The Dovahkiin Files: Equestria

The Dovahkiin Files: Equestria

Chapter 6

As Luna got off his completely paralysed body, she started to talk, but halfway through their ‘fun’ as she would call it, she cut off the sound travelling to his ears so as to keep him from going deaf at the use of her royal canterlot voice. After lying beside him for a while, she finally restored his hearing.

 “So how was it?” She asked, giving him one of the smiles he had now learned to fear.

 As she turned to face him, she saw something different in his eyes. It was as though he was broken. He just stared into her eyes, but it seemed as if he looked through her instead of at her. Not seeing the signs, she went over to him and tried again, and this time make him enjoy it. But what she did not realise is that in his hand now glowed a green fire, that was charging up from his pools of mana.

 “So how about we get started again. This time I might even let you do something.” She rolled over to his side and got a blasted with a paralysis spell.

*THUD*

As Luna fell into a paralysed state, she could see the Dovahkiin getting up and coming round to her side of the double bed. He proceeded pick up her motionless body and carry her to the balcony where he placed her on the ledge.

 “So. You thought you could just rape me did you?” He said, emphasising his question with a punch to her face. “Just expect me to take it would you?!” He punched her in the chest, this time making her bleed.

 “Maybe, if you had asked nicely, we could have done it normally!” he said as he begun kicking her in the chest. “DO ANY OF YOU REALISE WHO I AM AM!” He screamed at her, seeing tears well up in her eyes. “I AM THE MOTHER FUCKING DRAGONBORN!” He said, but then leaned close to her ear and quieted down to a whisper. “So how does it feel to be helpless and alone?”  He then leaned in even closer, his lips to her ears, the breeze tumbling through their hairs.

 “FUS RO DAH!” He shouted at her, sending her off the ledge and into a 500 foot drop off the edge of Canterlot. It was at this point Celestia decided to walk in, and see what all the fuss is about.

 She then glanced over at her sister, before she fell off the ledge. She ran forward but was too late, only able to see her as she plummeted into a fall. She turned around to see the Dragonborn standing there, a smirk upon his face.

 “WHAT DID YOU DO!” She screamed at him, grabbing him in her hold with magic.

 “What she brought upon herself.” He then began to laugh, a sad, broken laugh.

 “WHY?” She shouted, almost reduced to tears,

 “BECAUSE SHE RAPED ME!” He began to scream back. “SHE VIOLATED ME AND MY TRUST! WHEN IT WAS OVER AND I LOOKED INTO HER EYES, SHE CAME OVER AND TRIED FOR MORE.” It was at this point that he broke down crying, sobbing into her ethereal mane.

 Celestia began to awkwardly stroke his hair, realising that she couldn’t help but like him. But she could not act on her feelings, because of what had just transpired between him and Luna.

 “There, there, it’s alright. No need to cry.” She said, patting his head with her large wings.

 “I just don’t know what went wrong.” He was able to choke out before he went back to sobbing. Celestia just layed him down on the bed and let him hug her for as long as he needed.

 After what seemed like an eternity, Celestia realised that the Dovahkiin had gone to sleep resting his head on her chest, which by now was stained with an hours-worth of tears. It was then that Luna decided to hover in through the window she had been thrown out of, looking like she had come from the ninth circle of hell.

 She looked around the room with rage in her eyes, wanting to torture the Dovahkiin for a number of reasons. Chiefly among them being her rejected advances and being pushed out of a fucking window. When she found the Dovahkiin sleeping on Celestia’s chest she flew over to them in rage, trying to think of as many expletives as she could before getting over there. However, the moment she met Celestia’s eyes she could not help but sit down on the floor like a child.

 “Luna, it is time we had a talk.” She said very cooly.

 “About what big sister.” Luna said, trying to act oblivious.

 “About how we should treat guests, and try NOT TO RAPE THEM YOU STUPID MARE!” Celestia’s sudden out burst shocked Luna, never hearing her sister get angry at her once.

 “I WAS DRUNK! I DID NOT KNOW IT WOULD TURN HIM INTO THIS!” She said, pointing at the Dovahkiin, who was still soundly asleep. “I THOUGHT HE WOULD ENJOY IT, FATHER KNOWS WHAT WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF YOU HAD TOLD HIM YOUR FEELINGS!”

 “DON’T YOU DARE BRING DAD’S NAME INTO THIS!” She screamed. “I WILL TELL HIM WHEN I AM GOOD AND READY!” They were both ready for a fight, getting into defensive stances.

 “WOOHOO catfight!” Shouted the Dovahkiin in a cocky smile.

 “Prisoner, get back, I’ve got this.” said Princess Celestia, turning towards him.

 “No, neither of you are going to fight. Instead, I would like to have a chat with The goddess of the Moon.” He looked at her, as if staring into her very soul.

 As she looked into his eyes, he motioned over to the bed. She sat down, and then he went up beside her.

 “Why?” Was all he said.

 “Why not?” She asked sheepishly.

 “Wrong answer, now tell me.” He gave her a steely glance.

 “I was drunk, and you are quite the looker you know.”

 “That gives you no right. But as I had already explained, if you had asked, maybe we could have.” He said, his expression softening a bit.

 “So.....Can we?” She asked, a hopeful look in her eyes.

 “Maybe, I have forgiven you based on the fact that you consumed a lot of alcohol for someone of your size last night, but let me make this crystal clear. If this ever happens again...”

 “Yes?” She asked, frightful of what he was about to say next.

 “I am on top!” he grinned at her, and gave her a big hug.

 “How can I stay mad at you, especially when you give me those big puppy dog eyes.” He said, embracing her warmly.

 “REALLY?! Just like that, you forgive her?!” Celestia was shocked at what happened, expecting him to hit her or worse.

 “Well, lets just say, it is not like I didn’t enjoy all of it.” He said, giving her a wink.

 “WOW, just wow. Only you could forgive someone for raping you.”

 “I have been through enough to know when someone actually means to hurt me.” he said, glancing at Luna, who was still in his embrace. “Who knows? Maybe tonight could be your turn?” He gave her a cheeky smile, and she just blushed.

 “I am going to hold you to that.” She said returning with a smile of her own. “Alright then, time for breakfast!”

 After descending from the Dovahkiin’s room and into the Dining hall, they were confronted with an unfamiliar sight. In front of them was a gang of 20 unruly nobles, lead by none other than Prince On-A-Pair-of-Crutches.

 Celestia was the first to ask, “Blueblood, what are you doing here?” She asked, smothering her question with fake sincerity.

 “You know exactly why, you stupid mare! I am here to teach this beast a lesson.” he said, pointing one of his crutches at the Dovahkiin.

 “Alright pretty boy, ready for round three?” He said, cracking his neck and knuckles, summoning a bound greatsword.

 “You won’t be laughing when we break your knees.” said Blueblood, whose voice was accompanied by many whoops and cheers.

 “Before we start this fight, I would like to tell you a story from my past, one that I would like to forget, but listen anyway, for if you have not run in fear, then we can both stand and fight like men.” he then stared at them, and began to recount his tale.

 “Not so long ago, in a country not unlike this one, I was a warrior fighting under the flag of the Wol. Our leader, Ulfric, was merciless, killing all who stood in his way. I was like him, killing without a thought. Then one day, he asked me to take out an entire city of our enemies. This was our last charge, our chance to retake Skyrim for the Nords! Alas, it was a fateful battle. Throughout the day we fought, killing man after man, inflating our death toll in the hundreds, when suddenly, I felt a rush of air and metal clash against metal. I turned around to see who had tried to end my life and saw a small boy’s face, no older than 12 years, look back into mine. In the heat of the moment I lost my focus and wrought this boy’s head from his shoulders, ending his life almost instantaneously. But that was not what happened. The sword that I killed him with had an enchantment that, when taking someone's life, sucks their soul out of their body and puts it in a crystalline cage. I took the cage that was torturing his soul, finding his weak points and breaking it down. When I saw his mother and father, holding each other in the doorway shaking with fear, I did something that others would call monstrous. I took up the challenge with vigor. I used this boy’s soul to enchant one of my many daggers. I went up to his parents and killed them where they stood, the dagger sucking their souls into the eternal void of Sithis only to be called upon when my enchantments needed sustenance. While others would have cried or fled, I laughed, right in their undead faces and carried on fighting with uninhibited glee, killing many hundreds before the day was done. Finally, we had finished killing every single imperial left in the city, and retaking it for our cause.” After that lengthy story, he let out a sigh and stared down at Blueblood and his lackeys, who were now utterly terrified of him.

  And the only response he could see was applicable was holding out his ghostly blade, pointing at them, and shouting “BOO!” At that, they all left in a hurry, leaving behind golden rapiers and shields alike.

 He turned towards the Princesses, who were not staring in shock like he expected them to, only they were both laughing at the cowardliness of his foes defeat.

 “So, are you two not frightened of me after that story?” He asked them, genuinely confused as to why they did not mind.

 “Oh, do not worry Prisoner, we knew it was only a story.” They were still laughing, but this time it was dying down.

 “Oh, it was no story, I actually did those things and more.” he said, giving them a look that could only be described as apologetic.

 “Well, I doubt we could be too surprised, after all you did come from that dreadful world.” Said Luna, not even the slightest bit angry after hearing what he had done.

 “Yes, Luna is right, you were only doing what felt right to you.” she said, giving him the warmest of smiles. “Come now, let us carry on to breakfast.”

 Halfway through their meal, talking took over and they began discussing all manner of things, specifically the Gods in Skyrim.

 “So, this Lorkhan, he gave his body to create your planet?” she looked perplexed, as this seemed so alien to her.

 “Yes, and through him, all of us were created.” He said, trying to explain it in as simple a way as possible.

 “That is an interesting story Prisoner, maybe later we can discuss them in more detail.” She said, trying to finish up the last of her food.

 “Throughout the entire conversation, Luna had a very confused look on her face, and finally, she had a chance to air her question.

 “Prisoner, if you do not mind me asking, why did you forgive me so readily, yet almost try to kill me not two hours beforehand?” she asked, fencing her question to him.

 “This is a very simple answer Luna, I am a drug addict who had not taken his daily dose in a while. If it had not been for Celestia’s warming touch, I would have tried to kill you on site.” He said, explaining it as though it were commonplace.

 “Wait, you are a drug addict, when were you planning on telling us?” Celestia said, not in an angry tone, more of an annoyed one.

 “Come now Celestia. You have tried said drug, with quite interesting consequences if I might add.” he then winked at her, making her recall already repressed memories.

 “You are hooked on that dreadful SKOOMA?! It is a vile concoction, how could you stand it?”

 “To me, it tastes fine, so quit your bellyaching! It is giving me a headache.” He said, flashing a smile.

 “Ugh, fine, but do not come crawling back to me when you are dying.” She gave him a grin, and they all began to laugh.

 “Anyway, Prisoner, I was thinking we could go back to Ponyville tomorrow. Twilight has sent 3 letters in the days you have been here asking how you are. She says she wants you to meet her friends.”

 “I would be honoured to.” He said, remembering a few of his memories with Twilight.

 “Good. Just make sure that she doesn’t rape you, we all know how well that turns out.” Celestia then looked at Luna, who hid her head in  shame.

 “Not if I get there first.” The Dovahkiin said, getting another round of laughter from everyone.

 “Well then, shall we begin today's lessons, I think today we should teach you how to be a man.”

 “I think first we should teach you, Celestia, how to be a proper woman.”