Dovah Dah~ Elder Scrolls Fan fiction

Ch. 3 "Downhill"

   Axel and Paarthurnax had got rid of Karliah's horns and wings. Her dragon blood was stronger than her small body. She was already learning how to levitate things, she lifted A tankerd that was ten feet away! The last time Axe has seen that before was with his sons, Ashr and Masson had some crazy side effects. Ashr needed to wear a fold over his eyes, if anyone looked in his eyes they would die. With Masson his eyes turned into a void black, his dragon pupils turned a bloody red.

   A year later Masson was forced to join the army. The fight against the two sides has ended but Masson never came back. His buddies said that they saw him after the battle, he was perfectly fine but he had cuts everywhere, as he friends said. Their camp was located in a snowy tundra, Masson left for fire wood and never came back.

   Axel has shut down since then. He would hardly ever see Ashr, he would normally stay in his room. Karliah would normally be by Axe staring at a wall or at him. Paarthurnax would come one time a week, whenever Axe would see him he would lighten up a bit but he also shuts him out.

   A year later Axel finally opened up, but not for long.

Axel walked out of his room. He turned towards the couch looking for Karliah, she was gone and a piece of paper took her place. Axe ran to the folded paper and opened it.

"Forgot to pay?" Axe read out loud.

"Sweet mother, sweet mother, send your child unto me. For the sins of the unworthy must be baptized in blood and fear," Axe chanted in the back ally of his home.

Hours later a Dark Elf man came. His ebony skin and hair was covered by a hood and a mask, only his red eyes where visible. 

"Who," he growled.

"M-My father."

"Consider it done."

"I... I have nothing to pay you with but, I will pay in the future," Axe mumbled.

Before the elf took off he nodded at Axel.

   Axe dropped the paper and ran up the three flights of stairs. He reached the third floor and ran to Ashr's room, kicking down the door.

   "I'm Goin' out!" Axe exclaimed.

   Axe jumped on his horse and rode off to Falkreath. He reached Helgen in about an half hour later, the place was covered in Imperial guards. They gave Axel weird looks(he was on the Stormcloke's side during the great war), Axe dropped his head down low hiding his worried face.

He reached Falkreath, he tied his horse to one of the railings outside of the inn. He ran through the woods, he finally reached the black door. He walked up to the door, he put his hand on the door.

"What is the music of life?" A booming scratchy voice sounded like it was everywhere.

   "Silence my brother," Axel sighed.

   "Welcome Home." 

   Axe cracked open the door making sure that he was silent.  He crouched down and began walking down the stairs drawing his bow. Axel peeked around the corner, he saw all of the Dark Brotherhood members, except for Astrid. He drew his bow back and let go of the arrow launching it into a man's knee, Abjorn.

    An Argoinan launched at Axel, he tried to stab his legs but Axe got to the Argoinan's chest. A dark elf and a breton equipped their  magic, they launched fire balls at Axel but he all blocked them. A redgaurd slashed Axel in his foot and calf, Axel turned around and kicked him in the groin. He whirled around, the two mages were dead. A dark elf stood above them.

    "He's still alive," The elf said as he pointed to the redgaurd with an iron dagger.

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