The Hedgehogs of Skyrim

By Fangs of Lightning and The Chuckinator

Chapter 1: Entering Skyrim

Shadic stretched as the movie ended. The two hedgehogs had been watching whatever they could find on the television. There was nothing better to do during a thunderstorm.

"Want to play a game?" Silvond, his son, asked. "How about Skyrim?"

"That game you've been playing a lot recently?"

Silvond smiled. "Of course."

His father nodded and called Silver into the room. "What?" Silver asked. "Did you need something?"

"We're going to play Skyrim. Want to join us?" Silvond asked.

Silver smiled. He looked at Shadic and kissed him, then sat down. "Sure."

Shadic smiled and looked at the screen as the game was started up. They started a new game but suddenly a bright light shone from the screen.

"What's happening?" Shadic asked. He stood from his seat as the light filled the room. It grew brighter and they all vanished. The light faded a minute later and the three looked around.

"Where are we?" Silvond asked.

Shadic shrugged. Then he screamed and began to transform into a dragon. He grew larger as scales began replacing his fur. His arms and hands became wings as his feet changed into paws; toes forming from five to three as claws burst from them. Shadic screamed again, it turning into a roar. His body changed next. It grew larger as his body and tail lengthened. Scouts formed on his belly as he fell on all fours, the joints in his legs and arms reversing. Shadic's head changed as well. His quills formed into horns. The lower half of his face extended outward, sharp teeth coming out of his gums. The last thing to change about it was his eyes. They turned into slits, moved to the sides of his head. Finally the transformation was complete. Shadic had become a wyvern. Shadic looked at the two of them.

"Dad? What happened?" Silvond asked.

"You're a wyvern. How did that happen?" Silver asked.

Shadic shook his head and spoke. "I know as much about it as you do."

"I have a feeling I know where we are," Silvond said. "We're in Skyrim."

"Well that sucks," Shadic growled. "Everyone's going to try to kill me."

"You'll be fine," Silver said. "We'll keep you safe."

Shadic chuckled. "I'll hold you to that. What are we going to do first?"

"We could go to Dragonsreach and find out what we have to do here," Silvond said.

The wyvern nodded. "All I need to do is move my wings to fly, right?" Shadic felt stupid asking a question like that. While he did so, he looked around.

"How did you become a wyvern?" Silvond asked as they flew.

"I don't know. We'd have to ask someone here." They continued to fly until they reached the village. Shadic landed and the two others got off. "I'll stay out here." Shadic looked around.

They nodded and walked into the village. Silver and Silvond looked around and saw someone. It was a man and he walked up to them.

"Excuse me," Silver said. "I was wondering if we could ask you a few things."

"Of course," the man said. "What is it?"

"We're knew here, so we were wondering if you could tell us what Skyrim is like this time of year." Silver looked at Silvond. Maybe they should have rehearsed it before arriving.

The man smiled. "It's nice here, mostly sunny. That depends on where you are in Skyrim, though."

"Anything interesting going on?"

"The dragon god Akatosh has appeared. We saw him minutes ago."

"Really? Where?"

"He just landed outside of town."

The hedgehog's eyes' widened and they ran out to Shadic.

"Shadic!" Silver yelled. "You're Akatosh!" Shadic looked at him, then at Silvond.

Silvond nodded, and Shadic smiled. He was the god of time, the creator of the world. It was an honor. "It's an honor, but why? I thought he was already here."

"You must have replaced him."

The wyvern smiled. It looked at them and let out a loud roar. ilver moved back a step and looked up at him.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

Shadic looked at him. "I felt like it... I haven't been a dragon for long. I'm still getting used to it."

"You're a wyvern, not a dragon," Silvond said. "There's a difference. Why is it that people call you dragons and not wyverns?"

"I don't know."

Silvond nodded. "Well...where should we go now, Akatosh?"

The wyvern looked at him. "My temple."

"Of course."

They got on Akatosh and it flew off.