ysmir Jon, you are going to become what you eat!"

"Well, I guess if I do, I'll eat myself then." He continued laughing a lot. I laughed along with him.

I heard a door open from behind me so I turned around to see who it was. It was Steve. "Hey Steve!"

"Jon." He smirked and nodded me a greeting. He came to the table and studied the empty plates. Then he began forming a smile. "Jon, what did I tell you about being fat?"

"No! I love eating. You can't tell me what to do!" I began laughing along with him. He sat down next to me and pulled up a plate with a couple apples and beef.

I looked around for Kevin, but he wasn't in the room. "Hey Steve, is Kevin up yet?"

He nodded and took a bite of his apple. "He should be up in a little."

Vilkas leaned his elbows on the table. "So how are things between you and him?"

Steve looked at him with a confusing look. "Oh it's nothing too personal. He's my brother so I'm obligated to love him. We just have our differences. He likes to argue a lot. Mostly just to see what would happen. And for me, I don't like to argue, but if something is wrong to me, I'll call it out. Kevin is just likes to mess with person. He does it with Bame more than me. I try to take the side that's right. And most of the time, Kevin assumes things that are just so stupid so I don't even take the time out my day to argue with him."

Vilkas started nodded then chuckled a little. "Sounds like my brother and I when we were young. We eventually grew out of it. I was like you, but Farkas wasn't anything like Kevin. Trust me on that one, haha."

Steve laughed at his comment. "Yeah I understand."

I heard the door of the barracks open and close. Kevin came in the room. "Hey Kevin!"

"Hey Jon," he said cheerfully. "Hey Steve and hey Vilkas."

"Hey," they both replied. Kevin took a seat next to Steve and grabbed an apple.

"Do you know when Bame will be back?"

Vilkas nodded while chewing on a piece of the chicken. He swallowed the rest of down and said, "he should be back sometime tomorrow. He said that he had to do something at Helgen." Helgen? Oh geez that name sounds familiar. Oh gosh what is the name of? Helgen, Helgen, Helgen.. Oh now I remember! Oh no, thats not good! Isn't that the place where a dragon attacks at the beginning of the game? What is he doing there in the first place?

Wait a minute, the player in the game is the Dragonborn. Is he there for the Dragonborn? How could he possible know that he will be there tomorrow? I don't know.. I'm sure he will be back from Helgen untouched. Bame is smart and he won't let himself be taken by that black dragon.

"Vilkas."

"Yes?"

I was going to say something about Helgen, but I don't think he would understand. He would be really confused if I told him. "Never mind."

He cocked a brow. "Okay then." He took a sip from his cup. "So fellas," he started. All three of us looked up at him. "What do you think of this war in Skyrim?"

The war? Ah what was it again? Geez I- oh I remember. The Stormcloaks and the Empire. Kevin and Steve shrugged. "I don't know, I don't understand it enough to make a good opinion."

"What war is happening? Sorry I'm new to Skyrim," Steve reminded. I should of said something earlier.

Vilkas leaned back in his chair. "Well there is this civil war and the two sides fighting are the rebel Stormcloaks and the Empire from Cyradiil."

Steve snapped his fingers, "Oh yeah, Bame told me something about that. But not enough for me to understand. What side are you for?"

Vilkas thought a little. "Well, I always supported the Empire, but the Stormcloaks are starting to get my favor."

"How did it start?" Kevin asked.

"Well it started after the Empire signed the treaty with the Thalmor, I forget what it was called, but the leader, Ulfric Stormcloak, hated that we surrendered to the Thalmor. I'm not sure what I should think. Well it doesn't really affect the Companions, so I don't really care."

"Well, maybe you should. Wars aren't the best thing you know. At least hope for the best."

"I know I know. I'll try to stay with it and hopefully fully understand both causes."

"Good. I'll try too." I remember Kevin arguing with Bame about the Obama and Romney election. Kevin was undecided, but Bame was completely for Romney. It doesn't matter. Kevin likes to know things when it comes to politics and recent things happening.

Then out of the blue, Kodlak came in the room from the front door. "Hey you three, come on out here. I got something you all you." He motioned us to follow him. We looked at each, got up and followed him out the front door.

We were turned right and started walking up the stairs. When we got up there, there was a older man hacking at steel. "Eorland, we got three people that need some new weapons."

"Ah okay, what would you three like?"

I knew what I wanted. "Can I have a sword?"

"Sure," He picked up a steel sword and handed it to me. "Here you are, a Skyforged steel sword. The finest steel in Skyrim up to glass or ebony."

The sword wasn't very heavy. It had a great grip. "Thank you. It's very nice."

"How 'bout you?" He looked at Steve.

"Uh, I got this knife." He showed him his glass dagger.

"Oh okay, it's glass, pretty tough material. Well it's good to have a spare." He threw Steve a sheathed Skyforged steel dagger. Steve took it out and studied the blade.

He nodded and looked up at Eorland. "It's a swell knife. Thanks a lot."

"My treat. Now you," he pointed at Kevin. "I see that you are one of the long ranged fighters, am I right?"

"Yup. I guess you can say that."

Kodlak nodded and started stroking his beard. He looked back on his stone table. Then he snapped his fingers. "Ah I have an idea. Let me some of your bolts." Kevin took out two crossbow bolts out of his quill and handed them to Eorland. The master weapon maker studied the bolts for a couple of minutes while stroking his beard. "Alright. I'll make you some steel bolts. Can I keep one of these?"

"Oh yeah sure."

"Good. Come back tomorrow and I'll give you what I got. Sound good?"

"Yup. Sounds awesome. I'll be here tomorrow."

Eorland reached a hand and Kevin shook his hand. "Alright. I got to get to work here."

Kodlak nodded. "Alright, thanks again Eorland. We'll leave you to it." We waved goodbye left to train behind the building.

::Bame's POV::

Well here I am sitting on the bench outside of the Sleeping Giant and it's raining outside. No big deal, as a matter of fact, I like rain. It's just interesting to me. This is just going to be long day of doing absolutely nothing. I might as well go to Helgen later and get a room. What time is it? Maybe two in the afternoon? Hell I don't know.

I wonder what Kev, Steve and Jon are doing. Jon probably eating anything he sees. Kev and Steve are probably scolding him on how fat he is just to mess with him. Jon isn't fat at all, he just likes to act like he is.

What about Lydia? I wonder if she woke up. I hope she will be okay. Balgruuf is probably still there holding her hand. He seemed like a great father. From what I learned from the game, he has a very short temper, but in reality he has views like my dad. Very serious and thoughtful, can be very stubborn, and is a good man and has a good heart.

I snapped out of my gaze and scanned the road and the houses. I saw Alvor at his forge pounding at some steel. That made me remember about Hadvar. Hadvar, that's right! He's going to be at Helgen. And same with Ralof and Ulfric. Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day.

I should get going to Helgen. The walk is going to be long. Probably around three hours on this walk. Ugh, whatever, I'll be fine.

I got my stuff packed up and started walking to the southern gates. Only one guard was standing guard. Oh yeah, I have to tell Balgruuf about getting more troops here soon.

The road was kind of slick. I gotta watch my step on this walk. This was going to be a long walk, oh well I'll just daydream on my way there.

::Mystery Person's POV::

Oh my gosh.. My head is throbbing.. Feels like I got sideswiped on the side of my head by some large 2x4. I can't remember anything.. I know my name still, but I can't remember anything else.. I can't remember where I'm at, where I'm from, what happened, if I know anyone personally, ugh my head is killing me!

I do remember some wierd tentacle being. He had a very deep voice and very creepy eyes.. His tentacles were dark green and his eyes were all sorts of wierd colors. Why can't I remember my past memories?

I noticed that my hands were tied together. Where am I? I-I'm moving? Like a horse carriage or something. Ugh.. It's so fricking cold out here! Here I am in these.. torn up clothes!

I tried opening my eyes, the cold in my sockets like a billion needles. I squinted my eyes and attempted to look around. I was on a horse carriage with a bunch of ripped people. Their hands were tied as well. There was also a carriage handler or whatever you call them. He had like this leather outfit that looked like armor. I don't know..

"Hey, you are finally awake!" Some voice with an accent came in front of me. I slowly turned my head in the direction. "Hey, you alright kid?" I saw a blonde haired ripped guy. He had some kind of blue armor. "You hear me?" I nodded. "You okay?"

"My head's throbbing.." I almost whispered.

"Yeah I know, you got whacked across the side of the head by an Imperial soldier." Imperial soldiers? What is going on? Where in the world am I?

"Where am I?"

"You're in southern Skyrim." Skyrim? Where is that?

The horse carriage was coming up to some medieval gates. There were houses behind it, so I'm guessing that it is a city or town of some sort.

"This is Helgen." The blonde guy said with a depressed tone. I saw a couple of guys with weird yellow eyes and had a goldish type metal armor or whatever. "Damn the Thalmor to Oblivion. Those elves just want us to destroy ourselves."

Elves? Thalmor? What was going on?! "Why are we stopping?" another man on the carriage panicked.

"Why do you think? End of the line..." Oh my God.. Am I going to die? What did I do?

We came to a stop and everyone piled off the carriage. I heard a family talking about what was going to happen to us. I don't know, I could barely hear them.

"Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm." The man with the muffle walked over to a formation in front of some priest, er, priestess.

"Ralof of Riverwood." The blonde man looked at me with a defeated expression and then walked off. He gave the guy that was reading off his list a pissed off look. The other guy couldn't look at him. Okay?

"Lokir of Rorikstead."

"No I'm not a rebel, you can't do this!" He started sprinting to the gates. One of the guards took out a bow and an arrow and released an arrow at the guy. The guy got impaled in the back and fell limp to the ground. Oh my God, they just killed someone! I'm going to f ing die!

"You, who are you?" The list guy asked me.

"Uhh, I'm Cain.."

He raised a brow at his list and looked up at me. "Cain? Well it seems that you traveled far from High Rock." High Rock? Is that a place?

"Captain, he's not on list. What do we do?"

The beastly woman gave me an evil eye and looked back at the list guy. "Forget the list, he goes to the block."

"By your orders ma'am. I'm sorry Cain." The captain pulled me next to the others. Oh my God. This is not good. There was a guy with a huge axe and the axe was bloody.

The captain called over a prisoner. His face was completely unchanged and straight. He got on his knees and.. Oh no.. Oh shit! The execution sliced off his head. "You Imperial bastards!" A woman yelled.

"Justice!"

"Death to the Stormcloaks!"

"Next, you. The guy with the weird hair!" She pointed at me. I stumbled a little. "Come on traitor, we don't have all day." I walked over to the woman. She pushed me to my knees and pushes my head down. This is it.. I'm gone... I closed my eyes and waited for my end.

::Bame's POV::

Where is the fucking dragon?! Alduin?! Where the fuck are you? I can't let them kill Cain!

*Grahhhh!*

Oh there's the roar. Oh shit! The headsman isn't hesitating! I have to act fast! I started sprinting to the headsman and inhaled a deep breath. "Fus Ro... DAH!" The headsman launched into the air and slammed against the wall. The captain was in the line of sight and she flew down the stairs. The guards unsheathed their swords and attempted to arrest me. I threw up my hands in surrender.

Finally the dragon came into view. "What in Oblivion is that?!" Tullius screamed. The dragon landed on the watch tower and shouted a weird shout. The imperials completely took their focus off me and started firing arrows at the dragon. Then it was starting to rain meteors. Oh shit!

I picked up Cain to his feet and cut off his hand bindings. He looked at me with a confused look. "Come on Cain! Follow me now!" I waved him to follow me to the nearest guard tower. In there, was Ralof and Ulfric.

"Who are you?" Ulfric asked.

"Doesn't matter! We have to get the fuck outta here! Away from Alduin!" His eyes shot wide open in awe.

"Alduin the World-Eater himself!?"

"No time to talk. We have to move out of here!" I pulled Cain up the stairs and waited for the wall to bust open.

Almost on cue, Alduin's head bursted through the wall and exhaled fire on an unfortunate Stormcloak. "Cain, jump! It's our only way to live!" He looked at me with concern but still jumped to the broken inn. I jumped right after him. My legs withstood the jump, but Cain had a limp in his right leg. Shit..

"Come on Cain, I have to get you to safety now!" He gave me an expressionless look and got up. We ran down the stairs, out a hole in the wall and met up with Hadvar. He was trying to guide a young boy to safety.

"You're doing good, come on this way!" The boy ran to him just after Alduin landed right behind exhaling huge waves of fire. This was fucking insane. I remember the game, but this is just so much more dangerous and completely fatal. The boy ran up to Hadvar and cowered behind him. "Gunnar, take care of the kid, I have to join General Tullius in the fight."

"Gods guide you Hadvar."

Hadvar directed his gaze to Cain and I. "Still alive Cain? Stay with me if you want to stay that way. And you too."

I nodded. "I got your back. Cain has a hurt leg first."

He wrapped an arm around Cain's shoulder and quickly started walking to the wall on the other side of the road. Meanwhile, there are still meteors rocketing to the ground.

We came up to the wall and Alduin landed right on top of it. We leaned our backs to the wall and the dragon exhaled fire on an unlucky Imperial soldier. The dragon then lifted back off into the air and Hadvar motioned us to resume running for it. The body we came across was just putrid. I hacked a little, it smelled so damn bad. I felt sorry for the damn guy.

We were back into the streets and we were coming up to the keep. Right on cue, Ralof appeared. "Ralof, you damn traitor! Out of my way!" Hadvar hissed.

"You aren't catching us today Hadvar. We are escaping!"

"Well I hope that dragon takes you all to Sovngarde!"

Ralof took no offense to the clear insult and he looked at Cain and I. "Come on this way!" He started running to one door to the keep. Hadvar ran to the other door.

"Come on prisoner and kinsman, this way!" I directed Cain to Hadvar and I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and followed Hadvar into the keep.

There's chapter 8. I hope that you liked it. I thought it was time to bring in another big character. Well, I guess we will see what happens. :) please review!