Okay. So, this came into my head, and I was intending to have Lina be the ultimate evil kind of leader by Harkon's side, and I hope that she will co-operate with this idea soon, this was not as... feral and violent as I had hoped she would be, but I hope to change that in the coming chapters. :)

The vampires I had encountered in my time traversing Skyrim were not difficult to find again. Each had promised me their allegiance, and, through me, the Volkihar clan. I went to Solitude first, quickly and smoothly dodging the residents of the city easily, though the call of their blood was almost too difficult to avoid. I made it to the Blue Palace only seconds after I had slipped through the large doors of the city, having used my newly found power of invisibility to assure none of the people in the city knew I was there, running through the streets faster than usual.

Sybille Stentor was the only member of court not in her chambers when I entered the Palace, and of course the other members of court were deep asleep, though it was barely midnight. Sybille stood by the throne, clearly deep in thought, though she knew I was there. I could tell and I waited impatiently by the stairs. After a few moments, she turned to me, her eyes blazing almost blood red.

I stepped forward. "The Volkihar have been attacked, Sybille. Every one of the Volkihar court. Dead. We have what we need to finally stop the Dawnguard and rule Skyrim. Will you join us?" I said, as quietly as I could without taking away the deeply rooted fury burning through me.

Sybille simply grinned, her sharp incisors growing as she did so and her eyes shone bright. "I will join you sister." She tipped her head back, lifting her hands by her sides, and I watched as the powerful vampire's glamour fell and the youthful woman stepped forward, clad in the armour she had kept hidden for nearly 20 years in court. "It feels good to once again embrace my gift."

I smiled at her, glad that my old friend would join us in our fight. "Thank you. We will convene at Volkihar Keep. I must now leave to gather the rest of our… friends." My grin grew, showing her my own teeth as I turned and left the Palace, once again using invisibility to run through the city and leave via the gates.

Movarth's Lair. I had not ventured to the cave in a number of years. I entered the hole in the rock, unaccustomed to conditions such as these. Movarth himself kept only a small number of vampires under his watch, but a relatively large selection of humans to feed from, having given up attempting to take Morthal.

I walked through the corridors of the cave, barely even taking notice of the pitiful company Movarth seemed to have gained. I strode into the main chamber, finding Movarth sat in his feeble throne, as per usual, with Alva and Sera, the twins, stood at his sides, Laelette, Alva's lackey stood by her 'master's' side, faithfully, almost like a dog. I stood tall, and addressed the leader of this group directly.

"Movarth Piquine." I said, taking a step forward, felling the uneven ground below my boots. "I come here with news. The Volkihar clan has been attacked. Most of the court, destroyed. Harkon has called for all vampires under his command to convene at Volkihar Keep." I tipped slightly forward, smiling a little, noticing the hostility brewing within the 4 vampires in the room. "At the earliest convenience, of course." I stood again, tall, knowing that my place at Volkihar Keep and my connection to Harkon himself frightened them.

Movarth stood from his chair, standing proud on the elevated dirt. "You have our support." He bowed. I nodded in return and turned from him, striding quickly through the corridors, eager to leave.

Dawnstar, a small town. Cold and not very friendly at all, not that that even mattered at all. I found the Black Door and entered the Sanctuary easily, remembering a time when the place had been my home. I steeled myself and walked down the stairs, finding the very person I was looking for standing in a doorway, hands on her barely there hips. I grinned at the little girl, stepping forward. She moved out of my way slowly, allowing me entrance to the open area. I looked to my right, seeing a familiar face. The Night Mother, of course. I heard 5 heartbeats in the sanctuary and looking sceptically at Babette. She shrugged at me and sat by a small table.

"I know you aren't here for a contract. You don't need us for that. Where is your master? Still at the castle, sending you to do the dirty work?" The young girl taunted. I turned to her quickly, furrowing my brow a little.

"Watch your words, little child. Wouldn't want you to end up like one of your precious targets now would we?" I responded, biting down now tongue as I finished, showing her my teeth. She sat back in the chair and I linked my hands over my belly as I spoke. "Harkon has called for all vampires under his command to conve…" I was stopped as she began to talk, I raised my eyebrows at the girl, not accustomed to the treatment I was receiving, but she carrying on regardless.

"But I am not under his command am I? In fact, the Volkihar leader detests me and my… youth." She said the last word with such distain. I took a deep breath, though I did not need it at all and looked at her pointedly, knowing that she knew I was not in the mood to 'mess around'. "Very well. Proceed."

"Thank you ever so kindly." I said, noting the response as she regarded my sarcasm. "Harkon may not agree with your existence, but he values your… methods, and, apparently, you would be a valuable asset to the current cause. Our court has almost been eradicated, but for myself and Harkon, and we feel, as a response, that it is time to take the fight back to the Dawnguard, and eventually rule Skyrim. Perhaps even Tamriel. Should you decide you would join us, we are convening at Volkihar Keep as soon as possible." I nodded at the young vampire girl and turned, leaving the girl sat in her chair and the Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, knowing that I may, very well, never see it again.

Travelling south was tediously boring, though I made good time and arrived at Half- Moon Mill merely 2 days after being in Dawnstar, stopping to feed, quite ravenously, on two bandits travelling west. I revelled in the strength the feed gave me and ran even faster towards the mill, finding Hert stood outside waiting for me as I arrived, not looking pleased at all. Stopping barely 3 feet away from her, I stood, as I had done with the others, hands knotted over my belly, legs together, head held high.

"Hert. As a former Volkihar vampire yourself, you knew this day was bound to arrive sooner or later. Lord Harkon requires your presence at the Keep to attend to a VERY pressing matter." The woman simply nodded and turned from me, clearly having agreed to go to Volkihar Keep, but oh so very obviously making it clear that she was to leave later. I blinked at the door she had shut, shrugged and turned heading South East, reaching Bloodlet Throne barely hours later.

I made my way through the Stone building, finding Vighar, an older vampire than myself, sat, quietly drinking from one of his latest victims. I licked my lips and he offered me something to drink. I politely declined, deciding not to anger the vampire, knowing about his outbursts. He shrugged and waved.

"Yes, yes, I will join your plight. I knew you would come to me eventually and, this is the only reason you would do so by yourself, no?" I nodded. "As I thought. I shall join you at Volkihar Keep as soon as I am finished with this meal. Now… Get out." He said, digging back in to his meal. I nodded and turned away from the vampire, almost running back through the hallways, enjoying the fear that emanated from the older vampires lackeys as they recognised me. I left the building and was back at the Keep in another 3 days, back before sunrise. I was happy to find that all but Vighar were sat in the main hall, enjoying a feed on what was clearly a new set of cattle for us to enjoy, though Harkon, as he sat in his throne, observed each and every one of them with scrutiny, his eyes lingering on the 'young' assassin as his brow furrowed.

I walked through the room, taking my place at the head table. A place I had sat in countless time. I noticed the lackey, Laelette, watch my movements with utter surprise, clearly not knowing who I was in this clan. I bared my teeth to her and she went back to her meal quickly. I smiled and turned to Harkon who had watched the interactions in amusement.

"You may have to assert your dominance again dear." He said, quietly, so that the others could not hear. I grinned at the Vampire Lord and leaned up so that my lips were almost touching the tip of his ear. He shivered. I grinned at the movement.

"I shouldn't have to. These 'warriors' each know my name. That… girl, will not last long in this Keep if she continues to show me such disrespect." I hissed into his ear, smelling the desire flare in him. I grinned and stood, leaving the room via the stairs to the side, furious that the girl had shown such obvious disrespect in front of everybody. Harkon was right. She will be taught who's in charge around here.

Mkay, there we go. So. I know that, in the game, the majority of these vampires die, but I thought it would be good to involve them in this, so yeah and I introduced Sera, Alva's twin, and another of my OC's. I may or may not have plans for her. :)

Hahaha.