Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-10197675-20140101230137/@comment-24123288-20140102121256

(And done! Again kind of iffy but meh xD I had a headache so enjoy! I'm sure Uber will get well jelly over how I make a better Tyranil than him again :P)

Blearily, Eilonwyn opened her eyes. She found that she couldn’t move her arms or legs at all. Only her head.

''Great. Shackled again. ''Eilonwyn thought with a roll of her eyes.

But…where am I? 

As if by magick, the world lit up around the Dunmer. She was outside Fort Farragut, chained to the piece of debris Nish had placed her on.

Eilonwyn couldn’t move her head much so she looked up to the sky. Two glowing red suns were shining down on her.

''Two…suns..? They remind me of his eyes…''

   Her trail of thought was cut short as the groaning of dozens of walkers could be heard approaching in the distance.

''Wait I thought we killed them all!? ''

"Well, what's wrong? Are you... scared...?" Tyranils voice seemed to echo through the suns.

Just a dream Eilo…stay calm.

“Of course I’m bloody scared. I’m sure anyone would be if they were in this situation!” Eilonwyn retorted to nobody in particular.

Suddenly a groan louder than most erupted into her senses of sound. It was almost deafening, as if it was right by her.

The Dark Elf looked to her left and shrieked in horror. Her Breton stood there, a zombie, unable to find peace.

Nish…

The zombie looked at her as if it knew her. Quickly its instincts took over and it began to claw at her, adding to her numerous injuries. Yet the zombie was too stupid to understand how to climb onto the debris. She had to bear the pain of Nishs’ undeath for now.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I’m so sorry Nish…” Eilonwyn mumbled as he kept clawing at her skin. “I will never let this happen to you.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn stared back up into the twin suns of this dreamworld she had made up for herself.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Are you trying to break me!?” She called out to the sky. “Show me my worst fear is that it? Make me too scared to face you? To face anything?”

<p class="MsoNormal"> “I've bested you before by toying with your feelings haven’t I?” Tyranils cold voice mocked from way above her.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Eilonwyn groaned and shook her head.

<p class="MsoNormal"> “That won’t work anymore. I’ve gone through too much to let you win now..”

<p class="MsoNormal"> “If it won’t work on you, maybe I’ll try it to him next.”

<p class="MsoNormal"> “He wouldn’t fall fo-“

<p class="MsoNormal"> “Oh don’t give me that.” Tyranil said with a harsh chuckle. “I was watching that whole escapade inside the Fort. I saw how easily he fell for that Wizards trickery.”

<p class="MsoNormal"> Eilonwyn looked away from the suns for a moment, eyes closed and head turned to the side.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I wonder how I’ll break him when the time comes. I can’t say your dead, he won’t fall for that so easily next time.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyns eyes snapped open and widened as Tyranils scythe floated infront of her, its master nowhere to be found.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Maybe I’ll just threaten you in the same way I threatened him once..Yes that’s a good way to get what I want…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“No!” Eilonwyn yelled as she remembered her first encounters with Tyranil, how he held Nish there so easily, ready to let the Breton fall to his death at a moments notice. She remembered how swift she was to aid the villain just to save him.

<p class="MsoNormal">We weren’t even that serious back then unlike now…

<p class="MsoNormal">   “And that is what will make this so much more enjoyable!” Tyranil replied to her thoughts as the scythe cut her chains away and floated near her neck, moving with her as she sat up.

<p class="MsoNormal">The zombie of her lover was still clawing at her leg, biting down on it half-heartedly now that she had moved.

<p class="MsoNormal">“We’ll never let this happen to you…” Eilonwyn whispered to the zombie, wincing as she did so. It was odd that she didn’t feel any pain.

<p class="MsoNormal">Maybe it’s just acceptance that is blocking it.

<p class="MsoNormal">Tyranils voice chuckled again. “Hardly. It’s me. See?”

<p class="MsoNormal">The scythe spun round and slowly cut down Eilonwyns arm. It was one of the most painful things she had ever experienced. She screamed and screamed, louder than she ever had before.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Your arm is in pain because I want it to be.” Tyranil stated, sounding like a teacher scolding a student almost.

<p class="MsoNormal">''I just want to be free from this nightmare! ''

<p class="MsoNormal">The Altmers laugh rang through the world once more. “Only when I’ve had my fill of this, will you wake up again.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Prick.” Eilonwyn mumbled, looking down at the zombie Nish, still happily chewing away on her leg.

<p class="MsoNormal">“My mind is my own.” The Dunmer whispered raising her hand.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Oh please. I’ve been here for months now.”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I know. But I’ll be free soon enough.” Eilonwyn retorted, grabbing the floating scythe, trying to avoid the barbs.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I vowed to kill you Tyranil. A long time ago…” The Scythe was held in front of the Dunmer, giving some resistance.

<p class="MsoNormal">“And I don’t plan on breaking that now!” Eilonwyn screamed as she closed her eyes and swung the scythe down on the zombie Nishs face, killing it.

<p class="MsoNormal">“No matter what, I will survive until I see the day you are hanging lifeless off the tip of my sword.”

<p class="MsoNormal">Tyranil scoffed as the twin suns faded away. “So you figured it out. Not bad…See you soon Dunmer…” his voice hissed as Eilonwyn slowly responded to realities call.

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<p class="MsoNormal">Eilonwyn woke up panting in a bed that she vaguely recognised.

<p class="MsoNormal">“C-Cheydinhal…?” She muttered, clutching at her face.