Tale of two Warriors.
Ayee. This is a Skyrim/ElderScrolls series story. Hope you enjoy! My first Skyrim story btw..
Serana P.O.V~
So. I'm in this dark ass coffin thingy. I hate it. I've just woken up and it's dark. I mean, i can see. Duh, i'm a vampire. It's so... quiet to. I wonder if anyone except my Father and Mother know i'm here...
Adalon P.O.V~
I rummage through the Master Vampire who just got killed by his own Frostbite Spider. Hah. After i killed the spider, everything was just smooth and going along. I push open the iron doors and hear voices down below the balcony. Damn, whoever it is is talking very loudly. I crouch down the stairs and see two or three people standing over a half-naked dead guy. Great first-impression. Edging close to the wall, my foot carelessly hits a rock, it rolls across the slanted floor and bumps into the first guy's foot. He whips around and points at me;
" Your going to die by my hand! "
He rushes at me with his partner and swings wildly. I casually hit him with my shield and knock his brains out with my axe. His partner stops and drops his weapon. He holds up his hands and cowers.
" Mercy! Mercy! I cannot best you! "
I burst into laughter and kill him with one hit. I throw him aside off my weapon and head toward the center where it looks like a lever or something is in the middle. Small pillars stand around the outside in odd orders with purple glowing around them. I see they can be pushed around fairly easily. I push against one and it slides like a crazy man to the end of the row, it lights with bright purple fire and a glow leads to the next one. I follow all of these and push them around till the button in the middle pops up. I put my hand over the top of the button to see if it's going to do anything weird and a knife shoots up through my hand. I scream out and the knife goes back down inside, dripping with my blood everywhere.
" What the hell was that?! " I stare blankly at the podium holding my bleeding, aching hand. I wrap a piece of cloth around it from my pack tightly and suck it up. I see a door to the right of the room and start walking toward it. Suddenly, the ground starts to shake and a big block rises out of the ground where the podium was. Stepping behind the other big pillars that hold up this place, I watch a door open on the big rock thing. A woman falls out but catches herself. I peek out from behind the pillar. " Um.. Who.. are you? " her glowing eyes dart to mine and rest there for a minute.
" I'm Serana.. and you? "
She puts a hand on her hip and tilts her head as I slowly walk toward the center where she stands. " I'm Adalon.. Why- "
" Shh. Don't ask. We just have to get out of here. "
" Is that an Elder Scroll? What is going on? "
" Come on, I'll explain when we get to the Castle. "
She grabs my arm and started pulling toward the door. I shrugged and went with her. Walking up the stairs I noticed these statues. " I could've sworn that one just moved.. " As soon as I finished my sentence, two statues burst out with Gargoyls.
" Get 'em!"
Serana's hands filled with magic and blasted both of the Gargoyls. They were both dead in about a minute flat.
"Come on Adalon, we have to go. "
She started pulling on me again and I grunted, but I followed.
Serana P.O.V~
I pulled my new friend Adalon along with me through this dark place. His grunts and complaints are kind of irritating, but i have to get out of here with him and back to my Father. We sped through the doors and killed all of the Skeletons and Drauger. Well, mostly i did because his hand is wrapped in a cloth and I can definatley smell a lot of blood coming from it. Adalon catches my arm as we near the end of this place and I can practicly smell the fresh air from outside.
" Serana. Explain to me what's going on and i'll lead you to where ever you need to go. "
I rub my arm nervously. " Well, I need to get back to the Castle because that's where my family is.. and I have this Elder Scroll. " He stares at me blankly but shrugs.
" Uh. Why do you have it first off? Your a vampire... Why do you need it? "
He obviously has an attitude kind of personality. " It's mine.. "
" It's yours? "
" Yes. It's mine. Now let's go Adalon. It's going to be bright out there so we need to get moving. And through the shade preferably. "
" Alright then... Where is this Castle of yours? "
" Off the shore.. We have a boat to get across.. "
" A boat? Oh Talos I hate boats.. "
He shivers and looks down at me again.
" Now where is exactley this boat, Serana? I need directions. A boat isn't very descriptive. "
" I honestly don't remember.. But I know it's snowy there. "
" Well.. better get going cause that's a pretty big place if it's just " snowy " . Your not very good at directions are you? "
" Eh. I'm just normally not locked away for centuries. Politics are probably the same aren't they? "
" Alot more fighting, but yeah, your right. Let's get going, it's gonna be night soon. "
He pats my shoulder and hands me a water skin and some apples. He winces when his soaked cloth tears abit. " Adalon? Are you alright? What's wrong with your hand? " I reach for his hand and he moves away.
" It's nothing. Just a scratch. I'll be fine. "
He practicly runs off and I trot after him. His armour clinks as his swift movements fight against the heavy plates protecting his rough skin. I closely look at his helmet, wondering what his face looks like. I push the thought away in my mind and follow him into the blinding light of the evening.
Adalon P.O.V~
My hand burns. I keep changing the cloth, but when I do, green puss and yellow runs out of it and rust clings to the nasty hole in my right hand. I'm trying to hide it from Serana, but if it bleeds she'll definatley know. I try to wash it every time we stop for water, but it's to much pain to even try now. I struggle to hold my weapon as well which is the worst thing to ever happen to a adventurer. Serana saves my ass for every wolf or bandits we run into looking for her Castle. She's grown very attatched to me for just meeting me, I think i've made a good first-impression rather than that other guy back in the tomb place. I refuse to take my helmet off as well, if she knows what I look like, she might run off. I'm not the greatest looking thing out there. Since my right hand is injured, I can't use my knife to shave right. I ended up hurting my hand and my face. I gave up at that point.
Serana and I pick a big leafy tree and she set's up camp mostly 'cause of my hand. " Serana, is my hand dragging us down? " I finally admit it's useless. But not completely.
" Consider that you REFUSE to let me help you, just a little bit. I mean, I understand why you refuse though. "
I sigh and look down at my pathetic hand. Something reddish green runs from under the soiled cloth already. My body feels fatigue and dizziness rushes through my head. I groan and lean my head against the heavied bark tree. Black sits at the corner of my vision and moves in-and-out of my sight. Serana looks at me helplessly.
" You have a fever Adalon.. Please let me find a potion or something..? "
I force open my eyelids open and drag my gaze to hers. " I'll.. be okay.. " My head whirls and everything goes into a dark mass of unconciousness.