Chapter 10
(Mancar Cameron P.O.V)
Main chamber Arrius caverns
I could hear the cries of my followers as the forces of the Septim emperor cut them down, and I knew the boy himself was close; however, I had a surprise for him, one that would end the last dragon and open the gates once again. Now I just had to wait with the remaining followers. I could see the fear in their eyes as they heard the sounds of the legion getting closer. Fools, I had promised them a new life in paradise, and they still acted scared and pathetic. I was cut off from my thoughts when I saw the emperor himself walk down the steps to the chamber, sword drawn 4 of my followers moved to intercept them but fell dead before they got near him. Looking up, I saw his companions watching, weapons drawn, ready to fight. Smirking I stood from my throne to greet him. "So here you are at last the last of the dragon blood Hadrian Tiber Septim. You have been a thorn in my side for months now but it does not matter I will still win in the end." He looked at me with an unimpressed stare on the cheek before smirking "You really are pathetic, but you're dedicated. I'll give you that it's over, mancar give up."
I laughed. This child dared demand me to give up never! Glaring at him a snarled "foolish boy! How little you understand you cannot stop lord Dagon he will walk Tamriel again and all shall bow before him and you little dragon have fallen into my trap."
Turning to the door on the cliff to the left of me, I yelled, "Now, brothers, kill the last septum for Lord Dagon!." The Emperors companions jumped down to his aid but when nothing appeared I was angry "what are you waiting for. I yelled with fury "attack them kill them now " my only response was the door being reduced to splinters as one of my elites came smashing through it his chest caved in. "What, who dares?"
I stopped when I saw the culprit walk through the dust a big brute of a nord in legion Armor but with fur in place of the standard chain mail joint Armor parts he was clearly from Skyrim his ginger beard matched his ginger hair and next to him was the largest wolf I had ever seen a wolf of pure white coat but with some injuries. In his hands, he carried a Warhammer covered in blood.
I already knew the girl behind him. It was Princess Elisif, dressed in the Chainmail Armour of the City of Solitude, her sword covered in blood, her eyes burning with the fury of a barbarian Nord.
" how dare you kill my men, you Nordic dogs. Who in oblivion do you think you are" The Nord looked at me and smiled. "Me, I am Captain Tormund Giantsbane, of course, know Princess Elisif here, and you are all going to die you cultists cunts!."
with that he swung his hammer at my men I had no time to help as I had almost forgotten about the emperor until I heard the voice YOL,TOOR,SHUL with just enough time to move out of the way I saw the flames burn my followers to ash as they screamed in pain. This was not how it was supposed to happen I was to be given the rule of the land by lord Dagon, not this but it did not matter now as I looked up I saw the dragon emperor walk towards me through the flames and over the burning corpses of my followers his sword still drawn but he had somehow gotten hold of another blade that is when I saw his eyes the eyes of a dragon.
(Normal P.O.V)
Hadrian watched, amused, as Mancar drew his own blade, ready to fight him. The fool was desperate; he seemed to have forgotten he had magic. Their blades clashed. Mancar fought like a wild animal, trying to kill the Emperor, unaware that the Emperor was not even trying. The fighting between the legion and his remaining cultists had stopped to watch, but eventually, Hadrian started to grow tired of playing. Now, it would end.
(Hadrian's P.O.V)
The Radom Nordic Officer breaking through a door as a distraction was something I never saw coming especially since the legions I brought with me were not stationed in Skyrim recently. However, at the moment I had what I wanted the man who tore my family from me in my grasp I felt my dragon blood boiling I had toyed with him for a bit but now I wanted revenge stabbing my blades into the ground crossed I walked towards him I knew I was giving ocato a heart attack but all I could see was mancar when he took his final swing for my head I slipped under the blade with my right arm I grabbed his wrist and with my left I felt the pleasure of his arm being snapped like a twig. His screaming was a delight I taunted him "what's the matter mancar did I hurt you" my fist collided with his chest sending him backwards into the cave wall. As I made my way towards him he decided to fight back launching fireballs at me with such fury I was forced on the defensive "hahaha you see little dragon lord Dagon is still with me I will end the septim bloodline and the empire will fall." Looking at him I let the dragon take hold of me "no mortal. You won't."
(Normal P.O.V)
The cave went quiet as an unnatural voice came from the emperor's mouth. With unnatural speed and strength, he collided with Mancar, his fist meeting his face again and again "This is for my family" Punch "This is for Kvatch" Punch "and this. This is for my Empire!" Mancar was thrown behind the emperor landing in between the 2 crossed swords. Just as a large group of legionnaires ran in only to see the emperor had things in hand.
As he attempted to pull himself up he felt an armoured boot on his pack holding him in place as the emperor took hold of both blades "send Dagon my regards" with a roar he pulled both blades severing the man who ruined my family's throat.
(Hadrian's P.O.V)
It was over the man who had caused me pain was dead at my feet his surviving followers had given up I felt my dragon blood cooling I knew my people had seen them and I would tell them why I can do that when they ask me of course. However for now it was time to address the troops and get the hell out of this dump as I walked past a squad of battle mages I gave them instructions to burn the dead cultists then continued to follow Tormund outside to see my legions in formation awaiting me "my legions sons and daughters of Tamriel the threat is over mancar Cameron is dead." Hearing this, my legion's cheers rang loudly. I'd be shocked if the people of Skyrim didn't hear them. "As a reward for your outstanding service I am doubling this month's pay and the compensation to the widows of your fallen comrades. I am proud of all of you all hail the legion all hail the empire!." The cheers once again grew as did there chanting of my name Turing to my companions I gave them all a small smile. "Let's return to the capital we have many things to settle before the New Year which is not far away.
(1 week later imperial palace Imperial city)
(Hadrian's P.O.V)
It was the night before the new year, the year of Mara and the beginning of the 4th Empire I sat on the imperial throne as I watched the party flanking you sides were my new Dragon guard commanded by bow captain jena Selena was now viscountess of the town and castle of battle horn in county chorrol as well as champion of cyrodiil it suited her well. Tormund after hearing of his journey from hunting a group of cultists from Skyrim to Cyrodiil, plus seeing some of his handy work, I promoted him to the legate of the 9th legion, later nicknamed the ghost legion after their mascot Tormund's wolf ghost.
I was drawn out of my thoughts by Ocato, who informed me that it was nearly midnight. Standing from the throne, the crowd grew quiet, as did the music. "My lords and ladies, our empire has struggled in the last few months of this era, but through the dedication of our legions, we still stand united. But now is a time for celebration as we await the bell to be rung." 20 seconds later the bell in the temple of the one rang loud and true it was the New Year. Smiling, I turned to my guest "my honoured guests the 3rd age has ended now it is the 1st of morning star the year of Mara of the 4th Empire happy new year. The music started up again and the dancing and merriment carried on.