Prologue

"The first vampire came from Molag Bal. She... was not a willing subject. But she was still the first..."

" Molag Bal is a powerful daedric lord, and his will is made reality…"

"For those willing to subjugate themselves, he will still bestow the gift, but they must be powerful in their own right before earning his trust."

~ Serana

"Like myself, Serana was a human once. We were devout followers of Lord Molag Bal…"

"Tradition dictates the females be offered to Molag Bal on his summoning day…"

"Few survive the ordeal. Those that do emerge as a pure-blooded vampire…"

"We call such confluences the "Daughters of Coldharbour"..."

~ Valerica

"In an age long forgotten to history, I ruled as a mighty king…"

"My domain was vast, my riches endless and my power infinite. And yet, as my mortal life neared an end, I faced a seemingly invincible enemy - my own mortality…"

"I pledged myself to Molag Bal, and in his name I sacrificed a thousand innocents…" "And so I have defeated mortality itself..."

~ Harkon

"Vampires need to be dealt with. Hunted, rooted out, destroyed…"

"Once there was a group dedicated to a similar cause…"

"They called themselves…"

"The Dawnguard."

~ Isran


I sat at a small table at the Winking Skeever in Solitude. I was changing the bandages on my forearms, from when I got burned during the battle with Alduin. It has been several months since the ordeal, but the scars still remained. I now keep tending to them in the hope that they someday might go away. A girl can hope. I sighed as I finished wrapping my left arm. I hoped that Skyrim was truly safe now, but there is no such thing as a perfect world, and I knew better. To the left of me sat Anediir, who was still eating her large sweet roll. She had a big grin on her face as she continued to pillage it. I laughed as she finished the remainder of the sweet roll.

"Jeeze Anediir… If you keep eating all these sweet rolls you're going to turn into a sweet roll." I said.

Anediir burped after eating the final piece, "I wouldn't mind that at all."

After the incident with Alduin, my clothes were ruined. I figured it was about time I found a new wardrobe. It took a while to find what I was looking for, seeing as cloth armor wasn't exactly working anymore. Now I was wearing leather, which I swear feels so much more comfortable. The leather corset wasn't too tight and neither were the leggings. My boots however were made of cloth, cotton, and leather, and my gloves, which stretched all the way past my elbows, were made of cloth. The layer of clothing underneath my corset was also made of leather and did not have any sleeves. All in all, I felt very comfortable in my new clothes.

Suddenly, Tailsin came through the door of the inn, holding a large cloth sack. He walked over and set the sack on the table, which reeked of dead animals.

"Ew Tailsin, what the hell is that smell?" Anediir asked, her face disgusted.

Tailsin gestured towards the cloth sack, "Why don't you open it and find out?"

I looked at Tailsin, who had a somewhat cocky grin on his face, and then Anediir, who looked disgusted. I hesitantly opened the cloth sack on the table, which I swore reeked like dead animals. I opened the sack and inside I found an ear. A human. Live. Ear.

"Ah!" I screeched, instantly letting go of the bag, "What the fuck is this?"

"Um, it's an ear Lucien." Tailsin said, sarcastically.

"There's an ear in there?" Anediir asked, confused and alarmed.

"That is disgusting! Why the hell would bring back an ear? Whose ear is this?" I asked, yelling at Tailsin.

"Damn calm down, Lucien. It's just an ear. It's not gonna bite." Tailsin said, laughing.

I gave him an angry and confused look. I was pissed beyond this damn realm. I just wanted to punch him in the face. I understand that Tailsin eats people but why the hell does he have to bring back human body parts like it's a damn essential need?

"Where did you even get this ear?" I asked, my tone irritated.

"I got it while I was raiding out a cave earlier. I'll tell you this though, this wasn't easy to obtain." He said, gesturing towards the cloth sack.

"How did you - why did you even-" I asked, trying to formulate questions.

"I grabbed it because it belonged to a vampire," He said, "Though this particular vampire was feral, and I collecting the ears of other vampires."

"Why?" I asked.

"Because then I get to feed them to the Death Hounds." He said, picking up the sack.

"What are Death Hounds?" Anediir asked.

"They're like the nightmare that you wish you never had."

Suddenly, screams could be heard from outside. We all looked at each other for a moment before getting up from the table. We rushed out the door and saw three vampires attacking some city guards, and civilians running away. The air was cold, as it was night time, which wasn't good. Anediir casted a flame spell, and I did the same. Tailsin drew his sword, which radiated a bright red. One of the vampires viciously tore the heart out of a guard and dropped him to the ground. One of the civilians screamed in fear, trying to run away, but another vampire grabbed them. I rushed over, conjuring a bound sword. I plunged my sword into the side of the vampire, forcing them to let go of the civilian. The vampire quickly turned towards me and grabbed my throat. I lost grip of the sword and tried to punch their arm. I engulfed my hands in flames and grabbed their arm, burning them. The vampire lets go, and Anediir threw fireballs at them, burning them to death. I looked at Anediir, who simply smiled at me, then I looked around, and saw Tailsin fighting another vampire. But before I could go over to help, a female vampire came running towards me, a battle axe drawn. I quickly rolled out of the way before she could swing at me. I drew my dagger and stabbed her stomach, dragging the dagger up her stomach. The woman kicked me off her, and lifted her axe, ready to strike me. But before she could, Anediir grabbed one of the guards sword and stabbed her in the back. The vampire fell, bleeding out of her stomach and back.

"Are you guys okay?" Tailsin asked, coming over to us.

"Yeah," I said, getting up, "What the hell was that? Vampires attacking a city?"

"Aye," Said a guard, who was standing nearby, "These vampires are becoming a menace. Solitude isn't the first city to experience these attacks."

I looked at Tailsin with a concerned expression. He looked back at me, looking more concerned than me.

"What does that mean?" Anediir asked, her voice soft.

Tailsin took a deep breath before speaking.

"That means the Tyranny of the Sun is just beginning."


Meanwhile, at the Dawnguard

Isran stood at a large wooden table, and laid out was a map of Skyrim. He took deep breaths and was trailing his finger across the map. Around the table was old dusted furniture and one Dawnguard soldier. It was dark, and the only source of lighting was the three calmly lit candles that sat on the table. Isran was a middle-aged Redguard man who wore dark brown Dawnguard armor. He was the leader of the organization and has been for some time. A few feet from him stood a young Nord, who also bore the Dawnguard armor. His hair was dirty blonde and his eyes an icy blue, though his right eye was missing. On his back was a crossbow, and beneath it were crossbow bolts.

"Morthal, Falkreath, and Markarth have been attacked so far," Isran said.

"And what do you suppose we do about it?" The young Nord asked, his tone a bit sarcastic.

Isran chuckled, "You never cease to agitate me. I want you to go and scout all around Skyrim, search for any caves or ruins that these vampires might be held up in."

"That's all?" The man asked, crossing his arms.

"I also want you to kill any vampire you see," Isran said, his voice low and stern, "I know you won't disappoint, Jonathon."