The group of vampire hunters watched in silence as the lid to the black coffin which had opened slightly, but not enough to reveal its occupant. A single bony hand reached through the crack and grasped the lid and pushed it open. Each of them readied whatever weapons they held, from crossbows to swords and in Karl's case a large hammer. Inside stood a being that closely resembled a draugr, the difference being its shriveled eyes were bright red and even from where he stood Agmaer could see its fangs.

As the water surrounding the coffin poured in, the vampire let out a blood chilling screech. Steam was rising from around its feet, which were under the water. The noise startled all of them, and caused Swings-His-Sword to fire his crossbow before Elara had given the order. With a dull thud it buried itself into the chest of the ancient being, and the Argonian gave a triumphant shout. "Did you see that?" he said in his raspy accent, "I got it! Right in its heart!" The rest of them continued to watch though, as the vampire slowly looked to the steel bolt embedded in its chest and with a single pull, tore it out and snapped it in half. The area where the bolt had been looked unharmed

"Damn, ready your crossbows and fire!" Elara commanded, summoning a ball of blue magefire from her staff. They launched their attack, but the monster was much faster than they thought it would be. It quickly jumped to avoid their projectiles, and in the blink of an eye, jumped up from the shallow water and stood a few feet away. Karl and Sven didn't waste a second, each drawing their great weapon and charging towards the beast. Agmaer simply stood there frozen in fear at the being before him.

It was like he was trapped in a nightmare, watching the scene before him like it was happening in slow motion. It dodged the blow from Karl's hammer and leapt over Sven as he made a horizontal swipe. After landing behind Sven it plunged its clawed hand deep into the Nord's back.

"NO!" cried his twin Karl, who rushed at the beast. Swings-His-Sword and Relmyna had reloaded now and were firing bolts at the vampire, but none of them hit him for he pulled Sven in front of him and used their comrade as a shield.

"Damn you coward! Fight like a man!" shouted Relmyna as she abandoned her crossbow and drew a war axe. The vampire laughed, a short raspy barking sound and plunged his fangs into Sven's neck causing the man to scream in pain. He then threw the hunter with terrible strength, right at Karl who was now withing swinging distance. The force sent him and his deceased brother into a wall with a sickening crack. Elara began to fire spell after spell, causing eruptions of bright light and flame to appear throughout the room. Relmyna and Swings-His-Sword began to attack the vampire, but he dodged each swing with little effort. Finally a ball of blue fire slammed into the undead, causing him to stagger.

"Now! Don't let him recover!" shrieked Elara, readying another spell. Relmyna swung her axe down and it buried into the shoulder of the beast, but he swung out at her and knocked her off down. The Argonian saw an opening and went to plunge his sword into the vampire's chest, but his sword was knocked aside and he was grabbed by the throat. It pulled the axe buried into its shoulder out and brought it down on the lizard's head splitting it in two.

"Fuck! Why won't this thing die!" Shouted Elara, who fire a bolt of lightning with each word. Once again though, the vampire leapt out of harms way, this time landing right in front of the mage. He broke her staff in two then drove it into her throat. She fell to the ground clutching the protruding piece of the staff and trying to heal her self. The vampire laughed again and was now reaching down towards her only to be knocked aside as a massive black mass collided with him. It was Relmyna, but her appearance was slowly changing. Fur sprouted from her shin and her armor began to tear. By the Gods she's a were wolf! Though Agmaer, who finally began to think they would have a chance. Relmyna finished her transformation and let out a howl that echoed through the room, causing Agmaer to drop to the ground covering his ears. As he began to get up he heard a snarl. Relmyna was standing right in front of him, but her eyes were wild. He didn't think she could tell between friend and foe any more. He scrambled to get up and find his axe that he dropped. When he picked it up he held it with both hands in front him and said, "HA!" The were wolf swung and he was stuck in the shoulder, then she tackled him. Pinned to the floor he had no way to stop her from tearing into his shoulder with her fangs, he could feel his bone breaking with a crunch and watched as his arm, his right arm, was torn from his body and swallowed whole.

This was it, everyone was dead or dying. Relmyna was going to eat him alive and then probably eat what was left of their group. Damn it. He thought My whole life has added up to nothing. I thought if I could be a member of the Dawnguard that I could make a difference. I just wanted to protect the people of Skyrim, to save them. How stupid, to think I could save anyone. I couldn't even save myself or the others. Relmyna was getting ready to take another swipe at him. He accepted his fate, and closed his eyes as he waited for his end.

Except it didn't come. He heard a rattle and the crushing weight of the werewolf was pulled off of his chest. He opened his eyes and managed to turn his head enough to see where she went. In his panic to escape from Relmyna he completely forgot about the vampire. It looked different from a few moments ago. Its skin was still paler than snow, but its wispy strands of hair were now longer, and he had more of it. The vampire was also less shriveled looking, he was still far more thin than any human, but it looked less like a draugr than it did before. hanging in front of the vampire was Relmyna, the silver chains that once held up the coffin were now wrapped around her neck and keeping her suspended in the air. She struggled to break free of the chains, but silver is just as damaging to werewolves as it is to vampires. The leech picked up Swings-His-Sword's silver longsword off the ground and began to stab Relmyna repeatedly with it. Soon she lay still and the ancient vampire buried the sword up to the hilt in her stomach.

Agmaer's eyes began to close as the vampire approached him. He had bled out for too long and was losing consciousness. The last words he heard were deep and soothing, "Sleep now, awaken as a new being." and his world faded to black.