Oh Hey its Alduin!

Arthur once more...for some odd reasons still drifts

in the vast pitch black ocean swaying his body. ..he wonders to himself.

Arthur:"What....just happened?"

---Flashback 30 minutes ago---

the chirping of birds ceases as Arthur is sorrounded

by 10 imperial Soldiers

Soldier1:"Not a step closer Stormcloack!"

the soldier threatened.

Arthur:"DUDE! Do I look like A FUCKING

STORMCLOACK TO YOU!!"

Soldier2:"your tongue are full of lies!"

Arthur:"I DONT EVEN WEAR BLUE!!!"

Gestures to his clothing

Soldier1:"SHUT IT STORMCLOACK!!! WHY ELSE WOULD YOU BE IN THE BORDER HUH!?"

Arthur:"I. DONT. FUCKING. KNOW. ASSHOL-"

Arthur's sentence was cut off as a Soldier knocks him out from behind using the butt of his sword hitting Arthur.

--Flashback ends--

Arthur:"Huh.....that makes sense"

Arthur continously drifts into the black waters.

Arthur:".....What now"

he asks himself, wondering on how is funeral is turning up in his world

Arthur:"man...they better serve pasta at my Funeral....and Liam better not be drinking beer without pouring some on my gravestone"

he chuckles...then as he continues to think of the life he has lived....he sees a bright light...the same light that brought him to Tamriel.

Arthur:"....."

he remains silent...as his hands slowly extends to take hold of this light..then as his finger tips touch...like a flaming symbiote the light starts to coil itself sorrounding him...the darkness begins to dissperse as three voices echoes throughout the darkness. the voices fills Arthur with warmth and hope.

???1-3:"The World eater returns once more....we gift to you a dragon`s soul....not to strike fear into the hearts of Mundus....but to provide hope, for even the darkest caverns lies light, be it small or big."

the voices recites making Arthur think

Arthur in head:"This...is realy cliche...but an outstanding philosophy nonethless"

then by snap of a finger...the light grows more consuming darkness and blurring Arthur's vision once again. with the last words he hears from the three voices saying

???1-3:"The fate of our world lies in your hands...awake Dragonborn, Awake!"

--Back into Skyrim--

Arthur:***GASP***

Arthur Gasps for air...he notice himself to be sweating from pressure...and experiencing what have just recently transpired....he looks around, he sees trees covered in frost...cold gusts of wind brushes him...he feels cold as the cold air touches his skin

Arthur:"I-Is I-It...A-Always...C-C-Cold...in here?"

he says and immediately noticing himself to be riding a carriage with 3 extra individuals (not including the imperial soldier driving the horse).

he suddenly hears a VERY familiar voice.

Ralof:"Hey, you. your finaly awake"

Arthur soon faces the Nordic warrior Ralof...who looks alot like thor, with the long blonde hair and all.

Arthur:"Ummm...it appears so"

he respond trying to keep his cool but is fangirling deep down.

Ralof:"You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there"

Arthur:"Crossing, passing by...are two different words, so sad that everyone fails to see that"

then the voice of Lokir the thief spoke out.

Lokir:"Damn you Stormcloaks. Skyrim was fine until you came along. Empire was nice and lazy. If they hadn't been looking for you, I couldve stolen that horse and be halfway to Hammerfell"

Lokir then looks at Arthur

Lokir:"You there, You and me. we shouldn't be here. it's the Stormcloaks, The Empire wants."

Arthur chuckles.

Arthur:"Oh...I can pretty much tell you that the two of us were meant to be here....Oh and just enjoy the next 3 or 5 minutes of your life"

he smiles, and grinning deep down with his ability of Foresight (aka metagaming). Lokir just looks...confused by Arthur's words.

Ralof:"Were all brothers and sisters in bind now thief"

Rolaf says before the drivers yells.

driver:"SHUT UP BACK THERE!"

which they all didnt mind and resumes conversation...while I try to unbind myself by rotating my wrists.

Lokir:"Whats up with him huh?"

he asks gesturing to Ulfric Stormcloak who not only has his hands in bind but also his mouth to prevent him from using the Shout.

Ralof:"Watch your tounge! your speaking to Ulfric stormcloak, The True High King!"

Ralof says

Arthur in head:"Well...everyone has there flaws and...dark backstory...including him"

Lokir:"Ulfric? The jarl of Windhelm? your the leader of the rebelion...but if they captured you....Oh Gods! where are they taking us!?"

Arthur:"...Helgen"

Rolaf:"H-how do you know?"

he asks Arthur

Arthur:"Intuition..."

he replied.

Ralof:"I gues Sovengarde awaits."

Arthur:"Indeed...but I think fate has other plans"

Lokir starts to freak out

Lokir:"No! this isnt happening. This cant be happening!"

Arthur:"Whatever you do....dont run, if you realy value your life"

Lokir looks even more confused mixed with the paranoia of death

Ralof:"Hey, what village are you from horse thief?"

Lokir:"Why do you care."

Ralof and Arthur:"A Nord's last thought should be of home"

Rolaf looks at Arthur

Arthur:"That line doesnt suit Nords...it suits Real men"

Ralof gains respect to this Stranger infront of him

Lokir:"Rorikstead...Im from Rorikstead"

soon..they all arrive to Helgen, as the Guards greets General Tulius

Driver:"General Tulius sir! the henchemen is waiting!"

Tulius:"Good, lets get this overwith"

Lokir starts to pray and plead to the Divines. Arthur shrugs not giving that much care.

Arthur in head:"If he listens he survives, if not then...he dead, I have knowledge not Authority"

Ralof:"Look at him General Tulius, Military Governer. It looks like the Thalmor are with him, Damn Elves I bet they have something to do with this"

Arthur:"It appears so...."

Ralof looks to the skies

Ralof:"This is Helgen, I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Vilad is still making that mead with Juniper berries mixed in"

he sighs

Ralof:"Funny...when I was a boy Imperial walls and towers used to make me feel so safe"

The carriage stops.

Lokir:"Why are we stoppin"

Ralof:"What do you think...end of the line"

Arthur remains calm

Arthur:"For some....hey Rorikstead dude, keep calm,dont run, and watch the light show"

they all look at him Confused than ever. As the carriage comes to a Halt Ralof looks at Arthur

Ralof:"Lets go...shoudnt keep the Gods waiting for us"

Arthur in head:"Oh...I believe they can wait alittle longer"

Lokir panics

Lokir:"No! Wait Were Not Rebels!"

Ralof:"Face your death with some courage thief"

Lokir:"Youve got to tell them, We are not with you..This is a mistake!"

Arthur sighs and waits for that one moment.

one by one The Stormcloaks names are mentioned...soon it was Lokir's turn...sadly he did not heeded Arthur's words and makes a run for it...but his life was quickly ended by an arrow.

Arthur:"Ignorant bastard..."

he says, Hadvar Gestures to Arthur .

Hadvar:"Wait! you there, step forward"

Arthur takes three steps.

Hadvar:"Who...are you? you dont look Breton,Nord,Or Imperial...report said you knocked a guard out"

Arthur:"Arthur...of House Winterfall"

Hadvar:"House Winterfall?"

Arthur:"Lets just say...My family is secretive"

he calmly says.

Hadvar:"Well..Im sorry you have to die on Skyrim's soil"

Arthur:"Dont be...your a good soldier, sad to say some people just fights the wrong enemy"

he says before he follows the Captain right near to the block...he ignores Tulius's speech, but pays attention to one Hardy Stormcloack

Stormcloak:"For the love of Talos, shut up. and lets get this over with"

he says before moving to the block...and have his head chopped off.

Ralof:"As fearless in death...as he was in life"

Arthur:"Man..for a second I LIKED the guy...past tense"

The Imperial captain shouts.

Captain:"NEXT!"

she gestures to Arthur....then A echoing Roar from afar is heard ***ROAR!!!**

Arthur smiles...and says to himself

Arthur in head:"Took you long enough you scaley son of a bitch....Alduin"