Author's Note: This is my first attempt to write a fan fiction. I really liked this game so I thought it would be fair to write a fan fiction based on it. So...yeah :3
The story will include femslash so whoever doesn't want it, please leave this page now.

Rated: T until later chapters.

Disclaimer: All rights and characters are owned by Bethesda. and I do not claim any ownership over them. Except for Kelria, she belongs to me :p

P.S.:Thanks to my friends Davide for encouraging slaps and help, and Fredrik for the support.

Chapter 1

Kelria rubbed her forehead as she carefully listened to Tolan and Isran, the current leader of Dawnguard. They were standing in the center of a well-lit round hall in Fort Dawnguard, the harbor of vampire hunters, which was quite isolated from the rest of Skyrim, to the far southeast.

The vampire hunters had been recently reorganized by Isran and were now going deep into the Skyrim lands, searching for suddenly emerged vampires and their hideouts.

Kelria had accidentally listened to the conversation between Riften guards about new vampire attacks, that had happened not far from the Hold, and the Dawnguard recruitment. She needed to make some money, but had refused Jarl Balgruuf's rewards, referring to the fact that she didn't want anything, including fame, just because of slaying Alduin, the World Eater.

She had thought that the Dragonborn's mission would end on that, but the constant war between the Stormcloacks and the Empire had never let her rest and live a peaceful life. She didn't want to side with anyone, yet both sides had attempted to recruit her. Both Ulfric Stormcloak and General Tullius thought that they might win the war if they used a 'powerful ally', the Dragonborn. Oh Divines, how she hated that title.

"...I need someone out in the field, taking the fight to the damn vampires, while we're getting the fort back into shape..." Kelria's thoughts were suddenly cut off by Isran's low and husky voice.

He turned to Tolan, who was also keeping quiet and listening

"Tolan, tell the young lady about Dimhollow Crypt. Got anything on that?"

" Brother Adalvald was sure it held some long-lost vampire artifact of some kind. He was at the Hall when it was attacked..." Tolan said as he shrugged.

"Good enough for me. Go see what the vampires were looking for in this Dimhollow Crypt. With any luck, they'll still be there." Isran motioned his head to the exit door.

"I'll meet you there then" Tolan nodded to both Isran and Kelria and walked off with a confident gait.

The Dawnguard leader turned around and walked to the nearby crates, that were lying around against the wall , before grabbing a single crossbow with bolts. "This thing is quite effective against the vampires, you know. Perhaps you'll find it useful." he turned to face Kelria with the crossbow in his hand and gave her a questioning look, awaiting the response.

"I prefer to use my sword, actually, but thank you." Kelria pointed at her sheathed enchanted sword, hanging on her belt, which she loved like her own child.

Isran gave a sigh and put the crossbow down on the crates.

"Just keep in mind, I warned you. But you can get a crossbow within the Fort whenever, should you ever change your mind."

He walked back towards Kelria and put his hands on his sides.

"Now. It's Kelria, right? Kelria, I don't know what made you enter our Order. Searching for adventures or fond of risking your own life?" the older man looked at her gravely and curiously.

"Actually, both, but a little more money would help as well. And I thought that it would benefit not only me, but other people as well. Innocents die because of the vampires. Perhaps it's time we end it." Kelria answered with all seriousness, confidence sounded in her voice.

Isran gave her a low chuckle. "Unless your head gets bitten off by one of the bloodsuckers. I'm surprised at your firm intentions. But remember my warning: they are terrible creatures, nightmares. Kill as many of them as possible. But don't be stupid enough to throw yourself into a vampire crowd. Use your mind and spare no one's life." With every word Isran was slowly leaning in towards Kelria, as if trying to intimidate her. "They have none anyway."

Kelria held his gaze and gave a single nod. After a few moments, Isran pulled back and clasped his hands behind his back "Now go to Dimhollow Crypt and find out what's going on with that artifact." he paused for a moment. "Try not to die out there."

The cave was as dark as a night. It took Kelria several minutes for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. There was no sound apart from the one of the whistling wind outside. But the deeper Kelria was going into the cave, the quieter it got. In a few moments the sound of the wind was replaced by a distant gurgling of water..

Finally, she walked out into the space surrounded by the cave walls and full of some kind of ruins that rose above the floor. The only source of light was coming through the hole in the roof, but it was so small that it didn't light even a half of the cave, though the water of the stream gave out a perfect gleam.

Kelria ducked down behind a stone as she heard some voices coming from the center of the opening. She couldn't make out any word but it was clear that there was only two people.

'Not people...' she corrected her thought as she saw red glowing eyes of the creatures.

Kelria knew she couldn't hide forever because it wouldn't be any help if the two vampires found out about her presence first. She stood up and walked towards them drawing her sword with a clinking sound which echoed loudly through the cave.

"Hey monsters, having a good day?" Kelria smirked as the two vampires charged at her, growling. She held up her sword and refusing to take any time she ran forward and made two slashes, one at each vampire's throat, before they could cast a spell.

Kelria watched as the two bodies flopped on the floor and, satisfied with the result, she continued the journey.

The place was enormous. Kelria was taking in every detail, though the darkness couldn't let her see past the huge circular platform with stones around it. The whole platform was surrounded by water and had the only small bridge that connected it to the mainland.

Kelria spotted a few vampires so she crouched beside a nearby gargoyle, watching closely. She heard two of them exchanging a conversation, but the next thing she saw was one of them pounce on the other and drain his blood.

Now she was regretting the decision of not taking the crossbow as it was a perfect spot to shoot from.. 'Let's make it the old-fashioned way' Kelria thought before slowly coming down the stairs with her sword ready.

It seemed like there were only two vampires in this huge place, which gave Kelria some sort of relief. They were quite stupid to rush towards her as in a few seconds they dropped dead by her sword. She looked at them in disgust and moved to the human lying dead nearby, the one who got murdered by one of the vampires. She knelt down beside him and retrieved a journal from his coat. Kelria opened it, finding a name of the owner.. "Adalvald. What an idiot" she murmured and looked through the journal, which had the information about the crypt.

It was nothing that could help her so she put the journal down and walked towards the platform and the pedestal in the center. The plinth had a button on it and seeing that it was the only clue Kelria had, she pressed it.

A sudden pain pierced her palm eliciting a loud groan from Kelria's throat. Some sort of damn spike had penetrated her hand. Kelria withdrew it, trying to hold back her tears from the terrible pain. She looked down at her bleeding shaking hand and used magic, or what little she knew of it as a Nord, to heal the wound. When she was done Kelria stood upright, calming herself and looked around at braziers that stood in circle on the platform.

Kelria started to move them back and forth as a purple glow appeared, trailing. She figured out the puzzle and moved each one of the braziers until the whole circle was lit up in purple. A few moments after, she heard some rattling sound echoing around the cavern and the pedestal slowly came up in full sight.

She unsheathed her sword and stood in a defense position as she saw the side of the pedestal slid down and a woman fell out of it, landing on her hands and knees. Kelria noticed some scroll on the woman's back, which lit up curiosity in her. She didn't see any weapons the stranger had and slowly pointed her sword down.

The raven-haired woman suddenly shot a glare at Kelria and without any hesitaition leapt forward. Kelria didn't have time to react as the stranger's speed was unbelievable. Wind was knocked out of her lungs after she landed on her back, moaning in pain. The woman pinned her down with force, gripping tightly her arms. Kelria tried to knock her off, but the woman's weight made her attempts futile.

The brunette's eyes that had orange and yellow tint were showing anger and hunger and she leaned her head down to Kelria's before gritting her teath and growling, threat sounding in her voice "Who are you?"