Author Note: Hey guys! So I decided to write a new story. I really love the Dawnguard, so I wanted to write a story that had something to do with them. This story will start out kind of slow, but no worries, it still will have lots of action. I hope you guys enjoy!

Jess felt a light shove on her shoulder, she turned over on onto her back. Her Jade colored eyes opened and she saw a familiar pear of sliver eyes staring into her's.

"Time to wake up whelp, did you get my sword sharpened?"

Jess pushed the man away from her side. She pushed herself off of the bed and onto her feet. She bent down and pulled the sword out from under her bed. She looked up at the man and place the sword into his hands.

"Here it is. I hope you don't mind if I sharpened it myself, Eorlund was to busy to deal with your petty errands."

Jess looked across the room and saw Njada covering her mouth with her right hand, trying not to laugh.

"Oh wow, Vilkas looks like she put you in your place."

Jess couldn't help but smile at Njada's comment. She knew that Vilkas was unsure of her and that he has probably seen his fair share of others walk into the compainons, then go and get kicked out. He was only testing her and that was all.

"Both of you are just whelps and that's all you'll ever be until you learn some respect."

"I may not respect you Vilkas, but I know why you made me run your petty errand. You're smart not trust anyone."

With that Jess walked out of the room and left Vilkas standing there. This man underestimated her, but she was more then willing to show him that he was wrong. Jess had been killing Vampires since as long as she can remember. Isran was the one who saved her from an attack on her village when she was only a few months old. The man was something else, that's for sure. He was tough, cold and unforgiving. Even though he was cold, he still raised Jess and took care of her. His hatred for vampires was apart of him and he would kill every last one of them, given the chance. He said it made him strong and Jess took after him. She never trusted anyone and she never let her guard down, whether it be vampire or man. As Jess walked up the stairs of Jorrvaskr, she bumped into the red headed Nord that she remember meeting yesterday.

"Jess, I know that you just joined but I see a lot of potential in you. I known it's early, but come with me and Vilkas today for a job. We'll be clearing out a bandit camp. We leave after the morning meal."

Jess smiled at the tall Nord women and nodded her head.

"Sure, I'll go with you guys."

"That's the spirit, now come it's time for breakfast."

Vilkas mumbled under his breath as he put his armor on. This women really did know how to pick her enemies. He would make her pay for making him look weak in front of the other Whelps. Who did she think she was? Vilkas had been at Jorrvaskr since as long as he can remember. She knew nothing of a warrior's life. He did however, over hear Alea taking about her last night to Skjor.

"She's a vampire hunter, she has potential."

Alea had told Skjor. Vilkas almost always trusted Alea's judgment, but she was wrong about Jess.

"Vilkas?"

Vilkas let out a deep sigh as he heard the sound of his Brothers voice.

"Brother, what is it?"

Vilkas watched as his Brother closed the doors to his room and walked closer to him.

"Alea wanted me to tell you that, Jess is going with you both to clear out the bandit camp."

Vilkas bit his lower lip and gritted his teeth together. "What was it about jess that made him so angry?"

"What, she's new. Why would she come along?"

Farkas shrugged his large shoulders.

"I don't know, I'm just telling you what Alea told me. Why do you have something against her?"

Vilkas turned to his brother and crossed his arms against his chest.

"She just comes walking in hear and then she joins us. I trust Kodlak and his judgment, but maybe he's wrong about this outsider."

"Vilkas, there's no reason to be mad. She has shown her skill and she even sharpened your sword, just giver her a chance."

Vilkas lips formed into a smirk and he raised his right eyebrow at his brother.

"Easy for you to say. You spent almost all night talking to her and you looked like a lovesick fool."

Vilkas watched as his Brothers face flushed over in a bright shade of red.

"She's really nice and she has some really cool stories about killing Vampires."

Vilkas pushed past his brother and walked into the basement hall way of Jorrvaskr.

"Brother you are a fool, someone like that does not kill Vampires."