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jack cloudy
post Jan 5 2007, 09:59 PM
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Alas, I couldn't wait for Agent to finish before I began my next story. Oh, curse me, all of you whose blood shall be spilled before this story comes to an end.

Ahem, I don't expect my loyal readers to complain though. Heh, I hope I managed to portray the first of my main characters nicely. And one last thing that might be interesting to know. This story takes place before the birth of Luper. So yes, that means at least 23 years before any of my other stories. Now, without further stalling I present:


Corrupted heart.

Chapter 1: Among the cold dirt, the fallen lie.

Consciousness flickered, remaining just out of reach. His senses delivered their messages to his clouded mind, broken fragments of a greater whole. The sound of heavy boots hammering cold rock, the smell of dust in his nose, the feeling of being carried in a boneshattering grip. A taste, plaguing the tip of his tongue. Blood, his blood.

The feeling of movement stopped. Words now echoed in his ears, words he did not comprehend.
,,This looks good enough. Open the door.” The shriek of rusted metal being moved ripped through the haze clouding his mind. Now consciousness returned fully and with it, a chance. For a moment, he continued to feign unconsciousness. Long enough to hear more words, words not meant for him.
,,You, don’t move unless you want even greater problems.” The hands holding him pushed him along. His tail brushed against iron bars. Now was the time.

With the frightening grace of a natural killer, his muscles sprang back to full readiness. He used the body of his captor to swing around, somersaulting into the air and landing on the unfortunate man’s back. With a quick swipe, claws ripped out the man’s throat and crushed his neck. Even before the man began to lose his signs of life, the killer had leapt away. The next guard found himself smashed against the iron bars of the cell. Claws leaving a trail of blood in the air where the last thing the man saw before his eyes were removed. He too died soon afterwards. The whole event had taken less than a second from start to finish.

Breathing heavily from both his exertion and the rough treatment he’d received earlier, the killer stared down at his latest victims. In a slow symbolic movement, he raised his claws and licked them clean of blood, savouring the taste. His ears began to pick up the sound of distant boots coming steadily closer. A standard patrol. His hand snatched the nearby torch from the wall and he slammed the piece of wood into a dusty pool of water. There was a large cloud of smoke and then, darkness.

Even though there was practically no light left, his eyes still saw as good as if he was standing outside on a clear day. He quickly scanned the nearby cells. The one which had been destined for him was already occupied by the short stature of a Bosmer. The one directly on the opposite side of the tunnel was occupied by a muscular Dunmer who looked around warily, not seeing a thing. The killer took a double take on the two beings. While the Dunmer displayed all the expected signs of fear, the Bosmer surprisingly acted as if she hadn’t noticed the massacre at all. She just looked at the ground in front of her bare feet with a blank stare.
,,Must have lost its mind so deep underground.” The Killer concluded. He knew from experience that many Bosmer were extremely claustrophobic and hated being in a room without any windows or underground. A natural result from living in the treetops of Valenwood.

The boots had now gotten close. Soon, the owner of these boots would see the darkness ahead and know that something was wrong. By then though, it would be too late. The Killer crouched at the edge of the darkness, confident in the natural camouflage he had. Now the guard ventured into view and the killer’s heart skipped a beat. This was no guard. The fingers of fear reached out for him, embracing him with their cold touch. It was a feeling he hadn’t felt since childhood. The darkness in the tunnel was vanquished by a bright burst of light. With that same burst, the light in his eyes faded and he slipped into unconsciousness once more.

An armoured boot stomped on the ground beside his head.
,,You’ve missed your chance. Enjoy the blood you’ve claimed. They were your last kill.” A gruff voice said as the killer was picked up and taken to his cell.


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jack cloudy
post Jan 17 2007, 11:00 PM
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Thank you and welcome. Please have a look at the other stories as well. On the whole, the quality is quite high here in my opinion.
Oh, and is that Ethan from ctrl-alt-delete? I read that comic from time to time, it's funny. laugh.gif

Now without further ado, meet the next chapter.




Chapter 2: Pit of sand, well of memories.

Aran walked through the Imperial city at a brisk pace. Those who were walking outside as well had to move aside when he came through.
,,Lower the price? What is the Emperor thinking? Did he lose all sense of finance? And doesn’t he realize the importance of healers? When the healers can no longer support themselves, then who treats the wounded, or the sick?”
He came past the Black Horse courier. The latest edition had been pinned to the wall. Aran stopped to read the headlines.

EMPEROR SENDS HEIR AWAY. ‘A school in Hammerfell. Is the next emperor being trained to be a new conqueror?’

TENSIONS RISE ON ELSWEYR-VALENWOOD BORDER ‘The latest chapter in the neverending conflict’

QUEEN OF MORROWIND FLEES TO HIGH ROCK ‘Local nobles claim to be pleased to be rid of the Dark Elven queen.’

DARK BROTHERHOOD STRIKES AGAIN ‘An ancient guild of assassins plague our lands. Will the Legion do something?’

With each headline, his frown got deeper. Unlike most Dunmer, the hate towards queen Barenziah meant nothing to him. Where he was born, her rule was as strong as the morning breeze. The queen had never been an influence on his life, nor would she ever be.

What bothered him was that there seemed to be only tales of violence. War, a conqueror in training. As if Tamriel hadn’t seen enough blood in the past.
,,I make no sense. I protest against war whereas my life has been nothing but one great battle, fuelled by the blood of my opponents and I.”
Silently, he continued walking till he reached his destination. The Arena.

The Arena looked from the outside like the city on a smaller scale. Only the great tower was missing. He took the fighter’s entrance, where he moved through the training area. Gladiators where demolishing bags, putting holes into wooden boards or simply breaking each other’s noses. In here, it seemed as if time did not exist. The only sign of time passing would be the replacement of old gladiators with new ones.

Aran walked up to the desk at the far end of the room. An old Orc sat behind it, his face disfigured from his own career in the arena. The Dunmer waited patiently to be noticed. When the Orc looked up, his eyes shone with recognition.
,,I don’t believe my eyes! Aran Geydar, the spearwielder! What can I do for you?” He asked and took the Dunmer into a crushing embrace.
,,I need money. Let me enter the arena.” Aran answered. Instantly, the Orc let go and took a step back. He tried to keep his eyes focussed on the man’s face yet couldn’t stop himself from glancing down at his left hand.

,,Can’t you find a different way to make money? Face it, my friend. You’ve had your days of glory. Now they’re gone, they fled when you lost your hand.” He complained.
,,You’re a cripple, Aran Geydar. I understand that a warrior’s true wish is to die by the sword. But you’re too young. You should find a woman first, pass on your blood to a new generation of warriors. Don’t throw your life away.”

Aran looked down at the cloth covering the stump. His hand had been severed at the wrist by Erinus, after an axe had turned it into a bloody pulp of flesh and bone. With his hand, most of his skill had vanished. He pressed his remaining hand into a fist. He would not give up, even if injured.
,,As long as I have a spear. I can still fight! Let me do this, Ghorak! Let me.” He demanded. Ghorak sighed, an unusual thing for an Orc to do. Then again, just being a respected citizen was a miracle for an Orc.
,,You have courage. I respect that. Very well, follow me.” He said and moved away from behind the desk. The Orc’s stomach bulged over his belt, yet the muscles underneath his skin remained strong.

He led the Dunmer into the trophy room. There, he moved to an exhibit composed of an axe and a spear. Both were stunning examples of workmanship. Steel mixed with gold, emeralds embedded into the hilt of the axe and the shaft of the spear. Runes engraved into the blades. Ghorak removed the spear from the wall and held it out.
,,I made this spear before your last battle. If you became the champion, I would give it to you. Alas, you did. Only to get dragged off to prison. Here, take it. It’s yours.” He said with his rough voice. Aran didn’t take the spear outright but instead looked at the axe.
,,The axe?”

The Orc looked as well and shrugged.
,,I can’t play favourites. I worked on that axe as long as I worked on your spear. If he had won, he would have received it.” He explained.
,,He was a worthy opponent.” Aran claimed and reached out to take the spear. With a sudden movement, Ghorak pulled the weapon out of reach.
,,Just promise me one thing.” He said.

Aran looked intensely at the Orc. He had never asked for a promise before.
,,What?” The Dunmer asked warily. Ghorak forced a grin.
,,Don’t kill your sponsor.” Now Aran grinned as well.
,,You have my word.” He said and received his spear. His first impression was that the weapon was remarkably light and exceptionally well-balanced. Truly, with this weapon the loss of his hand did not matter.

,,Just why did you kill your sponsor after that battle?” Ghorak asked as they walked up to the gates. Just a moment earlier, the Orc had shouted at one of the gladiators to get ready for a match.
,,That man slaughtered most of my tribe, tried to take our land. I vowed to avenge the Urshilaku who had been slaughtered and then left for the Nix-Hounds to feed on. I followed him all the way here and fought in the arena for eleven years before I got my chance. He sponsored me, so then I could get close enough to kill him. What happened to me after that was not important. He’s death now, and the souls of my ancestors have found peace.”


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jack cloudy   Corrupted heart.   Jan 5 2007, 09:59 PM
Lord Revan   Nice beginning Jack, that sounds a lot like the Im...   Jan 5 2007, 10:56 PM
The Metal Mallet   Wow, your use of description has left me stunned, ...   Jan 6 2007, 12:50 AM
jack cloudy   Yup, it's the Imperial prison alright. Hey, I...   Jan 6 2007, 05:03 PM
The Metal Mallet   Let's just say that I wanted to play around ...   Jan 6 2007, 05:38 PM
jack cloudy   Wow, I just can't stop. I promise I'll get...   Jan 6 2007, 10:22 PM
The Metal Mallet   You would think they would just relocate the priso...   Jan 6 2007, 11:02 PM
jack cloudy   The point is, they would relocate. Only, the priso...   Jan 6 2007, 11:20 PM
The Metal Mallet   Haha! What delcious update, jack. So it loo...   Jan 7 2007, 12:03 AM
canis216   I don't want to ruin anything, but I must ask;...   Jan 7 2007, 12:19 AM
Black Hand   Excellent! Yes, I likie the story already, and...   Jan 7 2007, 08:43 AM
jack cloudy   I won't have much time tomorrow but I'll t...   Jan 7 2007, 10:32 PM
canis216   Ah, this prison just gets worse and worse--feels c...   Jan 7 2007, 10:41 PM
The Metal Mallet   I hereby rename this prison The Labrithyn of Doom...   Jan 8 2007, 12:45 AM
jack cloudy   Yeah, I think I went a bit overboard here. Would t...   Jan 12 2007, 11:01 PM
The Metal Mallet   Uh oh, they're in trouble now. If only our Du...   Jan 12 2007, 11:48 PM
jack cloudy   The Werewolf grinned in anticipation. Finally, he ...   Jan 13 2007, 08:02 PM
canis216   Temporary refuge from the werewolf. Sounds like th...   Jan 13 2007, 08:14 PM
The Metal Mallet   Hmm I'm curious of who this new "mystery...   Jan 13 2007, 09:36 PM
jack cloudy   And a quickie to end today's update. ,,Yes...   Jan 13 2007, 10:31 PM
The Metal Mallet   Hmm so it seems that higher up beings are taking i...   Jan 14 2007, 03:02 AM
jack cloudy   The sun cast its merciless rays down on the roofs,...   Jan 15 2007, 08:37 PM
The Metal Mallet   Our healer seems to have a bit of humour to her, w...   Jan 15 2007, 11:02 PM
jack cloudy   Hmm, I just realized. Ra'trith alone has murde...   Jan 16 2007, 08:05 PM
The Metal Mallet   Well not all killers have character development, j...   Jan 17 2007, 01:05 AM
Black Hand   Whoa. I stand in awe of your post machineiness Jac...   Jan 17 2007, 04:25 AM
Malpense the Dark   Wow, I'm really loving this series! As a ...   Jan 17 2007, 12:15 PM
The Metal Mallet   Well you can certainly tell that Aran is a pridefu...   Jan 17 2007, 11:26 PM
jack cloudy   Well, I've been following the teasers quite cl...   Jan 21 2007, 09:55 PM
Black Hand   One Handed Spear Weilding at its best! Keep it...   Jan 21 2007, 10:18 PM
The Metal Mallet   Each character and getting more steadily defined a...   Jan 21 2007, 10:55 PM
canis216   Wow, a lot's happened here since I last peruse...   Jan 21 2007, 11:23 PM
jack cloudy   A shadow walked into Cheydinhall, unseen by any of...   Jan 24 2007, 10:29 PM
Malpense the Dark   Nice stuff Jack, very enjoyable. I like how the c...   Jan 24 2007, 11:04 PM
The Metal Mallet   I would be suspicious too given the information on...   Jan 25 2007, 12:21 AM
Black Hand   My my my Jack! You're now officially induc...   Jan 25 2007, 05:41 AM
The Metal Mallet   We have such a guild!!!? Sweet!...   Jan 25 2007, 05:20 PM
jack cloudy   It's obvious, isn't it? When you pay money...   Jan 25 2007, 07:08 PM
The Metal Mallet   Ra'trith nears the Imperial City! Beware ...   Jan 25 2007, 08:10 PM
jack cloudy   A short one. Enjoy! That night, Aran retu...   Jan 25 2007, 10:55 PM
The Metal Mallet   .... And then the trap reveals itself!! O...   Jan 25 2007, 11:15 PM
jack cloudy   No need to be patient any longer. The trap reveals...   Jan 26 2007, 11:40 PM
The Metal Mallet   Hmmm, that Redguard was rather peculiar. Seems to...   Jan 27 2007, 01:37 AM
canis216   Hah! Ansei, shehai, all that good stuff! B...   Jan 27 2007, 03:48 AM
jack cloudy   Hey, I don't mind if you are a bit of a lore-f...   Jan 30 2007, 08:22 PM
Malpense the Dark   Great update man, really good. Enter the Blades, ...   Jan 31 2007, 12:46 AM
Malpense the Dark   I really hate to double post, particularly when th...   Jan 31 2007, 01:54 AM
canis216   Forum rules: You can't start a new topic until...   Jan 31 2007, 04:33 AM
jack cloudy   Yeah, it's a relatively new rule. Ever since w...   Jan 31 2007, 10:40 PM
The Metal Mallet   Ahhh, our Khajiit has a history with Vincente. It...   Feb 1 2007, 01:14 AM
Malpense the Dark   Great stuff Jack. Can't wait for more!   Feb 1 2007, 03:36 AM
jack cloudy   Chapter 3: Threads rebound. With the dagger press...   Feb 1 2007, 07:59 PM
Malpense the Dark   Ahh, the plot thickens! Who are these people ...   Feb 1 2007, 10:19 PM
The Metal Mallet   Well if I remember correctly, the Champion of Tamr...   Feb 1 2007, 11:40 PM
Lord Revan   Oh, he's a lot less than a corpse, remember MM...   Feb 2 2007, 12:33 AM
canis216   Indeed, the plots do thicken. There is so very muc...   Feb 2 2007, 12:34 AM
minque   Jackie! You´re a post-machine as well.....oh y...   Feb 2 2007, 11:51 PM
jack cloudy   Hmm, I don't hold the record at postmachining ...   Feb 3 2007, 12:01 AM
canis216   This is getting quite exciting... 'tis a bit o...   Feb 3 2007, 03:15 AM
jack cloudy   End of the Cliffhanger and the start of a new one...   Feb 3 2007, 10:33 PM
canis216   Wow... maybe I should try to play Arena sometime. ...   Feb 3 2007, 10:39 PM
minque   Yeah! It´s awesome....I also have Arena but ne...   Feb 3 2007, 11:01 PM
The Metal Mallet   Oooo creepy monster. I wonder want to be trapped ...   Feb 4 2007, 12:33 AM
Lord Revan   The highest rank of dremora is a Valkynaz, one of ...   Feb 4 2007, 05:46 AM
jack cloudy   I can tell you one thing about Arena, it's dam...   Feb 4 2007, 10:26 PM
canis216   Fantastic! And yes, Arena is really hard. I g...   Feb 4 2007, 11:16 PM
The Metal Mallet   Lovely update Jack! Looks like things are goi...   Feb 4 2007, 11:45 PM
Black Hand   Whoa....so thats what its like to read one of my s...   Feb 5 2007, 04:47 PM
jack cloudy   I love Arena. It has such a creepy atmosphere. Som...   Feb 5 2007, 11:11 PM
The Metal Mallet   Hehehe... I think I know where this is going ;) E...   Feb 5 2007, 11:36 PM
Black Hand   Oh Man jack,..see what you've started!...   Feb 6 2007, 01:25 AM
Lord Revan   Tsk, tsk, tsk, what is the word coming to? It see...   Feb 6 2007, 04:28 AM
jack cloudy   Back-stab? Bah, waste of arrows and they can't...   Feb 6 2007, 07:28 AM
jack cloudy   Marsh shook his head when he saw the Bosmer girl s...   Feb 7 2007, 10:57 PM
Lord Revan   So far so good, wonder how long their luck will la...   Feb 7 2007, 11:23 PM
The Metal Mallet   Lovely update! I also hope this plan works wi...   Feb 8 2007, 12:13 AM
jack cloudy   Say, does anyone know what the Imperial palace loo...   Feb 10 2007, 10:04 PM
canis216   Heh, quite the saucy one, that Bosmer...   Feb 10 2007, 10:09 PM
The Metal Mallet   Well it seems that they've gotten inside easil...   Feb 10 2007, 11:38 PM
jack cloudy   Ok, after our scene of breaking and entering. (lit...   Feb 11 2007, 07:20 PM
canis216   Yeah, Ra'Trith hasn't reared his head in a...   Feb 11 2007, 08:53 PM
The Metal Mallet   I really enjoyed reading the description of the ro...   Feb 11 2007, 09:11 PM
jack cloudy   Ok, just a quickie with no real influence on the p...   Feb 11 2007, 10:01 PM
canis216   No real influence on the plot, eh? We'll just ...   Feb 11 2007, 10:12 PM
Black Hand   Not all evil is wholly evil. Not all good is wholl...   Feb 11 2007, 11:43 PM
jack cloudy   A short one. I want to write a bit more but it...   Feb 17 2007, 10:59 PM
jack cloudy   She walked back to the entrance hall where she saw...   Feb 17 2007, 11:40 PM
The Metal Mallet   Ahhh the sneaky battlemage, just when you think yo...   Feb 18 2007, 01:00 AM
Black Hand   Battlemage?! BATTLEMAGE?! I freaking hate...   Feb 18 2007, 07:54 AM
jack cloudy   In a swirling cloud of Magicka, two forms wavered ...   Feb 18 2007, 09:50 PM
Black Hand   Well I hope you enjoy writing this, as much as I d...   Feb 19 2007, 07:49 AM
jack cloudy   I'll try to get the Elder scroll part done ton...   Feb 24 2007, 04:36 PM
The Metal Mallet   Creative explanation for defeating the "human...   Feb 24 2007, 04:58 PM
Black Hand   SGM!!   Feb 24 2007, 06:55 PM
jack cloudy   Wee, I got the next one! The first thing ...   Feb 24 2007, 07:59 PM
The Metal Mallet   Ooooo exciting, this is really picking up in the s...   Feb 24 2007, 08:15 PM
canis216   This is really thrilling stuff. Keep up the good w...   Feb 24 2007, 08:20 PM
jack cloudy   *Creeperlike voice* ,,I'm postmachining!...   Feb 24 2007, 09:21 PM
The Metal Mallet   Wow, things are getting more and more interesting....   Feb 24 2007, 09:40 PM
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