Ok I decided I'll post intervals every so often as I type. Since I type so slow and I want to get this out to you guys. So heres a part but not the whole thing
I awoke to the murmurs of others. My body, limp from both exhaustion and searing pain, hung suspended in air. I tried to move but my limbs were bound by ropes. Now struggling to get free I put all my strength into breaking loose. But to no avail, the ropes had been tied securely and they intended to stay like that. The voices began to stop and I could feel eyes now upon me. Who ever was there now ceased their talking and focused on me. My vision was gone, I could feel a tight cloth around my face and realized I’d been blindfolded. I panicked now, frantic to get out and escape this blank nightmare. A roaring scream came from me, followed by the creaking of wood, no doubt from what ever I was tied to. My screams went on but were suddenly over taken by an even louder
crack and a pulsating pain thru my head.
“Shut up you filthy rat!” Came the raspy voice of one of my captors. From the voice I could easily assume he was a male Argonian.
“Here let me take that silly blindfold off your head so you can see.” Said another one of them, this one a woman with a soft and pleasant voice.
True to her word the blindfold was lifted from me and cast aside. After a few minutes of hazy sight my vision returned to me. I could see the two perfectly. As I suspected the male had been an argonian with red and black scaled waving down his face. He wore a customary black robe of a silencer and was just an inch shorter than me. The woman was a bit shorter than the Argonian and had long blonde hair accented perfectly with her soft blue eyes. Her skin was smooth and pale as bone and her body was slim and breathtaking. Her beauty stunned me, drawing me in like a fish to a line. My mind melted and I began to loose awareness to why I was there. I quickly lost this state of serene beauty when her kind face contorted to one of malice. She pulled out a dagger and slashed me in the chest. I tried to scream but it was masked by the sound of her terrifying laughter. She went to do it again but was stopped by the Argonian.
“That’s enough Erien. We still have to perform the ritual.” Snapped the Argonian.
“You’re right, please forgive me.” Said Erien in her soothing voice. “Any way I think he’s suffered enough for now.” She said with a bit of a giggle, and pointed at my body.
Confused I looked down to find cuts all over my body. My blood trickled down me staining the wood I was tied to and met in a pool below my feet. Near me I finally noticed two mangled corpses that, from the looks of it, were the two guards that the assassins impersonated. I had to hold back the vomit as I looked upon the grotesque site before me.
“You tortured them didn’t you?” I asked, my voice trembling with horror.
“Well we have to have some fun around here don’t we?” Replied the Argonian with a disgusting grin on his face.”
“What’s wrong with you? These are people not some play things for you amusement!”
“Quite you insolent fool! We are the Dark Brotherhood. We do what we want.”
“Don’t give me your superiority speeches. Your no better than them! No better than me!”
“Ah but that’s where you’re wrong. I am better than you. You’re tied up and helpless. I have power and you have nothing.”
I tried to say something but my voice was drowned out by the sounds of something much louder. A huge clattering noise that could only be made by a large man in a hurry. The sound echoed until finally a gigantic Nord came thru a secret path way. He stormed over to me and with each step he rattled the plank like an earth quake rattling the ground. He joined the others and I got a good look at him. He ware a black robe and hood but carried no weapons. His hair was bright red and he had a long beard like a torrent of flames. He spoke and his voice boomed like a crack of lightning.
“So this is him is it? Not what I expected really.” He said in an incredible deep voice.
“Yes lord Sigfried this is the traitor.” Said the Argonian in cowardly voice. “Are you ready for the ritual my lord?”
“Of coarse I am!” Shouted an enraged Sigfried. “Did you think I would forget? It was me who planned this whole thing!”
“What! It was you! You filthy excuse for a person! You ruined my life? Why?” I shouted, my voice filled with rage.
“Don’t talk to our lord like that! He is our leader and you are nothing!” Snapped the Argonian.
“SHUT UP YOU DIRTY LIZARD!”
“Why you lowly little maggot. I’ll...I’ll kill you!” Screamed the anger fueled lizard as he motioned towards me, knives in hand.
“That’s enough Far’Redore! We to sacrifice him! Or did you forget?” Said the gigantic assassin.
But Far’Redore didn’t seem to listen, he continued on his path towards me ready strike. With a smile he stopped before me and drew his arms back to strike. Turning forward he made a stabbing motioned but stopped in mid-air. Sigfried’s hand was clenched around his arm, crushing the bones to dust. A cry came out from Far’Redore as his arm was being ripped apart. Cracking noised emanated from it with each squirt of blood it let loose. The Argonian begged for mercy and, after a few minutes, was thrown to the ground. His mangled arm hung loosely from his shoulder as he crawled towards a dark corner, leaving a trail of blood as it dragged across the ground.
“Get out of my sight you maggot.” Came an eerily calm Sigfried, as if inflicting pain relieved him.
The Argonian sank into the shadows disappearing from view.
“Now back to you.” Came the laughing voice of Sigfried as he turned towards me.