Fall Is Here

Its that time of year again, football and falling leaves.

As a kid I grew up in Canada and actually had a season change, unlike Houston, and remember fondly of fall.  The changing of the leaves, the red, yellow and orange which signaled that cooler weather was on the way, along with winter which meant Thanksgiving, Halloween and Christmas (a kid’s favorite holiday).

It was about this time, 19 years ago that I created my first website using an aol address.  I did it so a friend could read my stories.  It was made up of one story, Master of Violence which has sense been redone.  But I was writing Battlestar Galactica fanfiction as well and had a couple of stories, maybe numbering four or five. Continue reading…

 

Dovahkin’s Flight – Part 5

Dovahkin’s Flight

by AJ Marks

Part 5

Zoe stood in front of the Jarl of Whiterun once more, a position she never dreamed of only a short time ago.  She had been a nobody only a short time ago and now after defeating a dragon whispers of Dragonborn were directed at her.  A title she never heard of before, of course she had never seen a dragon either, or so she thought until recently.

It had been strange, she should have been fearful upon first seeing the creature attacking the outpost.  Yet, something inside her jumped at the chance to take down a dragon.  When it died she had gone for a closer look, only to have something strange.  She absorbed the dragon’s power.  She could shout, something she only heard in tales, and even then it was rare or took a lot of training.  Being able to do it like she had was unusual.

Now her third time in front of the Jarl, the first was to warn him of the dragon attack on Helgan.  He had asked her to help his court wizard.  The second they received word of the dragon attack and now, she was here once more being appointed a Thane of Whiterun by him.

“Thank you my lord,” she said to him. Continue reading…

 

Dovahkin’s Flight – Part 4

Dovahkin’s Flight

by AJ Marks

Part 4

The Underground!

Zoe moved along seeing flickering torches lining many walls giving a bit of light in a dark place.  Now that she ran down here she understood why few came down here.  The depths of death and despair in the Imperial City.  Full of thieves, murders, and druggies all down here to hide from the authorities.

A person didn’t come down here for the tourism, but were here for some other reason and most were not legal.  She moved along keeping an eye out for any trouble, not that she had anything on her to stop trouble.  You didn’t exist down here and you didn’t rat anyone out.  The only rule for the area, or so the rumor went.

She felt certain the Thalmor wouldn’t come down here, at least not for a while giving her time to plan her next move if she had one.  She slumped to the ground looking around in the dim flicker of light provided by gas lamps on the side of the wall. Continue reading…

 

Dovahkin’s Flight – Part 3

Dovahkin’s Flight

by AJ Marks

Part 3

Zoe made her way past a group of people and she recognized several, including the Orc and Imperial from earlier and Tegan.  Pausing she looked on at the scene and noticed that Tegan appeared to be trying to appease them all.  Moving closer until she could make out the conversation.

“I know you swindled us,” the Orc said to Tegan.

“Now, I don’t know a thing of what you’re talking about,” Tegan said, holding his hands up as he plead with the group.  “All I know is what they tell me, what matches are going to be that day, that’s it.”

“And why should we believe you?” the imperial said, stepping closer to Tegan who now was against the wall looking for an escape route.

“I know what it looked like, and it was a surprise to me as well,” Tegan said to them.  His eyes glancing around at all of them. Continue reading…

 

Dovahkin’s Flight – Part 2

Dovahkin’s Flight

by AJ Marks

Part 2

Zoe made her way out of the city thinking she might do some fishing.  If nothing else she might get something to eat for the next couple of days.  It might not solve her money problem but she could at least eat.

Looking down the road she noticed a man talking with the guard, wearing an impressive looking set of leather armor and sword.  She slightly flinched when the guard pointed in her direction and the man started towards her.  She wondered if running was an option, but she really had no problems with anyone at the moment.  No debt fortunately so no collectors.

“Are you Zoe Scatlite?” he asked walking up to her.

“Yeah, and you are?” she asked, ready for just about anything, including running if this suddenly turned bad. Continue reading…

 

Dovahkin’s Flight

Dovahkin’s Flight

Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction based upon the game Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim and also is based upon the mod ‘Bathing Beauties Luxury Suite” by Migal130.

Part 1

“Welcome,” the large creature said, speaking in a strange guttural voice.  It was massive, dwarfing her.  “You fear me Laat Dovahkiin.”

Zoe blinked at the name, so unfamiliar it sounded like gibberish to her.  In her fear riddled mind she had trouble even forming a coherent thought with such a creature in front of her.  She did manage to step back, almost stumbling over a rock behind her.

“I see, you are weak,” it stated, its massive head lowering down to look at her, a large eye peering at her.  “I can see into your soul Dovahkin.” Continue reading…

 

Master of Violence – Part 30

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 30

Mark looked on as Angie answered questions to the media.  She had become a media darling since returning to Earth telling her story over and over, going on several shows and showing support for the military.  Jack had gone a few times, and surprisingly it seemed, at least to Mark, that Angie seemed to actually care for him.

He and Angie were both dealing with the loss of her mother, Mark’s sister.  Angie’s father had passed away a few years earlier.  Mark learned Jack had lost his parents in the attack as well, and he and Angie leaned on each other for support.

The others in the group didn’t want the spotlight as much, and for some reason Angie loved it.  Mark was fine with it.

“She’s doing quite well today,” another person said standing next to Mark.  He recognized him as Charlie.  He was the oldest of the group, and Mark learned that he and his son, Ben, had been on a fishing trip when the attack occurred. Continue reading…

 

Master of Violence – Part 29

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 29

Mark looked out at the ground watching as the shuttle made its decent to the surface.  In the shuttle along with him was Victoria, and Toncor as they went down to check on how things had gone.

They had secured the main city, and with new reinforcements from Earth they were heading out to the other cities to make sure they were also freed.  Resistance had been lower than expected, and they had encountered a lot of other races who seemed skittish over what happened.

Toncor was already reviewing the situation on the surface.  Mark was anxious to see his niece who had been such a help in all of this.  Victoria was going over what needed to be done to set up a working government and see what help was needed to get the colony back up and running.

The shuttle bumped along though the atmosphere.  The pilot mentioned something about a storm in their path but otherwise would be no problems.  Mark waited patiently and looked out the window at the passing scenery seeing the town come up.  It looked nothing like he could remember and instead had a very alien look to it all now.  The buildings were not black and purple, an odd color and not at all attractive.  It seemed designed to clash with the surrounding area rather than blend in.  The shuttle swooped around, turned back and finally settled down on the surface with a slight jot indicating it had landed. Continue reading…

 

Master of Violence – Part 28

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 28

Toncor made his way to the bridge having been summoned by the admiral, Mark Pappas.  He heard the battle in space had ended which was good news to him.  He had been worried about dying in space on board the ship, but aside from a few bumps nothing major.  And there seemed to be no panic among any of the crewmembers.

He actually used the time to go over the progress reports from his people.  They had arrived at the planet Mars, and were helping to terraform it even more.  Settlements were quickly established.  Things were progressing rather quickly and Iccol had stated they might be able to plant a harvest by the end of the month.  Even the other transport, the Hotlife was beginning to send people down to help as well.  It was becoming a good mix of civilizations.

The bridge was full of people going about their duties, a few stopped and looked at him.  It was something had had gotten used to.  Not every human was used to having an alien around them.  He looked up as Mark made his way over to where he stood. Continue reading…

 

Master of Violence – Part 27

Master of Violence

by AJ Marks

Part 27

Angie looked up at the night sky while lying on her back.  The ground wasn’t that comfortable, but she had gotten used to it, or at least as much as she hoped to get used to it.  Above her the moonless sky twinkled with stars.

She could imagine that one of them was the sun which Earth orbited around and wished she was there instead of here.

“You still awake?” Heather asked beside her.

“Yeah, can’t sleep,” Angie replied hearing Heather laugh a bit.

“Ya know, I’d kill for a razer about now,” Heather said.

It wasn’t what Angie expected to hear and turned slightly to look at her friend. Continue reading…