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Chapter 1

Quinn felt her body shaking as she stood before the imperials and their lists. A priest stepped foreword to give them last rights and as she spoke the man to her right snapped at her.

"Oh, shut up and lets get this over with." He snapped as he walked up to the heads men block. The woman was flustered as she dropped her hands and mutter under her breath.

"As you wish." then she walked away. The woman who had condemned her to this fate walked up to the man and pushed him to his knees, then kicked him down to the block. His words fell on def ears to most as the heads men raised his blade, and brought it down. The mans head fell into the basket and his body to the side. Her heart jumped into her throat. All she had wanted was to return to her home and go to her brothers wedding. Damn her luck. Angry shouts came from behind her then the man who had been talking to her on their ride to the block spoke. Good man and so on.

"Next the nord in rags!" Her, that had to be her. A roar sounded and everyone looked around. It had happened once before when the general was rubbing Ulfrik's nose in the fact he had caught him and how dare he kill the king. Some one sounded worried and the woman ignored him. "I said next prisoner!" The man who had tried to get her released sighed and motioned Quinn forward.

"To the block prisoner, nice and easy." She had to move now, but she wasn't sure her legs would hold her. Then the thought of her legs giving out and her being on her knees before these imperials flashed before her eyes. She would be damned if she would give them that pleasure. Raising her chin she walked up to the block then turned to it. She was kicked to her knees and pushed down to the block. The man's, who had died here moments before, blood was still warm and as she sat there hunched over looked at the heads men she felt it coat her cheek. As he moved to raise his blade again her eyes grew wide. A dragon flew behind him in the close distance. His blade was in the air now, the dragon landed on the tower behind him and bellowed a making everyone grab their ears and stagger. But she stared in a mix of aw and terror as words she did not know filled her ears. The sky turned stormy and it began to rain down stones on fire. The dragon bellowed again and sent everyone to their knees as if knocked down by a great force.

Move she needed to move and now. Staggering to her feet she stumbled around her vision blurred momentary from the bellow. Up on her feet she looked around her sight still blurred.

"Kinsmen, get up! Come on the gods wont give us another chance!" She looked up to see Ralof before her his hands untied, and crouched near her. "This way." He said taking off to the tower behind him. She fallowed, quickly avoiding the flaming rocks from the sky. She slipped in and the door was shut behind her the a loud slam.

Quinn popped up in the rented bed and looked around panting. Damn had she just relived all of that in her dreams. The sounds of merriment coming from below told her everything she needed to know. Falling back on to the bed she took a deep breath. Then let it out. She was safe, for now, in whiterun. She had told the Jarl about the dragon and even helped bring one down. Only to find out she was the dragonborn. The hell was she supposed to do with that? Groaning she rubbed her hands over her face and sighed. Well for one thing she couldn't just lay in bed all day let alone one that cost her 10 gold a day. Pushing her self up she looked at the borrowed armor and thought about getting her self some real armor that was made for her. Thanks to her little trip into bleak falls barrow, she had a two handed ax that did a nice bit of damage. When she did fight. Looking around she found a dress that was about her size and slipped into it then grabbed the armor and headed out. There had been a black smith right when she had gotten into town maybe she could give her a fair price for the armor and make some for Quinn.

"Hello, there. Was looking to see how much you would give me this." Quinn said walking up to the woman. She turned around and looked at Quinn then the armor. She raised a brow before walking up to her and taking the armor and looking it over.

"Not bad shape, looks well taken care of. Why are you selling it?" Quinn shrugged.

"It wasn't but it did save my life. Cant say the same for the man who wore it before me. I was in need of some armor of my own. I like light armors better if you have any." The woman tilted her head a little then nodded.

"All right then, I think I have something, in mind that will work for you." She took the armor and put it aside. "That will cover the payment of it. Here is the extra." Quinn smiled and thanked her and turned to leave.

"Wont take me long to sting it together stay close all right."

"Will do thank you." she said over her shoulder. While she waited she wound up at the inn again, this time having for something to eat as she thought about the summons she had gotten from the gray beards. Being dragonborn meant she had a destiny bigger than what she had ever imagined for her self. Her mind wandered as she thought about whether or not she wanted to go up to High Hrothgar. Going up there meant she would be tasked with killing the dragons. Not going was damning all of the people of this land to death, and that was something she couldnt do in good conscious. Finishing up her food she got up and headed back to the blacksmith. As she was about to walk out a group of men walked laughing loudly. She stepped aside and let them in.

"Ale for the companions! We need ale and women." They shouted. She rolled her eyes as she sat back and watched them come pouring in. It wasnt till she saw a man walk in at the back of the pack that she watched them, or rather him, walk in. He was tall about a head taller than her with dark hair and eyes. He was all muscle and raw man, but there was something else, some thing she couldnt see yet it was there under the surface. All of the sudden he looked back at her making her back snap up right and a heat flare deep inside of her. It was an odd and new feeling as his eyes stayed on her for a moment longer than a simple passing glance. She could see him inhale suddenly and his eyes grew darker. That look, that one simple look had her on fire for a man she didnt know.

"Hey Farkas are you joining us?" Yelled one of the men he had walked in with, breaking the spell that they had both been under and had him turning away. She took a few breaths before allowing her self to slip out of the door and back to the blacksmith.

"Ah there you are. Here you are tell me what you think." Quinn looked it over and nodded.

"Very nice I think it will do nicely thank you." She gave the woman a little extra gold then asked it change in her shop. When she came back out in the leather she smirked. It fit smashingly and she knew just the way to test it out. Thanking her once more she took off at a run darting between people and over things in her way twisting round to avoid a pole. She was lost in the fluid-ness of her actions that she missed seeing the man step out of the shadows from the darkening sky, and ran right into him. His large hands clamped down on her arms and held her up as he grunted with the force she hit him with.

"Whoa there sister, slow down before you hurt someone." She stared up at him stunned unable to speak for a moment before she cleared her throat and stepped away.

"Right sorry about that got a little carried away. Didnt hurt you did I?" He chuckled and shook his head making the long dark locks of hair shift.

"Sister I dont think you could hurt me if you tried." She smirked at the underlining challenge in his tone.

"Well there is only one way to find out." The look he gave her spoke volumes.

"Have you ever thought of joining the companions?" She tilted her head a little at his question and shook her head.

"Frankly I just only just returned to Skyrim. There is a lot of things that have changed that take some getting used to." He smirked then motioned behind him.

"Well when that happens come see us at Jorrvaskr. I think we could do with one like you." She nodded shortly and smiled.

"I will keep that in mind thank you." He grunted, what seemed like an all right then turned and left. She stayed there and watched him walk up the steps and disappear into the upturned ship. Chewing her lower lip she smirked. 'Become a companion hum? Maybe I will.' She thought to her self as she returned to the inn for the night.

When morning came she was excited for it this time, and thankfully there had been no nightmares. She got up and quickly dressed before heading to Jorrvaskr. Inside was a large table with seats aplenty and food covering it as well. Her belly grumbled at the smell reminding her she forgot to eat, again.

"Can I help you?" A tall lean woman snapped at her. Quinn turned to her and nodded.

"Sorry I just wanted to know if I could join the companions." The woman raked a sneer over her before meeting her eyes. Thats when Quinn remembered her. On her way into Whiterun she and a few others had taken down a giant. Quinn had jumped in and helped bring it down but the woman had been just as snobbish then as well.

"Well lucky for you its not up to me to pick who is allowed to join. You have to speak to Kodlak." Then the woman walked away. Quinn made a rude gesture behind her back before pulling back and calming her self. After asking around she found out where this Kodlak was and made her way down to him. As she came up to two large doors she could hear voices coming from inside. Unsure of what to do she knocked and waited to be invited in. Pushing the door open she walked in and froze. Sitting across from, who she thought was Kodlak was the man from last night, only he was different some how. Frowning she let her eyes wander the man who looked like the one from last night. His hair was shorter and seemed much more tame, like he made sure to slick it back a few times. His eyes where also not as dark thou there was definitely something there behind them as well. He was also clean shaven unlike the man she saw last night.

"I know Vilkas, its the others I worry about. Ah a stranger comes to our hall." Hearing him called another name had her taking a calming breath. She knew that he was different now she knew it, maybe they where brothers? Pushing the thought aside she turned to Kodlak and nodded.

"I was wanting to join the companions." The old man lit up and looked her over.

"Would you now? Here let me have a look at you." He stood and walked around her and she couldnt help but feel like a hours getting sold. "Hum yes, perhaps. A certain strength of spirit." Vilkas scoffed.

"Master, your not truly considering accepting her?" Kodlak growled, all most like a wolf.

"I am nobody's master Vilkas. And last I checked we had some empty beds in Jorrvaskr for thous with fire in their hearts." After a moment she tuned them out as they started bickering over her. It sound like Vilkas didnt like new comers all that much. Too bad for him she was here to stay. Suddenly Kodlak turned to her again. "How are you in battle girl?" Looking at him she shook her head.

"I could lie and say I am the greatest sword you have ever seen. But that would be a lie. I, in truth still have very much to learn." Kodlak nodded and sat back in his chair.

"Good, no matter how old we get there is always more we can learn." He turned to Vilkas. "Take her out to the yard and see what she can do." He grumbled and stood.

"Aye." He said with a note of disappointment. Without a word he walked by her and she took it she was to follow him. Turning on her heel she walked behind him all the way up and out to the yard. Once there he turned to face her and hitched his chin up. She cursed in her head as she realized she was in his playground. "The old man said to have a look at you. So lets do this." He stepped back a few steps and pulled out his sword and a shield. "Just have a few swings at me, so I can see your form. Dont worry, I can take it."

She pulled her war ax off her back and spun it around in her hand before taking hold of it in both and taking her ready stance. This, she knew was more than just a judge on her form but also to see if she truly was worth a sod. Spinning around she brought the ax with her then smashed it against his shield making him stagger back. His arm dropped a fraction and she knew it must be humming from the force. Flipping the ax up she brought it down on him with a hard crash giving him only enough time to pull his shield up to block it, but it pushed him back and made his knees sag. He grunted and pushed her back with the shield. Regaining his footing he shifted and waited for her next hit. Smirking she spun the ax around with one hand then grabbed it with the other and used the gathered force to slam him to the ground. The moment his knees hit the ground she backed up and slid the ax back onto her back. He sat on the ground on his knees breathing hard for a moment longer then pushed him self up with a whole new light in his eyes.

"Not bad, next time I wont be so easy." She smirked as he put away his sword and slid his shield onto his back. It was then she saw a crowed had gathered and had been cheering them on, or him on. Now they stood shocked, looking at her. Turning her attention back to Vilkas he straitened up and took a breath. "You might just make it. But for now your still a whelp to us, new blood." He sneered the name. "So you do what we tell you. Heres my sword. Go take it up to Earlund to have it sharpened. And be careful its probably worth more than you are." After unclasping his sword and handing it over to her, he walked away. Great so now she was their little errand dog. Rolling her eyes she turned and headed up the path to the forge on top of the hill. An old man sat working a piece of metal into a sword as she came up to him. When he saw her he stopped and turned to her.

"What brings you here?" She held up the sword.

"I was sent by Vilkas."

"Im guessing your the newcomer then." He laughed and took the sword. "I saw what you did down there very nice." He gave a playful wink. She laughed and leaned against a pole resting the side of her head against it as well.

"Does Vilkas always send newcomers on errands?"

"Ah dont worry about it too much. They where all whelps once. They just might not like talking about it." He turned to put Vilkas's sword down on a work stone slab and turned back to her. "And dont always just do what your told. Nobody rules anybody in the companions." She frowned and lifted her head.

"Someone has to be in charge, though." The Earlund shrugged shaking his head.

"Well, Im not sure how they have managed it, but they have. No leaders not since Ysgramor."

"What about Kodlak?"

"He is a sort of harbinger, and hes a sort of adviser for the whole group. But every man is his own, every woman, her own." She smiled and nodded.

"Well thank you I should be going." She pushed off the wood pillar and turned to go.

"I have a favor to ask." She paused and turned back to him.

"What is it?" He sighed

"Ive been working on a shield for Aela. But my wife is in mourning and I need to get back to her soon. Id be much obliged if you could take this to Aela for me." She smiled and nodded. Aela was the bitch she wanted to hit in the face so bad. But that didnt mean she would scorn the old man.

"Im happy to lend a hand." He beamed at her.

"Thank you I am in your debt, now I have to get back to my work." She nodded taking the shield and leaving him. She made her way back down to the living quarters and wound up stumbling across Aela there, talking with a balding man. When she cleared her throat to interrupt, Aela turned and snapped at her.

"Ysgramor him self wouldnt have the patience to deal with all the rabble around here."

Quinn raised a brow. "I have your shield." Her disposition changed instantly as she took her shield.

"Ah, good. Ive been waiting for this. Wait...I remember you. So the old man thinks you've got some heart, I guess." That made Quinn brighten up a little.

"Wait you know this one? I saw her training in the yard with Vilkas."

"Ah yes I heard you gave him quite a thrashing." Quinn said nothing but chewed the inside of her cheek.

"Dont let Vilkas catch you saying that." Aela turned to face her full on.

"Do you think you could handle Vilkas in a real fight?" Quinn shrugged.

"I dont care for boasting." Aela nodded and smirked.

"Good a woman who lets her actions speak for them self. Here lets have Farkas show you where you'll be resting your head." She felt her blood run cold at his name. See him here... now? She swallowed hard as they called him in.

"You call me?" His voice came from behind her. Aela rolled her eyes.

"Of course we did, ice brain. Show this new blood where the rest of the whelps sleep." At that she turned around to face him.

"New blood? Oh I remember you. Come on, follow me." He turned and walked out. Quinn had no choice but to follow. "Skjor and Aela like to tease me, but they are good people. They challenge us to be our best." She nodded as she followed a step behind him. "Nice to have a new face around here. It gets boring here sometimes." Right now she thought he really didnt remember her. Then he paused and looked at her when they where half way down the hall. That look, the same heated one from last night, darkened his gaze once again. She found her self chewing her lower lip and his eyes flicked down to the motion as well.

'Kiss me' She willed, but he just stood there. Suddenly he spoke.

"I hope we keep you. This can be a rough life." Then he turned and walked on. Her heart sank. Maybe she was just imagining the look? Damn she really needed a man in her life.

"The quarters are up here. Just pick a bed and fall in it when your tired. Tilma will keep the place clean, she always has. All right, so here you are. Looks like the others are eager to meet you. Come to me or Aela if you're looking for work. Once youve made a bit of a name for your self Skjor and Vilkas might have things for you to do. Good luck and welcome to the companions." He turned and started to leave. She sighed and started into the room when he turned back around. "By the way, if your looking for something to do, we've got trouble right here in whiterun hold. Nothing we cant handle." She waited a moment for him to continue but he didnt. Turning to face him once more she asked.

"What kind of trouble should I expect?"

He smirked. "Nothing but a bunch of lowly bandits. Cowered's, who will take little effort." She nodded with a sigh.

"Ill take care of it." He smiled and it was utterly stunning, even more so with that darkness below the surface.

"I knew you could be counted on. Do what must be done." And then he left. Feeling utterly frustrated she decided to take care of the bandits now. Then her belly growled and she turned to the food on the tables. After she ate then bandits.