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Act 2: The Maid's Identity

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Lifts-Her-Tail hummed happily as she walked along the river. She could hear it faintly but the sound was obvious, the sound of Riverwood's residents screaming in horror as the dying body of a naked castrated Bosmer washed up on the shores. She looked back from the top of the hill and saw the guards looking around in shock, wondering who could have done such a thing.

~Wasn't that fun?~The Voice asked Lifts-Her-Tail as her body continued away from the small town. She walked up the dirt path, barefoot as her shoes had slipped off in the water, being dragged away with the lifeless body of Arthen.

~Not at all...he is going to die.~ Lifts-Her-Tail said to her darkness through the prison in her mind.

~That is the point deary. The man was a pathetic piece of Horker dung.~ The Voice resonated through the emptiness of Lifts-Her-Tail's mind. ~And even if he was nice and what not, I still would have done it.~

~Why?~ Lifts-Her-Tail pleads in her mind as her body aimlessly wanders through the forest humming a happy song.

~Because it would hurt your spirit.~

~Is that what all this is? You are just trying to destroy my spirit?~

~How else can I keep your body?~

~What? Keep my body?~ Lifts-Her-Tail asked her shadowy counterpart as the vision in her mind became more clear.

~Well yeah. I am just a figment of your imagination but now that I have control of your body I can keep it if I can turn you into nothing but a forgotten thought.~ Lifts-Her-Tail stopped in the middle of the forest and turned around seeing a massive spider hissing at her. She began to laugh and began to run away. "You can't catch me!" She yelled happily as the feral arachnid chased.

~You are going to get us killed!~ Suddenly she felt her hands against a wall but it was not her physical body she looked around and realized that The Voice had taken more of her mind and now had begun transforming her subconsciousness. Lifts-Her-Tail turned around and saw nothing but fire, the floor was hot and she felt the air drying out and her skin cracking.

I will not get us killed you fucking bitch!~ Suddenly walking though the fire The Voice was now coming into view and light on it revealed the voice to be a womanly figure. She walked to the dying consciousness of Lifts-Her-Tail. ~I must say though...you are so resilient.~ She lifted her hand forming a blade in her grip and began to swing down when suddenly everything snapped back into emptiness and the pain of reality tore The Voice out of her mind.

Lifts-Her-Tail was pinned against a tree and the spider's fangs dug deep into her right shoulder, tearing down slightly causing her to begin bleeding more. She hit the monstrous spider and ran for the water, her face in a stern fierceness. She dove into the lake and hissed at her pursuer. Minutes pass and the feral beast left her. She surfaced and looked around, her body aching from the bite, the poison having no affect but the pain was definitely there.

~Almost got us killed.~

Shut the fuck up!~ The Voice slashed Lifts-Her-Tail's consciousness with her claws. She growled and the Argonian woman hushed as she realized The Voice's true nature.

~You are no figment of my imagination are you?~

Took you long enough.~ The Voice chuckled pushed Lifts-Her-Tail against the shadows

~You are Daedra...how?~ Her voice was full of fear.

Your mind was shattered to the point that every living creature in the Oblivion heard it snap...you are so weak but your mind was strong which meant you could become a wonderful host.~ The Daedra host slowly revealed her true appearance. She stood a full foot above Lifts-Her-Tail, She was red and black skinned with bright orange-red eyes. Her head boasted small spikes protruding from just behind her hair line, her jaw was thin and her cheeks were hollowing. She was wearing a set of female Daedric armor. It was heavy ebony with red blood coursing through the armor's veins. She pinned the young Argonian's consciousness against he darkness again and tried to summon the fiery hell again but he sharp pain kept her from succeeding.

Slowly Lifts-Her-Tail walked through the forest along the dirt path. Her eyes looking around following the path to her home. She listened and heard the joy of dinner in the home from a great distance away. "Almost home."

~My home.~

~No...mine.~Lifts-Her-Tail collapsed at the front door, her body slumping against it, her breath growing short as she slowly slid down, her body too weak from blood lose she placed her hand on the door and fell unconscious. ~Its...mine.~

when she awoke Lifts-Her-Tail looked around and realized she was in her own bed. "I didn't die?" she whispered to herself. She sat up and smiled. ~Now it is time to take the thing you want the most from you.~

What?~

Obviously Corto saved us...he still loves us...and I am going to take that love and fuck it.~The Voice laughed in her mind as she got out of bed, prepared to take what was not hers.