Story Ideas

Falling into Oblivion

World: Oblivion

Status: A crossover with The Early Burd, and so they would go hand-in-hand.

Summary: A girl, in jail for the murder of her mother, gets a chance to start over. The catch? She just has to save the world. 

Chapter 1:

She sat in her jail cell, slumped into a corner. Chrystona Leiwulf had never been so miserable in her life.

She didn't even deserve to be here. Her whore of a mother deserved what she had got. All of Chrys' life, she had been openly sexual with multiple men at the same time, not to mention having had many affairs while married. Chrys had therefore never had any respect for her or a role model growing up, and thus tended to hang out with the wrong crowd; thieves, former bandits, even once a murderer. It had been easy therefore to slip a little poison into her evening wine...

As she looked at the irons around her wrist and her ragged clothing, she heard a voice from the cell across from her.

"Oooh, aren't you a fair lass. Your skin is so pale, so pure. And your body is so... strong. Let me guess. A Nord, right? I bet you think you're pretty tough, huh? I bet you can swing a sword and everything. Well, it doesn't matter! Not in here. It does no good to fight. But don't worry. The guards always treat the pretty ones nice. Right 'til the end. Oh, that's right. You're going to die in here, Nord!" He sounded like a Dunmer, and although they were seperated, she shuddered at his words. She then heard footsteps.

"Hey, you hear that? The guards are coming... for you! He he he he he he...."

She punched the iron bars in her fury, her knuckles busting open and blood splattering across them, a heavy scent of rust in the air.

"Damn it!" She swore, cradling her fist. Her hot head got her into lots of trouble, that was for sure. She collapsed, exhausted onto the dirt floor, ready to succumb to her fate. But her fate, it would appear, had other plans.

Note: I know, it's short and I'm lazy, but if you really like it I'll finish it, promise :3