Scattered Ashes

Context!

Story and character points: Spyder PoisonBlood is the Dragonborn that became immortal after devouring Alduin's soul (this also gave her the power to do dragon shouts she wouldn't have been able to before but at significant cost).

It has been about 189 years since Alduins demise and Spyder has done just about all she can in Skyrim and some of the surrounding places like Cyrodil.

Spyder being an imperial (though I am open to change about that) is great at talking her way out of things though not always, Spyder is good with two handed though she is best with either a bow or sword (usually of her own design), using a dagger with a sword or a spell is her signature stance, Spyder can use conjuration spells without fail (Meridia isn't very happy but the two aren't outright hateful of each other, as a deal with Meridia she allows Spyder to use conjuration even on the dead though around Spyder the undead will take a lot more damage from near fatal blows), Spyder is an adept at illusion magic though she only uses invisibility, she can use minor destruction spells maybe a fireball if she really, really tries, Spyder is an expert on restoration magic and specialises in healing herself, others and a few wards, Spyder is hopeless at alteration magic though she can cast a weak version of water breathing.

Spyder has a very beautiful voice simply meant for singing, she can't grasp how to do simple alchemy though her smithing is top notch, Spyder can enchant items though she's far from great.

Spyder has learned to fluently speak in the dragon tongue and has learned all the the dragon shouts even those she probably shouldn't.

Champion and/or buddy to a good amount of Daedric princes including Nocturnal (her favourite), Clavicus Vile, Hermaeus Mora, Malacath, Hircine (though she isn't a werewolf), Azura, Boethiah and Sheogorath. Needless to say they will want to ensure their favourite doesn't get hurt too needlessly.

And that's it ONWARDS TO THE SHORT OPENING CHAPTER!

Spyder watched in helpless agony as her friend, companion and sister died in her arms. It was a cruel twist of fate that lead to Serana dying in her arms and the one who caused the act couldn't stop gloating, the constant gloating that in the moments Spyder was looking into Serana's eyes, couldn't hear. The high elf stood over them with two of her guards that remained after the fighting was over and said the one thing that made Spyder snap. "She was worthless whore anyway, I'm sure Molag Bal will be happy to have her back."

in that instant everything was deathly silent as the Dragonborn slowly lay Serana on the cold metal floor within the dwemer ruin. Spyder stood at her full hight, which was tall for an imperial, and glared at the high elf that dared to insult her friend, no, friend was to much of a lesser term, they were sisters in all but blood and the only family she had. The dragons within Spyder were snarling viciously and waiting to be set free upon the altmer. And Spyder couldn't come up with a single reason why they shouldn't. "Dinok los hin nunon filok."

With a single move she was upon them before they could react to her words or movement, Spyder had drawn her razor sharp daedric blade, of her own design, and buried it to the hilt in one one of the guards before slicing to the left to parry a hit from the high elf woman who had now drawn her own blade.

The movement of Spyder's blade had caused the guard she had originally stabbed to have only half of his body still attached, the blood splatter that followed to blind the high elf, leaving her open to attack. Drawing her daedric dagger Spyder buried it in the high elf's gut, twisting around in time to see a blade coming to remove her head Spyder did what she could "FUS RO DAH".

The shear force of the shout disintegrated the second guard leaving nothing but a pile of ashes where he once stood. Turning to see the blood trail the high elf woman had left attempting to flee her, Spyder followed until she found the high elf slumped against a wall behind a large ornament. The high elf looked up into the Dragonborn's eyes "Finish it, the Dominion will send more than just us, and maybe next time you won't stab your friend." she all but sneered.

Spyder's head was a whirlwind of thoughts as the dragons gave their opinions on what she should do. Kill her and end it!. No! Take her slowly, make her pay for what she's done. Leave her to bleed. Take her head as a warning for all who challenge us. The thoughts were becoming too much as the thousands of dragon souls fought for her to listen to them, QUIET! It took all of her mental strength to keep from screaming the word out loud but the dragons ceased their onslaught of thoughts, for the time being at least.

Spyder knelt down besides the high elf, who was looking rather pale as the blood was being drained from her, "What I'm going to do next should not be mistaken for mercy." was all Spider said as she healed the wound around the dagger, flesh melding back together around the metal blade.

The high elf looked at her in shock but quickly regained her ever present sneer.

"I'm not the one that's going to kill you." Spyder answered the unasked question but what haunted the high elf were the next words that exited Spyder's mouth and the utter calmness that accompanied them.

"You are."

Spyder looked down at the high elf and used the ancient words she learned years before "GOL HAH DOV". And just like that the high elf was at Spyder's mercy, and she didn't have an ounce to give her, "Rip that dagger out of your gut and maim yourself until there's nothing recognisable, I want to hear you scream as you feel everything your about to do to yourself."

Spyder turned and left, making her way back to Serana who was barley staying alive. Wordlessly, Spider took Serana into her arms and carried her into the final room where the exit was almost taunting her.

She heard the screams of the high elf as she and Serana left the divine forsaken place and emerged at the top where she lay Serana down for the last time.

Looking up an unfamiliar sight greeted her, Akotosh, chief deity of the divines in an incomprehensible wisp of golden light he spoke to his daughter "My child, you have found more love the vampire than you have amongst your own kind. I will grant you and her a gift though I can not bring Serana back I can give her peace if her ashes are spread in a different land in a time of war when peace has finally been achieved. Should you accept Serana will be given a true eternity of peace." Spyder had to take a moment to process the information she had been given

"I... I accept how do I get there and what must I do to achieve the peace you speak of." "My child I will transport you to this new world however as for how to attain peace, that is for you to decide however you must carry Serana's ashes through your journey, here a gift I a time of need." A silver and gold locket of intricate design materialised in front of Serana and opened, a glow surrounded Serana as the locket seemed to take Serana's very essence into it followed by her newly formed ashes after her essence left her earthly form. Spyder grasped the locket and held onto it as if her very life depended on it.

"Keep her close my child and remember, it is for you to decide how to attain peace in the new world." The wisp of golden light disappeared and a feeling of drowsiness slowly took over her senses until she inevitably collapsed.

Ending notes: I'm thinking of making Spyder able to do some magic from both worlds if nothing else simply being able to communicate with people using her mind.

Yes this chapter was short but keep in mind it was just the opening. The story does go straight in a little without any real background but don't we all want to get straight in with the crossover already?

I'll update soon (and I mean that I'm not the type to say I will then abandon you all :)

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