The Journey of James Steel: Chapter One.


Ok…so you most likely wonder why you are reading this. Well this is my personal book, where I have written all of my long travels through the continent of Tamriel…more importantly of Vvardenfell. So I ask whomever found this book, please take care of it, as I am long gone if you read this, so this book, and any items you have found together with it is yours now…use them wisely.


I was walking away from school, mentally cursing in a rather colourful language about Miss Evans, and her never ending load of homework. If it is one thing I hate about school, it’s Miss Evans…she is an old grumbling snarky old bi…er…cow.

So I guess you want to know who I am eh…well I’m James ‘Steel’ Westley. The nickname Steel comes from me always protecting those who are bullied…if there is one thing I hate it’s bullies, and I’m normally a nice guy, but against bullies, I’m as kind as a steel knife is against ones throat…I beat them up…badly.

Well anyways, back to the story, here I was walking home from school, thinking on a possible way to skip my homework, when the alarms went off. I cursed, merry old England had been on the edge of getting attacked for a long time now. You see a few years back, a rather sick man, had gotten the idea that the earth was polluted beyond compare, and so started cleansing earth…of course, with this guy being a Frenchman, England and the other wealthy or ‘pure’ countries as he said didn’t have any problems…

But after most of Africa, and about the entire middle east was nothing but a big wasteland filled with bomb holes, the world started to react…but the governments took a long time deciding what to do, since he had managed to corrupt most of the high profiled politicians in both the US, Germany, Norway, Spain and Canada. After long deliberation the President in the states gave himself emergency powers, and told the French ‘president’ (really a dictator though) that he could either stuff the actions he was doing up a certain place, or America would declare war against France.

Suffice to say…this guy had expected something like this…and had previously managed to smuggle in some rather peculiar devices, after a little swapping of parts and such…he had ten perfectly good nuclear bombs. As you can believe a few days later most of the US was just gone, and the rest was a big pool of radioactive waste. After that most countries had been careful to speak out against the France.

But we British never know when to shut up do we…so now after weeks of speaking badly about the French dictator he apparently have ordered a full invasion on us.

I ran as fast as I could when the alarms sounded, desperately trying to find a good hole to hide in. Apparently most people had the same thing in mind, as I was knocked to the ground by all of the people running. So a few minutes later, I lay gazing up at the sky, looking at the ever closing French bombers. To my right I could hear a television speaking…”and here are the latest news…France has invaded England. A large armada of bombers are systematically taking out city after city…from our intel Plymouth, Brighton and Southampton is no more than a ruined patch of ground. England responds by sending nuclear bombs towards France…a nuclear war has started”.

And true enough, I could already see the streaks of fire moving southwards towards France. A huge blinding light, and then an enormous bang came to me, and I felt myself slip into unconsciousness.


I awoke soon after, by a strange sensation, it was as though I was sailing through the sky, and I opened my eyes. I screamed in shock. I was moving into space, as if some unknown force was dragging me, and I turned my vision back to earth…I could see the dots of nuclear bombs striking everywhere…until a bright flash of white came…and then the earth bas blasted outwards breaking up into large pieces of rock, burning and smouldering until there was nothing left but an empty hole where my once luscious planet once stood in place.

I cried, thinking on all of my friends, when a voice came to me. “Do not worry, you shall live on, your destiny lies on the world of Nirn, you have been chosen to live”.

And then I woke to a strange voice. “Wake up boy…it’s not allowed to sleep in the parks you know that”, and then a man in some strange metal armour hoisted me up by my hair, and started ragging me someplace.


OOC: Okay, just so you know it, I do not have anything against any country that I mentioned here...it was just something I took, for the plot. And for those who wonders the events of which things start on earth is about the year 2019, so it is not from now...hope you enjoy the beginning of this fic...it is something I have been wanting to do a long time now.

I would have to say this is a rather inventive way to start a fan fic. I never knew radiation had teleportation abilities

It'll certainly be interesting to see how well James (why do I have the sudden urge to call him Jim?) integrates himself within the world of Nirn. This will be like he's going back in time about 400 years, only there are some strange creatures to go along with all the medieval stuff.

Can't wait to see the next update!

Politics gone mad. Ouch, and then we're all so upset about this Wilder's dude. (Geez, I completely can't understand how he got so many seats in the government. When I read about it in the newspaper, one quote stood out. ,,I voted for him because he came from Venlo." Just because he is from the same place as you are, doesn't make him a saint. That guy is rascist as hell, I tell you.)

And those Nukes must have been a new type. The ones we have now can turn the earth into a radiated hulk, but blasting it into pieces goes slightly beyond our powers at the moment.

Anyway, I like the start. Now I can't wait to see his interactions with the spellhappy mage known as Telina Delvanni. Or with any mage in general.

This post has been edited by jack cloudy: Mar 18 2007, 10:35 PM

An intriguing way to transport someone to Nirn. I like your character already, mostly because of his unreserved defiance against bullies. I'm sure that is a trait that will be helpful in his new home. (Although, when one fights bullies, there is always the chance that you'll pick a fight with one that you cannot beat).

Wonderful start! It is a wonder why someone hasn't decided to transport someone into Nirn from RL sometime before. I simply cannot wait to see what this will unfold into. I can't wait till he gets his first taste of Silt Striders or scribs. Let us just say that it is going to be a rough little while for Mr. Steel.

In fact it has been done.....quite some time ago.....

oh...well it seems that Taillus hasn't done his homework then. :S

I don´t think you were here at that time....so you couldn´t have known! But the idea is still interesting!