Hi people! CompanionWolf here! Okay, I'm new to this site and stuff but I've been working on this fanfiction for about a month now. I'm in love with the Companions, so I couldn't resist the chance in writing this! It started off as messy scribbles in a small notebook, and advanced into a document on my laptop. I don't own any of the characters except Emalia (my Dovahkiin). I'll warn you guys now that my chapters tend to be pretty short, but I type fast when I get inspiration! Okay, I'll shut up. It's now story time!
WARNING!: This fanfic has spoilers about the main questline and the Companions questline!
Emalia shivered as the winter chill of Skyrim caressed her skin, stealing the warmth from her blood. Her breath was visible in the cold air. Snow dotted her leather armor as she trudged through the snowy landscape. Ever since her capture in Helgen, she had been traveling through the frosty land of Skyrim. Her pointed ears and slanted eyes showed she was an elf, but her tanned skin told beings of her Bosmer blood. Wood Elf was her true race. Despite being a foreigner, she had the power of the ancients that lived in Skyrim. The Voice. Emalia was also the fabled dragonborn, fated to rid the land of the evil dragon Alduin. There were many who, for some reason, wanted her dead. Forcing her to often go into hiding. No where she went was safe. Her sword had been stained by the blood of many assassins who hunted her, but had never cut into the flesh of the innocent. Emalia went by a code of honor, one that not many abided by... The cold winds were not something she had ever experienced in the country of Valenwood, nor were dragons. She had just wanted to be an adventurer, so she wondered into Skyrim without knowing that the land was at war.
Emalia had been captured by an Imperial ambush and was almost executed. A dragon had attack at the last moment. At first she had believed that the dragon had come to save her, but now she knew that it had actually come to kill her. Emalia shuddered at the thought. She was really starting to get cold now, why had she not thought about the chill before? How stupid of her to head all the way up to Winterhold without considering what it would be like at the northernmost tip of Skyrim. An uncontrollable shiver went up her body. She cursed at herself for being so stupid. Emalia sat on the soft ground and curled up into a ball, she felt so cold... Colder than ever. She remembered a winter night from her childhood, when she had complained to her mother about it being cold. Her mother had scoffed and told her if she thought she was cold, then she should go to Skyrim. Emalia knew now that this was how it was like to be truly freezing... With frozen fingers, she fumbled for her tinderbox. But the tips of her fingers were so numb, she couldn't feel anything. Emalia shoved them under her arms, but it was no use. Emalia sighed and uttered one weak word. "Yol..."
From her mouth, a small gout of fire burst. It sputtered out immediately, for there was nothing to burn. Emalia cursed at the sky goddess Kynareth. She curled up into a small ball, a feeble attempt to keep warm. What a pathetic dragonborn she was... Falling prey to the weather! Emalia's face stung as wind sent needles of ice through the air. She sneezed and quickly found her nose blocking up from the cold. Another uncontrollable shiver went down her body once more. She could feel sickness coming on in seconds. Snow covered her face as the faint snowfall intensified into a thick blizzard. Emalia shouted at the sky, in frustration and without magic. She shook the snow out of her hair, which was now dripping wet, and let out a shuddering breath. She thought she was going to be frozen to death, out in this frosty wasteland. Over the whistling winds, she heard a growl. Emalia turned fearfully to see a large saber toothed cat standing nearby, watching her... Seeing if she would be a good meal for it. Emalia just bow her head down. Knowing that she probably wouldn't survive long. The beast padded closer, baring it's teeth at Emalia. Whatever sickness had gotten it's grip around Emalia's body, it was certainly strong enough to sap all of the strength out of her limbs. The saber toothed cat leaped at her, but as if by magic, an arrow zipped through the air and sunk into the saber toothed cat's neck. It dropped in front of Emalia. She did not know why, but tears slowly trickled down her cheek. Even though the beast was attempting to kill her, it was only doing that to survive. Her tears froze on her cheeks, another severe shiver went down her body again. Emalia doubled over and threw up what she had eaten in the morning. She fumbled in her pouches for medicine for a simple fever, but found none. But the gods wished for her to stay alive, voices could be heard somewhere nearby. "Ria! I was going to go for it!"
Hunters. They must be! If they were hunting the saber toothed cat. "Aela gave me the job too!"
There was some laughing and the sound of boots walking over snow. Through the thick snowy winds, Emalia could make out the figures of two people. The taste of saltiness coated Emalia's mouth and she leant over and vomited once again. The sound of walking stopped. "What was that?"
The hiss of a sword being unsheathed echoed through the wind. "Who's there?" Asked a man's voice.
Emalia attempted to answer, but her head started pounding and her vision went shaky. A hand touched her chalky skin. "Hey, you! Are you okay?"
Emalia shook her head. "N-no..."
Her stomach clenched and she doubled over as if she was going to vomit again, but she had no more food within her body. Her vision swam before fading into feverish dreams.
Emalia opened her eyes, she had a damp cloth over her forehead and her skin was covered in sweat. The sky was dark and the snowing had stopped, but the ground was still coated in frost. Emalia could hear the crackling of a fire, she was at a camp. She still felt awful, but not as bad as before. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Ah... You're awake. How are you feeling?"
Emalia looked up, across the fire was a young man with dark hair and luminous silver eyes. He was, in her opinion, quite handsome. He wore strange armor edged with wolf fur, across his back was a steel greatsword. The make of the sword was different to an ordinary steel sword though... "I feel better than before, where is this?"
"Just a little walk away from where we found you."
Emalia tilted her head. "We?"
A woman ran into the camp. "I'm back! Oh, hey there!"
The man looked up at the woman and smiled. "This is my friend Ria, or more like Shield Sister."
Emalia had heard this term before, her eyes widened. "You're a member of the Companions... I've heard about you!"
The man smiled. "I'm one of the higher members of the group, I'm Vilkas. What's your name?"
"Emalia, I'm... I'm just a wanderer." She lied.
Vilkas narrowed his eyes. "Just a wanderer? I'm sure I've heard your name somewhere."
Emalia sighed. "Alright, alright... I'm actually the Dragonborn."
She saw Ria gasp. "You're joking..." She whispered.
"Shall I demonstrate a shout for you?"
Ria squeaked. "Don't shout me apart!"
Ah! Emalia and her big mouth... She knew very well that the leader of the rebellion, Ulfric Stormcloak, had used a shout to rip the High King apart! "No, I won't do that. I was just being sarcastic, but I really can use my Voice."
Ria sighed in relief. Vilkas tilted his head slightly. "Hm... You seem like a strong warrior, you should come to Jorrvaskr and test your strength!"
Emalia laughed, unsure of what Vilkas had just said. "The snow took me down in seconds!"
"A man is a different opponent."
Emalia took in these words. "True..."
Ria laughed. "The Companions need more woman!"
Emalia smiled. "I guess I'll consider it, Jorrvaskr is nearby Dragonsreach, right?"
"Yep!" Ria chirped
Emalia laughed. "Okay, well... I might be heading there soon, so I might drop by to see."
She collected her stuff and waved. "I've got some things to do, so I'll see you sometime!"
And there you go! Chapter one! I really hope you enjoyed that! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this chapter, I've never had people give me any real feedback on this fanfic so I don't know if people love it to bits. Okay then, until next update!
