Chapter 10

(Dante's pov)

So the Game Master leads me to what looks like a cafeteria (a rather big one.) as players started eating breakfast...and did I mentioned that the one serving the meals is Mr. Handy? I shit you not he is there serving the meals...at least he isn't screwing up...unlike that one Mr. Handy who cut a cake in pieces and almost cut the table on half.

"This is...rather huge for a cafeteria."

I just said that.

"Indeed. Took me months to work on this area for players such as yourself. Scratch that. It took months to get that Mr. Handy to work properly. Didn't want him to accidentally harm someone in case he does something reckless."

Well...he doesn't have some of those dreadful tools and have mostly kitchen tools but tools or not...I'm horrified what he plans to do with them.

"Let's just hope he doesn't hurt anyone."

"That I can agree on."

"One last thing...that machine I was on to see the memories of my character, are they any side effects like hallucinations or something like that?" I asked the Game Master with curiosity.

He ponders for a bit...then he gave me this answer...

"Yeah...hallucinations...it happens once in a while but it's nothing serious...well depending on the memory you were looking through. But if it starts to get worse, come to me."

"Okay...I'll keep that in mind." I nod slightly.

"Anymore questions?"

"Yeah. One last question. When is it okay to go back to Skyrim once we are back here?"

"I can only bring you back once per a day. My associate warned me about constantly bringing them back to New Vegas and has told me they would have nasty...side effects."

"Which are?"

"Headaches, dizziness, impair on the muscles, vision blurriness and the occasional cases of vomiting. They had to be treated in the infirmary in order for them not feel the effects again."

"Yikes." I cringed.

"There's a reason why your mother or anyone in your family in general would always tells you the dangers of playing video games too much. For now...relax. I'll let you know when it's time to go back to Skyrim."

"Alright. That's all I need to know." I sighed a bit.

He nods as he vanished in thin air...I decided to find some place to sit when Carter waves at me to sit with him. So I did as I see a secruitron(that has the face of a butler on the screen. Yes. It has that face I am not fuming joking.) strolling towards me and Carver with the most fancy British accent I have ever heard. Listen...

"Can I offer you two gentlemen something to eat?"

Sounded like Alfred from the Batman cartoon(animated series)...

"French Toast with maple syrup." Carter said.

"Whole wheat bread with scrambled eggs and melted cheese." I said as I stretched a bit.

"Would you like some refreshments along with your meals?" He asks.

"Orange juice." Me and Carter said at the same time.

"You're breakfast will be ready shortly." He bows slightly and strolls to the kitchen.

Without any hesitation, Carter turns to me to talk to me but was interrupted when we hear...

"Ni Ni Ni Ni Ni Ni Ni Ni."

We turned around to see this guy dressed up like some sort of artist acting rather...strange. like funny strange.

"Sorry about my friend. Sherogorath took him to the Shivering isles and my friend spent most of his time in Bliss. Don't worry. He's harmless." The woman said rather embarrassed.

Huh...don't hear that everyday. At least the guy is Bliss crazy instead of Dementia crazy cause I would shit myself if he started going around with a kitchen knife and did some fucked up things like the artist from layers of fear. Me and Carter nodded at the woman as we turned away from the woman to continue our conversation.

"So what can you tell about Do'Ja?" He asks me.

"Can you be a little more specific?"

"Well...for starters...tell me about his past and tell me if he's a werewolf and how he got it."

I start to ponder a bit on those questions...

"Well...for starters he's a Khajiit born in Cyrodill at the Imperial city. Before he was a known mercenary, he became a gladiator at the arena to make a name for himself thanks to some the training he had from his father at the age 18...or was it 19? Been so long since I played Elder scrolls due to my addiction to Runescape." I scratch my head a bit.

Hey...don't judge. Old school Runescape was the first game that introduced me to the online mmorpg community and it's still thriving(just watch out for shady people there.).

"He met this Khajiit named S'Ko who was a master mage at the University and let me tell ya...she's one of those mages who doesn't like to fool around often. She taught him all sorts of magic like alteration and conjuration in Skingrad...the more he spent more time with her...the more he and her started to get connected."

"Making him a battlemage." Carter adds.

"Exactly. Because of his new talents, he started getting jobs from the counts and countesses in Cyrodill to help people on situations like deal with bandits that threaten the people, clearing monsters and sometimes the occasional protecting caravans to transport goods. He's the kind of guy who wouldn't back out of a job and honor his client's job however...he is very wary of suspicious people who want to hire him. I know you're gonna say "He's a mercenary he shouldn't question that kind of crap." Well then you're an idiot and you're an easy target to clients who will double cross you...like that dumb ass Argonian in Solitude."

"Did ya kill him?"

"No...but I killed the captain and his goons in the cave. Got my pay from the executioner before I headed to Whiterun. Weak marauders if you ask me." I snickered.

Yeah...when I went out of Solitude, the first thing that clicked in my mind was kill the captain of the Blackblood marauders in a cave and get my pay from the executioner...hmm...guess I should've mentioned that next time.

"All by yourself?" Carter asks with disbelief.

"Yup. When you have the forces of nature at the palm of your hands, you would be surprised the results." I chuckled.

"Well...that should make things more easier for me on the lights out quest. So...how did he get the beast's blood?"

"Ever heard the phrase "It runs in the family."?"

"Don't tell me..." He asks with terror.

"Yup. His family have been bearing the beast blood for many years. Most of his family members were high ranked members of the fighters guild at Cheydinhal bear the beast blood. No one but his family know about this and it's been kept hidden for a very long time." I said as the butler placed mine and Carter's breakfast in front of us as me and Carter thanked him.

"That's...interesting. was there I time someone knew about it?" Carter asks me as the butler strolls away.

"Yeah...one time. It was a peaceful day when Do'Ja and S'ko were strolling in the fields to relax when Do'Ja started feeling pain in his chest. S'ko asks "Do'Ja? Are you alright?". He then says "I...I don't know...the pain..." he started screaming in agony as his body start changing...S'ko watched in terror as Do'Ja started changing into a werewolf. When his transformation was complete, he lost control of his humanity and attacked S'ko biting her shoulder and nearly clawing her torso open as she did her best to stop him. It took some time but she managed subduing him with some magic without harming him. She was a tough woman and was used to taking down beasts on her own and would take them to the university for studying but this...this was something she never expected. Her own lover was a werewolf..."My love...is a werewolf...no...that can't be true..." S'ko thought refusing to believe the truth. After treating her wounds, she took him in her private research facility where she studies the creatures from Cyrodill and chained him in a sturdy cell." I said as I was eating some of my egg cheese sandwich.

"Did she some experiments on him?" Carter asks rather interested.

"No. She studied him. Mostly on his aggression. When Do'Ja turned back to normal the next morning...he was terrified to find himself in chains as he saw S'ko looking at him with sorrow. He sobbed...as he covered his face muttering "I'm so sorry...It's all my fault...it's all my fault...it's all my fault...". She still loved him but felt sorrow in her heart to see him like that."

"So he was left in the cage..."

"For a while...I say a week or so...it took some time for him to control his form but he was getting the hang of besting the beast inside him."

"Wow...that's...messed up."

"Not as messed up of what happened to her...due to the bite she had...she became a werewolf as well...in case you forget, getting bitten by a werewolf can turn you a werewolf due to the bacteria from the bite."

"Damn...that sucks." Carter sighs.

"Yeah...to her surprise, she quickly had more control than Do'Ja...guess all that willpower can do that to a person."

"Did she had nightmares?"

"Oh you better believe it. When Kodlak said he was having nightmares of being in the hunting ground, he wasn't fucking around. I had a nightmare when I was recovering...I'm chained to the ground...Hircine walks towards me like a master happy to see his pet dog...he removes the chains...and...I don't know...things went too fast...the only thing I heard was a victim screaming..." I clutched my head a bit.

That shit still haunts me to this day...it's mostly Hircine telling me..."This is paradise. When you die, you will be my son and you will hunt your prey in the hunting ground with your brothers and sisters." Or something like that...sheesh...that's something I can never forget...

"Wow..." Carter's eyes went wide.

"Yeah...if you have the beast's blood, expect to see Hircine come to your dream...I couldn't sleep well cause of that..." I groaned.

Yeah I was tossing and turning whenever I see that same dream of me being in the hunting ground...it's no laughing manner...if you have that beast blood in you, it will happen a lot and it will no doubt cause a lot of people get insomnia...something I'm gonna have if this keeps up...

"Anyway...she became part of the family?"

"Yes. Do'Ja married her months later once they got the situation under control..." I sighed a bit.

"Wow..."

"Yeah..." I said as I leaned back a bit.

"Guess I should be weary about being a werewolf then..." Carter sighs.

"Yes...that and trying to control your inner beast. But that's not too difficult if you have a strong willpower to best the beast inside you. Take my advice...don't listen to what the beast tells you to do. It could lead you to losing control of your humanity..." I warn him.

"Did it happen to you?"

"No. But every time I pass by a defenseless individual...it would want me to kill them..." I said as I drank some of my orange juice.

"Yikes..."

"Yeah...but don't take my warning as preventing you becoming a beast...think of it as a warning of the risks of being one with the beast. Whether you become a werewolf or not is totally up to you."

He nods...hmm...talking about werewolves makes me wonder...are there packs of werewolves in Skyrim? If so...there's no doubt they worship Hircine as their father...