Alright, who thinks that once I finish reading all the warriors series, I should start a story on it? Oh, and whose a fan of the warriors? Comment, plz!

After painting the gates with blood, I noticed a large decrease in bandits, and a large increase in predators. My luck is wonderful, huh? And to top it off, Dorthe keeps on getting more aggressive. I try to talk to her and she snaps at me! if this gets out of hand, I may only have to choices. Run, or... no, I can't think abot that. If the time comes, I will run.

Anyway, at the moment, I'm fending off wolves, again! Dorthe is inside, doing... whatever she does when she is alone. Yesterday, it was a lot worse than wolves. A dragon. That's right, a dragon. The over grown winged argonian flew right onto Dragonsreach. I now have a pet dragon. Well, if you call trapping a dragon, then binding his mouth as having a pet dragon. A month before that, there had been another dragon. Right after I killed it, a strong wind pushed me over. And then I found these words engraved in the wall of what was once Breezehome. When I got near and read it, a strange feeling entered my mouth. I plan to ask the dragon about it. Dragons are wise, right? I just realized, I have been swinging at empty air for and hour...

Well, Dorthe is still being unpleasant. I might ask the dragon about that as well. Well, there he is. (He is a normal dragon) Time to ask him a question or two. Maybe three. Well, here goes nothing, I'm unbinding his mouth.

"Let me go, mortal!" He shouts immediately.

"Maybe if you answer my next to questions, I will." I reply. He seems to think for a bit.

"Fine. What do you want, fool?" He says.

"First off, whats this word mean, and why is it that every time I say it, even the air seems to shiver?" As I showed it to him, he gasped.

"Speak the word to me, quickly!" I Looked at him for a bit, puzzled. Finally, I spoke it. What happened next was... weird.

"I am yours to command, Dovakin." Said the dragon. I looked at him for a second, puzzled. After a inute or two, he spoke again.

"So you are Dovakin!" He said, almost triumphantly.

"Dovakin...? Wait, you mean a Dragonborn!?" I said, quite confused now.

The dragon sighed, and I just new that, mentally, a was calling me an imbecile. He blow a puff of smoke, then looked at me again.

"You said questions. What are the others?" He said.

"Do you know why my friend, Dorthe, is being... unpleasant?" I asked. He grumbled about my idiocy for a bit before answering.

"It's a female thing. How should I know what the problem is?" He said. I shrugged.

"Alright, I will release you now." I walked over to the trapping lever and pulled, raising the trap.

As soon as I walked back over to the dragon, Dorthe walked through the door holding two swords. the look n her eyes gave me the feeling that both were for me... but not to hold. I think the dragon came to the same conclusion, since he sighed and whispered, "Get on my back, quickly!" As soon as i turned toward him, Dorthe let out a cry for blood. I looked at her one last time. and that's when I noticed it. Her eyes were blood shot, and she had fangs. And she looked thirsty. I practically hurled myself onto the dragons back. As soon as I was on, he turned around, ran, and took off. I could here her cry of frustration. Before we were out of earshot, she yelled one thing.

"I will find you! Your blood will be mine!" That sent a shiver up my back. Dorthe was a vampire, that was for sure. And I believe I know how...

I had heard something outside. Me and Dorthe were on our way to check it out. We arrived at the bottom of the steps to find a bunch of vampires going through the wreckage. When Dorthe gasped, their attention was caught. The finksrst one laughed about a night time meal. They had charged us. We battled, knowing we could win. When we finished, we checked ourselves. I had not a scratch on me. dorthe said she hadn't, but the events that just happened told me that that was a lie.

I sighed, causing the dragon to glance back. "You OK?" He asked.

"Yeah, I guess. At least I'm alive." I said. He nodded.

"Sorry for being a bit... harsh. I was just frightened. You try getting trapped by a lower creature, and see how you feel." He said.

"Yeah, sorry about that. Thanks for saving me, by the way." I said.

"No problem. Whats your name, Dovakin?" He responded.

"I'm Jeremiah. Yours?" I asked.

"I'm Kun Yol Vrii, meaning Light Fire Scale. You can call me by just one of them if you like, though." He answered.

"Alright, Kun." I said, smiling, as we neared a cave.

So this was a good chapter. And by the way, that's the real meaning of the dragons name. look up a translator. I did... Btw, who thinks I should do a fan fiction story about some Na'vi.(If you don't know what that is, imagine the blue people from the movie avatar.) Well, bye!