Dagger's POV

I groan as I enter the Thieves' guild base and I collapse on a random bed.

"You're back lass!" Bryn says and I hand him the gold.

"They were waiting for me. The gold was a trap. That Arch-mage likes to play with fire. Astrid and I will talk about that." I said the last part underneath my breath.

"Lass, are you alright, you look tired." Bryn said.

"It's alright, I just ran all the way back here with no breaks." I muttered. 3 full days with no sleep. However the food I caught was great. I'll eat it later though.

"Then sleep lass." Bryn said.

I grinned handing Bryn some deadra weapons. I kept the bow and dagger. "I wanted to see your face when you got this though." I laugh out as I watched his reaction, which was wide-eyed with awe.

"How did you get this?" Bryn said.

"Windhelm's old Jarl. He left a lot of stuff behind." I muttered. I grinned as I remember the memory when I cut off the foul's head. He was to prideful, which led to his death.

"Well, this is something. Thanks lass. This should help with the next week's gold heist." Bryn said putting them in my chest for safe keeping.

"No problem. Good night." I said as I fall asleep.

TIME SKIPPPPPPP

I groaned as I woke up and tugged my Dark Brotherhood armor on, and flashed out of the building and trudged on towards the ruins when a dragon roared above me. I grinned and took out the bow.

"Time to break this thing in." I said as I aimed the bow at the dragon overhead who noticed me. I shot the arrow and it hit the underbelly of the dragon. It roared before it shot fire at me, causing my armor to slightly burn.

"Tch. I hate fire." I growled out. I roared out "FO!" I was not about to waste a shout over a tiny dragon.

I put a steel arrow on my bow before I aimed at it's eye when it fell to the ground.

I fell to the ground before I shot the arrow. I sat up and shot the arrow when it roared in anger and pain.

"HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME BY LAYING DOWN AND FIGHTING ME!" It screamed. I just smirked and pulled out my deadra dagger and run up to it.

I jumped on his head and started to cut his eyes out, which led to his crying in pain. When I was done, he fell and started to evaporate before his soul came into me. Power flowing through my veins until I figured out an unknown shout.

My eyes gleamed at the possibilities of a new shout. I continued my journey and sat down in front of the ruin before I ate some rabbit. The meat was dried so it was jerkey. I ate it happily and I opened my map and pointed at Solitude, the black gems that help me teleport gleaming in the sunlight.

"Solitude!" I shouted at the map and my vision blurred and twisted until I ended up at the front of death gallery in Solitude.

I quickly ran towards the area where my first victim will be. I received an eagle that sat on my shoulder and gave me a letter.

Make sure she's dead. The Breton won't approve of her being alive after her marriage. -A

I put the letter in my bag and ran inside. I saw an old gargoyle where the victim was standing and I quickly sprinted and she talked. I laid down belly first and pushed the stone Slade on her. I heard an ugly crunch and I backed up. I walked casually in the area and say that the stone crushed the perial, giving the newly wedded husband a red tint to his coat, and a shocked face.

Veezara ran up to me with his sword out.

"Relax, no one found out." I said grinning. The lizard grinned and put his sword back in it's sheath and patted my head.

"Good work. Now let's go. Look like you're crying." He said.

I teared up and hid my face in his shoulder and we got pass the guards that was running around trying to find the person who done the deed. We ran out of Solitude and Veezara teleported us home.

"Good work." He said patting my head and leaving.

It took me a while to surpass that blush on my face.

An-was that longer? I hope it was. Anyways, hoped you enjoyed. Comment and vote.