My Hero Of Helgan Returns (skyrim fanfic)

My Hero Of Helgan Returns

Be aware that the first 2 or three chapters will be the introduction of the game!

I heard light wheels turning awaening me from my sleep that felt like years. I finally taken my surroundings and let my blurry vision clear up. It was about early morning, 8 about that time. The sun was pushed behind the clouds making a dim light and snow falling on the landscape making it white. I looked at my body to see I was in dirty ripped clothes, and my hands tied up. I  was just trying to cross the borders! I don't remember how I  got in this!

"Ah, so your finally awake?" A nord in blond long hair asked, with a semi-smile.

"I guess." I said which came out much like a small groan. I rubbed my eyes with my tied up hands and blinked a couple time.

"You were caught trying to cross the borders,friend?" The blond nord asked me.

"Damn, you stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine untill you came along. The empire was nice and lazy."

I turned my head to my right to see a man in the same clothes i was wearing, with short black hair staring at the ground.

"Anyways...." The blond nord says sounding angry. " We are all brothers and sisters in bonds now, you are one of us."

Then I heard a grumble from my side. I thought I was hungry untill I saw a man in good looking clothes. No he wasn't attractive. He wore nice clothes.

"Whats his problem?" The short haired guy asked.

"Watch your tongue horse thief!Your talking to Ulfric Stormcloak, Jarl Of Windhlem!" Ulfric Stormcloak? Who is that!?

"Ulfric? They caught you then that means....OH GOD WHERE ARE THEY TAKING IS?!" The "Horse Thief" Shouted very frightened. Um.....what's the problem?

"I don't know....but Sovngarde awaits." The nord blonde said looking to his right. I think I'm going to pass out. I CAN'T DIE! NOT LIKE THIS! Then silence filled the air for a good minute untill the Nord asked again" Where you from horse thief?"

"Does it matter?" The Horse thief asked very frustrated.

"A mans last thoughts....should be home..." The blonde nord stated.

"....Rorikstead. I'm from Rorikstead." The horse thief said.

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Suddenly the cart stops.

"Why are we stoping?" The Horse thief said frithened.

"What do you think? End of the line." I gulped looking at the sky one last time before I died." Coe out!" A lady dressed in heavey silver looking aror yelled. We climbed out and stood in groups of two. A man with a list cae out next to the lady and started calling names.

"Imperials love thier damn list." Someone whispered.

" Lokir from Rorikstead." The list man called. The hor-Lokir stepped foward and yelled, " No! I'm not a rebel! You can't take me alive!" He started to sprint off, but the lady in armor shouted, " ARCHERS READY!" Then everyone turned to the running Lokir, including the list man and Lokir was shout in the back falling to the floor. Everyone then turns back to normal andthe man continues calling names. " Ralof, from riverwood." The list mans voice seemed dark in hate as the nord blo- Damn it. Ralof stepped foward and walked to the exicution area where a bunch of other people in blue were standing along with....um.......a dude with a HUMONGOUS AXE.

"Wait.... you there....step foward." I turned my head to see the list man staring at me along with that scary armored lady. I took a baby step foward scared to meet my death.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Syndia The Fighter" I stated. He looked confused and looked at the list. Then he looked at the armored lady with a worried and panicked face.

"Legate, she's not on the list." He stated.

"forget the list. Send her too." Legate commanded flipping her hand.The list man looked at me and made a sad face.

"You picked a bad time to come to skyrim kinsman." He looked at his list, and I cringed at his words....

Death is already taking me.....

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Hope you enjoyed  the first chapter!