HELLOOOOOOOO FANFICTIOOOOOON! first off this is my first non Danny Phantom story ive ever written. To tell you the truth I love Skyrim and ive always wanted to write a story all it took was a bit of inspiration. So without a moments notice my newest story. I do not own Skyrim or the characters they are owned by their rightful owners.

Chapter one.

Aela the huntress sat sadly in the cell of an unknown cave near the town of Riften. she looked over to the other cells. in them were the brothers Farkas and Vilkas like her they were Companions of Ysgramor in whiterun. they show up to solve problems in Skyrim if the coin is good enough. they had gotten word that a citizen of whiterun had been kidnapped but instead they were lured into a trap by a pack of werewolf hunters. the silver hand. only the Circle were werewolves but only the people living in Jorrvaskr knew the secret. turns out even though they had killed many of the silver hand there was a small handfull that was missed. Aela hugged her legs now worried normally a certain Imperial would comfort her and whisper in her ear. "everything will be okay." but she knew it would never happen again. she lay on her haystack drifting to sleep holding back tears. "im sorry." she whispered to no one.

Three months prior.

It had been a great battle for them. The werewolf hunters known as the silver hand finally had the guts to attack them at their own mead hall. But at a cost. The harbenger Kodlak had been killed by a silver sword to the heart. Everyone gathered around to mourn. After a while the doors burst open. Everyone looked to see a familiar face. Martin the newest recruit stood there with a bag in hand. His face had a look on it that read pure shock. "what happened?" he asked. Aela was about to answer him when Vilkas ran up and pinned Martin by the neck to the wall with his arm. "Where have you been?" he asked angrily. Martin gasped for what little air he could. "i was doing Kodlaks bidding." he gasped. Farkas broke the two away holding his brother back and Aela rushed to Martins side.

"i hope it was important because it means you were not here to defend him." he hissed through gritted teeth. "the old man Kodlak. He fought with what little strength he had. But it was not enough." Martin held his neck glaring at Vilkas. "im sorry truly I am but that does not give you the right to attack me Vilkas." he growled. Farkas stepped in front of his brother once more holding him back. "thats enough." he looked at Vilkas angrily then looked at Martin. "where were you then?" he asked. Martin looked away. "i cannot say. Kodlak swore me to secrecy." Vilkas raised an eyebrow. "that does not sound like something he would say or do." he replied.

Martin stood up. "its the truth I swear on the eight divines." he replied. Njada stood up from Kodlaks lifeless form. "you and Aela were there when Skjor was killed. Isnt it a little strange that it was like they knew you were coming?" she sneered. Martin looked at her with a questionable look. "what are you indicating Njada? That I am a member of the silver hand?" he asked bawling his fists. She folded her arms. "it only makes sence. It seems where ever you are the silver hand arent too far behind." she turned to Farkas. "when Skjor sent this whelp on his first mission how ironic was it that while he was caged you were left to take them on?" she asked.

Farkas glared. "it was only bad luck. Besides I trust Martin with my life. I swore it the day he joined the Companions." he retorted. Njada rolled her eyes. "and Aela the night Skjor died why is it that you two come out of gallows rock without a scratch?" she asked. Aela glared. "even multiple numbers can outmatch a warrior like Skjor." she replied. Njada glared. "it doesnt matter. If you two had shown up in time perhaps Skjor would still be alive."

soon many of the lesser members of the companions stood behind her even Vilkas. "Kodlak would never keep a secret from the circle." Vilkas said drawing his sword. Martin stood facing Vilkas. "i swear I would never bring harm to the Companions you have to believe me." he bellowed. Vilkas turned to Aela. "well Aela what say you? Youve been quiet for some time now." everyone was quiet until Njada spoke up. "you swore your allegiance to the Companions and to the Circle Aela dont make a choice youll regret." they were quiet until Aela walked next to the others. Martin had a look in shock. "Aela..." he whispered. Tears streamed down her face. "Martin..im sorry." she replied. Soon Martins look of shock turned into one of rage. "i see."

he drew his sword but to every ones surprise he dropped it. "i will not harm any one here just to prove a point." he then dropped the bag he was holding. And turned and walked out of Jorrvaskr. After a while it was quiet until Aela shoved her way out into the open. "Martin!" she bellowed. Martin stopped but did not turn. "stay away from me!" he yelled. After a while he turned and faced her. "after how I treated you. After I admitted my feelings for you. This is how im thanked?!" he exclaimed. Aela stood there quietly until the silence was broken. "pray that I dont run into you or the others in the future Aela. Or I will be forced to Kill you all." he said his voice full of Pain. And that night was the last she saw of Martin.

it was revealed after kodlak was cured that Martin had nothing to do with the silver hand. Aela had talked to the harbinger before he had passed on to Sovvenguard. "im sorely dissapointed in you Aela." he said looking at the Huntress. "the Companions show honor in all even the fellow warriors of Jorrvaskr." he said arms folded. Aela nodded her head still holding back tears. "and as for Njada she should have kept her mouth shut." he said irritably. finally he looked at her. "where is Martin now?" he asked. she shook her head now letting the tears flow. "i dont know. kodlak im so sorry." she said. Kodlak shook his head. "you should not apologize to me young one. Martin was the one who was betrayed."

Aela awoke from her sleep when a scream filled the halls of the dungeon. the two silver hand guards jumped back when the body of a fellow silver hand member fell at their feet. his own silver sword jammed into his neck. they both drew their swords looking at the figure in front of them. Aela could only make out the shadow but nothing else. "what do you want Vampire?" one of them asked. the figure only drew out a katana like blade and held it out. "to send you to Oblivion." the two rushed at the Vampire only to both end up dead. the figure walked towards the cells and looked at Aela who now had a full view of the figure. from what she could tell he was wearing Vampire armor. but had gold shoulder guards on. and a black cape flowing behind him. he wore steel plate guantlets and boots. and a black hood covering his head. the face was pale and eyes red as blood and a small amount of chin hair was visible. "hello again Companions." he said drawing his sword. but in an instant the locks were all slashed off freeing the three warriors. "ill give you this one option leave before i kill you three." the Vampire said turning away. Farkas gritted his teeth and drew his sword and Vilkas did the same.

the Vampire quick as lightning dodged the slash of both swords and in a flash was behind them. before they could react they were both blasted with a bright light and fell to the ground paralyzed. the Vampire turned just in time to dodge and arrow from Aela. she grabbed another arrow and aimed it at the Vampire. "die monster." she let it go only for the vampire to catch it and toss it aside. she was about to grab another before the vampire grabbed her arms and threw her against the wall. at once her arms were at her back and the katana was placed at her neck. She struggled to move against her assailant only to not move even an inch. "do your worst Vampire my comrades will avenge me if i die." there was a silence until the vampire put the blade away. instead the back of Aelas head was grabbed and pulled into a kiss. she stiffened for a moment there was no taste of blood but of mead and wine. the kiss broke and she was dropped. she looked at the ground her head spinning. finally the vampire spoke. "im warning you now Aela leave now. i may have broken my promise tonight. but i swear next time the next time i see you i will keep my word and kill you."

Aela winced. she looked at the Vampire who pulled down his hood. tears swelled up in her eyes. her heart was pounding and her breath grew heavy. standing in front of her was martin.

to be continued.