"Are you sure we should be touching the Ayleid artifact directly?" Aiden asked.

"How else would we get it out of her?" Cameron said to the Bretan crouching next to him.

They where standing over the twisting body of Ariana, their sister, who had been shot in the chest by a trap while they where exploring the ruins they had been forced into.
The object now protruding from her chest looked like a shard off of a crystal vase which was now glowing.

"What can you say? In Celtic your name means "crooked nose"." Aiden said.

"I never should have let you near my library." Cameron muttered, putting on gloves.

"Why does everything intresting have to be Ayleid!" Aiden said and pounced behind a rock.

Cameron sighed and ,as quickly as possile, pulled the shard from her chest.
Ariana gasped and began looking around madly.
Aiden peered over the rock and saw Ariana pull Cameron closer and whisper something.
Cameron's eyes widened and he looked up at Aiden.

"Move!" He yelled.

"Which direction!" Aiden yelled back.

"Finder, healer, unhollowed-" Cameron's mad rant was quickly ended by an arrow peircing the back of his brain stem.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion for Aiden then.
There was an explosion which propelled the rocks blocking the caved in hallway.
The explosion threw Ariana into the water as she began froathing at the mouth and eyes.
Aiden felt an eminse amount of pain in the area of his jugular vien.
He looked down and saw that the shard now protruding from his throat.
A seven foot tall being wearing a large black cloakpushed through the rocks. It was holding a crossbow and a barbed longsword.
Aiden stood there, still unable to move.
Then it ran the five foot longsword fully through him and lifted him of the stone bridge and over the water.

It was then that he heard the voice in his head, "Give me your soul and you shall live as long as I exsist."

The voice was in his head but it didn't seem to emit from the being. Inteas it seemed to be from the shard
He felt the metal gauntlet wrap around his neck then and begin pulling him from the sword.
Blood, now streaming from his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes, began falling upwards as he fell twords the water.

"Your choice."

I'm a little confused about the mention of Celtic language in a TES fan fic

I was going off how they have refrances to the celts in TES. So I think there was something Celtic or similar in TES.

Still no Celtic.

Maybe, you could still imply that's what his name means, but not say that it is Celtic. You could say "In one tongue, your name means ect." Still, good work otherwise.

Are you sure you don't have celtic confused with one of the races/cultures in the series?

is that the end or is there more, because i would love to hear more

I've actually been working on this and TAOR but I haven't had much time. But expect to see more.

ok sounds great!

4 days after reberth

Aiden pushed aside the books in the cave, looking for a place to hide the object.
The creatures had over run thier village. It was gone now, along with the last remnants of his family.
With no where to go when he awoke from death, he ran until he found the cave.
Now he needed somewhere to hide his soul. It was in the shard and he was now nearley a shell, his thoughts seemed so much more distant now.

He decided the safest thing to do would be to burry it.
Until he saw the rat digging in the corner.
"No",He thought huging it close to his chest, It has to stay with me for now.

-CHAPTER 1-

Aiden stumbled onto the steps of the house in the middle of the forest and began ramming the door with his shoulder.
The door splintered at the hinges and he fell through out if the rain.
A young looking Bosmer stared down at him. Aiden didn't think much about why he was secluded in the forest and immediately pulled the shard out to make sure it was unharmed.
Something in the Bosmer's eyes glistened as he looked at the shard.

"Do you..... need somewhere to sleep?" The Bosmer asked noticing Aiden's pale face and bleeding feet.

"Y- yes." Was all he could manage.
He attempted to pull himself up with the door frame and felt two of his finger nails break off as he hit the floor.
**************

Aiden awoke to the feeling of hot wax on his face.
He screamed in pain and writhed in an attempt to move.
The Bosmer had strapped him to the floor of what looked to Aiden like the basemant.
It was lit only with candles and had necromantic ritual symbols on the walls and floor. There was a large spike protruding from the floor to the ceiling, impaled on the spike where six Argonians set so their blood would run down onto the pedestal the Bosmer was praying at.
He had dripped candle wax onto the corners of Aiden's eyes and on the shard in a straight line.

Still chanting, he then held the candle under the bodies of the Argonians and let the flame spread to the clothing.
As the flames spread pieces of the clothing and the Argonian skin began flaking off.
A flaming shoe landed next to Aiden's head almost touching the rope.
The Bosmer pulled a knife from the center of one of the symbols and plunged it into the Argonian's head.

Aiden painfully began pushing the shoe twords the rope with his chin, hoping it could burn through somehow.
As the rope began to spark the Bosmer pulled the nife out of the Argonian's head and started to advance on Aiden.
The rope burned through just as the bosmer plunged the knife into Aiden's chest.

These references exist, but are kinda vague and hard to find. The whole actual elven language is related to celtic, such as in bases of words, but it's kinda entirely different in meaning compared to Celtic. If you reference Cameron in Celtic it's "crooked nose" but in the elven language it means "wounded leg" so, yeah.

I just wrote chapter two, which didn't get posted because I was signed out. Twice.