Tamriel – Cyrodiil – Arena bloodworks
4th Era 207
7 years after the defeat of Alduin
4 years after the death of Lord Harkon
2 years after the death of Mirrak
It was full, the entire arena itself was massive. But that was expected considering it was a colosseum by design. Right now, the stands where empty. The ground floor however was full of so many people that you couldn't get a single foot to yourself before hitting someone, if you said that every single person of the imperial city was there, you would be just in that thought. Because it was most likely true. Everyone, the most corrupt official to the fairest of person, the wealthiest of nobles to the poorest of beggars, the evilest of killers to the most holy of knights. None would dare miss such an event.
Around the walls of the arena, dozens upon dozens of legionnaires standing guard. And halfway in too the massive crowd was another line of fully armed soldiers, meant to act as a type of barricade to control the crowd who were all cheering at the top of their lungs, all very eager. After all, it wasn't every day an execution took place, most of the time it was a simple beheading in a corner street, nothing of this magnitude.
In the middle of the arena was a small wooden podium that shows signs of recent construction. There were members of the vigilants of stendarr on each corner of the podium, in the center a man in noble dress. But calling him noble was an understatement for he was high Councilor Itinia, apart from the emperor himself he was the most powerful man in the empire. And right now, he had the honor of declaring the execution. Standing a few feet in front of him was the woman with her hands bond, a golden Dragon ring with Aetherium crusted within on her finger and a black cloak with the hood over her head, who was about to be sentenced to death.
Placed in between the two people was wooden stomp and a basket just in front of that, the last person on the podium was a large man with a black mask and large great axe, the executer. Ltinia frowned in disgust as he looked passed the hood at the woman underneath who's red glowing eyes were shinning back at him. Rising his right arm, the large crowd had silenced themselves without any trouble. Lifting his left arm in front of him, he cleared his throat as he opened a scroll "Serana Volkihar" he announced "for the crimes of murder, thievery, Daedra worship and necromancy. You are hereby sentenced to death by beheading" the crowd cheered at the news, all ready and waiting. He turned back to face Serana "do you have anything to say in your defense?" he asked. He was met with complete silence from Serana "very well" he said lifting his arm he gestured to the executioner. The crowd cheered once more.
Unknown to the high councilor, the executioner, the vigilantes, the legionnaires, the towns people and even Serana herself. There was one person there that should not have been.
At the far end of the crowd, stood in one of the small tunnels that was used by the fighters to get in the colosseum, was a man, a Nord, a worrier, a sorcerer, a leader. The man had many names to many people, some called him a Hero, a friend, a monster, a legend, a legionnaire, the Dragonborn, Dovahkiin. But there was one person who called him something that no-one else did, something he never thought anyone would be able to call him, something he thought he would never deserve to be called. But this one person, this one woman, was able to name him Husband. And it is because of that, he would never lose her, not to their enemies, not to the gods themselves and not to the people he once served.
With this one act he was undoing all the good he had done, all the faith the people had in him, he was throwing it away and he's not even flinching. He's only been that unmoving three times, when he was about the fight Alduin, Harkon and Mirrak, when he knew that it was something he must do, be it fate or destiny. He knew he couldn't shy away from it weather he won or lost.
Standing like a statue in the dark armor crafted from dragon scales, forged by one of the greatest smiths of the age in the Skyforge itself and enchanted with the most rare and useful magic's that would make most battle mages jealous. His most perfectly crafted and magickly enchanted weapon, a sword he was given when he stood in Sovngarde itself, rested strapped to his back. Looking down his blue lizard like eyes found his open hands, both with strong leather wrapped with dark scales. A golden Dragon ring with Aetherium crusted within, same as the necklace around his neck. Both of them holding powerful enchantments.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, preparing himself for what he was about to do, something he knows he will not be forgiven for 'it doesn't matter' he said to himself, it was part of the oath he took on his wedding day, the promise me made to her. To always be there whenever he was needed, to stand by her side as she faced any foe and most of all, to make sure she was safe, weather she wanted to be or not.
Looking up he saw the light of the sky and the heads of the people cheering for her death "no more mercy" he whispered to himself as he stepped forward. There were a lot of things he could forgive, a lot of things he has forgiven but this, the murder of his wife? That was far beyond his power of forgiveness.
As he neared the open ground his heart beat faster and faster, until he reached the very edge of the tunnel, until he stepped into the sun. Then it was like everything stopped, he wasn't following his mind anymore, he was following his heart, because right now, Nothing! Mattered to him more than saving his wife.
Upon reaching the crowed he didn't speak or make eye contact as he shoved people out of his way, he didn't care, not anymore. Didn't show any remorse or shame as pushed people out of his way, shoving some of them to the ground. Someone in front of him noticed the commotion and turned to face what was causing it. If he had to guess he would say that the man was in his late thirties "Oi, what do you think you're doin?" He asked in an angry voice but before he could do anything else the man punched him in the face with enough force to knock him to the ground as well as render him unconscious. If it wasn't clear that someone was working their way through the crowd, it was now.
Ltinia smirked as he saw one of the vigilantes move behind Serana, ready to kick her to her knees and place her head on the block. But before he could a sound hit his ears, not one of cheering like he had grown accustomed too but one of yelling and protest. He turned his head and saw where it was coming from, he wasn't the only one either. All of the vigilante's turned, the executioner turned but Serana's didn't move. Not at first anyway, before she turned her eyes slightly widened, not to a look of shock but one of awe, shame and disappointed. Her mouth opened slightly, revealing the tips of her fangs "no" she said to herself as her eyes watered, it couldn't be him, he promised. Her head turned to face the sounds "Theron" she whispered seeing the top of his scale helmet make its way through the crowd.
Ltinia's face grew red with anger at the sight "GUARDS!" He shouted at the top of his lungs "STOP THE DRAGONBORN!" He ordered.
Theron frowned as he saw Ltinia point at him with a look of anger but that did not stop him, he would not stop, he would not submit, his morality would not stop him now, nothing would. The crowed of people in front of him cleared and the row of solider barricades turned to face him "no more mercy" he said again as a handful of brave and arrogant soldiers moved forward to strike him down. As the first one reached him first, he brought his sword down for a powerful strike. Theron brought his right arm up to block it, the iron sword didn't even scratch the black dragon scale gauntlet. He followed with a powerful jab to the nose and in the soldier's daze, Theron twisted his wrist forcing him to drop the sword but before it could hit the ground he grabbed it and brought it upwards, causing it pierce his skull.
Theron span around still holding the hilt of the sword, he through it with all his strength, more than enough to shred his helmet and the bone it was protecting. He took another step forward and saw to more guards in front of him, both clearly shaken by what they just saw but that didn't stop Theron. His left hand glowed with a purple hue and magic bow appeared, pulling the string back and two arrows formed on the string, letting the string go, two arrows flew through the air without the obstacle of wind to stop them. They landed in the chests of the soldiers and they fell to the ground dead.
"LEGATE!" A voice shouted from behind him getting Theron's attention, he stopped. Giving the guards time to form a defensive line in front of him. He knew the voice anywhere, seeing that Serana was being left alone he decided to indulge his general, one last time "THINK ABOUT THIS DRAGONBORN" he shouted as Theron turned around to meet the face of General Tullius, he stood proud in his armor with a squad of legionnaires behind him. More and more soldiers continued to surround him on the opposite side, at least three rows of city guards on one side and another three rows of legionnaires on the other "Theron" Tullius said in a more gentle voice, the crowd behind the armed men and woman looked on with more intent then they did with beheading "I know how much you care about your wife. But are you willing to give up everything you have... for her?" He asked nodding his head in Serana's direction.
Theron frowned at his words "I have sacrificed everything I am, for others, I have never stopped fighting to save everyone I knew & love and I have never asked for anything in return. Expect for this" he seethed through his teeth gesturing to everyone around him "and this is your loyalty, this is your gratitude, you think you're alive because you can fight!? YOU'RE ALIVE BECAUSE OF WHAT I'VE DONE TO SAVE YOU!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, it wasn't the Thu-um but the knowledge that he had the ability to use it had reached far and wide. The guards took a step-in fear of his voice, Tuillius didn't even filch, he just looked on ashamed at his words "would I give it up for her?" He asked back before turning to face Serana.
Theron's bright blue dragon like eyes met Serana's crimson red ones. The look on her face completely broke him, her cheeks were stained with tears from her still dripping eyes. Her face was scrunched up in pure sadness and terror, she didn't need to say a thing, her eyes said it all. As Theron could always read her like a book and right now he read that she was begging him to go, to not do what he was about to do, not for her. With a small shake of the head to make sure he knew loud and clear that he needed to leave because she didn't want him to see this. He turned to face Tuillius "without hesitation" he answered. Tullius could only look at the ground and sigh in shame "this is your only warning General Tullius, stand down because I will kill anyone who stands in my way"
"NO!" Ltinia shouted, Theron turned to face him to his face red with anger "YOU WILL NOT STOP THIS DRAGONBORN!" He turned to the executioner "KILL THE VAMPIRE! NOW!" He ordered. Then it was over, because Theron took action.
"OD-AH-VIING" Theron shouted, this time calling on his Thu-um startling everyone and in that moment of hesitation, he pounced. Serana was being brought to her knees and Theron could guess that he only had ten seconds before the axe was being swung down, he didn't waste any time. Charging the startled guards who all raised their shields defense Theron jumped off the ground and boosted off the raised shield to get further air time, the crowd of people in front of him cleared in terror at his wrath. Seeing Serana being lowered onto the chopping block only increased his conviction but it also made him realize how short for time he was.
His right hand emitted a red glow and he shot it forward, but not a blast of fire came out, no. Glowing inscriptions found themselves on the ground in front of the podium. Landing on the ground behind the bewildered guards, Theron wasted no movements, he quickly turned around and grabbed one of the guards from behind and pulled him backwards. Throwing him on his back over the fire rune, Theron ran forwards as the guard fell, by the time his body hit the rune Theron was standing over him. The rune exploded in a fiery blast of death, safe to say that the front of the guard's body was completely gone but that doesn't mean he was not useful.
Theron placed a foot over the guards back as he was blasted upwards, using that as leverage to blast him high in air. Everyone on the podium lifted their heads in shock as Theron raised over them like a vengeful god. Seeing the executioner standing to the side of Serana started to lift his axe, now that Theron found his first target, he struck. His hand sparked with lightning and a powerful thunderbolt shot out his hand. To Theron, his magical power was unmatched, the frail leather, skin and bone of the masked executioner was nothing to the magical power of a dragonborn.
The thunderbolt went right through his skull, killing him dead. Theron's feet hit the podium with a thud, all of the vigilantes ran to him, weapons drawn with an intent to kill. Ltinia stepped back in fear, Theron saw his next set of targets. Turning his body around in a spin motion, his hand extended hand and a white frost started to steam from it. As the vigilantes neared him on all sides, a long sharp shard of ice extended from his hand. It was over when Theron stopped spinning, the tip of the ice shard dripping with blood. And the vigilantes gasping as they held their throats, their weapons fell to the ground as did they still holding their now open throats in a weak attempt to stop the bleeding.
Knowing that he needed to secure himself more time before they could leave, turning around he lifted both his hands above his head. Two purple orbs appeared in his hands, bringing his hands down creating a half circle motion and before the guards and legionnaires could make their way up the stairs. Six small portals opened up on the ground in front of them and summoned Deadra appeared "ATRONACHS" he heard Taillius shout before he heard the sound of swords clashing against stone, ice and solid flame. The screams of dying soldiers and the yells of terror from the towns people who were running away without looking back.
"RRRRROOOOOOAAAAAARRRRR" the loud roar of creature Theron new all too well. Quickly stepping over to Serana with a look of worry, his head quickly turned to Ltinia who was stepping back in fear.
"YOL" he spoke as a wave of fire left his mouth, quickly tearing Ltinia's skin off his body leaving him to die an excruciating death. He turned back to face Serana who had never taken her eyes off of him.
"Theron" she said in a whisper as his finger glowed red with heat, he swiped it downwards over her bounds cutting them freeing her hands. Theron didn't say anything but he felt the ground shake as he knew his friend had landed. He held Senara's hand and held it as hard as he could while pulling her with him.
Theron turned to the podium stairs as he saw the red scales of his friend Odahviing landing on top of some soldiers, no doubt killing them "Drem Yol Lok. Dovahkiin" he greeted as Theron helped Serana onto his neck.
"take us home, you know the place" Theron ordered speaking in the language of the dovah as he claimed on behind Serana, holding her tight from behind as the mighty dragon lifted off the ground and into the air.
"YOU CANNOT RUN THERON!" He heard Taillius shouted behind him, Theron quickly turned his head and he saw his old general standing amongst his dead soldiers and fading atronachs "WE WILL COME FOR YOU!" Theron closed his eyes and turned back.
He gently wrapped his hands around her waist holding her close, her head fell backwards and rested against his chin. The good thing about a flight on a dragon was that it was quick, what would take a horse days took a dragon minute's. Especially when going through mountain areas which could last weeks, Odahviing didn't need to worry about things like treacherous passes or bandits as he flew over them. Not even ten minutes into the flight and he could see Bruma below them.
Turning his attention back to Serana who hadn't said a word, he felt her shaking and he doubted it was from the cold, she's a nord like himself, the cold would barely ever bother her, plus she's a vampire. He kissed the top of her head through the hood "I got you" he whispered. Her head fell and Theron could easily hear her sobbing quietly, it's not like he could move somewhere to better position himself, after all he was on a flying dragon. He just held her tight while trying to calm her down with words. Lowering his eyes slightly he could see the tops of the mountains that where separating Cryodill from Skyrim "we're nearly there" he said again.
Another five minutes of flying he saw the small mountain valley that housed the small village of Riverwood. Odahviing began to descend closer to the ground but he wasn't heading to the ground, he was heading to the edge of one of the mountains. Because that small high view point held the home of the dragonborn, 'The Eagle's Nest' true it wasn't his only home, he held property in every city. He and Serana mainly stayed in their home in Solitude. The Eagle's Nest mainly acted as a safe house. Only a very few amount of people knew where it was and even fewer that it belonged to Theron and for good reason. The only way to access it is to climb the mountain through a narrow passage in an old mine, making it very hard to bring a large force to attack. That was also the reason why he kept all of the Daedra and incredibly powerful artifacts he's acquired over the years here, as well as his valuable trinkets too.
Odahviing landed on the small bridge in front of the house allowing them to step off "thank you my friend" Theron said gratefully.
"as you command Dovahkiin" the dragon replied before flapping his wings and turning towards the throat of the world. Theron turned back to see if Serana was ok but was surprised to see that she was almost near the entrance to house, not even looking back.
"Serana!" He said louder then usually as he quickly jogged after her, passing the very small courtyard, he turned the final corner to see her open the door to the house and step inside. Following her, he closed the door and turned around to see her standing in the middle of the living room, in front of the two chairs that where on either side of a small table that held a chess set in front of a warm fire.
He took the horned helmet off his head and placed it on a mannequin near the door. He looked back as Serana lifted her arms in front of her neck and undid the small knot holding the cloak up and it fell to the ground in a heap, even four years after meeting her. He was still blown away by her beauty, even now by only seeing the back of her head which held her raven hair.
Theron took a step closer towards her "Serana" he said gently, before he could reach out to her she turned around to face him. Her red eyes dripping with tears and Theron couldn't remember the last time he's seen her that upset.
"you idiot" she said no louder than a whisper before she punched him, point blank right in the chest. If it wasn't for his armor she would have broken the middle of his rib-cage, the strength of a vampire lord should never be underestimated. The force of the punch caused him to go flying through the air of the small living room and hit one of the book shelves "WHAT DID YOU JUST DO!" she shouted at the top of her lungs as Theron tried to pick himself off the ground with a daze.
"I just saved your life" Theron said back in a calm voice.
Serana shock her head as the tears continued to fall "my life ended thousands of years ago! what you've just done is ended your own! Everything you've done, all the good, all the lives you saved, you just threw it all away. You just became the most wanted to criminal in the empire" she said walking right up to him and slapping him across the face, with her strength, it easily drawing blood "you. Don't. Get to do that to yourself, not for me" she shook her head.
Theron didn't yell back at her for obvious reasons, he knew yelling at her wouldn't solve anything, it never did "do you remember the day I asked you to marry me?" He said not even flinching at her face full of rage and hate "what I said to you before I asked that question"
Serana's face adopted a look of tiredness, the look of someone who knew they were wrong but didn't want to admit "Theron" she said in a tired voice shaking her head and turning away.
"I know you remember" he took a step forward "I got down on one knee, and I said something to you, something I've never said to anyone else, something I won't say to anyone else. Serana, what did I say?" He asked as gently as he could.
Serana turned to face him with fresh tears in her eyes and shaking arms crossed "you said 'it's a life with you...'" she quoted.
Theron took another step forward, now standing right in front of her "'or no life at all'" he interrupted her finishing his own quote "I meant what I said that day Serana and I mean it now"
"well what about you?" She asked "it's my job as your wife to keep you safe as well. I was doing that but you stopped me, I know I didn't do the things they accused me of. Except for the Daedra worship part, I haven't done that in a while but I did technically do it but that's beside the point. They needed someone to blame for that, it might has well be the vampire instead of the dragonborn"
"You don't get to make that choice" Theron frowned at her.
"I just wanted to protect you. To keep the one thing, I love in my life safe. I couldn't let the people blame you for those crimes" she said trying to excuse herself.
"I don't care what anyone else thinks, I don't care what the consequences are, I don't care if I have to fight Molag Bal himself with nothing but my fists, I. Don't. Care. Because it's you" he grabbed her by the shoulders and looked her right in the eyes, blue meeting red "I would do anything for you, I could never just stand by and watch while you die like that. Because... it's a life with you or no life at all" he finished.
Serana didn't say anything back, her face was still one of shock and awe. After four years of knowing him, his compassion still surprised her. She quickly closed the distance between them and brought his lips to hers, Theron and Serana's eyes both closed as they tasted each other. Serana's red smooth lips meeting Theron's ruff one's. They separated briefly and looked into each other's eyes, no words were spoken, they didn't need to be. They looked at each other one more time, they gave each other the same look they did the first time they ever made love, it was after Harkon was defeated. Serana didn't say anything to him after Isran left the castle, she just took his hand and led him to her old bed room.
Now whenever they had that look and starred at each other, there was no stopping them. They both moved forward to each other and their lips met in a fierce lock, Serana's hands made their way to the back of his neck pulling him closer towards her and Theron wrapped his own hands around her waist doing the same. Their mouths opened and their tongues battled each other for dominance, Theron could feel the fangs in her mouth which still had the small taste of blood on them from the last time she fed, either on a potion or a criminal.
Without warning Serana jumped, Theron's hands quickly moved to grab her rear as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Now that she had the height advantage his head dropped from her lips and found their way to her neck, Serana's head fell to the side and a moan of pleasure escaped her mouth. Theron didn't think as he carried her body up the narrow stairway to the small bedroom, knowing what was going to happen. With a wave of her hands a small blue glow emitted, it was a simple spell but at the same time so useful. With the use of magic, all the straps and hooks holding his armor together and holding it against his body all became undone.
With each step forward he took, a piece of armor fell and it wasn't just him. Seeing as how Serana was getting to work on him, he knew he had to go ahead to do the same for her. His hands moved off her behind and he used the same spell as she did. Once they reached the top of the stairs, their bed was in sight. Both of them just completely forgot about how the day started, they just lost themselves.
Theron gently lowered Serana onto the bed first, all of his armor and her clothing scattered around the route to the bed, both of them wearing only their undergarments. His lips made their way back to hers and his right hand slowly lowered to caress her cold pale thigh "Theron" she gasped in pleasure "I love you" she stated.
"I love you too" he said leaving her mouth and hovering above her, he slowly reached up and brushed a thread of hair out of her eye "always" he finished gently before once again taking her lips once again. Their tongues invaded each other's mouths as their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Serana used her strength to flip Theron off of him and position herself on top of him, straddling his lap she leaned down and claimed his lips again, his arms made their way to her back and found the small hook for her undergarment and quickly undid it, the cloth fell off her body and landed on the ground.
Serana quickly stood up and stood at the end of the bed giving Theron a full view of her ample breasts, with a smirk of hunger, the same smirk she had on her face when she eyed her meal, her living, running away terrified meal. She reached for his own undergarments and pulled them off with any hesitation. Her smirk increased to a full smile as she looked at his full erection, not even giving him a chance to do it she pulled her own down as well leaving them both in full naked glory.
Not asking for permission to do anything, it wasn't her style. Grabbing the base of his manhood she brought her mouth down upon him and began to kiss the tip of him before slowly opening her mouth and taking as much of him in as she could. Bringing her head up and down on him again and again causing him the groan with pleasure, she loved doing this. After everything he's done for her, no matter what he said, he saved her, gave her a second chance at life and she will always be ready to pay him back.
Theron's eyes closed and he continued to groan as she continued to work, it was moments like this that made him wonder whether or not vampires also had the power of intense sexual pleasure, because she always impressed him in that area. But this wasn't enough, he wouldn't be able to last much longer if she continued at this pase. Sitting up he grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her on top of him, her breasts landed on his face.
Serana expected him to take a few minutes with his breasts as he usually did "ah" she yelped in surprise as his hands found their way under her legs and lifted her up off the bed and suspended her in the air "oh, gods" she gasped as she felt Theron's lips claim her womanhood for their own, her hands grabbed the back of his head for support to which was becoming harder and harder as she began to lose control to her bodies spasms "oh, Debella... more" she moaned as Theron's tongue entered her.
Her head fell back as her body arched and her eyes rolled in the back of her head as he showed no sign of stopping or even slowing down anytime soon "Ther...Th...Theron" she gasped struggling to speak as she felt the climax coming "Fu...F... Fuck... Fuck me" she requested "I... I need you... I need to feel you inside me"
Before she could even blink, Theron threw her back down on the bed. Landing on her back she felt Theron's body land on top of her and his mouth close around her right breast. She continued to lose herself in the moment before her eyes shot open and her back arched at the surprise of feeling him enter her "oh, fuck, Theron" she gasped feeling his lips move to her neck and to give her ultimate combination of pleasure, his hands grabbed both of her breasts and began to caress and message them.
"oh... oh... harder" she moaned as she felt him penetrate her, move out and do it again in an incredibly quick fashion "Debella, gra... grant me mercy" she prayed feeling the end coming "AAAHHHH" she screamed as her whole body began to spasm out of control, without even thinking about it and allowing her instincts to take over her arms wrapped around his shoulders and used her strength to press their bodies so close together they might as well have been connected. Her mouth opened and her sharp teeth bit down on his neck easily piercing the skin. She didn't drink his blood, she was able to stop herself before that happened. Serana heard Theron grunt but that wasn't because of the bite, it was because he had finished and she could tell because she could feel his seed spill inside of her.
He clasped next to her taking deep breaths with a smile on his face "you came a little to close there" he said as his hand glowed yellow and brought it up to his neck, quickly closing the two fang marks in his neck.
Serana laughed as her head turned to face him "it's your fault, making my entire body scream out in pleasure. I love you, so much" she said leaning in and kissing him again.
"I love you too, but you need to be careful" he said in a serious voice "you know what would happen if you drank my blood" he finished. Serana nodded against his neck before kissing him again. Knowing full well what would happen, her mind couldn't help but flash back to when she was brought back to her castle.
Four years ago
Castle Volkihar
"I offer you my blood, take and you will walk as a lion among sheep. Men will tremble at your approach and you will never fear death again" Harkon said opening his arms in a welcoming gesture, with Serana at his side and annoyed expression on her face, she didn't really no Theron well but he seemed like a nice man and she didn't want to see him become one of her clan.
"No" Theron said with a calm expression and not even a hint hesitation.
Harkon's arms dropped and there was complete silence in the hall, all the vampire's where in a state of complete shock, their mouths hanging open. Serana didn't have the words, she's never been more surprised in her life. This Theron was denying immortality, incredible power over necromancy, a gift from Molag Bal himself. She decided he was the most surprising man she's ever met.
And somehow, he continued surprise but this time in a rather... gruesome way "you dare!" a voice said in anger from the right side of the hall. Serana turned her head and to face the high elf and instinctively showed her fangs and growled angrily at his direction.
Vingalmo couldn't believe his ears when he said no, this Nord had the arrogance to say no to Lord Harkon. NO! TO BECOMING A GOD! He won't stand for it. He stood up from his seat at the table "YOU DARE!" he shouted moving around the table towards Theron.
Harkon didn't make any move to stop him, he was curious about what this warrior who saved his daughter would do to defend himself against one of his own, true Vingalmo was one of his own but he's also been arrogant and he wouldn't care if he died. Vingalmo walked past Harkon and now making a bee-line for Theron.
Theron was smirking internally as he saw the vampire approach, he's seen plenty of vampire's in his life, and fought just as many, he's seen the look of hunger before and he knew what was coming next. Using the speed and power of a vampire lord Vingalmo quickly closed the gap between him and Theron, placed a hand on his shoulder and the other the top of his head.
Serana quickly stepped forward with a look of anger, before to her surprise Theron's hand flattened indicating her to stop, she did so but more out of shock then being told to. Vingalmo opened his mouth and extended his fangs before biting down on Theron's neck, who winced slightly at the bite. Vingalmo grunted as he stepped away from Theron coughing violently "wha..." Cough "what is this?" he asked as dark veins began to grow over his body.
Serana, Harkon and everyone else in the hall where all looking on with great interest and some with an eager glare "you know" Theron said before his lifted his left hand to his neck as it glowed yellow as the wound over his neck healed "you should really watch what you eat"
"AAAAAHHHHHH" Vingalmo screamed before his skin started to collapse in on itself and multiple large splits began to form causing his blood to spew everywhere, that continued for about thirty seconds until his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fell backwards dead.
"yeah, I'm not exactly tasty" Theron said looking at his dead corpse.
Present day
Eagle's nest
"Trust me" Serana smiled "I don't plan on letting that happen to me" she said before wrapping her arms around his neck and placing her lips to his "no matter how much I enjoyed watching Vingalmo suffer like that" Theron laughed at her words before moving to her neck kissing it passionately, coursing her to moan "is it weird seeing him suffer like that turned me on a bit?" she asked with a smirk.
"nope" he answered quickly returning it his work "after I defeated Alduin. I spent a week sleeping with everyone woman I could find" he admitted causing Serana to push him back and look at him with a look with mix look of amusement and confusion.
"really?" she couldn't help but ask, she knew full well that she was Theron's first woman, just as he wasn't her first man but he never struck her as the type of guy to lie around all day and constantly bed other woman. She never asked if that's something he's done but she just guessed from the way he acted, always polite and responsible to woman and barely ever returned their smiles of hunger when they gave them to him.
And when they started courting he didn't even look twice at any woman, she even tried to catch him in the act of looking at other woman at least once but he never did. Not that she would have cared, she wouldn't mind that he occasionally glanced at other woman, just as long as he remembers what's waiting at home for him. Besides if he did that then she could glance at other men guilt free "oh yeah, I was like a walking hormone for about a week" he said rolling onto his back as Serana turned on her side and rested her head on her hand as she used her elbow to hold it up.
"I mean, like five minutes after Alduin... blew up. I just grabbed Gormlaith's hand and just pulled behind some bushes" he said with a chuckle "and yes, before you say anything I mean Gormlaith as in Gormlaith Golden-Hilt. As in one of the three Nord heroes who defeated Alduin last time. Once I got back, well there was just no stopping me. Lydia, Mjoll, Tonilia, Faralda, Colette, Vex, Rikke, Jordis, Calmillam, sapphire, carlotta, Elisif..." he started to list.
"wait" Serana stopped him "Elisif? As in high queen Elisif. I thought she was mourning over her husband?" she asked.
"she was" Theron nodded at her words "but she's still a woman who has been without a man for over a year, thus still has that urge for love making" he explained as best he could.
"hang on" she looked at him "all of those women live in different parts of Skyrim, how did you have sex with all of them within a week?" she asked now curious about his statement.
Theron shrugged "well, once I got back I had to go to each hold and tell them that I saved the world, the truce was off and they could go back to killing each other in a civil war. As I went to each hold, the high I got of stopping Alduin hadn't went yet"
Serana raised an eyebrow at him "and all of these women, who by the way I know and still see whenever we go to that hold. Where just ok with sleeping with you?" she asked.
"well I was already well known throughout the country as the dragonborn, the hero and I already knew all those women. Did favors for them, I like to think we're friends. So, after I flited a little. They were all good with it. It's actually what started relationship with Aela" he explained as he notices to the frown on Serana's face at her name "anyway, the point is. We all have things that turn us on. Yours is watching people you hate suffer, mine is stopping world ending threats" he smiled "remember what happened after we got back from Solstheim once we beat Miraak"
Serana gave him a small smile before looking down with a blush "how could I forget" she asked leaning in towards him "we didn't leave our bedroom in Solitude for a week" she laughed "and I couldn't walk straight for another" she finished kissing his neck.
A confident smirk came on his face "want to repeat the events of that week?" he asked.
"oh, you don't even have to ask for that?" she smiled before straddling his lap again getting ready to mount him, and ride him like a horse.
After a few hours of intense movement of passion, the two lovers emerged from under the bed furs. Both of them covered in sweat as their bodies where pressed against each other. Serana's head had found itself to the crock of his neck as Theron had his arms wrapped around her pushing her closer towards him, Serana didn't fight it but embraced it, she let out a sigh of pleasure as she felt the warmth of his skin against the cold of her own. This is why she loved Theron so much, despite everything that just happened. Despite everything he just did, despite how angry she was with him, despite how sad she was. Now that she was pressed against his chest after an amazing session of love making, he made her forget about everything wrong in her life, not just what happened in the area but everything with her father, even the fact she was a vampire.
But of course, she remembered again, she always did remember. Knowing that there was no convincing him to change his mind about their situation, they needed a plan but what could they do? "Theron" she said leaning back, her head landing on the pillow. Her eyes never leaving his as his hand moved up and down her side in a comforting manner "we need a plan" she said.
He just gave her that same smirk he always gave her "the plan can wait" he said leaning in again and placing a trail of kisses on her neck.
"Theron, Ha Ha" she laughed, Serana hated that he knew her ticklish spots. He always took advantage of that information "wait, wait" she said pushing him away with a smile on her face "really" she placed a hand on his cheek "we need a plan, we can't stay here forever"
Theron shook his head "no, but we can stay for a while. Serana only four people, four people" he repeated "in all of Tamriel who know about this place" he said with a smile "Aela, Tolfdir, Lydia and Isran. No-one else. Don't forget that everyone in Skyrim loves me" Serana chuckled at his words but it was true, the people of Skyrim where fiercely loyal to Theron, understandable considering everything he's done "it would take the legion months just to realize I'm not in any of the major cities. We're going to be ok"
Serana took a moment to think about what he said. She likes to think she's friends with Aela, Tolfdir and Lydia. Serana's met them multiple times and she knew that they were good people, Aela was one of her best friends, a good person, a good worrier, she was trust worthy. Serana met her after she and Theron dealt with her father, it did throw Serana off slightly after she found out that Aela and Theron used to be lovers but Serana put it passed her.
And Tolfdir, the silly old man she thought to herself. He was a very skilled wizard in every type a magic class but specialized in the Alteration class. He was a good man and trust worthy. Theron always spoke of the man with such a high regard, she got to know him and all the other teachers when she and Theron went to live at the collage for a month, he is Arch-Mage after all.
And Isran, well. He hasn't changed that much in regard to her through the years, true there was a respect and a small amount of trust between them. In the end it was a matter that they both trusted Theron and if he trusted the other that was good enough.
Serana guessed that Theron told those three people because they were his seconds when it came to the factions he was in charge of, expect the Dawnguard. The companions and the college of Winterhold, since Theron was in charge of those organizations he had responsibilities to them, usually they could find him in Solitude but if he wasn't there or in any of the other holds, they could find him here. In the eagle's nest, she liked that name and considering there was an actual eagle's nest on the roof of the house, it fitted well.
"And Riverwood?" She asked with a raised eye brow, challenging him a little bit. Seeing if he really thought of everything "they see us come up the path to this house all the time"
He nodded at "yes, and I also spent of twenty thousand gold peace's to renovate the entire village" he explained.
She smiled at him, reached up to touch his cheek "you knew this would happened, didn't you?" She asked.
"no" he shook his head "but I like to be prepared"
Serana's head fell against the pillow with a smile "always the man with a plan"
"that's one of the differences between you and me" he smiled "I like to think ahead unlike a certain someone"
Serana's face took a look a pain but they both knew she was faking "I think ahead" she defended.
Theron nodded enthusiastically at her "I'm just gonna start listing some things, let me know when you get the point. The time you wanted to take Alea hunting, have dinner with Jarl Elisif. Trying to push my horse Frost past his limits..." he listed.
Serana rolled her eyes at him "Ok, Ok. I got it. But Theron we need a plan"
"not yet" Theron said "for now, we can just get some sleep" he said pulling her in towards him. He was thankful Serana didn't fight him in that but gave him that tired smile he loved before snuggling back into him "I know you're worried about everything but it's going to be ok. Only people we trust know we're here, all the powerful and dangerous artifacts I've collected over the years are here with us. And the elder scrolls are even more safe. We're going to be ok, I promise" he said.
Serana smiled as her eyes closed, that did make her feel better. When Theron made a promise, he kept it. Theron held her close as his own eyes closed and he allowed himself to drift into a peaceful silence. It was true that all the artifacts he has where in this small house, she's seen them. Hell, if she lifted her head and looked past the end of the bed to the large painting of Skyrim's landscape but that's just for show, behind that a secret compartment which housed the most powerful artifacts he has and the most valuable trinkets.
It wasn't long after her eyes closed that she drifted off into a peaceful sleep, or as peaceful as it could be after everything that's happened today.
Theron breathed a happy breath as he felt Serana's breasts press against the side, her arm wrapped around his chest and her head just above that. It was moments like this when all felt right in the world for Theron but now that he knew she was safe and by his side, he had a moment to think about what he did. Of course, he doesn't regret it, not for a second but she was right. They needed a plan on what they could do, it went without saying that they were now the most wanted criminal's in the empire. He didn't know which was the most wanted criminal, on the one hand Serana was a higher Vampire Lord but Theron was the Dragonborn, more powerful and the one of set her free from execution.
'gods, what did I just do?' he said to himself, even though he didn't regret what he just did that doesn't mean he doesn't feel guilty about everything. Sure, he felt more betrayed then anyone but the families of the guards he killed may disagree and he couldn't forget that now after that the empire wouldn't be able to protect him from the Thalmor. Well, they didn't really protect him that much anyway but it did come in handy when they stuck up for him when he dealt with the Thalmor's injustice of his people. They've been a pain in his side since he was just a child, always coming after him due to what he was.
It didn't take much for something to realize he was Dragonborn, all it took was a look into his blue dragon like eyes. Once the Thalmor heard about it, they pursued him constantly throughout his life. His childhood was all about moving from one place to another, it wasn't until his mother and father died and he headed to Skyrim that he was able to stand on his own and against them.
'well' his head tilted down to look at Serana 'not stand against them alone' he said to himself, closing his eyes and sighing. He breathed in the scent of her hair and body, it amazed him every time. By all intents and purposes, she is a vampire, so she's dead and yet her natural scent was that of an exotic flower, it reminded him of a blue mountain flower but it was a little different.
Now back to a plan, what where his options. He was telling truth when he said it would take the empire and Thalmor months to figure out he's not in any of the holds, it would take them a week alone just to send word from Cyrodiil to Skyrim about what happened, so they could go to the cities of the country for at least two weeks without a worry but after that they would need to stay at the eagle's nest, if they had to leave because something came up they would need to avoid all the major roads and cities it would be tricky but it could be done.
In all honestly the worst part about all of this was that it wasn't fair to her, after everything she's been through, all the pain, all the sorrow. It pained him so much that even now. Her father's dead, she has a family, friends, people to relay on, a husband. She's told him that the last three years have been the best of her life, even during everything that happened with Mirrak, she just loved her life, something she hasn't felt in a very long time, she loved her friends, her home, tending their garden. And now it was taken away from her again 'if only there had been another way' he said to himself before closing his eyes and letting himself drift off into a deep sleep.
Once the calmness of sleep claimed him, all he saw was white. Looking down Theron saw himself, standing in his regular clothing, no armor. Looking around himself, he just saw white, nothing in the distance, no ground below him but he could feel himself standing on... something. He didn't know if this was dream or not but he felt calm, at least for a while "Hello my son" a deep voice said from behind him. Turning around he saw... nothing, it was just whiteness.
"wha..." he started confused by what was happening.
"you seem to be having a troubling day" it said again but this time when Theron turned around, he saw the source of the voice.
Theron's eyes shot open at the sight, he's seen some strange things in his life but this takes the sweetroll. In front of him, the size of the mountain was a golden dragon unlike anything he's seen before, expect for one place. His mouth dropped as he remembered seeing that large dragon statue in the imperial city, he remembered what that statue was supposed to be "Akatosh" he gasped before his instants kicked in and he dropped to his knees in worship of the dragon god of time, Talos would usually be the deity most Nords worshipped. But Theron always felt a closer connection to Akatosh, maybe it was because he was the father of all dragons and Theron did have the blood and soul of a dragon, or a Dovah.
"rise my child" the deep voice of Akatosh said as he felt whatever he was kneeling on shake under the force of the mighty step.
Theron looked up at the face of the golden dragon and stood up "wha..." Theron said still clearly in shock by what is happening "where am I?" He asked.
"you are still in your bed with your vampire lover" Akatosh said "I have simply borrowed your mind and brought it to this blank plane, so we may speak" he explained.
"why now?" Theron asked as he lifted his hand to his neck and felt the amulet to Akatosh "after everything I've been through. Alduin, Harkon, Mirrak" he listed "you've never spoken to me before, what's changed?"
Akatosh didn't say anything at first, he simply looked down at him. Before Theron could ask anything else he began to shrink, his head began to flatten, the large wings began to retract into his back. Theron's eye brows rose as the god form of Akatosh was now transformed into what looked like a normal man, he was the same size as Theron, brown hair, average clothes, the only thing that stood out was his eyes. There where the same as Theron, dragon like. But unlike his, they were gold instead of blue "more things have changed then you know" he said in a gentler voice. Honestly Theron thought he sounded a little like Tsun.
Akatosh placed his arms behind his back and started to pace back and forth "you lover accused of unforgivable crimes, you saving her and in turn ending the life you once knew and a great darkness has returned to a land far away" his pacing stopped and he looked at Theron closely "you nor your wife can stay in Skyrim or Tamriel, you need to leave" he said.
Theron frowned at his words "why? Why do we have to leave are home simply because my wife was wrongly accused and saved her from death?"
"because Tamriel is not the only place that needs your help" Akatosh simply said as behind him an image of Tamriel appeared in the air. He turned to face it "much of the world is unknown beyond this to you" he explained as Tamriel began to move to the right and a knew land unknown to Theron came into view "this land is in mortal danger and the people in it, good people. They need help?" He started.
Theron crossed his arms at the news, he looked up at the new mass of land that replaced Tamriel. It was completely different and he wouldn't know what to expect. He wanted to help people if they were in danger but could he really drag Serana into that? After everything she's been through? However, it seemed that Akatosh was able to tell what he was thinking "your thoughts return to your lover, do not think that I wouldn't ask you to do this for nothing. If you and your lover can save this land, you will be rewarded and it will be a reward you cannot get anywhere else. Not even the Deadric prince's"
The image of the land vanished from view and Akatosh turned back into his dragon god like form "when you wake up, you will have one hour before a portal opens in your homes courtyard. If you step through it, it is up to you and your beloved to decide how to stop the threat. I have faith you will make the right decision" he finished before he glowed brighter and brighter until Theron had to shield his eyes from the light.
Theron's eyes opened to see the ceiling of his home, looking to his left he could see that Serana wasn't there. Sitting up he looked around and could see out of the small colored window by the stairs leading up to the bed that the sun had just come up over the Horizen. Standing up he quickly grabbed a pair of undergarments and made his way downstairs, upon landing on the ground floor the smell of morning stew hit his nose. He smiled, it wasn't the first time Serana made him breakfast, it was one of the few meals she actually knew how to cook. But there was no sign of her and considering the sun was now in the sky he doubted that she would be in the court yard. That only left one alternative.
Walking to the far side of the living room, Theron opened the door that led to the small tower on the far side of the house. Once he opened the door to the towers top the sound of someone humming hit his ears and the smell of all sorts of flowers and ingredients "hhhhmmmmm hmm hhhhmmmm"
He smiled at the sight of Serana as she stood at the alchemy table mixing some things together to create god knows what. He walked forward and without warning wrapped his arms around her waist and began to kiss the area of her neck. Serana simply smiled at the act "someone's woken up in a good mood" she said.
"about that..." Theron said letting go of her and stepping back, Serana turned to face him with a confused expression "let's talk downstairs" he said gently taking her by the hand and leading her back to the living room. He sat her down on front of the fire place and went to the kitchen. He grabbed two bowel's and filled them with the breakfast stew but before he took them out he grabbed one of the blood potions and poured about half of its content into one of the bowel's.
Walking back outside he handed the one with the potion to Serana before sitting down next to her "so what's up?" she asked.
"Last night, I had a dream or a vision. I saw Akatosh..." after that he began to explain everything that happened and what he was told. Serana didn't laugh or look surprised she just remained still and listened closely, after all she's been through with Theron he didn't know if she had the right to be surprised.
Once he was done explaining they stayed in silence for a moment, Theron leaned back in his chair and began to eat his stew giving her some time to think about what he said. Five minutes later she finally spoke "when do we leave?" she asked.
Ok guys, and this is the start of my first ever cross over story I hope you guys enjoyed reading. Also, as you probably guessed I used some mods in this story, don't think anything of it, they won't come up again.
As always please let me know what you guys think because I do read every review and message I'm sent and of course I'm open to idea's as to how I should proceed, until then I will see you all in the next chapter.