The Birth of Ruin

The Dremora

Aranith and Godsbody jump at the sound of screaming. Aranith looks up at Godsbody with a frightened look on her face.

"Get down, and stay here!" Audret yells at Godsbody and Aranith. They do as he says . Audret and Nysaiah run outside.

Then they hear a voice. It's almost as if the voice is everywhere, haunting them. "We heard you have one of us among you." It was a Dremora. "Give him to us, and we'll leave your pathetic village alone. If you won't give him to us, there will be.. consequences."

Aranith looks at Godsbody. "You," she whispers. "You're who they want.. but you can't give yourself up." Aranith already knew that Godsbody was thinking about giving himself up to save his village. He gets up.

"I have too. These people don't accept me here anyway. Maybe I should be reunited with my creater." Godsbody makes his way to the door with dread seeping into him.

"We know the Ruinach is among you!" The Dremora yells in frustration. "You week willed mortals don't even want him here, so why do you protect him?" Godsbody opens the door and walks out.

"We're not telling you anything, vile demon!" A masculine voice yells at the Dremora.

The people of Seyda Neen stand before a group of Dremora. The Dremora are taller then the people and have red skin. They all have horns on their heads. The Dremora that was talking stands with one of the people of the village at her feet.

"I thought it would be easier to get you all to cooperate. I guess not, and you'll pay for that." The Dremora unsheathes it's sword and stabs the person at his feet. At first he didn't know who it was, but when the person screamed, Godsbody knew exactly who it was. Audret.

Godsbody felt anger flow through him like fire though a forest. He yells with the ferocity of an army. He launches himself at the lead Dremora.

Raising his four arms, Godsbody attacks the Dremora. Letting his anger power him, Godsbody punches the Dremora that stabbed Audret repeatedly with two arms, and punched any who tried to get close with his other two arms.

The people of Seyda Neen used Godsbody's attack to launch an attack of their own, but Godsbody didn't care. All he cared about was killing the Dremora that attacked Audret. Landing punch after punch, the Dremora couldn't escape Godsbody's clutches.

Godsbody wasn't as strong as he would have been if he grew up in oblivion. He hadn't trained, or even fought anyone in his life. Godsbody's size overpowered the Dremora though, and his anger made him stronger.

Then Godsbody felt hands wrap around his arms, and not just one. Looking up, he saw someone he knew. Nysaiah watched as men pulled Godsbody off of the Dremora. The Dremora was bloody and beaten, and a few seconds after, the Dremora disappeared. That just made Godsbody more angry.

He shrugged the people off of him. There was nothing for him to attack now that the Dremora were gone. "Where'd they go?" Godsbody asked.

"Oblivion. Daedra don't die, they just reform back in oblivion." Nysaiah replies. She looks shook and worried.

"Audret?" Godsbody was almost scared to know what happened to him, but he had to know.

"We don't know. He's with the healers right now, but they've got a lot to do and don't want anyone in there right now." Godsbody nods to show he understands. He wanted to see Audret but he knew better then to interrupt the healers.

Godsbody takes a deep breath and looks around. The people of Seyda Neen were gathered around. Godsbody pushes through the crowd and goes back home. "Aranith?" He says when he gets in the threshold of the house.

"I'm here," Godsbody hears Aranith say quietly. "What happened out there?" She stands up from where she was hiding.

"The Dremora.. I attacked their leader and everyone else killed the other Dremora. They're gone now. It's safe." Godsbody walks over to where she was hiding. "It's ok." He puts his arms around the scared little elf.

Someone else bursts through the door. His face was angled and he was older then some of the other elves Godsbody has met. "You," the elf sneers at Godsbody. "This is your fault. The Daedra would have never attacked us if you weren't here." Godsbody let's go of Aranith. "If and when those foul creatures come back, you will turn yourself over and leave this place forever."

Godsbody was confused. He had saved them, hadn't he? Everyone would probably be dead if he didn't attack their leader, but then, if he was never here, the Dremora wouldn't have come here in the first place.

"You can't do that, that's unfair!" Aranith says to the older elf. "Gods saved you! You should be thanking him instead of sending him to Oblivion!"

Godsbody puts a hand an Aranith's shoulder. "No, it's okay. He's right. If I had never been here, then the Dremora wouldn't have come for me." He pauses and sighs. "If the Dremora come back, I'll leave with them."

Aranith looks angry, but she didn't say anything. Godsbody knew she didn't want him to go, but in order for Seyda Neen to be safe, he had to go.

Godsbody sits down to take in what just happened. Mehrunes Dagon, or at least someone in charge under Dagon's command, wanted him back. He didn't know why, because oblivion has an army of Dremora and Daedric creatures, what significance could one Daedra have?

"Aranith," Godsbody says, and Aranith looks at him. "There's got to be a reason they want me in Oblivion." Then he tells her about what he was thinking.

"I don't know, Gods. As you said, Dagon has an army of Daedra and there's no reason he'd be after just one. Maybe you have some sort of significance to Dagon himself? I don't see how though. You've been gone so long I don't know why they'd be after you now."

Godsbody thinks for a moment. "Maybe they didn't know where I was, or what happened to me until now. I pretty much stayed in here until before the Dremora attack."

Aranith didn't seem to care how they found him. "I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about what they would do to you in oblivion. You're living among mortals, and the Daedra see us as lesser beings, for you to be around us for so long, the other Daedra may see you as weak."

Godsbody puts an arm around her. "It's okay. I'm stronger and bigger then most of them. I'm sure I will be okay. Aranith hugs him back.

Godsbody releases Aranith and walks back outside. These people knew the Dremora better then him, and they seemed sure the Dremora would be back. Godsbody didn't want anyone to get hurt, so he would be there when the Dremora return.