SCP - The Game Console

[A/N: Big chapter today, because it's so big I may not even get the next chapter out by tonight which means I might have to upload it tomorrow]

"Step forward, Prisoner!" the commander shouted at me once again.

I hesitantly stepped forward as the man started filling in the piece of paper with a quill in his hand.

"Where do you hail from, Prisoner?" the man standing next to the commander asked.

"Uh...I...I don't remember..." I answered.

"What should we do captain, he is not on the list," the man asked the female commander.

"Forget the list, he goes to the block," she told the man.

"By your orders Capitan," the man replied.

The man looked over at me and said, "I am sorry..."

With a pale face, I found that they pushed me over to the large group of 'Stormcloaks', and standing before us was a man in a black outfit and mask holding a large ax with a bloody stone before us.

Standing nearby was a woman in a robe, the man in luxurious armor, and the commander.

The man walked over to the bound man they called 'Ulfric'.

"Ulfric Stormcloak. Some here in Helgen call you a hero. But a hero doesn't use a power like the Voice to murder his king and usurp his throne. YOU started this war, plunged Skyrim into CHAOS, and now, the Empire is going to put you down and restore the peace!"

'ROOOOAAAARRR' A thunderous roar echoed through the valley.

"What was that?" a soldier who filled in my information asked

"It's nothing, carry it on." The general looking man told the soldier

"Yes General Tullius, the First prisoner!" shouted the commander.

"Give them their last rights," the commander told the priest.

A man in blue stepped forward as the priest began to speak his last rights.

"As we commend your souls to Aetherius, blessings of the Eight Divines upon you, for you are the salt and earth of Nirn, our beloved-..."

"For the love of Talos, shut up, and let's get this over with!" The 'stormcloak' interrupted the priest.

"As you wish," The priest replied before stepping back with a frown.

"Come on! I don't have all morning!" the Stormcloak shouted as the female commander stepped behind him and pushed him down to the bloody block.

"My ancestors are smiling at me, Imperials. Can you say the same?" the Stormcloak asked just before his head was brutally chopped off and fell into a basket.

Blood splattered onto the ground as the commander kicked his body to the side and looked towards me, "Next, the foreigner!"

'ROOOOARRRR' The bestial roar echoed through the valley once more.

"There it is again. Did you hear that?" The soldier that wrote my information asked again.

"I said, Next Prisoner!" the commander shouted as I was dragged over to the stone!

"Wait, wait! You're making some kind of mistake! I was just trying to get back home!" I shouted with a pale and fearful face as they pushed me down to the block.

My face landed in the blood as I continued trying to beg for my life.

Just as the headsman started to raise his ax in the distance I could see some kind of large creature begin flying towards us while releasing its bestial roar!

'Th-that's, That's a dragon! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! Can this day get any worse?!'

BOOM!

The giant black dragon landed on the tower and caused the headsman to fall with his ax, missing my head and luckily saving my life!

'Shit, shit, shit!' I hurriedly climbed up and noticed my fellow prisoners fleeing towards a tower.

The Stormcloak that spoke to me on the carriage somehow got his bindings off and helped me to the tower where the door was closed behind us.

"Can the legends be true?!" The man from the carriage asked while pulling the cloth off of Ulfric's face.

"Legends don't burn down villages, boy," Ulfric replied.

"Can one of you get my bindings off?" I asked before the man from the carriage walked over and removed the bindings.

"What's your name?" I asked the man from the carriage.

"My name is Ralof, what's yours?" Ralof asked.

"Tommy..." I replied before reaching into my pocket and pulling out a small object the size of a finger.

'Pull out the beacon, tap the buŧŧon and then stab it into the ground, once I sense the link I will immediately head over, okay?' I remembered the instructions.

"What's that?" Ulfric and Ralof asked.

"Our ticket to surviving this," I replied before pressing the buŧŧon and walking to the center of the tower floor, and stabbing it into the ground!

Everyone jumped back as the small object began to rapidly expand until it became a large silver pillar that was as tall as a person.

...

Meanwhile back in the original dimension, our MC waited in the field for the activation of the beacon.

'Has something gone wrong? It's been 20 minutes already!'

Suddenly I felt something tug on me, finally, he placed the beacon!

I focused on the connection as my body slowly disintegrated.

...

Meanwhile back in the World of Skryim, I was freaking out as light began to emit from the pillar and from Zephyr!

Once I arrived in the new world with my Avatar I opened my eyes to find myself in someplace familiar...

Why is this place so familiar?

I looked around the room and found a few of the people somewhat familiar.

I looked over towards the scared men and Tommy and asked "What the hell did you do?"

"Uh...nothing, I woke up in a carriage and found that I was about to be executed for no reason..." Tommy replied.

Another wave of Deja Vu struck me as I heard this.

BOOM!

Suddenly something large collided into the tower causing almost everyone(besides me) to fall to the floor.

Once I looked up the stairs of the tower I saw one of the men in the tower get crushed before a large black draconic head smashed through the wall before spewing hot fire in our direction!

I immediately summoned a barrier of divine energy that blocked the flames!

CRACCCCKKK!

Dozens of deep cracks appeared across the barrier as my eyes opened wide in surprise!

I quickly reinforced the barrier with more divine energy to maintain it before the dragon leaped off the building and continued to cause chaos.

I finally knew what world we were in, the World of Elder Scrolls.