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It had been a week since Skjor's death, Keema and Aela worked tirelessly to achieve one thing... Revenge for Skjor's death and eradicate the remnants of the silverhand, and their efforts were observable from how much they were both getting ambushed by them, only for them to come out on top and slaughter them each time.

The others weren't informed of why he was killed exactly, they asked questions of who the silverhand was, once they knew of it from rumors spread around. Keema and Aela would always answer that it was because they were just a pack of brigands and bandits, and left it at that, when in reality they were a bunch of exiled members of the companions who found out about the werewolf secret... They didn't take too kindly about it, dedicating their lives to eradicating the companions after knowing of this truth. Of course, Aela explained that they aren't any better than regular bandits, but they weren't to be underestimated either.

The wolf blood awakened something Keema never felt before, which was unbridled rage against the silverhand, and she wanted to find every single one of them and slaughter them all, and what better way to slay them than to transform into a werewolf and prove their ideals were worthless.

Keema was talking to Aela, inquiring more about what she can do to destroy the silverhand's plans.

"Have you discovered more plans Aela? Another hideout of theirs perhaps?" Keema asked Aela.

"There's more work to be done, but it seems that the harbringer has noticed our efforts. He told me earlier to tell you that he wants to talk to you. My advice? Don't tell the old man more than he already knows, it would be better that way" Aela told Keema.

Kema, understanding the importance of this situation, nodded and went to Kodlak, meeting him by the table near his room.

"You were looking for me?" Keema asked him.

"Yes my dear, take a seat" Kodlak pointed at an empty seat next to the table.

Keema sat down, was she going to be berated about what she was doing? Congratulated? Some kind of promotion? Was he as distraught as they were? Those kinds of thoughts raced through her head.

"I heard you and Aela have been doing... Work" Kodlak said, trying to be cryptic for the sake of anyone listening in.

"We've been trying to avenge Skjor's death" Keema replied.

Kodlak clenched his fist.

"But you've done more than enough vengeance than what honor demanded!" Skjor berated her.

It was true, they may have been doing too much work putting down the silverhand, and put the other companions in danger too, but what if they think the others were werewolves as well? They couldn't risk that, they had to wipe them out eventually.

"The cycle of retaliation will last quite a while. In any case, that's not why I called you here Keema" Kodlak informed her.

"Wait... Then what did you call me here for?" Keema asked him.

"You do know about some members of the circle being werewolves, correct? But you never exactly asked how we got it right?" Kodlak asked her.

She never did question it, and she got it from Aela, but nobody ever told her exactly how they got it in the first place.

"Nobody told me about that, what's the story?" Keema asked him.

"Back then, one of my predecessors was a short sighted man who meant well, but paid the price, and passed the curse along with the other companions... It was a grim truth that many of us had deeply regretted for a long time" Kodlak told Keema.

"But Skjor said it was a blessing, and that something that was supposed to make you stronger was not a curse" Keema told him, repeating Skjor's words.

"Yes, but it does much more than that. The curse not only affects the physical body, but the soul as well" Kodlak reiterated.

The soul? How?

"How could it affect the soul? It's just a blessing... Right?" Keema asked him.

"You see... The price for having such a power is that your soul is forfeit to lord Hircine's hunting grounds, it's a place where you hunt prey for lord Hircine for all eternity in his realm... Meaning I can never go to Sovngarde ever again, an afterlife with my brothers and sisters, out of my grasp because of my curse..." Kodlak told her, a bit of depression in his voice could be heard, especially now in his old age.

Keema never was told of this, and she could imagine the others did too... She doubted Skjor and Aela would regret their decision considering that they enjoyed the power of the beast blood, for now at least. But as for her? She didn't know what to think, she never thought about the afterlife until now. There is one thing on her mind that would help ease her thoughts and take away any worries of her mortality, and that was revenge on the witches who have done this.

"The witches need to be hunted down for their treachery" Keema stated, she never felt any sort of compassion for witches, nor did she hear of anything good coming from them.

"We'll get to that. There is a cure, but I'm reluctant since I don't want to alarm the others about this. They might mistake it for me wanting to take away their power that they love so much, but it matters not, I merely wish to see the afterlife and cure myself, and stare my predecessors down with pride. The curse can be cured by setting their heads on fire in Ysgramor's ancient flames in his tomb. Which is why I'm sending you to do the job, and to keep this whole thing a secret. The companions might not think highly of wanting to get rid of this curse, not with Aela at least. And if anybody asks, just tell them you were doing my bidding, and if they ask what it was, just tell them it's something that requires the utmost of secrecy, and is a job only you can accomplish. Now go, while the witches are unaware of our intentions" Kodlak commanded her, before taking her map and marking where the cave was located.

"I'll immediately go there and make sure they are slain and pay for their betrayal" Keema nodded and went there, with full intent and purpose to cut their heads off, and show them no mercy.

But as she headed out, she felt a hand on her shoulder, and it was Aela.

"So what did the old man tell you?" Aela asked her.

"... He told me to ease up on the silverhand operations" Keema said, though she did not reveal Kodlak's orders to her.

"And that was all?" Aela asked her.

"Yes... I'm heading out, I need to clear my head. I'll be heading to Falkreath, get some fresh air from there" Keema lied to her.

"Alright shield sister, but remember there is more work to be done with the silverhand. Get the proper rest you need, we're close to finding out their last hideout, and getting rid of them once and for all. I'll be waiting for you to carry out our revenge shield sister, so clear your head and we'll get rid of the vermin once and for all" Aela advised her.

Keema was glad, it was going to be over soon, but first, she needed to secure a cure for Kodlak, she considered curing herself but she needed power, even more power, and she wasn't going to let this power go until she found a good enough reason to get rid of it... Unless she lost control of it that is.

"One more thing shield sister, the moons... The phase of the moon is not optimal for transforming today, a lunar eclipse will occur soon and I can imagine that your werewolf transformation will disappear and revert back to normal once it begins. Just to be sure, avoid all combat with anybody. We may be strong, but even the strongest among us can fall to an ambush, or worse, unprepared" Aela warned her.

"I'll be sure to keep that in mind, I don't always rely on my beast blood, but I get what you mean" Keema acknowledged her warning and left whiterun.

*Meanwhile, in another place*

The thalmor embassy, the very base of operations of the thalmor located in solitude, a place where torture and interrogations occured and plans for the domination of skyrim was being planned for the thalmor took place, one such place where another unlikely hero was residing in was talking to Elenwen and her superiors.

A khajiit with the same voluptuous, huge tits as Keema as well as a huge ass, was wearing a tight fitting thalmor assassin bodysuit. It did very little to hide how she looked underneath, but it served her well to keep herself flexible and compact.

Her name was Shade, and she specialized in sneaking about, using conventional means such as bows and arrows, a dagger, and assassinating important figures for the thalmor. She had climbed up the ranks of the thalmor hierarchy, and earned the respect of many... Although she was respected for her skill and prowess with assassinating targets for the thalmor, she was still looked down upon for her race. Her fur was a fine gray, silky and pampered thanks to her time being in the thalmor, they needed to make her as presentable as possible all the time, and they weren't gonna let a khajiit stink up the place, not that they ever told her this for reasons of not wanting to die of course.

The thalmor received reports of a new political figure, this Keema person was believed to be dragonborn, prophesied to defeat Alduin and save the world or something. They didn't know who Alduin was, but it mattered not, some nords became emboldened by her existence that even their interrogations were becoming troublesome, which was why they were gonna have Shade assassinate her and quell whatever hope the nords have for them immediately.

Shade was kneeling in front of a justicier, her superior and commanding officer in the embassy.

"Shade, you've been summoned to eliminate this... This Keema. Or whoever she is.The dragonborn or whatever, I don't care. This figure is bolstering the nords we capture, saying that the dragonborn will defeat us. I don't care how you do it, it's making our work harder, and hearing of this Keema is making me have a headache. Go find this Keema, and bring us her head, and you'll be well compensated for your time. Return in failure, and you'll be punished accordingly" The justicier said as he told Shade of her orders.

Shade looked up at the justicier and nodded.

"It will be done" Shade replied, and left the embassy in search of Keema, who was last sighted in whiterun.

...

As Keema left Jorrvaskr after talking to Aela, Shade was in a small corner wearing a cloak, listening in on their conversation.

"So you're going to Falkreath eh? Perfect, I don't have to hide your body once I'm done killing you. And your werewolf transformation will be useless against me" Shade thought as she then followed Keema, making sure to keep a significant distance from her target. Even if people found her body, they can easily think it was a wild bear attack or a case of bandits ambushing her, or whatever that killed her.

...

Keema was now nearing the cave that Kodlak had pointed her to, Lake Ilinalta sparkling as she traveled west to her destination.

"I'm halfway there... Maybe I should consider getting more heads for everyone... At least for Vilkas, Farkas, and I as well... Aela might not appreciate it though..." Keema mused to herself as she walked.

Shade stalked her, and seeing that lake ilinalta was just nearby, and with nobody around, she decided now was the time to strike and brought out her bow and coated one of her arrows with some kind of poison.

As Keema walked, she heard the sound of a bow being strung, and she turned around quickly, but not quickly enough to see an arrow embed itself on her shoulder.

"Guwah!" Keema fell on her back and hissed in pain, forcing the arrow out of her shoulder and stood up to face her attacker, Shade.

"Who the hell are you!?" Keema asked the assailant, seeing the cloaked figure carrying an elven bow and an empty flask of poison nearby.

This was no ordinary attacker, this was someone who planned things out based on their equipment.

"Tch... And I was hoping this was a quick job, if only you had stayed still and let me hit you in the heart" Shade replied before revealing herself.

She took the cloak off and revealed herself in full body thalmor assassin suit, with the same body type as hers and ready to pounce with her dagger out.

Keema then tried to reach out to her power, to transform back into a werewolf, she felt the transformation start... Before it faded away, alarming her greatly.

"What the..." Keema muttered as she tried her best to transform.

"Awww what's the matter? Can't transform back into a werewolf? I poisoned you with wolfsbane, true to it's name, it prevents werewolves from transforming, and even in some cases, weakens them" Shade taunted her.

"...! What... How did you... Are you part of the silverhand!?" Keema said as she realized someone had discovered their ability.

"Pffft no. I'm here to get rid of you, the thalmor has no use of a dragonborn in skyrim, and your existence itself is a blight upon their progress. With your death, the thalmor will recognize me as an equal of nobody. Glory to the thalmor empire!" Shade declared before running up at her with her dagger.

Keema brought out her skyforge battleaxe, a two handed weapon she had been trained to use thanks to Vilkas, although she still wasn't too used to the speed.

Keema swung her weapon at Shade, who easily dodged it as she back flipped away and weaved under or sidestepped with each swing. Each miss had Shade swinging her dagger at her, creating small cuts on her arms, her legs, and not going for any vital areas just yet.

Shade was toying with her, she purposefully wounded her in several areas without plunging her knife to her heart, or head, or knees. But she decided she had enough after a few cuts and pinned Keema down as she disarmed her using her tail, ready to plunge her knife in her heart.

"Such a shame that you're going to meet your end here. And I thought such a prophecy like a dragonborn was too grand even for you. But no matter, you're just another stepping stool for my goals" Shade claimed before holding both her daggers in both her hands and swinging it down hard onto her.

Keema struggled to get out but Shade was keeping her down as she got straddled. Then she remembered she had one more trick up her sleeve and yelled a word that just saved her life.

"Yol!" Keema yelled as a stream of fire came from her mouth, catching Shade off guard and getting off her as her suit got caught on fire.

Keema got up, recovering her battleaxe, she swung wildly at Shade desperately to defend herself, who dodged out of the way, with her outfit still on fire.

"Hisss! Screw this!" Shade yelled as her suit was slowly burning off and her fur was starting to get singed so she did the only thing that could save her life and fur, she jumped into the lake.

Shade managed to save her fur, but her outfit was in tatters and... Her dagger was left behind, she must have dropped it after Keema had used a shout on her. She was nearly naked now, and her target could very well use the same shout on her if she tried to come back up.

Keema looked down at Shade and hissed back, her battleaxe ready to finish Shade off in case she came back up from the lake.

Keema had the tactical advantage here, if she tried to climb back up, the argonian would chop her head clean off, and with her weapons out of reach, she was at a disadvantage here. She didn't expect someone that had the ability to... Whatever kind of magic that was.

"Come on! I have a battleaxe with your name on it!" Keema taunted.

Hissing, Shade made a run for it, and dove down the water and retreated.

Keema waited for a few minutes, expecting her to come back, but the khajiit never did, and she breathed a big sigh.

She didn't know why the thalmor wanted her dead, but she needed to go kill and behead the witches before any more of the thalmor agents arrived.

...

Shade came up shore and towards a cave, a cave that a few thalmor had used as a temporary base, she heard about it from the other thalmor justiciers, and thought that she could track down Keema and have a better chance with the help of some thalmor justiciers.

When she came upon the entrance, the justiciers were in the middle of trying to tame a chaurus, with no such luck. They figured it would be useful having it spit corrosive acids upon the denizens of skyrim, but it proved to be useless, whatever taming methods the falmer did, they knew of a better method than them.

The chaurus was hissing at them, a collar and leash was tied to it's neck and thrashed wildly, they tried to electrocute and torture it, and even sometimes feeding it different food but it wasn't listening to them no matter what they did. It had been weeks and they were getting tired of this fruitless endeavor.

"I request your aid" Shade told them.

The justiciers looked at her with annoyance, now that they were not in the embassy, they were free to express their disdain for her. They looked at the state she was in, and realized that she was weaponless, vulnerable, and naked, once they'd see her fully clad in their thalmor assassin suit, rewarded only to those who were capable and killed many skilled and important people for the thalmor. But now she was stripped of even that, and they reveled in her humiliation and vulnerability.

"And why should we help such a pitiful and subelven race such as yours?" One of them asked.

Shade hissed at them, she wasn't used to not being feared by them, but she still had pride and reputation.

"Disrespect me again and I'll have to report you all for insubordination in the embassy!" Shade threatened them.

This didn't phase the justiciers however, and one of them let go of the chaurus, which pounced on Shade.

Shade held her furry hands out and put it on the Chaurus' head to prevent it from crushing her neck with it's mandibles.

"That should teach you to disrespect US! Filthy cat... Come on, let's leave. This whole operation is worthless" One of them said before they started to leave.

"But what do we even say to Elenwen?" Asked the second of them.

"Well that's why our furry friend is here. She's the perfect scapegoat for us" The third justicier laughed.

Shade was confused by all this... How could she be a scapegoat for them to abandon their duties? It was treason to attack a member of the thalmor! And she was a respected one at that.

Shade didn't notice the Chaurus' cock getting hard, and when she did, her strength failed her at the realization of what the Chaurus wanted to do to her and the mandibles chomped down around her neck, trapping her in it's clutches as she felt her snatch being rubbed upon by a wet, slimy cock.

"...!" Shade looked down as a pink appendage started moving, it looked like a tentacle, and it seemed that the Chaurus could move it by will as it started to rub up against her cunt, teasing it as the cock rubbed up like it was a tongue.

"Like hell I'll let a disgusting creature like you fuck me!" Shade said angrily, growling and grabbing the Charus' mandibles and trying to pry it open.

The chaurus chittered and grabbed her arms with it's many legs, before hugging her with it, preventing her from escaping.

Shade tried to claw at the chaurus with her claws, but the chitinous shell of the bug-like creature was too thick to do any sort of damage on her.

She looked down, looking down at the cock that reared back, ready to plunge itself in one swift strike.

Shade closed her legs tight, but the chaurus used it's many other legs to open her legs again, much to the chaurus' delight and Shade's dismay. The cock reared itself again, ready to plunge itself in one swift thrust.

"Don't you dare-" Shade threatened the chaurus before it the cock thrusted itself into her.

Shade's feline eyes widened and cried out in pleasure, thrashing her body from the sudden pleasure.

The chaurus chittered in joy at mating Shade, the cock was long like a tentacle, and thrusted deep into Shade and making her go insane with it.

"S-S-Stop! I'll fucking kill you!" Shade said, using the usual words she'd tell the other thalmor if she ever sniffed a single insult back when she was respected and in the spotlight of praises by them, but was unheard by the chaurus.

The cock was rapidly thrusting inside her cunt, each thrust was long, deep, and fast, the slime that covered it acted as lube, getting her fur wet around the crotch.

The pleasure was becoming too much, and there wasn't anything she can do at the time but moan from the cock ravaging her.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Stop... I-I'm losing my mind!" Shade screamed, thrusting back against the tentacle to make it go deeper.

The chaurus obeyed gladly, going into her innermost depths and pleasuring the cat even more.

Shade's mind was defiant, disgusted even to think that such a cock from an insect would fuck her like she was one herself, but her will was slowly being broken, she had never been fucked by anything with a cock with this kind of length, and the worst part was that she was starting to like it.

"Y-Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! D-Deeper! Faster!" She cried out, spreading her legs wider to let the creature have her way with her.

The tentacle dick thrusted faster and harder into her, making her cunt tighten harder on the cock as she never experienced such a thing.

The chaurus opened its mandibles and let her go, causing her to catch herself on the watery cave floor, her cunt still stuffed full of the chaurus' cock.

"W-What are you... w-waiting for...?" Shade said as she raised her tail up for the chaurus.

The chaurus gladly took this invitation and started to mate with her, mounting her and fully thrusting the rest of it's long cock into her.

Shade felt her stomach bulge each time, the cock was entering so hard the bulge was visible for anybody who might be inside the cave.

"Ngahhh! D-Don't stop... Your cock is so b-b-big...!" Shade yelled with a silly smile, her eyes rolled up and her tongue lolling out like a slut.

The chaurus never showed any mercy, pounding her and not sparing one bit of strength to fuck the poor cat and show her who her mate was.

Shade was begging for it to never stop, the pleasure was too much for her to let it go just yet, she wanted to achieve the hardest orgasm of her life, and this creature would let her achieve it. Screw her pride, this was the greatest feeling she's had in a while.

Suddenly, the chaurus gave one thrust along with a loud chitter, cumming inside but instead of cum, it laid its eggs!

That last thrust made Shade cum as well, squeezing hard as her cunt was impregnated with many chaurus eggs, causing her womb to become full of eggs, she didn't know how many eggs were entering her, but it felt like she was drowning in pleasure.

She was left panting and with a smile on her face, the cock still inside her, she was in bliss... But now that she was in a more clear minded state, she looked around for anything to escape.

Shade saw an elven dagger, presumably from one of the justiciers who carelessly left it.

Making a grab for the dagger, she then attacked the chaurus, stabbing it in the head in one swift strike, as it gurgled for it's life before it laid dead, and gave one last chitter.

"That's... What you get you... Stupid vermin!" Shade said before pulling herself away from the chaurus' cock.

"Keema... I'll get my revenge on you one day..." Shade muttered before going outside the cave, but as she did, she looked down at her stomach, and felt the eggs within her.

"Couldn't fucking leave me alone without a parting gift..." Shade said angrily, before going to a nearby tree, and holding onto it as she stuck her ass out, before she started pushing the eggs slowly out of her cunt, and laying them onto the grass, each egg plopping out of her and making her moan, occasionally cumming from laying the chaurus eggs. Breathing deeply, she repeated this again and again until her stomach was empty of the insect's offsprings.

Recovering, she looked on the horizon, she needed to get back to the embassy, she may be punished but at least they won't kill her, it's not like she was a traitor or anything. And if she was going to kill Keema, she'll need the help of the thalmor.

...

Keema had stuffed the heads of the witches she beheaded onto her satchel, they stank but it's what Kodlak needed. As for her ability to transform, she'll have to ask Aela about this, what this wolfsbane poison that Shade had used on her and any other lasting effects it might have on her, or better yet, if it was slowly killing her and she just didn't know it.

*At the thalmor embassy*

"So Shade has betrayed us?" A thalmor justicier asked the other justiciers returning from the cave where Shade was fucked in.

"Yes, we managed to give her the slip, and used a chaurus to attack her. She may still be alive, so make sure to keep an eye out on her. She's a traitor, she's working with the dragonborn, Keema. Once she showed up in the cave, she attacked us and told us that 'Keema sends her regards' to us" The other justiciers lied about her.

"I knew she wasn't to be trusted. Her skills were too good to be true, and a khajiit is expected to betray us knowing how lowborn and beneath us they are. Very well, she is now on the same list of targets as the dragonborn" The head justicier told them.

"Yes my lord. Now, shall we discuss how much gold her head weighs?" The justicier asked him.

"Same as the dragonborn, 50,000 gold for the death of the dragonborn, but if either are captured alive, we'll award anyone who captures them with 200,000" The head justicier announced.

The other justiciers smirked evilly, the cat has been finally kicked out of the house, now they just have to turn both the lizard and the cat to make a profit out of it.

And that's that for this chapter, what do you think of this new character, Shade the khajiit? I was thinking that Keema would focus on both being a warrior type of character and a magic user, while Shade is an assassin/thief type of character. I made Keema to be more of a good type of dragonborn character, while Shade will be doing most of the evil daedric, guild, and sidequests.

So do you have any suggestions to what Shade will be up to after finding out that she's falsely accused of being a traitor to the thalmor? She's naked and alone so that could present some opportunities, or maybe go to solitude and find a living there and selling her blade for assassinations (although there's the case of a thalmor base of operations there in the first place). Let me know your suggestions down in the comments or reviews, it always makes me happy to interact with people.