A/N: Welcome back! That last chapter was a bit gruesome, but at least Dibella should be taught a lesson that beauty is skin deep. Why I say that? Well, her worshippers kept spewing beauty nonsense instead of the character within that makes a person truly beautiful.
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Chapter 15: The Battle for Skyrim, again Part 1
"Come in then, Cocceius, this is a matter of importance. Spare the formalities and get to the point!" Janice ordered as she got off the bed.
"Reports from Tullius suggests that there had been increased bandit and Forsworn activity all over Skyrim. He also suggested that the former members of the Stormcloak army are fighting along side these bandits. Just yesterday they had tried to take over Morthal. Luckily the Imperial Legion arrived in time to stop them from overtaking the Highmoon Hall. Hundreds of soldiers were injured, but no deaths have been reported." Cocceius stated as he went into the room. "Also, the Temple of Dibella in Markarth is spewing some nonsense about changing the depiction of Dibella into that of a Khajiit."
Silently chuckling at that last statement, Janice said "We will depart tomorrow morning, tell the army to prepare for the march. Also, contact this 'Ragnos' for me, will you? I need to see him in the morning. Do you know where their base of operation is?"
"I will do that right away, Your Majesty. As for their base of operation, I believe their main base is in Helgen." Cocceius told the white dragoness.
"Helgen? I thought Alduin destroyed the place?" Derkeethus asked.
"It seems that they are operating under the ruins, the guards on top were merely just a decoy." Cocceius explained.
"And how do you know of this?" Janice asked, quite curious to how Cocceius knew about this underground lair.
"Scouts passing by Helgen on their way back to Cyrodiil had reported seeing people entering and exiting Helgen rather than just making a beeline to the other gate. These people were also seeing carrying large numbers of weaponry and were clad in heavily reinforced armour." Cocceius explained.
"A well organised coalition of bandits, Forsworn and former military men. This is going to be a tough fight." Janice said. "Anything else noteworthy?"
"Yes, just one. Sometimes, these people were seen bringing in several wheelbarrows of meat, more than enough to feed a large army ten times over. Clearly they seem to be feeding something other than soldiers. There were also reports of draconic roars from under the ground of Helgen, but those weren't confirmed." Cocceius relayed the information given to him.
"I see, very well then, get the preparations done and we will demolish their base." Janice commanded.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Goodnight." Cocceius said as he backed out of the room.
"I leave Skyrim for one week and this happens?! Can't Skyrim ever have a moment of peace without me?" Janice complained as she climbed onto the bed.
"It could have been worse, some new apprentice in the College could have stumbled upon another legendary artifact and accidentally wreak havoc." Alduin commented as she got into her bed.
"Don't try to jinx us." Derkeethus said as he got onto the bed.
"Whatever, I am sure it is nothing I can't handle." Janice said as she drifts off into sleep.
[The next morning, 6 a.m.]
"Do we have to get up this early?" Alduin complained as she joined Janice outside the palace for the briefing.
"You can sleep on the way there, don't worry. Also, I made some glass armour for Beehaz, if you know what I mean." Janice said as she pass Alduin a set of glass armour.
"You want me to fight?" Alduin asked as she observes the troops falling in line.
"Just provide cover fire with Derkeethus, you can use my bow and arrows if you like." Janice said as she handed Alduin her weapons.
"And just how am I going to carry this?" Alduin asked, balancing the set of armour on her shoulder area.
"Just go over to that pillar over there and get changed. Nobody wants to see you naked here." Janice told the black dragoness.
"Right, I will use a Frostbite spell to show that I am ready." Alduin said as she carefully walked to the pillar.
"Hey, what are you doing here?" Beeht asked as Alduin approached the pillar.
"What?! Who's there? Wait, I know this voice. Beeht? I need to change here, so if you don't mind, could you move?" Alduin said as she looked around the pillar.
"Right, okay." The lizard's disembodied voice sounded.
Using her Frostbite spell, she signaled to Janice to help her. "Are you trying to vie for my son's attention?" Beeht commented from somewhere when Alduin finished transforming.
"Ah!" Beehaz immediately screamed as she hugged the body piece over herself. "I thought I told you to move!" Beehaz angrily shouted, luckily for them, the walkway was strangely devoid of guards this morning.
"You should never trust a spy. But I will leave you alone now, bye." Beeht said, sounding further away.
"Overprotective mothers," Beehaz grumbled as she got the armour on.
"We just want to ensure the wellbeing of our children." Jane's disembodied voice sounded from above Beehaz.
"Why are you looking out for me then?!" Beehaz screamed in frustration at the general direction of the voice, almost too loud for the gathering troops to hear.
"You are my daughter's soul sister, can't have you getting harmed now, can I?" Jane said as she jumped down in front of Beehaz.
"You aren't even my parent!" Beehaz retorted.
"If my child is related to some other worldly being in soul, I would also consider it my child." Beeht said as she approached the two women.
"That… was rather touching, actually. Sorry." Beehaz said sadly.
"We will be coming with Janice to this battle." Jane announced as she grabbed Beehaz by the arm, seemingly not caring about the apology.
"What would she say about that?" Beehaz asked as she was dragged to where Janice and Cocceius were briefing the troops.
"Who is this, Your Highness?" Cocceius asked as he spot the black scaled argonian behind the Khajiit's mother.
"Right, everyone, listen up! This is Beehaz, my sister's humanoid form that I had given her!" Janice announced as she grabbed Beehaz from her mother, not bothering to play the whole 'pet dragon' thing anymore since everyone already knew.
"Oooh," The troops exclaimed together in wonder.
"She is going to fight in this battle, so I don't want to hear that she is being ill-treated!" Janice warned.
"She will be treated with respect, Your Majesty!" The troops saluted.
"We are coming too." Jane said to Janice.
"Umm… What?" Janice said, pretending to dig a ear. "I thought I heard you said that you two are fighting in this?"
"You heard right." Beeht said as she stepped up behind Derkeethus, oblivious to the whole situation as he was half asleep.
"Fine…" Janice groaned. "And our mothers too!" Janice announced rather reluctantly.
Some snickers was heard from the crowd of soldiers. "This is so embarrassing…" Janice grumbled as she covered her face.
"It could have been worse, Akatosh could have come down and joined." Beehaz said to add insult to injury.
"Don't say that," Janice mumbled from under her hands.
[A little later]
"You called Great Dragon Queen?" Ragnos said with a bow.
"Today is the day you prove your little cult's mettle in combat. You will be at the frontlines of the army today." Janice told the nord. "Prove that you can survive with less than five percent of your members' getting injured, and I might consider endorsing the cult under the name of the White Dragon Crusaders."
"The cult stands ready to meet the foes of Haassotkul!" Ragnos exclaimed. "What a fine name you have came up with, Great One! We will not disappoint!" Ragnos said in excitement.
"Is it wise to let some nobody fight for you? I mean, what if he rebel?" Cocceius asked Janice in concern as Ragnos went to gather his followers.
"I have seen his kind before, back when I was in Skyrim. One man had taken to worshipping me back then, before he got killed trying to prove that he isn't useless by taking on some weak looking bandits." Janice said as she recalled one of her misadventures.
"Let's hope they are as strong as they look." Cocceius said as a large band of men marched into the square wearing templar-like armour and wielding a variety of heavy weapons as well as large shields with a custom designed insignia of Janice's white dragon head and neck, roaring.
"Where do they even get this much equipment?" Janice wondered aloud. "I haven't been funding them, that is for sure."
"One of the generals came from a wealthy family, my lord." Ragnos said in his armour, helmet in hand, kneeling like a knight would. "They didn't mind funding us for the equipment."
"I see. Well, if we are all set, we can depart." Janice said as she transforms.
"Of course, Your Majesty." Cacco and Ragnos replied.
"I will be here to maintain the day-to-day affairs." Cocceius said as he went off into the palace, making a beeline for his bedroom instead.
"Wait just one moment," Jane said as the troops depart with Derkeethus leading the army and before Janice could lift off. "How are we going to get there? We don't have horses."
"What are you suggesting? That I carry the three of you? No way!" Janice protested.
"Don't make me force you," Jane threatened.
"Force me? I don't remember Hermaeus Mora gifting you the full Bend Will shout." Janice said with pride.
"You aren't exactly quiet when you shout those words, you know." Jane retorted.
"I would like to see you try, without dragonsouls, you wouldn't even be able to use it. And I highly doubt the Greybeards knew this shout." Janice proclaimed.
"You would be surprised," Jane said, before whispering, "Gol - Hah - Dov!" Into Janice's left ear hole.
"How can I serve you, Thurri?" Janice answered in a trance-like manner.
"Janice?" Beehaz asked as she waved a hand over Janice's large, blank eyes.
"Just get on!" Jane grabbed Beehaz and Beeht and tossed them onto Janice's neck before mounting herself just behind Janice's head. Just in time too, for Janice had took off.
"Follow the army," Jane commanded as Janice got to a good altitude.
"Yes, Thurri…" Janice replied.
"How did you do it?" Beehaz asked as she grabbed onto the spikes on Janice's long neck.
"I hunted the dragons after Janice left." Jane replied.
"Your family really needs to stop killing dragons already." Beehaz complained as Janice flew over the army, her shadow casting over the cult members, giving them a lot of motivation to not fail, even if Janice isn't aware of it.
[Lunch time, on the border between Cyrodiil and Skyrim]
"Land down there," Jane commanded Janice. "Wake up! It is time for lunch."
"Huh? Oh, I thought the ride was going to be rough." Beehaz said as she rubbed her eyes, yawning.
"It was incredibly smooth while it lasted." Beeht commented as she grabbed on to a spike as Janice prepares to land.
As soon as Jane and the others got off, Janice snapped out of her trance. "Huh? What happened?" Janice asked as she looked around, not recognising the place.
"Your mother thought it would be better if you were subjected to Bend Will." Beehaz said as she walked around to face the dragoness.
"How did you know how to use the shout?" Janice questioned her mother as the two mothers walked to the front.
"I carried out some dragon culling when you were gone." Jane told Janice.
"I see, just don't use the shout again, please. I have such a headache now…" Janice requested as she clutched her head with her wings.
"Just turn back, the army will arrive soon," Jane said.
"Alright," Janice said as she transforms into her Khajiit form.
"Can we just walk to Helgen? I don't think I can fly properly for a few hours." Janice said as she held her pounding head.
"Sure, it isn't too far from here anyway." Jane assured the white furred Khajiit.
"Hey, I recognise this clearing!" Janice suddenly exclaimed after feeling a little better from the pain. "This was where I was caught stealing food from Ulfric! I was crossing the border from Cyrodiil after a short trip there to kill some time. I pass by this place and saw that Ulfric had a big loaf of bread on the table, so I grabbed it. I was caught when Ulfric saw my hand reaching for it." Janice recalled.
"So that was where you were! I thought you have ran off into some dangerous cave and got yourself killed!" Jane said in mock relief.
"Well, whatever." Janice said as she saw Derkeethus approaching on his horse, along with the rest of the five thousand strong army.
[After lunch]
As the rest of the army departs, Janice pulled Beehaz over and said, "How would you like to relive the moment when I arrive in Helgen for my execution?"
"What? Why would you want to do that?!" Beehaz asked, rather surprised.
"Nothing, just for fun." Janice said as she conjures up a carriage, two ghostly Imperial guards and two ghost horses, along with some binds, two sets of prisoner clothes, a two piece set of Stormcloak armour and Ulfric's clothes and gag. "Who wants to play Ulfric?" Janice asked the group of four women, holding up the set of clothes.
"You do know that your cart contains three men, right?" Beehaz asked as Janice puts on her prisoner clothes and went to sit on the cart where she was seated on that fateful day.
"I don't care, I will be changing you three into Nord men!" Janice announced excitedly as she begins the transformation.
"It feels weird not have a tail." The three Nord men said.
"Hurry up! The army is ahead of us!" Janice said quickly.
"Alright, just let us get changed." Jane groaned, not liking that her daughter is now in control.
"Why do you look so pale, Lokir of Rorikstead?" Janice asked the dragon-turned Nord horse thief as the carriage started moving.
"I… I touched 'it'!" The man said.
"Come on! Why are you acting like you never know how these things work?" Janice said.
"I was a virgin!" Lokir shouted.
"A what? How could you of all dragons haven't taken a mate?" The Argonian-turned Stormcloak soldier, Rolaf, asked.
"Mmm- MMM!" The Khajiit-turned rebel leader tried to speak. "Wmm- Dmm- I Haavf phmmo bmm thmm onmm wimmm thmm gmm?! (Why do I have to be the one with the gag)"
"Because, mother, I don't want you to shout at me and kill me." Janice joked.
"MMMMM!" Ulfric tried to scream furiously.
"I was not very popular with the females and most of the males were too young when I was still a female." Lokir answered sadly, ignoring the outburst.
[An hour later]
"Aww… We are close to the gates now, better turn back before anyone sees us." Janice said as she disperse the ghosts and untie her binds.
"Finally," Jane groaned as her gag was removed and she turns back into her usual self.
"Please don't do that again," Beehaz said as she puts on her armour.
"Do you mean I should also recreate my beheading?" Janice asked as she hack the cart to pieces using her Greatsword before setting it and the clothes on fire.
"NO! No recreation of past events!" Beehaz said, putting her hands up in mock surrender.
"You are no fun." Janice said as she ran up behind the army with Beehaz and Jane, taking a roundabout to reach the front before anybody can spot her.
"Where were you?" Derkeethus demanded when Janice suddenly appeared beside him.
"Just taking the scenic route…" Janice replied.
"Whatever, they are waiting for you to start the charge." Derkeethus said, pointing to the two leaders of the two group-coalition.
Before Janice could start a speech to lift morales, a gruff burly Nord wearing the Nordic armour set standing on top of the gate shouted in a manly voice, "Ah! So if it isn't Miss Milkborn! I have been waiting for you to show up, coward! You brought your army to fight mine? Well, let us see how they stack up against the true brute of Nordic warriors!"
"Who are you?" Janice demanded. "And who are you calling a coward?!"
"Who am I?! You abandoned me when that good-for-nothing Hadvar ushered you into the keep! You killed my brothers and sisters in arms! I had to crawl out from the under rubble when Alduin left by myself! Nobody helped me, nobody cared when I reached Riverwood half dead! After learning you helped the fancy Imperials to win the civil war, I couldn't take it much longer and convinced the rest of the Stormcloak army to form a coalition with the bandits and Forsworn to overtake Skyrim! But you always foiled our plans. Be it when you seemingly wandered into one of our forts or when you came in there looking for treasure! Well, there is no more treasure! You took everything, EVERYTHING! Even that random piece of armour lying on the ground unattended. But no longer! Today, we will rise up against your rule and Skyrim will SUFFER AS I HAVE SUFFERED!" The man proclaimed angrily as he opened the gates by jerking a lever forcefully, showing the sea of bandits, all ready to fight.
"RALOF! Have you learnt nothing when we defeated the Stormcloaks? They were wrong about the Empire, dead wrong." A familiar voice sounded from within the ranks of the Imperial Legion behind Janice.
"Hadvar? Ralof? What is going on here?" Lydia asked from where she stood beside Derkeethus.
"Not 'we', it was just YOU AND HER!" Ralof pointed accusingly at Janice.
"Be careful of how you address Her Majesty!" Cacco and Ragnos shouted as they stepped in front of Janice.
"Stand down, this is my fight." Janice said dangerously as she took out her shield and Ghostblade.
"This is mine, too!" Hadvar stepped forward, eliciting a few gasps from his fellow soldiers. "He was my friend once, I can't bare to see him taking such a dark form. I must release him."
"Don't-" Janice started, but was cut off by Ralof.
"This isn't about you, Hadvar! This is about the weakling you serve as Empress!" Ralof shouted at Hadvar.
"You watch your mouth now!" Jane screamed, "nobody walks away calling my daughter weak!"
"Oh please, what makes you think I am going to run?" Ralof said without fear as he jumped down from the gate, unsheathing his Nordic battleaxe, which made an intimidating lightning crackle as it was pulled out from its invisible holder.
Before Janice could say another word, Ralof screamed like a barbarian, "CHARGE!"
The bandits behind him started to run, weapons ready to strike down hard on the intended target. As Ralof charges forwards, Janice's quick reflexes immediately kicked in. Using a relatively high powered Unrelenting Force shout, she launches Ralof and the entire legion of bandits behind him, who were unfortunate enough to be in the line of fire, into the stone wall behind, creating a giant pile of bodies, blood gushing out of whoever's heads that were unfortunate enough not to be protected by a helmet. Quickly (Note 1) using her slow time shout, she picked up Ralof's crumpled body and threw the man over the wall to where an empty courtyard was- the same area where Janice had chosen to go with Hadvar instead of Ralof. Before the effects wears off, she quickly jumps on the bodies and over the wall, landing just in time as time returns to normal. Being the daughter of Time itself, you would think that I could have extended the effects longer, but I can't. Disappointing. Janice thought to herself as she sees the man picking himself up.
"Remember this place?!" Ralof roared as he gripped his weapon tighter.
"I do, naturally." Janice said nonchalantly, swinging her Spellbreaker forwards in a defensive pose.
Before anybody could react, an arrow pierced the ground. Looking in the direction of the shot from the top of the wall, Janice's eyes widened. "What are you doing here, mom?"
"I have just come to spectate, your little cult's soldiers are doing a wonderful job at killing the bandits, the Imperial Legion is just in defense mode around Derkeethus." Jane replied. "Oh, and don't try anything funny, young man. You don't want to die a slow and painful death now, would you?"
"What do you know about pain?!" Ralof screamed at the woman sitting on the wall calmly.
"Just one, this!" Jane said as she cast a spell.
Red and black tendrils extended from her palms, seeking out the target in a zig-zagging manner. Seeing this, Ralof tried to dodge, but was pinned to the ground by some mysterious force. "Use Drain Vitality, Janice!" Jane instructed as the dark tendrils creep closer to the struggling nord.
As Janice's shout connects with Ralof, the dark tendrils shot forward, straight through Ralof and wrapping itself around him. "Agghhh!" Ralof cried as he falls over.
"Sweet vitality of youth…" Jane said in a rather disturbing tone.
"What did you do to him?" Janice asked as she watches the squirming nord, the dark tendrils flowing with red energy back to Jane.
"Nothing… I just modified the vampiric drain spell to be more potent." Jane answered as she slowed down the flow rate to give the nord more time to feel the torture.
"I think he is nearly dead." Janice said after a few minutes, the nord no longer reacting to her poking him with her sword.
"He isn't, I can feel that he has a lot more to give." Jane said. "Would you stab him for me?"
"In the head?" Janice asked.
"NO! He needs to feel the pain. How about you kick him in the… you know." Jane instructed.
Prying the metal that was protecting Ralof's… sensitives, Janice summoned all her strength and give the bulge an incredibly nasty kick that would make any man cringe and cover their unmentionables.
"ARGGHRHGRHGHGHGGHH!" Ralof cried out in pain, wishing that he could move his arms to massage the painful part.
"I like it." Janice said as she brought out her axe.
"What are you doing with that axe?" Jane asked.
Not answering, Janice placed the flat part of the axe down on the sore part and repeatedly hammer the handle with her hands, causing the axe to bounce on the area and eliciting more cries of pain from the nord.
"This is fun," Janice said as she continues to torture the man.
"You are even worse than me when it comes to torture methods!" Beehaz exclaimed when she rounded the corner to where Janice and Jane were.
"Beehaz!" Janice exclaimed in shock, accidentally flipping the axe over so that the sharp side was facing down on Ralof's privates.
Unfortunately for Ralof, Janice's other hand landed hard on the handle, immediately causing the axe to slice through the thin fabric and through his privates, effectively removing all manhood of him. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Ralof cried in utter pain and despair as he sobbed the removal of his only pride left.
"Oh shit!" Janice exclaimed in shock. "That wasn't suppose to happen! Ah, whatever, I don't care."
"I lost everything today…" Ralof sobbed as Jane stopped the spell, the tendrils fading.
"AGGRRH! Send in the Forsworn and the beasts!" Ralof screamed in anger as he got up, clutching his bleeding gorin.
Before Janice could stop Ralof, he quickly cast an area wide paralysis spell and quickly hopped away after collecting his separated organs. "See you next time, coward!" Ralof said as he disappears into the underground base as Forsworn stream out of another door.
"I need to move…" Janice said, having fallen over due to the paralysis. "Come on…"
Just as the first Forsworn had came up to her, Janice started to move. Grabbing her sword, she swings it around and tripped the Forsworn before quickly stabbing her sword in vertically and using it as an aid to help herself up. Grabbing her shield, she blocked an incoming slash just in time, before driving her sword through the thin, ineffective straw and leather armour.
Mowing down the swarm of Forsworn with ease, Janice couldn't help but notice that she seems to be forgetting something. "What, what does he mean by releasing the beasts?" Janice asked her mother as she decapitate the last Forsworn.
"I need backup!" Derkeethus called out.
"Derkeethus! I am coming!" Janice called out to him as she ran to the other side of the wall.
"You might want to get yourself ready for a fight." Jane told Janice as she looked over to the other side.
"Oh my…" Janice exclaimed.
In front of her, the cult were busy fending off the remaining bandits and other Forsworn members, thus leaving the Imperial Legion defenseless against the onslaught of sabre cats, bears and trolls who have been fitted with custom armours.
Spotting Derkeethus backed up in a corner with his mother helping him fend off the closer beasts as he uses his specially enchanted bow to kill those further away, aiding the Imperials in repelling the huge waves of beasts.
"Beehaz! Why are you not helping?" Janice asked the black scaled argonian as she fires Incinerate fireballs at the hordes.
"I was checking for stray enemies!" Beehaz said in defense as she used Janice's bow and arrows to help.
"That is fine, I guess." Janice said as she begins charging up her deadly Lightning Storm spell.
"Clear the area!" Janice shouted as she released the energy from the spell.
Sweeping the intense beam from side to side, she effectively vaporized a large number of the beasts as they charged against the legion's shield wall.
"Thanks," Derkeethus shouted as Janice finishes, leaving only a few stray sabre cats that had hung back before attacking.
"This isn't over! Send in the dragons!" A man in a Stormcloak officer armour set yelled before being decapitated.
"Dragons?! These bandits are a lot more resourceful than we estimated!" Cacco reported to Janice.
"I have a couple of dragon back-up if this goes south. Hmm… I want you and the cult members to form a defensive wall at that wall, protect Derkeethus at all costs!" Janice ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Cacco replied. "Hey! You heard Her! Fall in line!" Cacco yelled to Ragnos as he slew the last bandit.
Stacking up at the eastern wall of the once walled town, Jane and Beeht got in front of the wall to fend off any attackers that might still want to rush the wall.
"So, when are these dragons coming?" Beehaz asked Janice as she went up to her, both standing in the middle of the town.
"Here, take my other weapons. I am transforming for this one." Janice said as she gave Beehaz her Ghostblade and Valdr's Lucky Dagger. "Equip the shield I gave you!"
"Right, I feel like a tank already!" Beehaz exclaimed as she got the green and gold shield out.
"Just don't get caught off guard. Raise your shield at all times unless attacking, got it?" Janice offered some last minute advice as she transforms.
"Got it!" Beehaz shouted. "The ground... Its shaking!" Beehaz exclaimed in alarm as tremors were felt soon after.
Grabbing Beehaz's torso in her jaws, Janice quickly took off. Not a moment too soon too, for the ground they were standing on gave way, creating a gigantic crater that stretches to about 20 metres shy of the stone walls and about a few hundred metres deep. "The ground was just wooden planks covered in dirt!" Beehaz exclaimed in surprise after she got over the close call of having almost fallen into the hole.
"See if you can get up on me," Janice mumbled.
"Alright, loosen your jaws a little," Beehaz requested.
Grabbing the edge of Janice's snout, Beehaz managed to flip herself around and prop herself in a sitting position in Janice's jaw. Heaving herself up further, she manages to get onto her belly on Janice's snout before making her way slowly to a seated position on Janice's neck.
"Thanks for the close save," Beehaz said as she patted the back of Janice's head where there was no armour.
"Don't mention it. You can use either your spells or my archery equipment." Janice advised.
"How do you use spells in your hands?" Beehaz asked as she tried to fire two Icy Spears together using her hands, only to come out from her mouth.
"Just use Lightning Storm, I will teach you later, right now, the first dragons are coming out." Janice said as she saw a group of young looking ancient class dragons flying out of the hole.
"That is a lot of dragons…" Beehaz trailed off as she looked around her, the dragons circling them, seemingly waiting for an order. "Are you sure you don't want to call Odahviing right about now?" Beehaz whispered.
"These look pretty easy to defeat, charge your Lightning Storm." Janice instructed nonchalantly.
"Fire breath, now!" A heavily armoured bandit accompanied by shield toting bandits shouted to the sky.
"Fire!" Janice yelled as she fired her frost breath.
Using the incredibly powerful spell, Beehaz manages to down several of the dragons before they could fire their Fire Breath shouts. The slain dragons' souls seems to favour Janice in general rather than Beehaz or Jane, though some dragons who landed near Jane had their souls devoured by the Khajiit.
"Why are the souls favouring Janice instead of me or her mother?" Beehaz asked the souls interred within Janice.
"Well, she has a bigger presence here than you two, and she is more powerful." Some souls replied.
"Great! I can never hope to shout again if I don't go hunting alone! Thanks dad!" Beehaz sighed through the link.
"It is so hot and cold at the same time," Derkeethus commented from behind the shield wall where he was seated, head ducked another his own dragonscale shield.
"That is a lot of fire that she is putting out with her frost breath." Cacco commented from beside Derkeethus.
"Are there anymore challengers?" Janice roared as she finished freezing the last dragon.
"Send out the serpentine dragons!" The armoured bandit commanded.
"That isn't good. You may really want to call for Odahviing now." Beehaz said.
"Why?" Janice asked as cage doors were heard opening from within the exposed underground base.
"They are faster than normal dragons, so you may want to have someone watch your back." Beehaz explained.
"Alright, O-Dah-Viing!" Janice called out in the direction of the mountain where Odahviing resides.
"You called, sister?" Odahviing greeted as he flew down from the mountain and across a small forest.
"I need back up!" Janice shouted to the red dragon as a cloud of fast moving blue dragons rose from the hole to engulf the two.
"You will die today! Nobody tries to kill my sister again! Not even dragons!" Odahviing roared as he used his Fire Breath shout to intercept the fast moving dragons.
"Well, get on with it." Beehaz said before using the Lightning Storm spell.
"Don't just circle them! Attack!" The bandit commanded.
Hearing the command, the dragons rushed Janice, narrowly missing due to Janice's natural quick reflexes and agile speed.
"Keep it steady, will you?" Beehaz shouted as she grabbed onto Janice's horns for dear life, not that it would have mattered since she will just be reborned.
"What part of 'dodging' do you not understand?" Janice retorted as she dodged a quick tackle narrowly before having to move gain to dodge another.
"I think it is best if you drop me off," Beehaz suggested.
"Make a beeline for that bandit, my mother is busy fending off the second wave of bandits." Janice said as she went down quickly.
Jumping off at the exact moment, Beehaz landed on the side of the hole across the shield wall, just a few metres from the platform where the bandit commander was.
"I need Durnehviir," Janice said as she does laps around the the circumference of the hole, her speed faster than the dragons behind her as Odahviing cooks the adolescent dragons.
"That won't be necessary!" Beehaz shouted, holding up the head of the commander for everyone to see.
"Great!" Jane exclaimed as she kills another bandit.
"I need a little help here!" Janice exclaimed as she went for another lap.
Using his bow, Derkeethus manages to quickly shoot arrows into the dragons' eyes, blinding them. Without sight, the dragons crashed into each other, landing in a huge pile on top of the pile of dragon bones in the hole, dead as the wing tips from the bones pierces their hearts.
A loud roar was heard as the dragons' flesh disintegrate, setting the hole alight with bright, fiery light. The combined beams of the soul absorption effects creating a large, singular bright beam entering Janice who had begun glowing incredibly brightly.
"I don't know whether absorbing this many souls at once is advisable." Odahviing said, flying higher to avoid whatever may happen.
"Take cover!" Beehaz screamed as she huddled behind her shield.
Before anyone in front of the shield wall could react, the energy radiating over Janice became unstable and exploded. The explosion was large enough to flatten all the trees within a five kilometre radius as well as the four walls of the town. Luckily for the soldiers, it didn't cause the crater to cave-in. The explosion had instantly blown all the attacking bandits away, dead. As luck would have it though, Jane and Beeht had their shields raised just in time. They had only taken minor damage as a result, unlike the burnt bodies of the bandits.
"Janice?!" Jane called out in worry as she doesn't see Janice anywhere.
"Down here…" Janice called out from the hole weakly. "Oww… That hurts a lot."
"Can you heal yourself?" Jane called out to the Khajiit lying on the mountain of dragon remains. "And why are you a Khajiit?"
"I guess I must have transformed… That feels much better now" Janice said in relief as she healed herself.
"Are you okay?" Beehaz asked as she puts away her blackened, but undamaged, shield anyway.
"Of course I am fine now!" Janice reassured as she stood up, balancing on the remains. "Looking at all these crafting material though!"
"Janice!" Beehaz yelled in a scolding manner.
"You can't stop me from wanting a dragon scaled handbag, now could you?" Janice said as she begins picking up the remains.
"They are your kin, even if they were just born recently!" Beehaz shouted as the troops stand down, the battle obviously won.
"The only kin I care about now are the ones who actually knew me from before. These younglings don't deserve to be treated the same way." Janice replied as she filled her bag up. "I need some help in salvaging these materials!" Janice called out to the resting army.
"Right away, Your Majesty!" Some of the troops answered as they begin constructing makeshift stairs down to the pit.
Transforming, Janice managed to fly out of the crater before crash landing due to her being over encumbered.
"Every time my bag reaches full capacity, the bag suddenly becomes incredibly heavy object to the point that I can't walk probably." Janice said as she emptied the bag by dragging out a few stacks at a time and putting it on a cart using her jaws.
"If you want to keep using the remains to make stuff, I would not force you. But could you at least show some respect?" Beehaz said as Janice transforms.
"These dragons were bred for the bandits' purposes, see?" Janice said as she fished out a slip of paper for Beehaz to see.
"'Are the dragon hatchlings mature yet? I thought they grow up very fast if we feed them continuously.'" Beehaz read the slight burnt note. "How dare they exploit us! They will die for their transgressions!"
"Calm down, it also said that a large number of them had joined with the bandits after you retreated to Sovngarde. It is most likely the younglings that had joined since they do not know what is good for them." Janice said as she sees more soldiers carrying stacks of bone and scales out of the hole.
"Like a certain sister I know of." Beehaz commented.
"I was just reborned as a mortal! I never really knew who I was until last week!" Janice retorted.
"Fair enough," Beehaz said. "Where did that boss go after you accidentally chopped his balls off?"
"I think we are about to find out," Janice said as she saw a bird coming to her.
Taking the letter from the bird's claws, Janice read the letter aloud, "'well played this time, weakling. But you won't see the last of me! Meet me in Northwatch Keep if you wish to finish this. I will be waiting.'"
"I guess that he wants me to level that old Thalmor fort?" Janice asked no one in particular.
"This would be fun, nobody here is seriously hurt, so I guess we can keep going after we restock in Whiterun." Beehaz said.
"How did the cult do, Your Majesty?" Ragnos called out after making certain that Derkeethus was fine.
"I think you earned that endorsement, just wait for us to get back after I kill that ex-Stormcloak, alright?" Janice praised.
"Thank you, Great One!" Ragnos and a few others kneeled in respect.
"If only my own cult was as good as these people…" Beehaz sighed.
"Cheer up, at least you now know that your dead cult can be destroyed by one warrior. Maybe you need to improve on your defenses." Janice said to add insult.
"I still don't think you should have taken those masks as trophies, after all, they were mine in the first place." Beehaz said.
"Whatever, they are mine now, even if I don't wear them because I don't use some of their enchantments at all." Janice said.
"I am going to visit father for a while, see you." Beehaz said as she put on her Amulet of Akatosh, teleporting away immediately.
"Where is Beehaz?" Jane asked Janice.
"She went to see father, she will be back later." Janice explained.
"Can you bring us there?" Jane asked.
"No, that place isn't for everyone." Janice said sternly.
"But I am a Dragonborn!" Jane complained.
"No means no, mom. Only she and I are teleported using an Amulet of Akatosh, though you are welcomed to try if you really want to." Janice said, passing Jane a spare amulet that she found in the rubble.
"See? Nothing happens. Unless Akatosh have needs to talk to you, you can't be teleported to Aetherius." Janice said when Jane puts the amulet on.
"Aww… That's too bad, I am sure Akatosh would have liked to congratulate you on helping raise his child." Beeht commented.
"I guess so. If you don't mind, I want to keep this." Jane said as she took it off and stash it away.
"Whatever, I found it within the pile of rubble, I don't care." Janice said dismissively. "Are we ready to depart for a good rest in Whiterun?" Janice asked the leaders.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Cacco and Ragnos replied.
"Alright, let us go then." Janice said as she marched off in the direction of Whiterun.
A/N: For those who are wondering, the end is still quite sometime away, so this story is still growing.
1. I think the cooldown is bullshit, I mean, you just scream words, no resource was ever involved, so how can you not shout a string of words again?