A fair warning, I'm not that good of a writer but I thought I should contribute to the community so enjoy.
ps. italics are J'lae's thoughts.
Night fell upon Riften as the sun set and the shadows of night rose. Though the city was infamous for the Theives Guild and even some murders from the Dark Brotherhood, it always was a sight to see. Tonight was no exception as the moon and distant planets were in full view as well as the northern lights which danced in the night sky with grace.
'Breathtaking, J'lae wishes for his brother and sister back in Elsweyr the opportunity to see such beauty. Though J'lae does not wish for them to experience the horrible insults that the Nords spew at me on a daily basis. Even after J'lae has saved their skins and souls from Alduin. Ha! Even their dead try to kill me! Ah well, this one has experienced much beauty in this land of hate. Now, back to business...'
With that you walked towards the orphanage for your first contract.
'Hmmm. Let us see who J'lae must kill.... Grelod the kind? That old hag that runs this establishment? Well a contract is a contract and gold is gold. J'lae could use the money for a horse. The ground here is hard and cold, not at all like the soft warm sands of my home...'
Even from outside you could hear the hag talking down to the children.
"Those who shirk their duties will get an extra beating. Do I make myself clear?"
"And one more thing! I will hear no more talk of adoptions! None of you riff-raffs are getting adopted. Ever! Nobody needs you, nobody wants you. That, my darlings, is why you're here. Why you will always be here, until the day you come of age and get thrown into that wide, horrible world. Now, what do you all say?"
"We love you, Grelod. Thank you for your kindness."
"That's better. Now scurry off, my little guttersnipes."
Ha! Who knew you would get so lucky and get this heartless wench as a first contract? Well enough festivities, its about time you made your entrance, isn't it?
With your first steps inside you could see the condition of the place.
At times like this you wish your over sensitive nose was gone. The odor of rotted food and feces attacked you while your sight was approached with dirt and dust everywhere, including one frail looking old woman.
"What do you want? The children are not for adoption so get out!"
You couldn't help but let out a grin, baring your fangs. This will be fun.
"The Dark Brotherhood has come Grelod. Are you ready to serve Sithis in the void?"
"What!? Nobody comes into my orphanage and threatens me!"
From what you could see, she pulled out something that resembled a butter knife and charged straight at you.
'Oh J'lae must admit, he admires her bravery but even more so her stupidity.'
Once she closed the distance, she struck at you, only to be stopped by your steel armor.
"Did you really think that your little trinket could cut through my armor you hag?"
You couldn't help but laugh at the fear in her face.
'Now how should J'lae kill her? Should J'lae turn into a werewolf and bath in her blood and intestines, or should J'lae burn her to a crisp? Who is J'lae kidding, the divines gave me these claws for a reason.'
Thats all the thought you needed to bury your claws into her neck. Oh how you loved that feeling of skin breaking and muscle tearing. Little effort was needed to lift her into a choke hold and gracefully plummet her into the ground. With a grin you began to leave the scene only to hear another women from a room you did not notice call the guards.
"Guards! Guards! That cat just murdered Grelod!"
'Damn, J'lae should have been more careful.'
"You, halt! By the order of the Jarl stop right there!"
"I'm the thane of Riften, release me at once."
'That line always works.'
"I'm sorry my thane but you already used the Jarl's influence when you stole those 27 cheese wheels."
'Damn, J'lae forgot about that. Divines, why must the nords make such delicious cheese?'
"I wont ask again, come peacefully or die."
"How bad will the punishment be?"
"You just committed murder dragonborn, and you know the law. A life for a life."
'Well, might as well die like a gentleme-Er gentlecat '
"Fine, J'lae will come peacefully."
"Smart cat, now come with me and the Jarl will decide your execution."
"So it seems one of my own thanes is to be killed? Such a shame."
"Unending sorrows my Jarl. So, how will J'lae die? Will you drown me in Riften's canals? Or maybe even have me roasted by your court wizard? Or how about a traditional head chopping?"
"About a week ago we found a crevice at the base of the throat of the world with powerful magic seeping through it, so we're going to push you in and if you come back alive, you will be set free. If you dont come back, well... I think you get the point."
Stripped of your armor and weapons you were only left with a ragged robe and a lockpick you hid somewhere that your not so proud of.
Only two people were at the crevice, you and your executioner.
"Are you ready cat?"
"Yes, yes. Just push me in already."
"As you wish."
All that you heard was a soft grunt as you felt being pushed into the crevice and into the unknown. It could have been mere minutes or hours since you first entered. The vastness of this space was amazing and terrifying. But it all ended when you saw a light come from the bottom. This however confused you as you got closer you saw moonlight and trees at the other end. Before you could even explain to yourself what was happening, the earth seemed to spit you out at a unnatural speed into the sky, only for you to plummet into the ground with greater speed. The impact of the crash cracked the earth while from as far as you could tell crushed your lungs, filling them with blood, as well as breaking most of your bones.
'Cats always land on their feet? Lies....'
Before you lost consciousness you could see a group of animals running towards you.
'Ahh, filthy scavengers.'
However as they came closer, their colors looked unnatural. True you have seen many strange creatures in Skyrim but you have never seen animals with bright yellows, pinks and.... cyan? By the time you knew it these creatures were right in front of you.
'Are these.... horses? No that cant be. J'lae just drank some bad skooma. But are those looks of concern on their faces?'
Thats when everything went black.