Iridessa ghosted silently across the dark stone floor of the blades sancturary, to the wall with the intricately carved depiction of the world eater, and first son of akatosh; Alduin. It seemed every time she looked upon the work of art, the giant black Dragon came to life on the walls.

She could almost hear the sound of the wind beneath his leathery wings, and the rumble of his voice, like thunder on the wind. His scales nearly glittered, like polished brimstone, and his firey eyes glew a piercing red-like rubies in the fire light. She took a deep breath, and placed her palm against the cold stone depiction of her prophesied nemesis. Soon. Soon they would meet at the throat of the world, atop high hrothgar and her destiny would- with the devines blessing, be fulfilled and the restlessness in her soul be doused.

It had consumed her since the very first time she had seen him- a magnificent and terrifying sight to behold as he crushed the guard tower beneath his great weight that day in helgen. She had been on her knees, her head resting sideways on the already blood soaked chopping block. Moments more and the executioner would have cleaved her neck from her shoulders...It was the first time anyone had seen a dragon in many many years, an event that both saved and irrevocably changed her life. Even as he reigned down fire, she was awed by his raw power and it stirred something deep inside her. Even later, when the terror of the moment had passed and she was safe in riverun next to a friend's hearth, looking into the glowing embers, her feet itched to continue. Despite being offered a few days rest, she had pressed on to whiterun, to inform the jarl bulgruf of the events in helgen- and later the same stirring in her soul would grip her as another Dragon-much less impressive than the first shed seen, but beautiful none the less- circled the watch tower outside the walls of whiterun.

Her feet had almost guided her without thought, and she found herself launching herself head first into battle with experienced warriors against the gargantuan behemoth. She had not struck the death blow, but she felt an intense rush of adrenaline as it fell to the earth, and perished under an elven warriors blade. She had watched the light leave it's eyes, then even as they watched its flesh disintegrated back into the dust in came, and it's disembodied soul rushed outward and engulfed her, melding with her own. It had been exhilarating and she had cried out in ecstasy. It was that day She had found out she was the Dragon born and heard the call of the greybeards, who would teach her the meaning of that responsibility. From that day forward she had been entirely focussed on her task, driven by the overwhelming restlessness, and a perverse desire to feel the rush of a dragons soul envelope her being.

"Mmmm..." Her hands clenched and sweat covered her palms as she thought of how it would feel to absorbe the most powerful being on nirn. She rolled her head back, her eyes closed tightly as the desire filled her. Exhaling heavily, she opened her eyes and looked back into his depictions eyes. " Soon. " she whispered softly, letting her hand fall from the stone. She blew out the remaining sconces and crept quietly back to her quarters.

Yo, so I've read like four different Alduin/ Dovahkin stories and only like 2 were decent and they inspired me to try to make my own in my own way. I thought it was a really creative idea with lots of plot potential. I hope it pleases the skyrim ladies ^.~ 3 I can't deny the pairing sounded so hot. Also, this chapter is short because it is the prologue. Further installments will be longer.

Send some love if you like. It inspires greatly lol