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Chapter 11: Sheogorath's Cheese Factory (I am running out of title ideas, sorry if it is umm… cheesy.)
"Sheogorath! Can't this wait? I need to tend to my mother and other matters." Janice yelled at the Daedric Prince, not really caring since they both are as powerful as each other.
"So, you want to visit my Cheese Factory instead? You, your mother and your husband can have a wonderful ride from milk to finished cheese! See, I just need you to become milk first and-" Sheogorath started to retort before Janice cuts in, "you know that my father would not allow that to happen."
"Which father? The useless beggar or the all powerful Time God?" Derkeethus asked.
"Which do you think?" Jane shot the lizard a look that suggest Derkeethus is dumb. "And he is not a useless beggar! You should have seen his resumé, you would be impressed."
"Just what kind of secrets my family keeps hiding from me!" Janice yelled in frustration, not giving the Mad God the attention he should have. "I don't even know what my father do!"
"Yes you do! He governs time!" Derkeethus shouted.
"I know that! I mean what my other father do." Janice screamed in anger at what might be a slightly mentally challenged husband and Emperor.
"Oh, would you shut up!" Alduin yelled as she landed on Janice's head, claws wrapped around the spikes on the Daedric helmet, wings braced against the shoulders.
"I think I will turn you all into cheese right now! Anyway, do you want to challenge me today or tomorrow?!" Sheogorath yelled in rage.
Meanwhile, the audience were staring at the exchange, not sure what is going to happen and what is even happening. "And if you all would stop staring, then I won't have to turn you into cheese!" Sheogorath shouted again.
"Tomorrow!" Janice yelled in frustration at the Mad God, thinking that this was one of his ways to make people crazy.
"Fine! Goodbye!" Sheogorath said as he disappeared.
[Lunch in the Imperial Palace Royal Dining Hall (A/N: Relatively generic one, no need for elaboration), Janice third-person POV]
"So, mom, I want to know what you two are hiding!" Janice exclaimed to the Khajiit couple; J'Zhar Senior had saw fit to come and congratulate his... half-daughter.
"We are in just about every faction you had joined in Skyrim, we laid low so that you didn't notice us, we even use different names. That was how you didn't know when we spot you going through the name lists. However, hubby here decided to interact with you in the College, you remember J'zargo? Show her honey." Jane said to the Khajiit father.
"Have you mastered the Expert level destruction spells yet?" J'Zhar (A/N: I am just going to use J'Zhar from now on, the one in the game already died, so there isn't a need for 'Senior' anymore) said as he imitated J'zargo while placing two fake locks of hair on his snout.
"Great, so what have you learn there, father?" Janice asked her father, the apparent student from the college.
"I learnt to never cross magic with you…" J'Zhar said as he shivers from the memory of what happened in the college, if not for his child's role in stopping Ancano, he would have died.
"Oh really? You always seemed so confident about challenging me. And what is with the scrolls you asked me to help you with? Couldn't you at least made a safer spell?" Janice asked.
"Sorry about that, your mother was really angry with me when she found out." J'Zhar said defensively.
"Why are you so scared?" Derkeethus asked, trying to comfort the man.
"You have a demigod wife and you ask me?" J'Zhar told the green lizard.
"That makes the two of us." Derkeethus said as he scooted closer to the quivering Khajiit.
"Are we that scary?" Janice whispered to her mother.
"If you have the skills to level an entire army by yourself, then yes." Jane whispered back. "Especially for someone who is an actual demigod."
"Oh, that makes sense." Janice whispered back.
"Look at them, they are probably plotting how to kill us!" J'Zhar screamed in terror.
"What?! Who said we are going to kill you?!" Jane and Janice shouted at their husband/father.
"Come here honey, I am not going to bite." Janice told Derkeethus.
"You already have…" Derkeethus shuddered.
[After lunch]
"Well, we can't even have a normal lunch! Why can't we have a normal family?" Janice exclaimed.
"What aspects of heroes are exactly normal?" Jane told her daughter.
"I guess you are right, I mean, for one, you guys aren't exactly my parents and I have a sister." Janice replied.
"You know that we will always be your parents, the soul might not be from us, but your body is, right?" Jane said as she hugged the Khajiit dressed in the Emperor's robes.
"You want a lift home?" Janice said as they separated. "I can call for a convoy."
"We sold your house and bought one here." Jane told the Time God's daughter.
"Mom! If you have told me you are going to live here, I could have arranged a room in the Palace!" Janice exclaimed.
"Oh you don't have to trouble yourself, honey." Jane replied as they went down the hallway leading to the Throne Room.
"Your Highness! As part of the Royal Family, we require you to stay at the Palace!" Cocceius called out as he chased after the two Khajiits.
"See mom? It is part of the protocol." Janice said to the slightly angry woman.
"Oh fine! J'Zhar! We are moving again!" Jane called out to her husband.
"Noooo…" J'Zhar cried, not wanting to carry most of the items again.
"Stop groaning or I will burn you again!" Jane said as she pushed the scared man out of the Throne Room's doors.
"Cruelty certainly runs in the family." Alduin commented, Derkeethus had decided to stay in bed for the rest of the day.
"On both sides it seems, Akatosh didn't want to save me when he had the chance. And you are the embodiment of it." Janice replied.
"Right, about that, he was busy making Nirn to care, hehe!" Alduin said with a laugh.
"You know, sometimes you just need to shut up, sister." Janice said as she mockingly strangles the black dragoness.
"Just kill me and be done with it!" Alduin choked as Janice let go.
"No I can't, if you die, who would be there to bring balance?" Janice shot back.
"Oh fine! You were always the favourite of Akatosh anyway. Why don't I ever get the good things?" Alduin said as she sulked.
"Come on, if it make you feel any better, at least he didn't want me to send your soul back to Aetherius that soon." Janice said.
"He only did that so that I can come to regret that I killed my sister which then brought me eons of pain!" Alduin retorted, nearly in tears.
"If it will make you feel better, I guess I could teach you some spells for self-defence and I can craft some armour for you. Speaking of armour, I think I better craft some for my dragon form, that Dragonbane sword went through the scales too quickly." Janice said softly as she picks up the crying form of Alduin.
"That would be nice," Alduin answered as she stopped crying.
"But only for self-defence! I don't know what father will say of this, but don't go around killing people, alright?" Janice warned.
"What use can I possibly have for such pathetic spells anyway?" Alduin shot back.
"Alright, fine. What do you want to learn? I am going to bring you to the armoury so that we can get you and I measured." Janice explained as they head for the armoury.
"I want to learn Wall of Flames, Shock and Ice, Incinerate, Icy Spear and Thunderbolt, Lightning Storm, Blizzard and Firestorm, Fireball, Icy Storm, Flame, Ice and Storm Thrall as well as Dread Zombie and Mayhem." Alduin listed in delight.
"You know that I can't teach you half of what you listed right? Those are some powerful spells. What I can teach you is Flames, Frostbite and Sparks and Incinerate, Icy Spear and Thunderbolt only. I don't want you to go using Lightning Storm on everybody now, that would certainly be disastrous." Janice said in a disciplinary tone.
"Fine! Though you never know whether I need that extra power, you know…" Alduin retorted.
"No means no, you don't get powerful spells and I won't have to explain everything to father." Janice scolded.
"If you teach me Lightning Storm, I will teach you about your other powers beyond spellcasting and shouts~," Alduin teased in a sing-song like manner.
"Since when were you this cheery? And what can I do beyond what I can do now?" Janice asked as she walked into the armoury.
"Since you wanted to give me some armour! And you can actually do a lot more than what you can do now. You could transform somebody or yourself into anything, create an object out of thin air, kill someone with your mind and shrink or grow something or yourself." Alduin exclaimed excitedly. "And I just want you to teach me Lightning Storm!"
"Fine! But I really don't want to catch you using it on innocent targets." Janice said as she walked towards a forge worker. "Can you measure out my dragon form? I need to craft some armour for myself."
"No problem, Your Majesty!" The worker said.
"Let's head outside, it is a little cramped in here." Janice told the worker as she made for the door.
[Outside]
"Alright, here is what you got to do, Alice." Janice said as she explained how to use the destruction spells to Alduin as the worker measures her.
"I will teach you later, don't want to get caught." Alduin whispered when Janice finishes.
"Fair enough," Janice whispered back.
[A few minutes later]
"Alright, Your Majesty, the measurements you asked for is done!" The worker said as he placed a roll of paper in front of Janice's snout.
"Thank you, now, go get me the materials in this list." Janice said as she used Telekinesis to fish out a slip of paper and hand it to the worker.
"Right away, Your Majesty!" The worker said as he went away.
"Alright, let's see." Janice said as she transforms and pick up the roll.
"I am really that big?" Janice exclaimed when she saw the big numbers.
"Yes, fatty." Alduin replied sarcastically.
"Very funny." Janice retorted as she made for the empty forge downstairs. "How about I put a few extra zeros when I measure you later?"
"No you won't." Alduin retorted.
"Whatever, come here, I need to take measurements." Janice said as she grabbed the surprised dragoness from her shoulder and roughly measured her.
"Not so rough!" Alduin protested. "I'm your sister!"
"Whatever, just stay quiet." Janice said as she finishes. "Masterpieces can only be created when the master is concentrated, not distracted."
"Fine then," Alduin said as she sees Janice starting to haul large pieces of Daedric metal out of the forge before shaping them into armour very quickly.
"Umm… Shouldn't masterpieces take a while to create?" Alduin asked as Janice finished her armour.
"What? Oh, a true master works fast. See? I already tempered and enchanted it already." Janice said as she puts the armour away inside a small pouch on her belted robes, the armour shrinking for reasons unknown.
"Now for yours." Janice said as her hands quickly went into a blur over the forge, workbench and the enchanting table that was in the room.
"Try it on." Janice said as she strapped the helmet onto Alduin's face, the face plate completely covering her upper jaws, only leaving room for her spikes to show through the helmet.
"It feels really nice in here, like I am protected." Alduin said from under the helmet.
"Of course you are, now let us put on the rest." Janice said.
Alduin's full armour covers the back of her neck as well as it's front, leaving the sides covered in Daedric chainmail for flexibility, most of her spikes poking through the armour. Her body armour consists of two large pieces, one to cover her chest and belly and the other for her back, with a large number of holes for the bigger spikes. Chainmail was worn around the body. As with the neck armour, the tail armour sported the same pattern. Thin pieces of armour was laced around where the bones are.
"This looks good…" Alduin said as she looked into a mirror Janice had produced, the black and red armour shining in the dim light.
"Glad you like it, I designed it myself. Our armours are the same, except mine is bigger, of course." Janice told the armoured dragoness as she pat her on the head. "Let's go outside, I want to put on mine." Janice said excitedly, beckoning a few workers to her as she went out.
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"You look stunning, the black and red certainly compliments your white scales!" Alduin said with fascination in her eyes.
"Thanks, I wonder if the armour won't just fall off when I transform though." Janice said in concern.
"There is only one way to find out." Alduin said.
Fortunately for Janice, the armour melded into her flesh as she transforms back. Janice sighed in relief as she does not want to get squashed by the heavy armour before she could brace herself.
"It is getting late, I think I can practice the powers after dinner." Janice told the dragoness.
"You might want to bathe first, you are very dirty!" Alduin said as she looked at Janice's blackened robes.
"I guess you are right." Janice said as she transforms and flew to the top of the tower, not caring if her subjects were staring in awe at the heavily armoured white dragon. The armour didn't seem to be of any hindrance to her at all, despite the weight.
"I guess this is as good time as any to learn how to shrink." Janice said to the smaller black dragoness as they landed on the extended balcony. "I don't want to keep transforming just so that I can go indoors."
"Right, just visualize yourself getting smaller, your powers would handle the rest for you." Alduin told the white dragon.
Closing her eyes, Janice felt herself shrinking, but something was wrong, she wasn't stopping at the level she thought she had visualized. Opening her eyes, she stared up at the huge black dragoness' head. "Ahh!" Janice screamed in fright.
"You shrunk way too small, I can't even see you!" Alduin exclaimed, her breath nearly toppling the now marble size white dragoness.
"Down here!" Janice called out, her tiny vocal cords making her voice very high.
"Oh, there you are!" Alduin said as she leveled an eye parallel to the ground, the thick armour not letting her go any further downwards. "Try the same, except in reverse!"
After a few tries, one of which nearly made Janice fall off the huge balcony and Alduin nearly crushed, she finally got the size right and was now as big as Alduin. "Please get it right next time…" Alduin trembled as she remembered her near death experience under one of Janice's claws.
"I think I get the hang of it already, don't worry." Janice said as she head inside with Alduin following her.
[After dinner, 7 p.m. Emperor and Empress suite, Dragon Janice third-person POV]
"Alright, let me get this straight, you have more powers?" Derkeethus asked as he had wondered how Janice got in earlier in her dragon form while he was sleeping.
"Yeah, I can kill someone indirectly, transform myself or others into anything, create objects from nowhere and change mine or something's size, like yours for instance." Janice said as she used her powers to shrink Derkeethus to the size of a child's doll.
"Change me back! Change me back!" Derkeethus panicked as he ran around in circles.
"Come here you!" Janice said as she grabbed Derkeethus and hugged him under one wing.
"Help me!" Derkeethus cried out.
"Not going to happen," Janice and Alduin said in unison, like the twin sisters they are.
Ignoring the struggling, Janice asked, "so, how do I turn myself and other things into different things?"
"Just imagine the object and project it onto yourself or another person." Alduin said.
"Okay, let's see, I imagine that you are a tall, thin, black-scaled Argonian woman!" Janice shouted at her sister.
"Oh shit…" Alduin said as she transforms into a naked Argonian woman, her scales as black as it is on her dragon form.
"You now have a humanoid form!" Janice screamed in excitement as Derkeethus eyed the woman in secret.
"Great, just change me back already! I don't have any clothes on!" Alduin said from her faced down position, not used to a humanoid's body.
"Right." Janice said as she reversed the spell. "Though that might be useful for infiltrating as a spy. Nobody is going to know who you are."
"Spying? I thought the treaty said no spying?" Alduin said as she got up.
"They don't know you, as long as you are not caught talking to me, it should be fine." Janice told her sister. "Besides, I can always give you another look if you get caught while on the job."
"Now, for the creation of objects" Janice started. "I assume it is the same process except not targeting anyone?"
"Yes, try summoning a chicken, you can try your kill power on it." Alduin replied.
"Okay, what do I do now?" Janice said as a chicken materializes.
"Just imagine that it is dead, you can only use this ability once a month though." Alduin said.
"Once a month? That is too long! I am killing it the old way!" Janice said as she chomps down on the chicken, swallowing it whole like the predator dragons are born to be.
"That works just fine." Alduin said, licking the blood off the floor.
Unnerved by the act, Derkeethus quickly squirmed out of Janice's grip. "Where are you going?" Janice shouted, before remembering something.
"What is going on?" Derkeethus asked as he felt himself changing.
"Nicely done!" Alduin congratulated the white dragoness as she picked up a green dragon juvenile with her jaws and set it down on the bed.
"I hate you right now." Squeaked the baby as Janice jumped on the bed, getting ready to sleep.
"Whatever, tomorrow's going to be a long day, so sleep Derkeethus." Janice said as she brought Derkeethus' slightly terrified1 form close to her head in a hug before falling asleep.
[The next day, bedroom, Janice third-person POV]
Waking up, Janice notice the sleeping form of the juvenile green dragon, for some reason, she had saw it fit to make her husband resemble Paarthurnax. Probably because she had never encountered a green dragon long enough to study it's form or because she only knew Paarthurnax as the only green dragon she had met, she would never know, she never took stock of what the attacking dragons looked like in detail. "Hey, wake up honey." Janice softly spoke to Derkeethus as she gently poke with a wing.
"Wahh? Oh, good morning. Can you change me back now?" Derkeethus greeted, having gotten slightly more comfortable in the form.
"Fine, get ready." Janice said as she place Derkeethus on the floor.
"That's better." Derkeethus said as he got up and stretched. "So, what are we doing today?" He asked Janice as he picked her up from the bed.
"I have a battle with Sheogorath remember?" Janice said as she wiggled in Derkeethus' arms to get comfortable, armour clanging as she went along.
"Right, what is he going to be doing?" Derkeethus asked as he had to carry Janice bridal style.
"I am quite sure it is going to involve a lot of magic, so I am going to deploy stealth." Janice answered as she saw Alduin waking up from her pet bed.
"Good morning!" Alduin greeted. "Good luck in the battle! I will be with Derkeethus."
"Neither of you will be away, I need you. If I am right, he would want to bring some people along with him2." Janice said.
"So what is your plan if you want to go stealthily? We aren't exactly the sneaky types." Derkeethus asked the black and white bundle in his arms.
"Just distract them, I will find a way to kill them. Since the people he will be bringing is going to be Daedra, I don't need the signal to kill them." Janice replied. "Now, let's go have breakfast, I believe the healers should have finished healing Jordis, Calder and my mother by now."
[Breakfast, 8 a.m. Dining hall]
"So, the White Dragon of Good Morals want us to fight the Daedra?" Calder asked Janice who is sipping her porridge.
"Just distract them, I have other plans." Janice answered as she looked up from the meal.
[Arena, Blue team HQ, Janice third-person POV, 8:30 a.m.]
Janice had decided that she would wear her Dragonscale armour and have her Daedric set in her inventory in case things go downhill.
"So, how is it like wearing our own kin?" Alduin asked her sister.
"Shut it…" Janice mumbled in dread.
"Painful isn't it?" Alduin teased.
"You know, I would probably still kill dragons if I know that they are attacking innocents." Janice said. "Just, I don't know if I can still use them as crafting materials anymore…"
"Now you know how I felt." Alduin announced triumphantly.
"Your Majesty, are you ready?" Jordis asked, looking pumped in her Dragonbone armour.
"You know me, I am always ready for anything." Janice said as she puts on her helmet.
"I still don't get why you like carrying your armour and weapons everywhere you go, even to bed sometimes." Derkeethus commented.
"You will never know who will try to kill you in your sleep." Janice replied as the gates opens.
[Battlefield]
"So, you want to bring some extra company, eh? Fine by me!" Sheogorath shouted as he summoned several Golden Saints and Dark Seducers.
"Begin!" The announcer said, seeing that everyone is on field.
Quickly running off, Janice made sure that her group had distracted Sheogorath. Going down, she activates her sneaking abilities, becoming as invisible as the air around her. "Where is she?" The crowd sung in chorus.
Smirking, she decided watch the match for a while, shrinking down to sit on what looks like a high cliff to her when it is just an embossed edge on the wall of the Arena. Calder and Jordis are teaming up to slaughter the Daedra, rather strange for the two that were bitter enemies just two days before. Lydia, Iona and Aegis were forming a protective ring around Derkeethus who is picking off the Daedra with his bow that was enchanted to never miss.
"Where did you get that bow, Your Majesty?" Lydia asked in awe as she pushed back a Golden Saint.
"Janice's God father blessed it!" Derkeethus shouted as he sniped a Dark Seducer in the head.
Meanwhile, Alduin was busy soaring high above the Arena, using Lightning Storm to scorch the hordes of Daedra and shooting Sheogorath in the head a few times as he tries to locate Janice. Where are you? This fight should already be over if you are doing something. Alduin thought.
Suddenly, a cloud of daedric arrows appears in the sky, slightly below Alduin, and started falling, seemingly accelerated by a mysterious force. Seeing the sudden appearance of arrows, Alduin stopped her attack.
Down in the Arena, Janice looked up to see the arrows coming down and smirked, tail wagging in anticipation and excitement. Waving her hand, she directed the arrows down onto every Daedra she sees, saving several hundred arrows for Sheogorath. As the Daedra fall seemingly from nowhere, Sheogorath shouted, "Janice! Come out you coward!"
He is starting to return to his hero mentality3, Janice thought. Getting off the ledge, she quickly turned into her dragon form, not getting bigger for she does not want to be detected. She flew like a fly into the Mad God's helmet and landed on his ear, using Night Eye to help her see in the darkness of the helmet.
"I'm here," Janice whispered into the ear, trying to make her voice deeper to disguise her size.
"Where? Don't play tricks with a Daedric Prince!" Sheogorath said as he spun around, looking for the source.
"I thought you like tricks…" Janice's voice echoed inside Sheogorath's head.
"Loved them! But only when I am the one doing the tricking!" Sheogorath shouted to no one like a fool, though nobody really cared since he IS the Mad God after all.
The housecarls, seeing that Sheogorath is a little off and a little surprised that they were spared the hailstorm of arrows, marched slowly towards Sheogorath, encircling him with their shields forward, kneeled to give more protection. Derkeethus and Alduin had retreated to the wall, wanting to observe and still wondering where Janice could be.
"I'm here! No, here!" Janice kept chanting as the Mad God kept twirling around, looking for the source.
Finally having her fill of tricking a tricks lover, she said as she brought down the remaining arrows, "Take off your helmet, Sheogorath, and look to the sky."
Doing as instructed, expecting Janice to pounce from the top, he instead saw hundreds of arrows hurtling towards him, too close for him to dodge.
Spearing Sheogorath everywhere, Janice hopped off from the man's mysteriously untouched ear and grew bigger. "I told you to not tell me how to defeat you!" Janice shouted at the groaning, bleeding Daedric Prince.
"How…?" Derkeethus started.
"Daedric Princes can be mortally wounded, just like how Martin Septim was able to injure Mehrunes Dagon enough to send him back into Oblivion as the Avatar of Akatosh." Alduin informed Derkeethus.
"Best two out of two!" Sheogorath groaned as he sat up.
"I thought it was two out of three?" Janice asked.
"Well, if you beat me again, there isn't a need for a third match!" Sheogorath exclaimed.
"Never thought I would hear such logic from the Mad God." Janice said.
"Because it isn't," Lydia blurted.
"I wanted to face you head on like the old days! No magic! That was why I brought out my equipment!" Sheogorath whined as he healed himself.
"Very well then." Janice said as she transforms and put on her Daedric armour. "Let's see if new fashion is better than old."
"Is this what you kids have now these days? I feel older already! Not that I age or anything." Sheogorath said as he got up and slide on his helmet.
"Looks like Sheogorath wants to go another round! What will happen this time?" The announcer announced.
Moving back to their original positions, Janice said, "You might want to keep a wide berth from me and him, it might get nasty."
"How nasty?" Derkeethus asked, a little concerned, not that he is afraid that Janice is going to lose.
"Weapons may start flying everywhere, out of control." Janice calmly said as she saw Sheogorath summon more powerful looking Daedra.
"Alright, we will make sure His Majesty doesn't get hurt." Lydia assured Janice.
"I don't need protection!" Derkeethus complained.
"Sure you don't, you just need protection from Falmers is all." Janice said sarcastically. "As well as bandits, wolfs, bears, draugr, spiders, Dwemer automatons and your own mother. I can't blame you for dragons though."
"You don't have to rub it in!" Derkeethus said dejectedly.
"Whatever, we are about to start." Janice said as she took out Chillrend and Ghostblade, ready to slice through the army of Daedra to get to Sheogorath.
"Round 2, let's go!" The announcer said happily, the crowd cheering for the second blood bath.
"I could invade Tamriel if I wanted!" Sheogorath exclaimed as he brought up his shield. "But I was her hero! I would not betray my homeland!"
"You are crazy," Janice said as she went through the thick mass of Daedra rushing forwards, slicing off all the heads of those who gets too close, nodding at the occasional death of a Daedra with an arrow stuck in the head.
Reaching Sheogorath's defensive form, she quickly brought out Longhammer and swung it down hard on the rectangular black and red shield, the impact making a metallic clang that resonated around the Arena. "How do you come here so fast?" Sheogorath said as he recover from the force of the impact.
"Simple, this new design is much more flexible." Janice said as she pried the dented shield off of Sheogorath's painful hands. "Let's not use this piece of old technology, come on! Face me like a man, like a Daedric Prince!" Janice shouted as she kick Sheogorath into the wall behind him.
"Good one, but you got to do more than that!" Sheogorath exclaimed as he charged off the wall.
Swinging his Daedric Greatsword down, Sheogorath found it being blocked by a Greatsword that has two steel coloured blades separated by a gap. "What kind of sword is this? It has a weak spot built into it!" Sheogorath exclaimed.
"Oh, but it isn't the weak spot you should be concerned about, it is how much dexterity I can achieve with it." Janice said as she push off the old fashion blade and whipped it around her to demonstrate her point.
"I will show you that experience beats new technology, youngling!" Sheogorath screamed as he tries to swipe at the Khajiit.
"Not so fast now, old man, you may injure your back." Janice teased as she dodged the attacks.
"Screw you!" Sheogorath yelled as he finally manages to hit Janice, though she showed no signs of pain.
"What…?" Sheogorath said in surprise.
"You should know that you need to hit harder to inflict damage on someone wearing heavy armour, especially someone wearing such a well crafted one." Janice said before slicing through Sheogorath's knees.
"Arrgh!" Sheogorath grunted in pain before he used a healing spell to heal himself again.
Not giving the Daedric Prince a break to get up, Janice bashed the Mad God on the left side of his helmet with the Mace of Molag Bal. "Do you want to give up?" Janice asked as she kneeled down next to the tried Daedric Prince.
"Never!" Sheogorath exclaimed as he threw Janice's light body aside as he got up.
"A very good choice, indeed." Janice said as she avoided being incapacitated by doing a flip.
Taking out his bow, Sheogorath tries to snipe the nimble Khajiit who had brought out her shield to deflect the arrows.
Getting closer to the archer, Janice poured some of her potent health damage poison onto Mehrunes' Razor, holding the shield up using Telekinesis. When she was within deadly throwing distance, she held the blade of the dagger and threw it at the man in old fashioned armour.
"OW! What kind of poison is this?!" Sheogorath yelled as he stumbled around, trying to get the dagger out of his torso, the poison doing its job to weaken him so much that he could not stand anymore.
"One made from a very potent ingredient. You didn't say poisons weren't allowed, so I guess this means I win." Janice said as she kicked the man over.
"This is... really... painful," Sheogorath grunted.
Pulling out the dagger, Janice put the dagger on Sheogorath's neck. "So, you promise to serve under me from now till I die?" Janice demanded.
"Yes…" Sheogorath said weakly.
"Good, the battle is over folks! I win!" Janice said as she raise her hands in a victory pose to a very ecstatic crowd.
Killing off the last of the Daedra, Derkeethus went over and whispered to Sheogorath, "Good luck with that, she is a vampire."
"What?! Nooooooooo!" Sheogorath cried.
A clapping sounded from within the battlefield, then a figure stepped out. Nobody in the Arena was prepared for who they saw next.
A/N: Don't worry about the transformation stuff getting out of hand, I will only do transformations that have a purpose. Though some transformations here and there for the purpose of humour should be okay, it won't go too far though.
1. I probably should stop tormenting Derkeethus already.
2. I can't remember if they allow followers in (actually, I never considered taking a follower in), but for the sake of the story, I am going to put them in.
3. Sorry about the change of Sheogorath's character, I can't properly channel his personality too well, so I am making him go back to his hero days.