I woke up to a normal day. The team was in a tavern while my husband was still asleep in his warm, cosy bed. I sat up in my own bed and sat in the eerie silence. The voice in my head was not here. My master and my conscience was gone. I waited for him to speak to me, but nothing stirred, with the exception of my heartbeat speeding up. I even called to him.
"Master?" I asked. There was no reply. I had never spoken to him before and he had the silliest reactions to even the smallest of things. My dialogue would be a first. "Master?" I asked again. The voice remained dormant. This began to terrify me. I began to panic. "Is something wrong? Did something happen?" I asked. After a nerve-racking silence, I pounded my fist against my leg. "Answer me!" I yelled, waking my husband. He approached my bed.
"Vahl? Are you alright?" he asked in a soft tone. I burst out the door without paying him any mind. All I really cared about was finding that special voice in my head.
I ran throughout the village to find any sign of him. I even searched throughout Skyrim, leaving my comrades behind. Finally, I returned to where it all began with him: The ship that was destroyed on my way to the land of Skyrim. I stopped at the shore. "Master?" I called out once more. After even more silence, I hesitantly dove into the chilling water. I searched throughout the boat with no trace of him. I climbed to the only part of the boat that was not submerged in water. There was no soul to be found.
"Master, where are you? Please, answer me!" I screamed, praying for an answer. There was none. This threw me into insanity. I slumped to my knees, hands clutched to my head. "Master, did you... leave me? Why?" A tear streamed down my face, quickly turning to ice. I foolishly squeezed my eyes shut in melancholy. I lifted my eyelids, but they would not separate. "Master? I cannot see! Master, please help me!" I cried. "MASTER!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Nothing could be heard except for my echoes.
I stood up and tried to escape the boat. The only problem was my inability to see. I prayed to the nine for my safety as I jumped, hoping I was swimming towards the shore. The nine heard my prayers and answered them, leading me to the safety of the shore. What I didn't notice was the bandits that were waiting for me.
"Surrender everything of your belonging, or else!"
"Foolish dark elf, give us your coins peacefully. Otherwise, your death will be an early one!" The bandits surrounded me. In one final resort, I fumbled clumsily for my sword and drew it out of its sheath.
"Aside from my wealth, I've nothing to lose!" I sobbed, bravely. I began to swing the sword randomly while my foes began to have at me. One of the men smacked me off my feet. His accomplice pushed me down with his mace. My eyelids filled with water as I was beaten. Once I began to fade, they stopped.
"It appears that this will be your final moment. Say what you wished to say," said one of the bandits.
"Master," I began. "Do not weep for me. Perhaps I will go to where you are now." I sounded like a lunatic, but I did not care. I felt like a bird in my final minute on this cruel, unforgiving world, with no care in the world any more. Finally, one of the bandits landed the killing blow upon my head. With that, I could not feel a thing any more.
I was shrouded with a white light. Where was I? How did I get here? How was I able to see now? Was I dead? Finally, I was surrounded by my original crew that sailed with me to Skyrim.
"It's about time we reunited, Vahl," said Xavier, the captain of the ship and my childhood friend. Oh, how soothing it was to hear his voice once again. His arms opened and I leapt into them. I had a million questions circling my head, but I still felt like a bird. I really did not care. I did not care that I lost my master any more. I was surrounded by my practical family once again.
"That must have been quite an adventure," remarked Serina, a khajiit who was like a sister to me.
"You must hear about my comrades! They are an adventure on their own!"
This idea was sparked by MCab719's drawing (jordanventurian.deviantart.com… as I asked the question, "What does Vahl do once Jordan leaves?" So I kind of played with the idea here, in this fanfic. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF FEELZ! I had a lot of fun writing this, even though it was a bit difficult, being only on episode 8 and this being my first writing of someone actually going insane. Let's just take the time to remember the fun these two have had so far together as you read this. Enjoy if possible.
"I sounded like a lunatic, but I DID NOT CARE. I felt LIKE A BIRD in my final minute on this cruel, unforgiving world, with no care in the world any more."
I almost cried at the fact that somebody loved this enough to put this on youtube! I really didn't expect this! This is awesome! I love you soooo much! Thank you!
V-Vahl? You there? *whimpers*
Why would you write something about Vahl dying?
BECAUSE I'M EVIL!!! MUAHAHAHA!!!! Ahem! Sorry. I, uh, I dunno what happened... Actually, that's just how the story came out. I just go with the flow with my stories and that's just how it came along. Honestly, I'm surprised with what happened to Vahl. I read it and I said to myself, "Wow. I am really dark." I genuinely surprised myself with this, and I obviously gave so many people feels.
What. The. Heck!? This made me cry! Oh my gosh! My tears wont stop! Why!? WHY!?
Cuz I said so.
THE FEELS!!! DX
Wait till you hear the song I wrote for Lil' Vent.
Opportunity, my dear friend. That was a perfect story idea that I couldn't let slip away. I WARNED YOU ABOUT TEH FEELZ!!! But, yeah.
O__________________________O What. The... Heck. Wow... that was... wow. Amazing writing... Feelz.... Wonderfully written, but WOW! I think this killed me... and now I'll have a panic attack everytime I turn off Skyrim. XD Amazing story!
Man. I am giving so many people the feelz. Perhaps I will someday be the new Steven Moffat...
I am sorry. This is all my fault...
I have a panic attack any time a Skrim video ends...
I have an all new respect for the avatar for every save file I've ever deleted on any game...
Oh my word!!! The feels!!!!!
HOLY JEEZ THAT WAS FAST!!!!!
Heh. It came around quickly. Usually it takes about 2 hours to write a chapter in my TF2 fanfic! This idea just flourished.
I know that feel all too well. I'll read it and tell you what I think in a bit. Doing hw at the moment.
Ok, I read it and.... NO WHAT YOU KILLED VAHL OFF?!?!?!??!?!?! KLSAJALJGFISUGAJLAHKLISGKFLHA