AN: So here chapter 2. Of my Skyrim insert fanfic. Surprising hardly anyone has read it, but it might be because i put it up on a week end anyway.
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Chapter 2- Arriving in Skyrim
I was not sure if it was pitch black or my eyes where closed but all i knew was that a darkness had completely enveloped me. I looked around trying to find even the smallest bit of light. I needed to find out where i was, but there was no light, and so i was left not knowing. My reached out with my arms trying to fin anything in reach, but i could find nothing within their reach. Thinking about it in fact i found that i was not even lying on anything 'strange' i thought. 'could this be a dream?' i remember reading somewhere that when you realise you are dreaming, that you can normally easily take control of it. Where i had read this information i didn't know. Thinking about it i wasn't sure about anything, it was as if my mind was hollowed out, but it was a dream so i did not worry i would remember everything when i woke up. So i willed my dream to become a lush open meadow. And nothing, not a blade of grass appeared. I waited and waited letting some time pas by and nothing happened.
I started to panic when i realised that i had no control over my surrounding. Even if it was my dream i should have be able do something, anything. So again i willed something into existence. I went for something simple this time. Trying to quell my uneasiness. I wanted light, nothing to big just a small light so that i could see my hands.
Just like the first attempt, it was useless there was no change to my surroundings. My uneasiness turned back to panic as it finally dawned on me this isn't a dream. Then where was i? I tried to voice my question but found that no sound came from my mouth. There was nothing stopping my from speaking, i could feel the air in my lungs rise up and my vocal cords vibrate to create the sound but nothing, no matter what i did no sound left my mouth.
My mind raced as it tried so very hard to work out what was happening to me, however nothing came to mind, all i wanted to do was to be out of this place to be back home. I once again was reminded about my lack of memories.
Suddenly i could feel air starting to move past me, i welcomed this new sensation as it distracted me from the darkness. The sensation grew stronger as more and more air moved past me. It too like the darkness became unnerving as it now added to the feeling of weightlessness, it felt as if i was falling. Then light. Blinding light washed over my eyes, i had to close my eyes for a moment so they could adjust.
I wished i had never opened my eyes because when i opened them again, i found myself looking at the ground. However the ground was not under me but bellow me. Far bellow me, maybe four hundred meters or so and was quickly approaching. I could see for miles and miles, i was falling into some snow covered mountainous area.
I was free falling to my death. No wonder i could not speak, the words where lost in the hale of wind that enveloped me, and the sensation of weightlessness was me falling at terminal velocity. Although i was falling to my death i was surprisingly calm. I knew that at this height and speed that i would not feel any pain, that i would just hit the ground and be dead. So i closed my eyes and waited for my inevitable end. A while later I hit the ground hard and fast. I felt no pain. I was right i simply died. 'so what now?' i asked. I was dead so what next? A set of pearly white gates? Or will i be reincarnated? Or was i stuck in limbo?. All i knew was that it was cold, and painful very painful as if i was hit by a truck...or i had fallen a great distance. My eyes had not opened since i closed them. So i opened them.
I was looking down at a thick blanket of snow. My body had slightly sunk into the soft snow leaving most of my head buried within it. I used my arms to push myself up and out of the snow, pushing myself into a kneeling position. Although the snow was cold it did not compare to the icy chill of the wind that was far less forgiving as it penetrated my thin clothing. I looked up from the ground to find i was in a small clearing surrounded from all sides by pine trees covered in a thick blanket of snow. If it was not so darn cold it would be a beautiful sight. I signed in relief what i was not dead...
A deep rumbling growl growl emanated from my left. I slowly got up on my feet and turned my head in the direction of the sound to find a pair of gold eyes staring back at mine. Its dagger like white teeth where on show as it continued to growl. Its fur was somewhat long helping it keep warm in the cold climate. The fur was a light gray allowing it to easily blend in with the shadowy forest around us. Its body was large almost as big as mine its head would probably reach my stomach if i was standing. Its paws where planted sturdily within the snow, its sharpened claws protruding from them. Which looked like they could easily tear my flesh apart. Its tail was compactly straight, parallel with the rest of its body. '...not dead yet.' I thought as i stared at the beast.
I had never seen wolves outside of books or films and documentary's. Only now did i finally realise how scary and intimating a wolf truly was. I could only stare at it, i knew i had no chance of fighting if off. I could not out run from it, so there was nothing for me to do but wait for it to strike.
It felt as if minuets had passed since i turned and looked upon the instrument of my death, but it had only been a matter of seconds. When the wolf had finished its growl it charged forward at an alarming speed. By now i had turned completely around to face the wolf. When it was only a few meters away the wolf leapt into the air.
Like the fall i could do nothing but watch my death so i closed my eyes hoping that the wolf would give me a quick death with as little pain as possible. Against my better judgement i raised my hands in front of me to try and stop the wolf. And i waited and waited, but no sharp teeth drove themselves into my neck to tear it out.
I opened my eyes out of curiosity to find the wolf on the ground a few meters way. What was more surprising then that was that there was an almost invisible wall between me and the wolf. I would not have been able to see it if it was not for the ripples that flowed over it. It remained me of a droplet falling into water. At its epicentre, where it flowed out of my outstretched left hand the waves quickly moved outwards until it reached its end turning into a bright blue oval ring. 'what the fuck' was all i could think as my mind tried to register what was happening. I was producing a wall of energy to protect myself. It was like magic. No correction it was magic. I could use magic. I did not have time to question it further
As the wolf quickly regained its composure. It was once again on its feet growling at me, although this time it was more curious. It did not move a muscle as it tried to work out how it should attack me next.
I decided that now was my change to put some distance between me and the beast, so i slowly shuffled backwards not wanting to turn my around and expose my unprotected back. The wolf did not move from its spot as it watched me as i moved further way, it clearly was content in just watching me for now. I knew that the instant i gave it an opening it would once again ponce. Fate had given the wolf its opportunity as i stumbled backwards over something. I fell onto my ass, my concentration faltered and so to did the spell. The spells intensity faded emitting far less light then before. The beast saw its chance and once again descended upon me. I knew for sure that the spell would not hold the second onslaught from the wolf. With my free hand i felt around for something, anything that would help me fight off the wolf.
Then i felt it. It was cold and sharp. I had felt this feeling before and knew what it was. I grabbed it from the floor pointing the sharp end at the approaching beast. The wolf smashed against the invisible wall again but this time it shattered. The wolf still had some of its momentum left as it fell towards me with its jaws wide open clearly aiming for my neck. Its impact with the spell had slowed it down enough allowing me to react. I plunged the dagger forward aiming for the wolfs chest. The dagger effortlessly cut into the wolfs hide, passing between its ribs. The wolf fell on top of me its teeth grazing my neck drawing a small amount of blood before it could bite down. The blade finally made contact with the creatures heart, stopping it quite literally stopping it dead in its tracks.
Its body now limp forced all its weight on to me. Its heavy body was hard to move but after a few moments was lying at my side, its blood poring into the snow turning it deep red in colour. With it now off of me i could now move. I decided it was best to stand up, and so i did. I then turned and look down at what i had tripped over only twenty seconds ago. To my horror i found the body of a man, face down with his throat torn out. His blood like the wolves had pooled out into the snow staining it red. On closer inspection he was wearing what looked like leather armour and a fur cloak which had a backpack over it. On one side of the backpack was a quiver of arrows and on the other was a wooden bow.
I put two and two together. He had been killed by the wolf, but why was he wearing leather armour and had a bow and arrows? Why was there a wolf out here? Where was here anyway? I did not know where i was but i was sure i was nowhere near ever my home was. Hell wherever i was it was dangerous, and cold. I looked upon the man in the snow. 'its cold and he doesn't need his cloths any more.' I did not like the idea that was running through my mind. Was wearing a short sleeved white top, a pair of dark denim jeans and a pair of black socks. So my cloths did little to protect me from the elements.
It took me a few minutes to remove the stuff from the body. And a few more minuets to dawn on the leather armour. It was surprisingly comfortable, fitting me almost perfectly. The fur cloak did a good job in keeping me warm and keeping the wind out. I then took the time to search the backpack. It had some dried meats and bread inside, a pouch of water, a few small oddly coloured flasks, some basic survival gear, camping gear like a pot and utensils and lastly there was a sleeping bag which was strapped to the bottom of the backpack. It still had enough room of a bit more stuff. After investigating the backpack i pulled it over my shoulders and adjusted its straps so it would sit comfortably on my back. I then added the quiver and bow to my back. Although the stuff on my back was far lighter then i imagined. Clearly the man travelled as light as possible. Lastly i placed my new trusty dagger into its leather sheath on my new belt. Now finished equipping myself i gave myself a once over, finding everything in order i knelt down next to the dead man. "Sorry for stealing from you, but i need this more then you. I hope you find peace in death." i stayed still and closed my eyes giving the man a few seconds of silence.
After giving my respect i found myself looking around, the forest here was thick and the low hanging branch's of the pines obscured my view. I could not see more then 20 meters or so. I had to now rely on other senses to get out.I focused on trying to hear the tell tale sounds of civilization or humans. There it was a sound that i recognised, the sound of clattering hooves smashing against cobblestone.
I moved quickly towards the sound of the horses. Finding myself at the edge of a cobble road that cut the forest in half. The cobble road moved down the slope heading to god knows where. Above me there where ten horses coming downhill. They defended the slope in single file. There where four of them at front and back each with a rider, every one of them wore Roman styled armour. In the middle the last two horses pulled a wooden carriage each, both where open topped allowing me to look at the passengers inside.
The second carriage was blocked from view by a pine tree, so i could only observe the first one. The first carriage was filled with people wearing blue armour. Then it hit me like a tonne of bricks. The land i saw when i fell. The spell i used against the wolf, the weird leather armour and equipment the dead man had. The red Roman like armour and the blue steel and iron armour. It all told me one thing that i was in Nirn, on the continent of Tamriel in the land of Skyrim. How i knew of of this information about this world confused me, i so much knowledge of this world yet none about where i had come from.