Skyrim Dovah One Shots

Glory Aela x Y/N

Ugh..........

I ain't got any requests so I have to rack my brain for a good idea.

You know what, I will write a word down for Glory.

Y/N Pov,

It was a stormy night in the middle of Skyrim's dry season. (Don't ask me how just imagine it. Now close your eyes and imagine the stormy night). You just finished a mission but you had traveled all over Skyrim to beat that milk drinker into submission. You saw your target in Whiterun but she ran all cross Skyrim all the way to Windhelm. Your target dies from exhaustion, so you have failed, your head hangs low because you have been defeated. As you walk back to Whiterun the thunder rumbles and lightning but no rain strikes the ground. A single drop of water falls from the devines' heavens. One drop turns to two turns to a thunderstorm including its rain in the storm. The rain soaks your furs from your Saviors Hide. The storm gets heavier and heavier or so that is what you think. Voices return inside of your head after having a cleared mind ever since you met her. Your madness seemed to dissolve when you took your first glance at her. Your eyes roll back in your head and you mumble, "Akatosh, if you are truly my creator, don't let me end this way... Aela."  Darkness consumes you and takes you to the void that the Devines stay in. 

"Dovahkiin... I am sorry but you died last night in that thunderstorm. I cannot bring you back." "Akatosh? Why did you let m-" A strong set of arms bring you back to life? "Wait... Am I alive? Beat that Akatosh and Hircine. I ain't dying anytime soon." I realize I was resurrected and I start skipping with joy. The voices come back, the madness is back...

A dragon flys down in front of me and knocks me down from my celebrating feet. "Y/N, the void is in need of a soul because you have passes your expiration date much time. You were supposed to die saving Skyrim back in Sovngarde. Yet, here you are living and breathing, now you did die last night but someone had to fall in love with a redhead who is just as stubborn as you are." "Look Mr, I am alive because I have not decided to die. I don't care if you are in need of a soul. I plan on keeping mine." The dragon seemed pained when I told him I wasn't going to come with him.

Falkreath was in my sight and I followed the path to Whiterun. Aela was seen at the walls waiting for me. The beautiful redhead hugged me tight and kissed me when she had put me down. "Thank Talos that you are alive. I was worried that Sovngarde had finally gotten you this time. I was still surprised by the kiss because I was not expecting that. 

Look, I know the title didn't really have to do with anything with my short story.