By the time she got to Raven Rock, she had slowed to a jog. Her heart pounded in her ears, her chest burned and her legs ached. She jogs through the open gate and slows as she looks around at people carrying their dead away. Captain Veleth sat on the temple steps, a cloth pressed to his bleeding forehead.
"Kyra..I-we.." Kyra doesn't stop as she brushes past him and makes her way through the square. Glover's forge was a smoking cinder his house's roof caved in and one wall fell.
Kyra walks up the path to her house and through the open door. Sofie sat at the kitchen table, the manor was a mess everything that could be broken was, and everything was tossed and in disarray. Kyra stops at the top of the stairs.
"Sofie where's your mom?" Her voice didn't feel like her own, she didn't feel like she was really here.
"Downstairs with Glover." Kyra slowly takes the steps down and each click of her boots seems to echo off the wall, a bloody axe rests at the base of the stairs.
Glover sat on one of the benches surrounding the small pool in the center of the lower floor, Selena rested draped across the bench her head on his lap, running his fingers through her hair. Kyra lets her pack drop from her shoulders onto the ground as she slowly walks up.
"Glover?" She asks cautiously as Glover slowly looks up at her.
Glover doesn't say anything just shakes his head.
Kyra moves closer, her knees felt like they would give out from under her. She looks down at Selena, her green eyes were empty, still wide in fear. Kyra finally falls to her knees as she looks down at her.
"I'm so sorry Kyra."
"What happened?"
"There wasn't anythi-I swear I tried-"
"What happened?!" Kyra voice grows louder, and colder.
"Lurkers, they just- they came and suddenly everything was...chaos. I tried to defend the Forge and one knocked me down, by the time I woke up it was all over and she was-she was..."
"Go take Sofie out of here."
"Kyra I-"
"Go!" Glover slowly moves out from under her, getting up he looks at Kyra as she kneels looking down at her wife then slowly walks up the stairs.
"I-" Kyra's words fail her as tears fall from her cheeks. She sniffs and wipes them away, managing a small laugh as she looks up at the ceiling.
"I knew this would happen...you were always going to die...because I loved you." Kyra moves onto the bench and rests Selena's head in her lap.
"I did you know, I loved you so much. You were the first person who ever let me just be...me. No pretense, no expectations just...me." She brushes some of the hair from her cheek and looks up at the ceiling again, shaking her head. Kyra leans down and kisses her cold lips, she brushes her tears from Selena's lips.
A dark and resolute look comes over Kyra's face as she slides out from under Selena's body and walks down the hall to the armory. She sniffs and wipes her eyes as she throws open the doors, they slam against their hinges with enough force for one door's hinge to snap and hang awkwardly on its second hinge until it creaks and gives way, the door falling to the ground.
"Hermaeus wants secrets?" Kyra mutters as she picks up a shimmering golden bow from a hook and slams it down onto the table.
"Miraak wants to rule Solstheim?" She walks over to a shelf with an inlaid safe and unlocks it, reaching in she retrieves a black quiver, in it were five black arrows she slaps the quiver down beside the bow.
"Let's see how badly they really want it." Kyra throws open several cabinets as she stuffs various items into her pack, slinging it onto her shoulders as she steps over the fallen door and out of the armory.
Neloth looks up as he hears her approaching, he sits on the bench next to Selena's body his head in his hands.
"Kyra I-"
Kyra doesn't say anything as she walks past him, turning on him when he grabs her arm to stop her. Neloth releases her arm when their eyes meet, Kyra's were full of hate and rage, glowing, and ethereal blue flames flickered and burned in the irises of her eyes.
"Whatever you're thinking about doing..." Kyra shoves past him. Neloth looks down at Selena's body as he hears the door slam behind her.
When she first came to Raven Rock he had done the research, read the stories. The Dragonborn was not of this realm born with the blood and soul of the dragons. Dov Ah Kiin in the oldest stories, the Dragon Hunter Child, the apex of the dragon slayer. A shiver of fear runs down his spine as he remembers the bard songs of legend and story: Beware...the Dragonborn comes.
Kyra marches up the path to the Earth Stone, walking past Glover and Sofie without looking at them.
"Fus Ro Dah!" The words explode from her lips as the wave of devastating energy expands before her and impacts the Earth Stone.
The Stone cracks at one of the deepest carvings corrupting it near the base, toppling back the now broken Stone lands in the dirt with a loud thud a cloud of dust kicking up around it.
Kyra climbs the platform the entranced villagers had built around it and shrugs her pack from her shoulders. The villagers begin to gather around her as Kyra picks up the now glowing bow, seating one of the black arrows. She raises the bow towards the shining sun, drawing the arrow back.
She releases, the Bloodcursed arrow sailing into the sky before it disappears.
A loud boom of thunder rolls across the sky as the sky begins to bleed black and the sun swirls red as blood. The world around the villagers darkens as they gasp looking up at the sky and the Dragonborn as tears stream from her glowing eyes, in the darkness they stood out like torches in shadows.
Kyra's chest heaves as she balls her fist at her sides and screams at the sky. A roaring animal like scream, it was as if it was her voice and another behind it mixed within it, something deeper...dark and monstrous. It seems to echo across the hills and sea, making the villagers all begin to back away. Thunder rolls across the sky again and lightning cracks as the wind begins to pick up.
"Miraak!" Kyra screams, the name seems to fill the air as the wind whips Kyra's hair about her face, tears still running down her cheeks.
Kyra kneels and flips open the top of her pack, pulling the thick Black Book from it as Neloth climbs the platform Kyra rises to her feet.
"Kyra! Look at what you're doing, think of what you're about to do!" Kyra draws her sword as she clutches the book against her chest, shouting back at him over the wind.
"No! I loved her! We were supposed to be together forever!" Neloth looks at the woman, taking a cautious step forward his hands raised.
"I know you did, but Kyra this- none of this will bring her back!" Kyra steps forward pressing the razor point of the blade into Neloth's chest, making him wince.
"I don't care!" Lightning arcs across the sky and several bolts strike the ground around the platform. Below them at the base of the broken Stone the pool of black goo begins to bubble and a Lurker emerges the goo exploding around him.
"Iiz Slen Nus!" The shout erupts in a wave of iridescent blue energy that encircles the roaring Lurker as he freezes into a massive chunk of ice, falling down into the goo with a splash. Kyra's frightening and tear stained blue eyes fall back onto Neloth, who stares down at the Lurker his mouth agape.
"Kyra, this is going too far! Look around you, you're out of control!"
"Step back Neloth..." Kyra opens the book in one hand as she looks down at it.
"The eyes, once bleached by falling stars of-"
"Kyra, don't!" Neloth tries to step forward as she begins reading from Waking Dreams.
"I said stay back! -by falling stars of utmost revelation, will forever see this faint insight drawn by the overwhelming question, as only the True Enquiry shapes the edge of thought..." Neloth stares at the woman, barely audible over the howling wind and thunder.
"Kyra, this is not the way!" Kyra presses her sword further into his chest, just enough to make him step back as she glares at him.
"Unless you want your life to come to a sudden and unspectacular end Neloth, you'll step back!" Kyra looks back down at the book as it begins to ooze black goo.
"The rest is but vulgar fiction, attempts to impose order on the consensus mantling of an uncaring godhead." Kyra drops the book as dark green tentacles spew from it. They encircle her wrists and begin to curl up her legs, a dark smile coming across her lips.
"Ready or not, here I come." Neloth watches Kyra as one wraps around her throat and drags her into Apocrypha.
"Dammit, Kyra."