Chapter 1: Escape

-17th of the Last Seed, 4th Era 201-

'Why? Why did this happen just when I crossed the border from Cyrodiil? I was just travelling towards Skyrim, to live my life there, but just then I fell in an Imperial ambush. I don't even know what they want. It's even my birthday.' A young half Imperial half Nord male with short spiky blond hair, was sitting in a carriage with his hands bound. He was only 18 years old, born on the 17th of the Last Seed, 4E 183. His parents moved to the Imperial city when he was born. He left his parents because he wanted to see his homeland: Skyrim. It was quite a difficult decision, because he loved his family, and they loved him back. His mother, named Ana, was a Nord mage. She studied at the College of Winterhold and she was a very good friend of Savos Aren, the current Arch Mage of the College. She was especially good with Conjuration and Restoration. Summoning creatures from Oblivion was one of the things she loved to do most, but she only did it when there was need. She once told him that she had connections with the Psijic Order. His father, Aquilius, however, was more of the swordsman. He was an Imperial, and he was tall, powerful and very agile. He served the Imperial legion for years and he knew of the horrors the Thalmor, the governmental representation of the third Aldmeri Dominion. They were known as racists, and they were especially known for torturing people the captured for information. Aquilius mostly dual wielded swords, but he was also fond of using greatswords and battleaxes. Aquilius was known as the 'Slaughter of Mer', because he faced 100 Altmer soldiers alone in battle, and lived to tell the tale. Then you had his two pets. Both were Clannfear, a Daedric race of raptor-like beings. Both were quite large. Ana summoned two of them from Oblivion on his 10th birthday, and it was the best gift he ever got in his life. They were brother and sister. The male one, named Razor, was a black Clannfear. He was three meters long and he had red eyes. The female one, named Lily, was a dark blue in color, had blue eyes and was about two meter and 80 centimeters. Both were quite affectionate, especially Lily, who, at times, had even crawled into her master's bed when he was asleep, because she needed attention. Both loved to get stroked or hugged and they were fiercely protective of their master. They were really sad when he left. Lily even cried. Even though his mother summoned creatures from Oblivion, she wasn't a Daedra worshipper. However, some Daedric princes, like Sheogorath and Azura, were respected by her. They worshipped the Nordic pantheon and the Nine Divines. He was pushed out of his thoughts when one of the people in the carriage, who was also bound, began to speak to him.

"You were trying to cross the border right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there." The man was a Nord male with long blond hair. His name was Ralof. He pointed at the seat next to himself. There sat another Nord, a very pissed Nord.

"Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I could've stolen that horse and be halfway to Hammerfell." The man known as Lokir said.

"You there. You and me, we shouldn't be here. It's these Stormcloaks the Empire wants. What is your name?" Lokir asked.

"My name is Saviik Dragonfist." I didn't know why he was called like that. Ana told me that it had a meaning, but she didn't know which Language it was and neither did she know what it meant and why I got that name. Suddenly Ralof began to speak.

"We are all brothers and sisters in binds now thief." Ralof said. Lokir however, wasn't too fond of hearing that, and neither was the Imperial soldier who was riding the carriage. He told us to shut up, but we didn't listen.

"And what's up with him huh?" Loki suddenly asked, seeing the man sitting next to me. His mouth was muffled with a cloth. He had a blue robe on and he had long brown hair with a mustache.

"Watch your tongue; you're speaking to Ulfric Stormcloak, the true High King." Ralof said fiercely.

"Ulfric? The Jarl of Windhelm? You're the leader of the rebellion. But if they captured you… Oh gods, where are they taking us!?" Lokir's discomfort was growing. He looked paranoid.

"I don't know where we're going, but Sovngarde awaits." Ralof sighed. Sovngarde was the realm of Shor, god of the dead. Nord heroes went there when they died. You could feast there forever and battle and drink was quite common.

"No, this can't be happening, this isn't happening!" Lokir was looking frantically around. Saviik sighed.

"I will find my way out. This is not how I'm going to die." I said. 'I hope they listen to me.' I thought. Suddenly Ralof spoke again.

"What village are you from horse thief?" He asked.

"Why do you care?" Lokir asked back.

"A Nord's last thoughts should be of home." Home, where my mother and father live. Where Razor and Lily live. He miss them. I silently chuckled. I am quite skilled with swords, and magic too, but I am really bad with shields and wards. I didn't like protecting himself with these kinds of things. I was more of the offensive guy, always being reckless, just like my father.

"Rorikstead, I'm… I'm from Rorikstead." Lokir replied.

"And you Saviik?" Ralof asked.

"I was born in Whiterun, but I have lived my whole life in the Imperial City." I replied. We neared the town known as Helgen, and suddenly an Imperial soldier driver began to yell.

"General Tullius, sir! The headsman is waiting!" He said. To his right, I saw an Imperial with short grey hair sitting on a horse. He was talking to an Altmer woman in Thalmor robes. I knew General Tullius. My father was also a general and worked with him and he sometimes had dinner with my father. I heard Lokir pray to the Divines.

"Shor, Mara, Dibella, Kynareth, Akatosh, Divines, please help me." He said with closed eyes. Ralof was still looking at General Tullius. He looked pissed.

"Look at that son of a bitch. And he's talking with the Thalmor. Fucking elves, I bet they had something to do with this." He then began to talk about the town.

"This is Helgen. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilod is still making that mead with juniper berries mixed in. Funny, when I was a boy, Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe." I heard a child ask his father where they were going, but the father only told him to go inside. Suddenly the carriage began to stop on a certain point in town.

"Why are we stopping?" Lokir asked.

"Why do you think? End of the line. Let's go, shouldn't keep the gods waiting for us." Ralof said. We all walked out of the open carriages and began to stand next to each other. While they were walking, Lokir began to yell.

"We're not rebels!" He said frantically.

"Face your death with some courage thief." Ralof said.

"You've got to tell them, we weren't with you! This is a mistake!" Lokir said frantically. One female Imperial captain was standing with a soldier, who had some sort of list in his hands.

"Tch, Empire loves their damn lists." Ralof said. I said nothing. I didn't know who these people were, but if they did know my father, I should be freed.

"Ulfric stormcloak, Jarl of Windhelm." The soldier said. Ulfric began to walk towards the place where the headsman was waiting.

"Ralof of Riverwood." Ralof did the same as what Ulfric did.

"Lokir of Rorikstead." The man known as Hadvar said.

"No, I'm not a rebel! You can't do this!" Lokir said frantically. He began to run away, but he was quickly shot down. The arrow hit his neck, immediately killing him. I've seen death before, but seeing someone getting killed like this was shocking. Saviik was getting quite angry.

"Anyone else feel like running?" The Imperial captain asked with a smirk. Suddenly the other soldier began to speak.

"Wait, you there. Step forward." I did what I was told.

"Who are you?" The man asked me.

"I'm Saviik Dragonfist, son of Aquilius Dragonfist. And why did the Imperials capture me? I was only walking towards Skyrim." I replied. The Imperial captain began to laugh.

"You mean general Aquilius? You're not his son. You're lying. I hate liars." I saw her giving me an angry look.

"I'm not lying, and I asked you a question." I said fiercely.

"Do not talk to me like that fool." She said rather hostility. I didn't back down.

"You know, I've lived my whole life in the Imperial city, and just when I wanted to make a trip to my homeland, you decided to capture me. What is wrong with you!? You can't just capture everyone who crosses the border!" I yelled.

"We had to take safety measures." The captain replied.

"If my father hears this, you wish you never did this." I told her. I didn't feel like using a fire spell to incinerate the rope that was binding my hands, at least not yet. I was unarmed and they could definitely kill me.

"Captain, what should we do? He's not one the list and he does look like the general." The soldier said. At least he wanted to help me.

"Forget the list. He goes to the block." The Imperial captain smirked.

"By your orders captain." The man then looked at me with a sad and sympathetic smile.

"I'm sorry. We'll make sure your remains are returned to your family." I smiled at him, and I then looked at the captain.

"You treat people with disrespect. You're not a captain. Eventually this will be your downfall." I said to her. I then walked towards the rest. She yelled at me one final time.

"And your downfall is at the block, Nord scum." She said angrily. I just smirked.

"Stupid bitch." I muttered under my breath. I saw General Tullius talking with Ulfric Stormcloak.

"Ulfric Stormcloak, some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero doesn't use the power of the Voice to murder his king and usurper the throne. You started this war, plunged Skyrim into chaos and now the Empire is going to put you down, and restore the peace." Suddenly a loud roar echoed through the land. It was unnerving. I didn't know what to expect.

"What was that?" The sympathetic soldier asked.

"It's nothing Hadvar. Carry on." Tullius said.

"Yes General Tullius!" The idiotic captain woman said. The captain then turned towards a priestess of Arkay began to speak.

"Give them their last rites." She said. The priestess nodded.

"As we commend your souls to Aetherius, blessings of the Eight Divines upon you, for you are the salt and earth of Nirn, our beloved…" Suddenly a Stormcloak soldier walked towards the block.

"For the love of Talos. Shut up and let's get this over with!" He yelled. The priestess huffed.

"As you wish." She said, while glaring at the man. The captain then pushed him to his knees and placed her foot on his back, pushing him down with his head on the block.

"Come on! I haven't got all morning!" The soldier said fiercely. I was surprised. I didn't expect that someone wanted to die so much.

"My ancestors are smiling at me Imperials. Can you say the same!" The man asked them with a smirk. The headsman then swung his axe and he was cleanly decapitated. I was quite shocked.

"As fearless in death as he was in life." Ralof said sadly. Suddenly the captain smirked at me, and motioned me to come over. I didn't do anything.

"Next the Nord with spiky blond hair!" She said. Again, I didn't do anything.

"Are you deaf!? Come over here scum!" I just yawned lazily.

"Why should I listen to you? I didn't do anything wrong. You just captured me, thinking I was a rogue. I expected more from the Imperial legion than this." The woman glared angrily at me and forcefully pushed me towards the block. I looked at Tullius, and it looked like he didn't recognize me, or he was just pretending to not know me.

"My father was a way better leader than you, if you just decide to kill a normal traveler." I said angrily. Suddenly another roar echoed through the land.

"There it is again, did you hear that?" Hadvar asked.

"It's probably nothing, carry on." Tullius said again.

"Hello?! Don't you recognize me! You always had dinner with my father." I told him. I saw the recognition dawning upon him, yet he didn't interfere.

"You see, you're just a big liar." The captain said, while forcefully pushing my head on the block.

"Believe what you want bitch." I said. Suddenly another roar echoed and this time a giant creature flew towards us. "What in Oblivion is that!" Tullius asked in shock. The creature landed on top of one of the towers. It was a greyish black, it had red eyes, a slender built, and it had black spikes around its body. Its wings, body and tail were huge.

"Dragon!" I heard a prisoner say in fear. 'A dragon? But aren't those creatures supposed to be extinct!' I thought, seeing the dark dragon looking at me. I was quite afraid, but I gathered my courage.

'I may be stupid, but that thing looked at me as if it was amused. It was quite a feminine look. What the fuck is wrong with me? How can I know if it's a woman!?'

I always thought dragons were bulky, but this one was slender. It was still long and big though. Suddenly the dragon spoke in a language unknown to me. The voice echoed through the town and a shockwave came out of its mouth. Then suddenly, fucking meteors came out of the skies! There was chaos everywhere. Suddenly it began to speak again, and this time I heard it clearly.

"Fus Ro Dah!" The dragon roared in feminine dragon voice. A large shockwave came and a lot of soldiers and prisoners were blasted off of their feet. This was my chance to escape.

I looked around and fires were raging, houses were blasted apart and I saw already a lot of dead people, even the Imperial captain. Suddenly I saw Ralof running towards me.

"Come on! The gods won't give us another chance!" I quickly followed Ralof towards a tower, with the dragon flying above me. I quickly arrived there and Ralof closed the door. Ulfric Stormcloak was with us.

"Jarl Ulfric! What is that thing? Could the legends be true!?" Ralof asked frantically.

"Legends don't burn down villages." Ulfric replied. I began to speak.

"We need to move now! Otherwise that dragon will definitely kill us!" Everyone began to walk up the stairs. Suddenly the wall next to me broke down and a large barrage of fire was pointed at me. I quickly dove away, barely avoiding it. The dragon began to speak in that same powerful, yet feminine voice.

"Veyn los hi joor!" I didn't understand it, but I definitely thought that it wanted me dead. The dragon then moved somewhere else. I quickly jumped out of the hole the dragon made and landed on one of the houses.

"I didn't expect a dragon in Skyrim!" I yelled in frustration. I quickly walked down the stairs and when I walked outside, I saw Hadvar with another Imperial yelling at a boy, who stood petrified. I saw the dragon landing a few meters in front of the boy, and I did the most idiotic yet heroic move in my life.

"Hey stupid dragon! You ugly son of a bitch, face me how men always do!" I yelled. To be honest, I didn't find the dragon ugly at all. It was quite beautiful, but also intimidating and powerful looking. The kid immediately ran away and the dragon shifted its gaze at me. It began to roar.

"Vir yin hi tinvaak wah zey med tol! Ahrk Zu'u los punah!" The dragon then breathed in, and I knew that this was trouble.

"Yol Toor Shul!" I quickly moved to the side, barely avoiding a dangerous fire breath. The dragon then flew back in the skies and I quickly ran towards Hadvar.

"You saved the kid's life, and you lived to tell it. Come, keep close to me if you want to stay alive." Hadvar said. He then looked at the other Imperial soldier.

"Gunnar, take care of the boy. I have to find General Tullius and join the defense." I then followed Hadvar. I saw the dragon circling me again. I silently chuckled. It definitely wanted me dead now. Hadvar and I quickly moved behind a house to dodge another fire breath. Dead bodies were lying everywhere. Some were incinerated. Others were ripped apart. When then saw General Tullius ordering some men to attack the dragon. Imperial battle mages were using fire spells to attack the beast, but it looked like the dragon didn't even feel it. I gave Tullius a glare, but he didn't look at me. I still followed Hadvar. We then came across Ralof.

"Ralof! You traitor! Out of my way!" Hadvar yelled.

"We're escaping Hadvar, and there's nothing you can do about it." Hadvar then motioned me to follow him. I obliged quickly, not wanting to get incinerated by that damn dragon. I quickly moved inside with Hadvar and I breathed a huge sigh of relief.

"Looks like we're the only ones who made it. Was that really a dragon? The bringers of the End Times?" Hadvar asked in disbelief.

"I don't know, but I always thought they were extinct." I replied. "Hey, could you get these bindings off?" Hadvar nodded and released me from my bindings.

"Is it true? Is it true that you're the son of the famous Aquillius?" I nodded.

"Yes, and Tullius knew me." I said. I clenched my fist in anger.

"But why didn't he interfere!" I asked in anger. Hadvar gave me a sympathetic look.

"Come on, we have to keep moving, but I suggest that you take a look around to find some gear." I nodded and I quickly found a chest, containing some Imperial light armor, an iron sword, Imperial boots and a key. I found another iron sword on a rack. I grabbed that too and I quickly put on my armor. I sheathed my two swords and Hadvar began to speak.

"Ready? Let's keep moving. That thing is still out there." I nodded.

"Yeah, and I have the feeling that that thing is still looking for us." I said. Hadvar then pulled on a chain and a door opened. We quickly went through it and walked through the small corridors. We came across a door and we heard some Stormcloak soldiers speak.

"We need to get moving! That dragon is tearing up the whole keep!" Another answered him.

"Just give me a minute, I'm out of breath." Suddenly the door opened and Hadvar quietly nudged me.

"Stormcloaks, maybe we can reason with them." I nodded. And I followed Hadvar. When the two soldiers saw us, they immediately grabbed their weapons, which were iron warhammers.

"Hold on, we only want to…" Hadvar began, but he quickly had do dodge a swing. We unsheathed our own weapons.

"If you want to die, so be it." Hadvar said. One of the soldiers swung his weapon right at me, but I swiftly dodged it and pierced my right blade through his chest, instantly killing him. I looked at Hadvar, who slashed the soldier's chest open. He fell to the ground, defeated.

"Let me see if I can get that door open." Hadvar said. He then opened a metal door and I followed him down the stairs. We went through some other small corridors and suddenly a lot of stones fell down, blocking one of the paths.

"Damn dragon." I muttered, earning a snicker from Hadvar.

"Actually you should thank it. It saved your life after all." I sighed.

"The irony of that. It wanted me dead, yet it saved my life." I said. Hadvar then opened a door and we saw a lot of barrels. I looked inside a few and I saw some potions. I quickly grabbed them and put them in some of the pockets.

"Where is my bag?" I asked in frustration. Somehow, it felt like the gods were helping me. Behind a corner, I saw my bag with my supplies, potions and other things. I quickly grabbed.

"Well I'm quite lucky with finding this here." Hadvar looked at me with a smile. Suddenly we saw two Stormcloak soldiers attacking us.

"Imperials, die!" They yelled. We quickly killed them with a flurry of slashes and walked further down some stairs. What I then saw made me really angry. We came across a torture room, were some dead Stormcloaks were lying. We saw an old Imperial, presumably the torturer. There was also another Imperial who was carrying the bodies towards a corner.

"You fellows happened along just in time. These boys seemed a bit upset at how I've been entertaining their comrades." The torturer said. I glared at the man. My father once told me that he really hated those torture rooms, but they were necessary for information. I found it sickening.

"Don't you know that a dragon is attacking Helgen?" Hadvar asked the man.

"A dragon? Please, don't make up such nonsense." The torturer said. "Although come to think of it. I did hear some odd noises coming from over there."

"Come with us, we need to get out of here." Hadvar said.

"You have no authority over me boy." The torturer told us. He was quite a fool.

"Didn't you hear me? I said the keep is under attack!" While Hadvar was arguing with the man, I found a book called The Book of the Dragonborn. I decided to scroll through the book, and the last few sentences intrigued me. It was the translation of a prophecy called the Prophecy of the Dragonborn. I began to read it.

'When misrule takes its place at the eight corners of the world.

When the Brass Tower walks and Time is reshaped.

When the thrice-blessed fail and the Red Tower trembles.

When the Dragonborn Ruler loses his throne, and the White Tower falls.

When the Snow tower lies sundered, bleeding.

The World-Eater wakes, and the wheel will turn upon the Last dragonborn.' I didn't quite understand it, but it seems that these were events that had already happened. I decided to put the book in my bag, and I heard Hadvar speak to me.

"All right old man, but this will be your doom. Saviik, come." I followed Hadvar and the torturer's assistant also followed us. Suddenly we came in an open clearing with water streaming under us. I suddenly heard something next to me and I saw a Stormcloak soldier smashing his hammer in the torturer's assistant, who instantly died.

"Raaaghh!" I yelled, while bringing the soldier to his knees and pointing my swords in a crossed motion on his neck.

"He didn't do anything wrong, so I'll avenge him." I then decapitated the man and his head rolled in the small river. I saw Hadvar dealing with the other guards.We then walked further and I saw Hadvar pulling on a lever. The wooden drawbridge in front of us then got lowered and we could walk further. We finally came out of the dungeon, and we were now in a cave. Just when we came out of it, we heard the dragon roar again and the path behind his got blocked by falling stones.

"I guess we're lucky that didn't come down on top of us." I nodded.

"Yeah." Was the only thing I said.

"We better push on. I'm sure the others will find another way out." We then followed the river. And we came on a dead end where the river was still going though. To our right though, we could walk down the cave. Suddenly I saw giant weird spiders in an open spot in the cave. Some were coming down from the ceilings.

"What the fuck?!" I asked in disbelief, not expecting those kinds of creatures. I quickly grabbed my swords and Hadvar did the same. One spider decided to lung at me, but I quickly pierced my sword through its abdomen. Another then tried to bind my, but Hadvar quickly sliced the string and killed it. We moved our way through the spiders, and when all of them were killed, we continued.

"Tch, what next, giant snakes?" Hadvar asked in a mocking tone. I just chuckled. We continued our way through the small path in the cave, but suddenly we saw a bear sleeping.

"Look, a bear." Hadvar stated the obvious. "We should leave her at rest. Maybe we can sneak past her." I nodded and Hadvar quietly followed me. Luckily, the bear didn't wake up and if I looked correctly, she had two cubs sleeping next to her. It was an adorable sight, and even I admit it. Suddenly I heard Hadvar whispering to me.

"Come on, or the bear will see you." I nodded and we quickly moved away from her. We saw daylight shining in the cave, and we knew that we were nearing the entrance. Hadvar quickly moved through a small corridor and when I followed him, we were outside. Suddenly we saw the dragon flying above us, but the thing didn't see us and flew further towards the north.

"I really thank you Saviik, for saving me. You should follow me to Riverwood, and I suggest you join the Imperial Legion. You're quite skilled." I looked at him.

"All right, but you have to lead the way because I'm quite new in Skyrim!" We both began to walk towards Riverwood. I was still wondering though. How did a dragon suddenly appear? I shuddered at the thought of getting incinerated.

As you may have noticed, this Alduin is indeed female, and eventually this will become a male Dovahkiin x female Alduin fic. I just started this story because Skyrim suddenly excited me again, and because of the Elder Scrolls online!

Dragon language translator:

Saviik: Savior

Fus Ro Dah: Force Balance Push, the Unrelenting Force shout

Yol Toor Shul: Fire Inferno Sun, the Fire Breath shout

Veyn los hi joor?: Where are you mortal?

Vir yin hi tinvaak wah zey med tol! Ahrk Zu'u los punah!: How dare you talk to me like that! And I am female!

If you have questions, ask me. And I use Thuum . org for Thu'um translations.