Chapter two

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Oh children, I am so worried for our fabulous hero! Will he survive the dishonourable dragons or will he get brunt to a crisp and put in a packet of chips for you lil ones to eat!? Who knows? Do you? I don't! Let's go find out!

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Ugh! It's too hot! Zhou crawled out of gap between the fallen buildings. His arms red from the fire. His knees were scraped from the rubble, although it was worth it now that he wasn't staring into the eyes of that ferocious blood dragon. Zhou quickly stood up and ran towards the giant wooded doors that separated Whiterun from the rest of the outside world. Unfortunately the exit was blocked by tons of rock and dead guards. The only way he could get out of the city would be to climb the mess. The Dragonborn grabbed onto a large rock and started to climb.

"Dovahkiin!" Zhou could hear Alduin screaming out for him. "DOVAHKIIN!" Alduin finally crashed through the rubble and was right behind Zhou, still raging about the insults from before. Zhou had climbed up to the top of the pile and was standing right on a guards' lifeless body. He turned and faced Alduin.

"Why are you so mad? Bad breath! You have your crappy little city! Why chase me!? Stupid!" Zhou teased as he made faces at Alduin.

"NAHLOT" Alduin roared at the Dragonborn. Zhou smirked and waved his arm.

"Sorry, but I cannot do that!" He turned around and jumped off the edge of the pile, at least 20 meters above ground. "WULD NAH KEST" Zhou's shout flew towards the ground. He was suddenly transported safety in a blink of an eye. The sound waves crashed into the dirt lifting it up to create a dust cloud. Alduin stomped up the rubble and glared at Zhou running away.

Ok, ok. There isn't any cover and Alduin is still on my back... Zhou panicked. The infamous dragon took a large breath and was just about to spew fire all over Zhou. The Dragonborn ran as fast as he could. Blood tickling his legs and his shoulders were aching from carrying the large bag still on his back.

Woosh!

Zhou paused and glances over at Alduin who was screaming its head off. There was a perfectly shot arrow lodged into it's right eye. Normally Alduin would shrug it off, but because it had already been damaged from the battle with Zhou the pain off the arrow hurt like nothing else.

"HURRY!" A voice was calling out to Zhou to continue running. He passed hundreds of dead guards and farmer, burning crops and torn down flags. Zhou knew that the voice was coming from a small cart with two horses far in the distance. He told her to wait for him there in case of an emergency.

The Dragonborn took in a breath and attempted to use another shout so he could get closes to the cart, although his energy was drained and he was tired. Only scrambling around the land could get him to his destination. More and more arrows were being shot, keeping Alduin at bay. Zhou reached the cart.

"Quick! Get in!" The woman ordered and she jumped onto of one of the horse. Zhou threw the brown bag into the cart and then jumped in himself. He landed on a pile of his dead friends.

A/N: translations
Nahlot means silence(d)
Wuld Nah Kest mean Whirlwind Fury Tempest. It is another shout spell which allows the user to follow their shout at the speed of sound.

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