This is my first story and I would like as much feed back as I can get. Also this is an AU fic so some details have been altered from the game.

Step after step the grand city of Windhelm came in to view. It stood on the horizon with the sea at its side as grand as Lucien had led me to believe. I pulled my black hood up further in a failed attempt to shield myself from the morning sun's rays. As I approached the gate I was stopped by a guard. "Halt. What business de you have in the city, Traveler." "My business is my own, but worry not for I seek no trouble." "Very well, but we'll be keeping our eyes on you." I stepped into the city and began to walk towards the house of Aventus Arintino, a boy in need of our services. I crept into his house and I heard it: the beautiful cry, the symphony of death… The Black Sacrament. "The Night Mother has heard your plea young one." I said. "You…You're here! I can't believe it! The Black Sacrament, It worked It really Worked!" "Yes my child. Whose soul do you wish to send to Sithis?" I inquired "I'm all alone here. My parents…they died and I was sent to Honerhall. The woman there who runs it is named Grelod the Kind but she is not kind! She is cruel! I need you to go and… you know… make her go away." "This is certainly something I can do, however I must ask, how do you plan on rendering payment for this deed?" "I have this." The boy said while holding up an old vase "It's an old family heirloom supposed to be pretty valuable too." "Then it will be done. I shall return within a week and inform you of my success." "Thank You… Thank you, really I can't thank you enough!" "You are too kind, but now I must take my leave. Farewell Aventus." With this I left the boy as well as the city. Towards the stable I walked and took Shadowmere I thanked the stable hand for his service and deposited a few coins in his hand before taking off down the road.

I made my way to Riften, the city of thieves. The very smell of it churned my insides. I walked into the city and checked the sky. It was still dark but the aurora borealis were fading and I could see the sun's tendrils grasping at the edge of the world. The contract would have to wait until later. I entered the Bee and Barb Inn. It was cozy enough with its pine walls and warming lights. I strolled over to the argonian woman behind the counter. She had pale skin with a few crimson scales cupping her cheeks "What can I get you" she asked in a gravelly voice typical of the argonian population. "I would like to rent a room." "That'll be ten gold" she replied. I put my hand into the pocket of my robe and withdrew the necessary payment. "Here you are." "Great" she said sarcastically "First room on the left upstairs." I took my leave and entered my rented quarters.

As night fell and the moon awakened I rose from my sleep and exited the inn. Most people had already gone to their homes and the streets were clear. I snuck into the orphanage through a back window and then into Grelod's room. The old woman lay sleeping on a bed and as I approached I could hear her snoring. In a flash I clasped my hand over her mouth and in a voice as cold as the void I whispered "Aventus sends his regards" before digging my fangs into her neck. Her hot life essence filled my mouth and I drank eagerly. How delightful the blood of the elderly is. It is full of memories… memories of a full life, a life full of friends, family, love and hate. The woman struggled once more then relaxed as Sithis's hand guided her to the void. I left Riften that night and rode for Windhelm.

I reached Windhelm just as the sun was creeping into the sky. I quickly made my way back to Aventus's house to bring him the news of Grelod's demise. To say he was ecstatic would be an understatement. He gave me his heirloom and I took my leave. I walked along the cold stone steps but was stopped by a man in a full suit of black leather heavy armor. "The Dawnguard could use capable people like you." he said pointing to the dual katanas strapped to my back and the Blade of Woe I kept fastened at my side. "I'm sorry friend, but I am not interested in joining you." "Fine, fine that's what they all say but what will you do when a vampire is at your throat?" I was almost unable to contain myself and considered lowering my facemask, allowing him to see me for what I am. "I believe that in that situation I would be more than capable of protecting myself" the man sighed "We are facing an unprecedented threat! The vampires we are fighting are stronger than any I have seen before! We NEED the help of people who can hold their own against these fiends." At the mention of a new type of vampire I felt my self become intrigued but my own interest must come second to my responsibilities to the brotherhood. "I may consider helping you but at the moment I have more pressing matters." I lied "Well, If you do decide to help come here to Fort Dawnguard." He ordered while pointing to a spot on a map just South of Riften. With that I took my leave and rode out to my home and my family at the Dawnstar Sanctuary.