All right I'm really sorry for the long time it took me to post this. There really isn't an excuse for it. I hope to finish the last part soon. I hope you guys like it and tell me what you think
“By the nine! Sir are you ok? We...we’ve got to get you to a healer fast!”
I was awaken by the shouts of someone. Opening my eyes I saw that he was an imperial forester. A jolt of pain went thru my body as I stood up. I pulled the dagger, I had neglected to tend to before, out of my ribs. Standing up now I got a good look at him. He was a bit taller than me an had brown hair. A look of concern in his eyes that would have normally have comforted me but not today. Something was different. I clutched the dagger in my hand. My own blood dripped from the blade. I gazed at it. Lost in my own mind. The guard was saying something but I couldn’t hear it. I was in my own world now. I smirked and then thrust the blade into his throat. Blood dripping from his neck. The look of fear grew in his eyes as I laughed as loud as I could. He tried to say something but it just came out as gurgles as more and more blood squirted from the wound. The fear in his eyes was overwhelming now. Tears seamed to flow from his eyes. I took out the dagger now and more blood dripped out of the wound. I thrust the dagger into his face with a smirk on my face. The blade hit and he died almost instantly. I heard a thud as the body fell. His pale body laying dead at my feet I grabbed the dagger from him and my eyes met his. Something stiffed in me. I was changing again. I started to vomit as tears came to my eyes.
“What...what have I done? He was innocent! He didn’t deserve this! I’m a monster...A MONSTER!” I screamed. “THOSE BASTARDS DID THIS TO ME! THEY RUINED ME!” I screamed louder and collapsed to the ground my breathing heavier. “They made me this monster! I’ll kill them, all of them!”I said to myself, panting as I said this.
I got to my feet a little wobbly. Blood coming from my side. I winced in pain but it didn’t matter to me. My rage, re-fueled by the Dark Brotherhood, consumed me. I slowly made my way towards Bravil. But deep in my mind I was afraid. Not just from the thought of fighting all those assassins, or that I could die from blood loss before I got there. But something else. I was afraid of what was happening to me. I feared I couldn’t control this monster that lived in my mind. I didn’t want to kill any more innocent people. But I couldn’t help but fear that I couldn’t stop the other me from killing.
“Hey buddy what happened to you?” someone said. The sound brought me back to reality and I saw in astonishment that I was nearing Bravil.
“Hey buddy you listening to me?” Again the voice came and I finally found the source of the call. Looking at him I could tell right away that he was a Nord. He was tall and big. He carried a large war hammer and wore steel plated armor.
“Hey kid! You know weaklings like you shouldn’t go out in those woods. Your going to get killed. The Nord said in a mocking tone.
“Shut up! You know nothing of me! So don’t bother giving me your attitude!”I said getting angry.
The Nord walked towards me with a smirk on his face. I was getting angrier and angrier by this guys ego. I clenched my fists in an attempt to control it. He finally made his way to me and we were both in the cover of the woods.
“So little man you think you can fight me? Ha don’t make me laugh. Look at you! You look like crap, you couldn’t beat me if you tried!”The Nord said with confidence in his voice.
“Shut up!” I yelled. “Don’t make me angry! You’ll bring it out!” I said trying to hold in my anger.
“Aw the poor little man is getting angry.” The Nord said condescendingly. “You weakling! I don’t even know why I bothered talking to you!” The Nord said as he pushed me aside and walked away. That was the last straw. I couldn’t hold it in any more. Rage flooded my mind and I could feel the monster breaking free. I took out my dagger and grasped it my hand. I tried to stop myself. But to know avail. I felt my feet move and I walked closure and closure to the Nord. My mind was beginning to fade and I felt the familiar rage take over. I tried to shout but nothing came out. I tried again and again but nothing. Then I heard a voice. It was familiar like something I’ve heard my whole life. Then I realized what it was. It was my voice. Or at least partly my voice, something was different. It was filled with an evil and malice that I could never understand. At first as it spoke it came out unclear but it kept repeating it louder and louder.
“KILL KILL KILL!” Said the voice as it came to almost a shout.
“Who are you?” I asked with a fearful tone of voice.
But instead of an answer the voice said louder than before
“KILL KILL KILL”My heart beat with fear now as I approached the Nord. But he couldn’t hear the voice. It astonished me that he didn’t hear it. But then it dawned on me, he couldn’t hear the voice because it wasn’t real. It was all in my head.
“WHO ARE YOU!” I shouted, my voice filled with rage. The voice stopped chanting now. Its loud screams were now replaced by an intolerable silence. I shouted again
“WHO ARE YOU!” After a few minutes the voice spoke up.
“I am you.” The voice said nonchalantly.
“No! Its not true, It’s a lie it must be! I’m me! I’m not evil! I’m not like you!” I said frantically.
“I am you rage and your anger. Born from the darkness in your heart. I am you!” It said getting louder and louder with each word.
“No! You can’t be! Stop...STOP! WHAT’S HAPPENING TO ME!” I screamed, my voice filled with fear. But the voice stopped. I was alone. The silence coming back to me, the silence that now frightened me as much as the voice. But my body wasn’t stopping. By this time I was right behind the Nord. My dagger placed just above his neck.
“STOP DON’T DO IT!” But it was too late. My dagger drove into his neck. The Nord collapsed and died almost instantly. I pulled my dagger out and as I did so I felt control return to me. “Why? WHY? HE WASN’T EVIL! HE WASN’T MY TARGET!” I shouted making sure I wasn’t heard. I knelt down and sobbed. Starring at the body of a man that I killed. After a while I started to search the body. At first for some identification but decided it was best to look for a potion too. Finally I found a small one. Taking it I popped the cork and drank it all up. In a matter of minutes I felt my wounds melt away. With a sigh I got up and headed toward Bravil. My goal was near and I hadn’t the time to waste on mourning.
I walked to the gate and pushed the wooden double gates open. Taking a look around I saw the wooden fences and double houses that marked a poor town. I took a step forward past the two customary guards that stood watch and they said their welcome. But then one of them said something that made my heart sink.
“Good afternoon Night Fang.” Said one of the guards in a triumphant tone. I whirled around to attack but they got me first. With a blow to the head that made me black out.