Disclaimer: I don't own Oblivion or any of it's characters, only Anirria and some other random characters scattered around.
A/N: Hey guys! Thank you so much for all of the reviews, they really help me out. And I really hope you liked last chapter! It didnt take me too long but I did have some trouble with it. I also hope you like this chapter! Anirria finally gets to the Sanctuary and I finally get to send her on contracts. *evil laugh* And sorry for not getting the dialoge right and forgetting to make Lucien tell Anirria the password. e.e I didnt realize I did until after I published it. ANNND since I forgot to make Lucy tell Arii the password, I need to build around that and stray away from my original plot for this, causing it to not be my best work and seem rushed. Bleh. x.x Hope you like it though! :D
Walking into Cheydinhal, I looked down to adjust my dagger and saw something written on my arm. Scowling, I made out a few words but couldnt understand the rest. I never really learned how to read, besides a few basic words. Looking over the symbols on my arm again, I made out bits and peices of it.
...House... basement... black door... answer...
Damnit, why couldnt I listened to my grandfather when he tried to teach me? I walked over to a bench and plopped down, seething with frustration. I hadnt ever really needed to know big words, so I just went with what I knew. But this... This is impossible. I looked over at the abondoned house and sighed. Maybe I could knock or something. I stood up and quickly rushed to the door. Crouching down, I looked around to see if there was anyone around to see me. Nope. I pulled a lockpick out of my bra and the door swung open. I made my way inside and found the basement door, and I went inside.
Looking around I saw a hole in the wall. I walked up to check it out and saw a strange glowing light. Maybe thats the Black Door I... kinda read about? I quickly made my way through the tunnel and saw a door with a figure of a woman with a dagger about to stab five small children. A skull was above the woman, and the door itself glowed red. I could hear some sort of chanting, and when I blocked my ears I realized it was in my head. Damnit, reminds me of my time when I worshipped Daedra..
"What is the color of night?" I jumped and looked around, startled. I looked at the door and knew that was the thing I needed to answer to get in. But, due to my incredible smarts, I didnt know what the password is.
"Uhm... Well, you see, Mister Door, I don't really know how to read so I..." I trailed off and slumped against the wall, head in hands. I'm talking to a door. I groaned and unsheathed my dagger, examining it. I could see blood stained on it, and when I had tried to wash it the blood remained.
"So I guess I'm not allowed in, eh? I wish Lucien had told me the password instead of writing it on my damn arm." I raised my arm and waved it around, as though I was showing a bunch of people. "I mean, I can hardly even read!" All of a sudden I heard the door open up, and a dark figure emerged. They looked at me and froze.
"Hi." I said simply, fiddling with my dagger. Looking up at the figure I could tell it was a female, but everything else was unclear. I held out my arm, scowling. "Since you came out from there, I'm guessing youre part of the Dark Brotherhood. I'm also guessing you can read." The figure hesitanly took off her hood and I saw it was an Imperial, maybe around my age. She looked down at my forearm and shook her head, sighing.
"Lucien said someone was coming. The password is Sanguine, my Brother."
After I had finally made it past the Demon Door, I was greeted by an Argonian by the name of Ocheeva. She gave me a strange set of red and black tight leather armor, complete with complicated buckles and pockets to hold poisons and small weapons in. Another girl, Antoinetta Marie, had helped me into my uniform and had also brushed my hair since we're sisters now, as she said. I had an uneasy feeling about her, but I brushed it off as paranoia. There was also an Orc named Gogron gro-Bolmog, who hugged me almost to death when he met me; another Argonian named Teinaava who is Ocheevas egg-mate, or twin if you prefer; Telaendril, an ambitious Bosmer who is almost always talking about her rank; and a Khajiit named M'raaj-Dar who isnt overly fond of me.
Ocheeva then instructed me to go meet a man named Vicente Valtiari downstairs, and he would give me my first contract.
I took a deep breath before heading into Vicentes office/living quarters. I had found a necklace on my bed that apparently all the assassins had, and when I put it on I realized it was heavily enchanted with sneakiness, stronger poison, and a strong detect life spell. Cool. I could see his life force through the doors, and noticed it was more solid than the others. Opening the door and looking in, I saw why. He was a vampire.
"Ah, you must be Anirria. Please don't let my appearance... unnerve you." The Breton smiled and I could see his fangs. I shuddered. Creepy.
We talked for a while and I grew more relaxed with the Breton, not afraid of his fangs or red eyes. In fact, I found them interesting. He gave me a contract to kill a pirate, and I went off to bed.
I opened my eyes and looked around, trying to adjust to the darkness. I was standing in a dimly lit bedroom, and I could hear the laughter of a woman and child all around me. I walked over to a door and when I tried to open it, it slammed open and a small boy ran through, giggling, with a young woman trailing behind him, laughing. I gave a small smile at them, but I had an uneasy feeling in my gut.
"Alright, Mathieu. Go hide and I'll find you!" The woman- mother, by my guess- giggled. The boy- Mathieu- sped away and hid under the bed when his mother covered her eyes to count, facing the far wall. Mathieu covered his mouth to stiffle his giggles, and I smiled again. I never want kids, but they are pretty adorable. Suddenly I heard the window slide open, and my assassin instincts took over, telling me what was happening. I felt the urge to call out to the mother, but I couldnt move. I watched in a mixture of fascination and horror as the black robed man grabbed a now screaming woman but her hair and cut through her neck, blood going everywhere. I couldnt move to cover my ears from the sickly sound of blade against bone, but I didnt want to anymore. the sound of blade, bone, and blood, followed by an empty silence, is the music of death, the orchastration of Sithis himself.
I snapped out of my dark haze and looked at the boy, his mouth agape with terror, tears silently streaming down his face. He let out a soft sob before covering his mouth again, afraid the hooded man with get him to. I saw the man take out his dagger and used it as a mirror to look under the bed. To my immense surprise, the shadowy figure just walked back out the window, letting the boy scamper to his mothers severed head. He cradled it to his chest and started singing.
"Mother, mother, as you lie the dark man comes and makes you die, and daddys hands are red with guilt, for he destroyed the life we built. Father prayed, and guess who came? The hooded man in Sithis' name who left but then he came once more, to pass through window wall and door. I lie in fear, my mouth agape as wicked blade did cleave your nape for I was watching 'neath the bed to see the falling of your head, and when your face lie on the floor our loving eyes did meet once and so I pledged to you one day the Brotherhood would dearly pay and just as they took me from you I'd find and kill their Mother too but theres someplace I need to start and that's with fathers beating heart and when thats done I'll sing and dance to celebrate A DEAD LACHANCE!" The boy, now a man clad in black robes with a hood hiding his face, looked at me and laughed. And laughed. And laughed. "And the fool girl wont know what to do when he is dead and she's mine too! Me and mother, fool and I, celebrated all our life, Lachance will die and mother will be free once more, away from Sithis at ou door."
Before I knew it I was covered in blood, blade in hand, surrounded by bodies in robes. And I was laughing.
I woke up screaming, clawing at my bleeding arms and crying. I curled up into a ball on my bed, sobbing and softly singing the song from my nightmare.
A/N: I know, I know, I was going to put in the contact part in this chapter but I didn't. I just redid the part with Bellamonts diary and it got stuck in my head as a weird song so I decided to make Arri (Anirria) have a weird future telling dream thing.. ._. I hope you liked it though! :D Next chapter should have a contract, unless I forget or change my mind again. e.e