Upon hearing the news, the Trio hoofed it all the way there, and sure enough, there was a giant creature, it looked like it was made of some kind of magic, which created the red colored electricity that could be it's body, and kept the silver colored iron helm, Silver Iron Shield, and Blue Armor that could only resemble something daedric, afloat and in place.
It wielded a silver sword, easily twice as large and long as any normal claymore.
The three got ready as it began to swing the sword at them, making metal grinding noises as it cut the air itself, causing the three to dodge, but just barely as they reached for their ears to cover them.
"What... What the hell is this thing?!" Storm yelled, mostly at the monster "It's most likely something from Oblivion" Jacob responded.
Keith laughed "Well, time to show this thing what happens when he messes with Skyrim and her people!" and with that he raced at the monster, whose could-be eyes narrowed as it said with a voice that calmly bled with the feeling of rebellion "The Revenant of Rebellion isn't that easy to deal with"
The Revenant of Rebellion swung its giant sword at Keith, but he simply dodged it and jumped up on it's arm, took out his trusty silver dagger and stabbed it repeatedly in the arm, but that's all he could do as it threw him off with great force, sending him flying against Storm.
Keith hit Storm with great force, sending the two tumbling on the ground.
Jacob studied the Revenant, it's eyes narrowed at him as it did the same.
'Hmmm... it seems tit's just energy, but... i heard they were powered by something external...' He thought as he looked at it.
"Why are you here?" Jacob asked the Revenant who replied by pulling back it's giant sword. The giant sword cut downwards at the ground where Jacob used to be, dodging to the side. He had an idea, which he hoped it would work, as he jumped on the sword, and went up it's arm, and readied his lungs for a shout.
His eyes began to glow as he shouted "FUUUS RO DAAAAAAH!" and the helmet flew through the red energy, nd flew through the air, way lighter than it should be.
The Revenant's head looked bald but was also just a blob with white eyes, but it looked mad at him as Jacob realized it's weakness and tried to grab him, but Jacob saw it coming and jumped out of the way fairly easily.
The battle went by easily on Jacob's end, but took awhile, due to the fact he didn't have his Amulet of Talos with him, which he enhanced himself using an ancient technique.
The Revenant stood, or rather, it floated with just a piece of body armor, no bigger than a child. It's arms had four fingered hands at the end of them, and as Jacob readied his final shout, the Revenant then looked down to the ground, displaying what could be sadness. Storm, and Keith woken up just a few minutes ago watched as Jacob hesitated in pronouncing the final Thu'um of the battle.
The Revenant looked at Jacob with sad eyes, the color of his body changed to a dull blue. It took the opportunity to escape, floating away very quickly, away from Windhelm and The Trio.
Jacob looked back at his friends, Storm looked slightly sad also "He looked really sad... Should we go talk to him?" Jacob shook his head "No, we've got more pressing matters at the moment" he looked at Windhelm, the once proud and tall oter walls were crumbled, the gate was missing a great amount of it, one quarter of the left door was left "We need to see if we can at all help with anything in the city, they're going to have their work cut out for them"
Keith spoke up "I think we were just a tiny bit harsh to it, after all we just started to attack it, and i don't think something could have caused the damage to Windhelm, even if it did, i doubt anyone could have gotten past it easily"
And just like that, in cue in the distant mountains behind Windhelm, a massive shadow crawled up quickly, and a roar, so great a great amount of the damaged walls fell over, and the three were blown back ten feet.
All three of them asked in unison "What is that?!" and their hearts, and expression dropped with each and every moment, as the shadow grew larger. it eventually had both front paws on the mountain, the mountain's size paled in comparison to the black creature.
They all realized that it was a Dragon was it extended two massive wings as it shouted a primal howl to the sky and even spoke "I Am Akatosh, All Your Souls and All Your World Is Now Mine!"
To demonstrate his power he spewed a massive gout of flame at Windhelm, which smashed the palace of Kings at it's top with ease, and took off into the sky, disappearing in seconds.
They could find nothing to say, or do, as they stared at the mountain Akatosh had appeared on with unbelieving eyes and empty expressions.
Meanwhile...
Gary had arrived in a very colorful land, it was at this time that he took account of his body, with fear no longer clouding his mind. He looked at himself with wide eyes "I'm... I'm... A Horse?! In the Name of Arkay, what is going on here?!"
He suddenly heard a voice that sent chills up his spine, answer him "Technically You are a pony, a short one at that" It laughed terribly, making him tremble slightly and the voice then continued " You... Aren't even special, no hidden talents, your cutiemark is just a box... uhhhh... best host i've found yet, so let's test something, alright little Gary?" It laughed silently as Gary feared something bad was going to happen.
And soon enough, something did, a massive pain shot through him like lightning, and he yelled out in pain, quickly it felt like something was forcing it's way out of his throat, stopping him from breathing.
He was almost out of breath as he saw black tendrils spill out of his mouth, and hit his face and body with a wet, slick feeling. His eyes teared up quickly as the pain was almost unbearable, as the tendrils then forced thier way in his nostrils and his ears, his eyes rolled back into his head and tears freely flowed down his cheeks and neck, as he prayed to himself and pleaded "I... I think i'm going to die! Please No!" A few moment later his vision faded to red, and his heart pounded faster than it should as he thought he was dying at that moment
As the agonizing ordeal had passed he fell to the ground with a heavy thump, knocked out from the pain, but he kept breathing in and out.
That moment had changed his beige coat and dark red mane, and had black stripes on them, but they slowly faded away.
He found himself in a dream, with a floor of blue clouds, shaded like the night, and above was a star covered night sky, and the white moon with the shape of a pony in it. He stood up and looked around and then notcied that there was hardly anything there, here he also seemed to be missing his armor and other equipment, including his shield, but instead saw a pair of wings on his back.
He looked at them curiously as he flexed them out "Huh... This has to be a dream..." but he noticed that he was striped black all over his body, and tried to clean it off.
He did so by licking a stripe on his hoof, but after a few it didn't even do anything. He felt like normal, before he had even changed.
He looked around the strange area, and spotted two tall ponies, both with long horns and flowing hair, the other had a pattern that had every color of the day, pink, yellow, light blue and repeated a couple of them, while the other had dark blue hair. He didn't even know who they were, but they eventually saw him staring at them and stared back.
Strangely however, he knew their names, "Princess Celestia... and Princess Luna" he said to himself, he suddenly was confused as to how he knew their names.
He saw that Celestia and Luna both had looks on their faces, as if they were seeing a pony get torn apart from the inside. They said something to eachother, and after they seemed to exchange a few sentences, Luna slowly walked towards him a few steps but she stopped as the strange voice came about them.
"Dear little Gary... Don't fight me this time" the voice laughed evilly as Gary collapsed and coughed excessively as a great pain came as a small tendril came out of his mouth.
He jolted awake, sitting straight up and screaming. he looked around in a panic. He was in a room that looked like a library and saw three others, a yellow pony, a purple pony, and a pink pony. But he looked at his hooves and panted heavily. He didn't know why, but he didn't remember the dream at all.
He was confused once more as he wiped his eyes, seeing that his tears or what could be his tears, were a black, cold and oily fluid.