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Chapter 23: The Housecarl Biography
"Well, what is so surprising that got you surprised?" Jane asked June after a few minutes of staring.
"Well, I was expecting more problems, but the only thing showing your age was the worn out cartilage between the joints and your white hair. Honestly, all this 'old woman' image from you was all in your head." June replied.
"I guess that is so then... " Jane said with slight regret that she had thought that she would have to give up adventuring soon.
"I guess that is it then. June, can you check on father? If you can heal all these weird ailments and other conditions you are talking about, I am sure you can bring him out of a coma, right?" Janice asked curiously.
"Unfortunately no, I can't bring father back from his sleep, he needs to wake up on his own. You healed the damage, but his soul is still hurt and neither of us can do anything about it." June answered.
"Alright," Janice said as they made their way back to the table, Janice kicking Alduin into a pile of bones in the process.
"Hey! Why do you do that for?! You know I can't put myself back together like this!" Alduin shouted in anger as her head landed on Janice's seat.
"Nothing, I just need to do something with my hands. I've always wondered if I can piece back a dragon's skeleton… What? I can have weird fantasies!" Janice said as she collected the bones and place them on the empty table.
"Do you even know how to put her back together correctly?" Jane asked in concern. "I think it is better if you just use your magic to put her back."
"I can put together a dragon! I have seen countless skeletons, even one who was still alive!" Janice retorted as she connected a leg to the shoulder bone and attached the hips to where Alduin's skull is supposed to go.
"Hey! My head isn't on my butt!" Alduin complained as Janice connected Alduin's skull onto the bottom of the spinal column and shoved both her wings into both eye sockets and the tail into her mouth.
"I think it is best I do the reconstruction…" Jane said as she gently dragged the skeleton over.
"I was just joking! Of course I know her head isn't supposed to be there!" Janice said as she wrestle the skeleton over.
Letting go of the tail, Alduin yelled, "If you two would stop fighting over me, you can avoid scattering me into even more pieces!"
"Umm… Too late…" Janice said as the skeleton exploded into more pieces, each individual spinal vertebrae flying everywhere.
"I can fix this!" Janice exclaimed in panic as she looked around for the pieces of bone scattered all around the room's floor.
"I might as well have died…" Alduin cried, if she could.
"Screw trying to put you back together, I am turning you back to normal. Your body is here, so I don't think that is a problem." Janice said as she drops the pile of bones onto Alduin's head.
"Ow…" Alduin winced. "I think you just fractured my skull with my bones…"
"You look alright. Now, is there a spell you might know that I can cast to put you back together?" Janice asked as she examined Alduin's skull.
"Try using your necromantic spells, it might try to put me back together before failing." Alduin suggested.
"Too risky, any other suggestions?" Janice asked.
"Well, you can always turn her into a liquid. May I suggest some apple juice?" June piped up.
"No way! I would guess that you might want me to drink her, right?" Janice asked skeptically.
"You know what? I should have done it myself." June said as she placed the bones into a bucket and transformed the pile into water before turning it into Alduin. "There, hope you are happy, joy-killer."
"Whatever, hey Lydia! Are you done yet? I want to ask you something." Janice said as Alduin landed on her shoulders.
"Hey! What are you doing?!" Janice exclaimed in surprise as Alduin begun biting her ears.
"Getting back at you, though this isn't going to be the end of it!" Alduin shouted into the bleeding ear.
"Ow… My ears…" Janice winced in pain as she clutched her ears.
"Your Majesty? Did you call for me?" Lydia asked as she poked her head out of the closet.
"Yeah, you done with the cleaning?" Janice asked as she healed her wounds.
"Almost, the only thing left is your favourite suit of daedric armour, Your Majesty." Lydia replied, slightly grateful that she doesn't have to see Janice as a fossilized Khajiit skeleton again.
"I will do it myself, I hoped you didn't touch it." Janice said.
"May I be so bold to ask why, Your Majesty?" Lydia asked curiously as she stepped out fully into the room.
"Would you like a third degree burn from a slight bump with it?" Janice counter asked.
"Uh, no… I guess my work is done then." Lydia replied nervously.
"Right, at least you didn't try wearing it." Janice said. "Come here, I want to ask you about the others, more specifically, about Iona. How did you know she was a former member of the Thieves Guild?" Janice asked.
"Well, we housecarls had plenty of time to talk to each other whenever you brought one of us to your other house." Lydia replied as she brought another chair out from nowhere.
"Where do you get all these chairs?" Janice asked.
"I don't know," Lydia shrugged as she sat down. "What do you want me to talk about, Your Majesty?"
"Right, anyway, tell me about Iona." Janice instructed.
"Well, the others I visited either in my free time or with you had told me their entire life stories, so I am more than qualified to tell you about them. Now, Iona's story starts when Brynjolf-" Lydia started.
"Let me guess, Brynjolf asked her to rob somebody and plant the evidence on someone?" Janice interrupted.
"Well, yes…" Lydia answered. "Anyway, after that…"
[Flashback]
{Riften, 27 years ago}
"Can I have my pay now, sir?" Iona asked, shivering from the winter chill.
"A deal is a deal, here you go lass. Now, go get yourself some warmer clothes and some food. I might have a job proposition for you later, but I need to go now. I'll see you in the inn." Brynjolf said as he heads off towards keep.
"But… But they don't allow minors into the inn!" Iona shouted after the thief in plain clothes.
"Then stay there! I will come back for you if this goes according to plan." Brynjolf said to the fifteen year old.
"Okay…" Iona said as she lowered herself onto the ground slowly.
"I wish my parents were here…" Iona whispered to the ground as the first snowflakes begun to fall.
Memory start
Ever since her thirteenth birthday, her life had being upside down for her. Her parents were killed while they were out buying presents for her, the discovery left her heart in pieces the next day when they didn't come back. Her sisters took all the inheritance that was bequeathed to them, leaving her with nothing since she was the youngest in the family and was supposed to be taken care of by her eldest sister. Her sister had abandoned her when she board the carriage to the Imperial City to write news reports, leaving her stranded at their house near Riften.
Hungry and cold, Iona picked up the only thing that her sisters had left for her, a rusty iron sword. She slowly trekked through the forest, looking over her shoulders every now and then to make sure no one is coming after her or whether any animal is trying to attack her. Fortunately, there wasn't any attackers on her journey towards Riften. She had hoped that the orphanage would take her in, but was also scared by the stories of the children coming out as thin, young teenagers who looks like they had been tortured while in there.
Coming up to the guard, she asked, "is the orphanage accepting new children? My parents died yesterday."
"You look too old to be in the orphanage, how about you try to find some work? Maybe that would help you. I know that the Black Briar Meadery needs some more manual labour to help out with the mead processing." The guard answered as he opened the gates for Iona. "Welcome to Riften."
After a couple of years working the the meadery earning just enough for food and a set of new clothes, she was asked to leave.
"What?! What have I done?" Iona shouted in disbelief as she was dragged to the door.
"You let insects spoil the brew for the final time, Iona! We can't sell this stuff unless it is of good quality and Maven will have my head if she found out that I had let some other incidents slide." The brew master answered as he opened the door. "Now, I left something for you in a chest at the back of the building. I hope it is enough for you until you get another job. I know life is hard, but I really don't want to lose my li- Uh... Job."
"Thanks for taking care of me these past couple of years, I suppose. I guess this is it." Iona said to the man as she left.
Memory end
"This is so unfair, why do they always get the good stuff?!" Iona shouted as she drove her fist into the soft snow in anger, ignoring the curious looks of the people in the market.
"Hey! Iona, right? Come with me, it is time to meet your new family." Brynjolf said as he walked up to the teenager. "I'm Brynjolf, by the way."
[Present day]
"So, Iona told me she joined the guild and did many things. She was the favourite of Gallus, the Guildmaster at the time." Lydia said. "Of course you know that he got killed, so on to that…"
[Flashback]
"Are you sure that there is treasure here, Mercer?" Gallus asked the Nightingale.
"This is a waste of time! There is nothing here except bones!" Karliah exclaimed in disappointment.
"Oh, I wouldn't worry about that, you see, I saw in my visions that there was a vast wealth of gold buried here and I know my visions were never wrong." Mercer said as he slowly raised a dagger. "Perhaps we need to look harder?"
"Yeah, perhaps. Iona, Karliah! Go look inside for some things we can take back." Gallus instructed, turning his back against the traitor.
Stabbing Gallus in the back, Mercer whispered, "Fool, the gold I saw was the guild's gold, and soon it will all be mine!"
"Arghh! Ah…" Gallus called out before collapsing.
Dumping his body into the open roof of the ruins, Mercer never saw Karliah and Iona staring at the scene. Karliah, not wanting to stay long, immediately got on her horse and fled the scene. Meanwhile, Iona stood there dumbfounded.
"Promise me that you would not talk to anyone about this or I will have your name branded as a traitor to the guild." Mercer said menacingly to Iona when he saw her. "Karliah would be marked a traitor and as the murderer of Gallus tonight."
"I can't believe you killed Gallus!" Iona shouted in a mixture of sadness and anger, drawing her blade in defense.
"Now, now, killing me would not make a difference and I will have you branded as a traitor who conspires with Karliah to murder him if you survive." Mercer said calmly.
"Al- Alright, I shall not speak of this to anyone…" Iona said weakly, her tears flowing freely down her face.
"Cheer up, he was leading the guild downhill, perhaps with a new management, this guild can finally see it's success!" Mercer lied.
"I guess so…" Iona said as she weakly got on her horse and slowly followed Mercer back.
{10 years ago}
"Alright! Time to move out! The caravan ain't going to rob itself!" Vex shouted to her group she gathered for the raid.
"Are you sure this caravan is going to have some good loot this time? The last time we robbed one, we found nothing but produce! At least we didn't had to worry about food down here, but we weren't exactly turning a profit." Iona said.
"Yes I am sure, they have like a dozen nobles traveling with them! If that isn't a display of wealth, what is?" Vex retorted as the two thieves made for the exit.
{Some random road outside of Riften}
"Alright, you go and distract them, I will go search around in their chests." Vex said to Iona as Iona slipped into her casual clothes for some 'charming'.
"Let's go," Iona replied as she heads for the front of the carriage.
"Hey! Can you guys help me?" Iona beckoned to the guards and travellers.
"What could a fine lady like you need help with? Besides avoiding molesters? Haha!" A noble laughed.
"My brother and I were having a picnic over there when some bears attack. He managed to hold them off, but he needs some medical attention! Also, we discovered a cave with a lot of bandits over there." Iona pointed as she poses. "But first… I don't have any money, can I perhaps pay you back in another way?"
"Do anything you want lady…" A noble drooled. "Well? Guards! Go see to it that this lovely lady's errand is dealt with!"
"Hey! Don't forget your mission!" Another noble whispered.
"Whatever! Don't you want to do it with this lovely woman too?! Look at her! She is already taking off her clothes!" The noble replied excitedly as he dismounted.
"Now, let's see what you guys are moving, hehe…" Vex whispered to herself as she sneaked up to the now unguarded chests at the back of the caravan.
"Hey! All these chests are empty!" Vex nearly shouted in surprise when she opened the chests.
"We got you now thief!" A guard who had pretended to be occupied by Iona shouted as he grabbed Vex.
"Shit! Iona! Get out of here! Its a trap!" Vex screamed as she sliced the guard's arms with her daggers, causing him to let go. Seeing her chance, she quickly ran away, Iona, however, wasn't so lucky.
"Hey, let go of me!" Iona cried out.
"No way, you and your friends had been causing way too much trouble to caravans coming through this area; There is no way we are letting anyone of you go!" A 'guard' said. "You are coming with us to jail where you will be spilling the beans on your operations or you are going to stay there forever! Heh, maybe if you cooperate, you might be lucky enough to be severing community service! Now, cover yourself with this towel, you will be walking back to Riften."
"I will never tell you anything!" Iona rebelled.
"Well then, looks like you will be locked away for the rest of your youthful life. You might be lucky enough not to die in prison while serving your sentence. For all your crimes that you had committed, I was actually surprised that Ma- I mean Jarl Laila had only given you a short term sentence that can be shortened if you cooperate." The guard said as he forcefully wrapped the towel around the naked woman, not caring if her arms was in the way. "Now, move!"
{A while later}
"Now, you got all that? If you cooperate, we might let you become a housecarl in service to Riften's Thanes until your sentence is up. Fail to do that, it will be thirty years behind bars for you." The criminal interrogator repeated. "You wouldn't like to be locked up for so long, now would you? You are in the prime of your life! You wouldn't want to forsake your energy over some trivial matters, now do you? There is a whole province for you to explore!"
"I will never do it!" Iona screamed.
"Now now, are you really sure? Just think about your future! You would want to get married, yes? Or maybe you want to be rich and famous? I am sure the Thanes here would like a good fighter like yourself as company when plundering some tomb looking for treasure…" The interrogator suggested firmly.
"Alright! I give, you have struck my desire for gold…" Iona relented after a few minutes of turmoil in her mind, sweat beginning to form on her forehead even though the cellar-like prison was as cool as the peak of the Throat of the World during spring. "I work for the Thieves Guild!"
"That wasn't so hard was it?" The interrogator taunted. "Drag her to her cell, we need to do more investigations before we can release her to do her community service."
"Hey! Isn't being a Thieves Guild member more than enough?" Iona rebutted as she was dragged off.
"We need to make sure you are right for the job! Make sure you don't harm your Thane, measure your skill in combat, you know, the usual stuff. Since you aren't going through the normal route towards being a housecarl, we need to be extra cautious." The interrogator shouted her explanation.
"I see, would you let go of me? I can walk, you know." Iona said as she wriggled free. "I wonder why I am not serving the normal community service sentence… The Divines must have some good plans for my future!" She whispered to herself.
[Present day]
"So she did all that and had sweared that she will never return to the guild, and the rest is history…" Lydia concluded the memory.
"So, what about the others?" Janice asked.
"Well, you know that Jordis started as a guard in Solitude before undergoing training as a housecarl. Argis too. And Calder was a Stormcloak soldier, what else is there to talk about?" Lydia answered.
"Alright; hey, June, mind sharing what you did on the Human World? It is still an hour away from dinner." Janice asked.
"Are you sure you won't get a headache this time?" June asked skeptically.
"As long as I don't bother wrapping my head around the things you are talking about, I think we will be okay." Janice replied as the rest shuffled a little uncomfortably.
"I will get going now, Your Majesty." Lydia said in respect as she stood up.
"Right, bye." Janice replied to the knight.
"So, where do I start…" June begun as Jane and Derkeethus looked prepared to zone out.
[Seventeen years ago, June's first-person POV]
"Alright, that's it. Good job, perfect scores as usual." Arkay said as he place the exam paper down after checking it for mistakes.
"Are we done yet? I am really, really bored and tired of studying." I complained.
"Almost, you just need to answer one last question. Name the few major religions as well as their dietary restrictions on the planet Earth." Arkay instructed.
"That is easy, they are: Christianity, Islam, Buddhism, Hinduism and Judaism. The Christians don't really have any dietary restrictions, Buddhists don't encourage eating beef and the staunchest believers are vegetarians, the Muslims don't eat pork and animals must be slaughtered by a Muslim as well as no alcohol consumption, Hindis can either be vegetarian or eat meat that isn't pork or beef and must also be slaughtered, alcohol is prohibited too and Jews can only eat things considered 'kosher'. Why are you asking me this?" I asked after answering.
"Well, I had to make sure you don't offend someone of the religion when we get there." Arkay said as he opened a portal to Earth.
"'There?' You mean we are going to Earth where most of these knowledge comes from?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, but hurry up, this portal isn't as easily sustained as the others. Crossing universes isn't as easy as putting portals anywhere in this one, though some other deities might find this child's play." Arkay said as he tries to push me over.
"I thought you said I am going to see this world?" I rebelled.
"I said 'mortal world' not 'this world', now would you hurry up?! I can't leave this open for much longer!" Arkay shouted.
"Alright, but why this world?" I asked as I step through. "Hey, I feel different… Not just the fact that I don't have a snout now."
Looking around, I can see we are in a clearing inside a forest. I can hear loud noises nearby, probably from these vehicles this world's inhabitants call 'cars'. Then I felt the temperature around me, it was freezing! I wrapped myself with my arms for warmth. Looking down, I noticed I was wearing a long sleeved pink shirt with blue jeans. Lifting up my leg, I see that I am wearing a pair of black sneakers with pink socks on.
"Arkay!" I called out.
"Over here! Now, come over quickly. I have something to give you. Hurry up, I will be going back soon. I can't leave Mundus for too long." Arkay's voice called out from behind me.
Turning to face the direction of the voice, I saw an old man about half my height carrying a walking cane slowly making his way to me with a stack of papers in his other hand.
"Arkay?" I asked cautiously.
"This is my form in this world, well, one of my many forms. I like this form the most, the people of this world respect the elderly so much. Anyway, here is all the forged documents that you need. An invitation to stay in a big mansion near a beautiful beach in this country is in here too. This wallet on the top of the pile will keep generating whatever currency of the country you happen to be in, so cash isn't going to be in short supply. Finally, here is a phone that you can use to contact me, just don't lose it alright? This phone is powerful, if these mortals get their hands on it, who knows what they can do! Now, have fun! Oh, and be careful, you are mortal here, so don't die. Goodbye." Arkay informed as he handed me the pile of paper before opening a portal and disappeared.
"Alright, now what do I do?" I asked myself as I pocketed the wallet and started to flip through the phone's contact list.
"Akatosh, Dibella, Arkay… Oh, cool! The taxi service!" I exclaimed as I scrolled through the long list of contacts, coming across other names that somehow includes the other gods I learnt about, like this pink and purple space dragon named Palkia. "Hmm, why isn't this list in alphabetical order?"
"Hello? Hi, I am… Shirley. I would like to have a cab to pick me up. The address of my destination? Umm… (Note 1) Blue Ocean Drive 1900. My current location? Give me a second… Umm… Henshoe Road. Booking complete? Thanks!" I said after figuring out how to dial the number.
"Huh, Shirley Adams. I guess that is my name here. I look good in this ID card, hehe." I said as I examined the piles of documents, pocketing the individual cards that was slotted between the papers. "Apparently I am eighteen."
"Hey! Are you Shirley? I am supposed to pick someone up here." The taxi driver in the yellow taxi in front of me asked.
"Finally! I have been waiting for so long that I thought you might never come! Now, to my house!" I exclaimed in delight as I jumped in.
"Alright, let's go…" The driver sighed as we head off.
{One hour later}
"Alright, that will be twenty dollars." The driver said as he stopped in front of a huge brick mansion.
After giving him some of the money that spawned from the seemingly empty wallet, I alighted.
"Ah, I have been expecting you, Shirley." A man in a suit said as he opened the gate. "I am Johnathan Donovan, I will be your butler for the duration of your stay."
"Why are you here?" I asked Johnathan.
"I was created by the gods from the many universes that comes here for vacations. Arkay had instructed me to receive you for the time being. Other gods might come, but they only really stay for a few days, their duties are very important." Johnathan informed me as he helped me carry the stack of papers into the mansion grounds.
"Can I have a tour of the place?" I asked.
"Sure, I was going to suggest that very same thing. Come, I will show you your room first." Johnathan said as we head down the incredibly long walkway.
{In one of the few thousand rooms inside the mansion…}
"This place is huge! It doesn't even look that big on the outside." I exclaimed as I collapsed on a chair in my huge bedroom.
"A blessing from the god Palkia. He made this place big enough to house the many gods, one for each of the gods and it even includes guest rooms. I would suggest that you do not go into any of their rooms though, especially those in the basement. They are very hostile, not suitable for someone with a fragile body like yourself." Johnathan said.
"Who lives in the basement?" I asked carefully.
"The demon gods! The opposite of the good ones that lives up here. Just stay away from the basement, alright? My other twin is not so friendly towards those who lives upstairs." Johnathan exclaimed in slight fear.
"Alright, let's go tour the other places!" I exclaimed as I jumped out of the chair.
"Wow, this place is amazing! A disco centre about the size of a football stadium, a huge arcade centre, a large arena for battles and best of all, a huge, infinitely replenishing buffet featuring all sorts of food and cuisines!" I exclaimed in delight as we re-enter the foyer.
"Good to hear that you like the place, but there is more. Let me show you." Johnathan said as he led me across the foyer.
Just as we where about to enter one of the many hallways, the doorbell rang.
"Holy Mary residences, how may I help you?" Johnathan spoke into a walkie-talkie.
"Johnathan! Are you going to let me in?" A high pitched, girly sounding voice came from the device.
"Oh, sure, forgive me for not noticing your arrival, Miss Mew." Johnathan spoke humbly into the device before disappearing.
A few moments later, A girl in a pink dress that looks about five years of age and a much older looking teenager wearing a purple shirt and blue jeans stepped into the foyer. A second later, a man carrying a huge pile of suitcases that looks about ready to burst open steps in.
"Is there anything you require, mdam?" Johnathan asked from behind the pile, seemingly unfazed by the size of the pile of suitcases.
"Introduce us to the woman here, I don't believe we have seen each other before." The teenager said as she pointed at me with an index finger.
"She is Shirley, the one Arkay talked about the last time he was here." Johnathan said as the suitcases disappeared, making me assume that he must have teleported them to their rooms.
"Ah, the soul he was forced to kill. A pleasure meeting you, I am Mewtwo and this is my mother, Mew." the purple haired teenager introduced themselves. "We are here for a little vacation before heading back, our world has become so boring."
"You- Your mother?! She looks like a kid!" I exclaimed in shock as well as fear, I had learnt not to mess around with these gods for they are very powerful.
"I am older than all of you! Even older than Time itself!" Mew screamed furiously.
"Heh… Heh… Sorry for that… Please don't kill me!" I screamed in fear.
"It is best that you don't anger her anymore…" Mewtwo warned shakily.
"Hey, I have a question, why do you say she is your mother? Aren't you a lab experiment?" I asked the purple wearing teenager.
"Oh, I was created when she said she wanted someone to play with, she was bored. Arceus thought it was a good idea, until I accidentally destroyed his pristine Hall when I went mega. Whoops." Mewtwo explained. "I have seen some humans try to recreate me, but they have failed miserably."
"Whatever, let's play!" Mew exclaimed happily, seemingly having forgotten that I accidentally offended her.
[Present day, Janice third-person POV]
"So that was how I met them. They were fun, I had thought that Mewtwo would be more matured, but she plays along just fine. Later, Arceus came to bring them back, saying something had happened that involves them, so they went back. I stayed there until Arkay came to take me back. A year later, you showed up." June said, ending her story.
"Wow, the other gods have a place on that world to go to as a place of relaxation. It sounds like a very good place to go, I wish I can…" Janice said longingly, imagining the pristine beaches of the mansion.
"You can always ask Akatosh…" June suggested.
"Why didn't he bring me there before! This is the first time I heard of such a place! It is so unfair that you, an insignificant dragonsoul can visit such a place that is normally reserved for the gods and I, the first born of Akatosh and the God of Destruction can't go!" Alduin shouted in anger.
"I'm sure he had his reasons." Janice said as she stood up. "Come on, I am having dinner with some nobles this evening, the Empress shouldn't be late."
[Next day, 10a.m. Throne room]
Without a warning, all the guards in the room fell over dead with an arrow in their back. Ragnos and Lydia quickly stepped in front of Janice and Derkeethus, ready to protect them.
"Do you really think you can escape your fate, vampire?" Isran's voice sounded from the doorway. "You tricked me! You wanted to join the Dawnguard but you convert to becoming a vampire instead! You also stole my quest to prevent the vampires from using Auriel's Bow, the very same bow you now posses! Have you tried using? Of course you had! No vampires can ever resist the lure of eternal night! Enough, you will die today, vampire!"
"Stop over-reacting, Isran. If she had used the bow, there would be news reports about the darkening of the sky, of which there was none. Now, are you going to just stand there and shout at her, or are you going to help me avenge my leaders' deaths caused by the dragon?" A man in a black cloak said as he strolled up to Isran.
"Who are you?! What do you want with the Empress?!" Lydia shouted.
"I got this." Janice said as she stood up. "Isran! What is all this about?"
"You will pay for your betrayal, vampire!" Isran screamed as he charged, clearly fueled by anger instead of logic.
"Hyah!" Lydia screamed as she trust her sword into the Dawnguard's leader's unguarded face, instantly killing him as the sword's tip emerged from the back of the skull.
Luckily he did not ask his members to follow him here, they would quickly meet the same fate as well. I guess it is up to me now. The man thought as he walks towards the throne, his cloak swaying around, but he made sure that his weapons are well hidden inside the opaque cloak.
"State your business here!" Ragnos shouted at the man.
"Ah, the leader of the new cult. Your members thought the Blades were gone for good. They never been so wrong." The man taunted as he stopped in front of the steps on which the throne stood. "Why, Dragonborn? Why? The Blades were only trying to help you."
"So was Paarthurnax! And they still want to kill him? What is wrong with you?!" Janice shouted as she drew her sword.
"The dragon can defend itself, amusing." The man said as he took out a dagger and threw it into Ragnos' head, killing him instantly. "You don't need that loser, hasn't Alduin's Dragon Cult taught you anything?"
"Hyah!" Lydia screamed as she charged in.
"Pathetic." The man said as he sidestepped the sword trust and trust another dagger into Lydia's abdomen, disabling her.
"Who are you?!" Janice shouted as Derkeethus retreats like a coward.
"The last Blade that you didn't kill! I have perfected the perfect enchantment to take down an undead dragon like yourself! That was why I was with Isran, we spent the last few weeks reverse engineering the poison you used to kill Esbern as well as trying to put the Dawnguard's secret undead killing enchantments and the dragonbane into one weapon. I have also made the dragonbane into a spell. Now, you will die, dragon!" The man screamed as he charged with a glowing Blades Sword and a purple spell globe in his hands towards Janice.
A/N: Some bad news, I will be gone for the next few weeks as I finish my assignments. Sorry it took so long, about 4 weeks at this point, but I have been rather busy with school.
Note 1: Going to make up addresses here, I don't want to bother to look for real ones :P.