"What the?!" She took out her bow. They started to surround her, weapons armed.

"Guards, HALT,"I yell, and they do, "Now, separate!"

They do, and I pull out my bow, and aim it at Gelt.

"Gelt, stop this nonsense, or you die," I say, while the others grab his arms and legs tightly.

"I will die along with the birth of the new era. A pure era." He coughed out blood. "I have the last laugh. Oh, and one last thing. You have my sympathies." He smiled.

*Shoots*

"Better him dying to my arrow than to an alien impregnating him," I say, "Besides, he was trying to kill us when we were possibly the only ones trying to stop this madness."

I wake up, notiing my surroundings as: Imperials and gelt with an arrow in her. I see something trying to burst out of her chest, so I quickly flame her. "We should probobaly get out of here. Stormcloaks sound good? Either way,

"You're right. But...what did Gelt say about the last laugh? What's that supposed to mean?"

"No idea, but Gelt is dead now."

"Are we sure that all the eggs were destroyed?"

"No idea, but if there are, we will destroy them."