The blood dragon
hi guys this is my first fanfic but I want to be criticized so I can improve, I had to make a third crossover in order to get the bottem-less box from dark souls so that carrying a shitload of items at the same time makes sense I will keep updating the story over the next few weeks
I dont own elder scrolls skyrim nor akame ga kiru
I gazed at the crimson steel and stone door that leads to lord Harkon's quarters, the memories of all the events that had led me here rapidly flashing into my mind,
everything from nearly being beheaded by the empire to defeating Alduin and the dragonborn, I had cleansed much of Skyrim and gave much to defend it even going as far as becoming a vampire.
Lord Harkon was the final threat that blighted Skyrim one that I will see erased. I shook my head to clear my mind and walked towards the gate, pushing at the steel door I could hear it screech as it scathed the marble floor,
drawing out my daedric sword and shield I stepped inside "and so you have come after turning my own daughter against me, I grant you this offer, give me aurel's bow and I shall let you stand with me under the red sun" Harkon proclaimed ,
it was a desperate attempt to save his own hide yet somehow he made it sound like he would be the victor "ill be sure to leave the bow next to your severed head'' my tone was cold humored precisely as I intended, l always enjoyed saying these lines as they made me feel like a true hero from the tales of old but then again technically I am a hero
"my daughter may have granted you my blood but the skills I have acquired throughout my long life is more than enough to outmatch you" bitterness can be heard in his voice, he didn't like the fact that I turned his daughter against him,
I readied myself as he drew his weapon an ebony sword with an enchantment I could not read which wasn't really a surprise since I would have to be hit by the weapon in order to identify its effects,
Harkon leapt through the air and used that force to bring down his sword I immediately lifted my shield to block it but he was strong.. too strong his strike hit my shield and forced it down with such might it tore my arm entirely, ''blast'' I whispered .
I was a vampire too so it wasn't too much of a problem as I can just stick it back on although later the pain would be was slightly distracting,
Harkon released a barrage of deadly sweeps and strikes forcing me to dodge and parry to my best of my abilities after a few minutes I was already exhausted, he was exponentially fast and without my left arm I was at a disadvantage I realized how limbs work in conjunction to keep momentum and speed something I didn't exactly know before,
I tried to lure him away from the arm dodging and forcing him to the furthest end of the room as soon as I was in position I broke away and ran for the arm, I picked it up and put it back on strangely I felt much weaker than before attaching the limb, it was as though it was killing me, I looked at my chest and noticed an ebony sword protruding from it ''eh'' I looked around to see Serana had betrayed me I was hurt both physically and emotionally because I had trusted her and protected her from the dawnguard after all that she would just betray me? ''
tsk tsk you had a choice to serve me but refused, that sword has a special enchantment, it drastically reduces health regeneration causing you to be trapped in dead flesh'' harkon let out a chuckle '' you will be trapped in an eternity of nothingness'' that was the last thing I heard before everything faded away,
it was a scary thought experiencing nothingness forever, to be trapped between life and death but that was my fate.
I felt my eyes open but all I saw was an infinite void as if I was cast into the abyss, I lifted my hands only to have them blocked, I used my hands to feel the object blocking them it felt like.. ''stone?'' I used my hand to sense my surrounding..'' a tomb'' I whispered softly as I placed my hands where I expected the sarcophagus lid to be and heaved with all my strength I felt it slide so I pushed harder, the lid cracked and broke loudly into two pieces that fell outside it causing a wave of dust to engulf me making me cough voraciously as though a thick pile of dust was layered inside my lungs I got up and felt withered like I have aged a hundred years sitting on the edge of the tomb and still in darkness I breathed in and yelled '' YOL TOR SHUL" a long stream of intense hot flames burst forward illuminating what appeared to be a small cave and searing a path outside it, the stone melted like ice in lava what didn't was turned to glass such was the power of the thu'um I wondered how the humans of the first era even survived against the dov,
I crawled through the hole and fell into the sunlight, normally vampires would die or get their flesh burnt from their bones if they stood in the sun but not me it was believed to be because of my dragon blood that I would not be harmed by the sun nor would I truly need to feed,
I noticed a small shard impaled into my chest through my armor I gripped it with the tip of my fingers and tugged it , as I pulled it out I remembered it is the blade that Serana stabbed me with or at least it was since it was rusted to such an extent most of the sword is entirely missing, the small part of the blade that was inside my body is all that remains I looked at the shard in my hand then stared at the hole in my daedric armor,
on that subject my armor was felling heavy… I collapsed to the ground and began removing the right gauntlet and sure enough my had was old.. well..aged despite the fact that i am a nord it looked like the hand of a 90 year old argonian, I removed the other gauntlet and dropped both of them into my bottom-less box, the box was a gift from the daedric prince peryite after I became his champion, essentially it stores any and all items as long as I can carry it to no limitations,
I removed the chestplate then the helmet followed by the thigh and shin guards and finishing off with the boots
I then took out the thief's guild armor and began putting it on since it was the least suspicious thing I carried, its quite ironic since it was well known to be thieves that wore this armor but the fact that the vampire blade was rusted to nothingness means that its been a VERY long time since I was ''killed'' which probably means whatever factions existed in my time are history now or perhaps even forgotten,
now that I think about it no one I know is here everyone must have died yet I feel so indifferent, the sound of people talking nearby interrupted my thoughts, it came from within the thicket of the forest that emerged into '' man, that last caravan had so much money I think ill treat myself to some whores'' , no doubt he was a bandit the worse type of swine on this world,
there were three to be exact all blurting excitedly about what they were going to do with the money, an idea crossed my mind, I circled around until I was behind them and from behind a tree a pulled out my daedric bow from the bottom-less box along with a set of orcish arrows I then took a deep breath and nocked an arrow on the bow, I exhaled slowly allowing the world around me to slow down I aimed behind the knee of the one on the far right and let the arrow go then almost instantly nocked another and shot it into the nape of another who was at the center the third had a chance to hide behind a large rock while his friend was attempting to crawl to safely, I looked at the clearing beside the rock where the third was hiding then yelled "WULD" I dashed right beside him, out of fear he clumsily lunged his blade at me , I sidestepped, grabbed his arm and used his own momentum to throw him overhead or at least that's what I intended to do instead his arm was entirely ripped off by my vampiric strength, the blood that flowed from his arm socket was.. enthralling I grabbed his skull and ignoring the screams dug my fangs into his neck surprisingly the blood tasted like juniper berry nectar I left his shriveled body hit the ground as I marveled at how the wrinkles on my hands were fading away,
I was reminded by the screams of terror escaping the last survivor that I wasn't quite done yet I picked him up from his head as one would a coconut and sucked every last drop of his lifeblood, I felt a rush of vigor fill my body, I was then hit by a question that I neglected to ask ''where am i" judging by the current climate and surroundings this wasn't skyrim, this place is a dense forest while skyrim was an open tundra, I decided to let that question go since I cant answer it myself, leaving the pile of corpses I made my way in the direction they intended to go, I walked for was seemed like an hour while taking notes of the minor wildlife that I came across eventually I reached a dirt road, looking both ways I spotted a massive dark brown lizard laying dead nearby I approached the beast and took note of it, it isn't a dragon by any means, gazing into the furthest end of the road a saw a huge city, if humans are still alive then maybe they kept records of what happened after my ''death''.
