The fall and rise of a legend

by C-Darwin

Four years have passed since Joslyn defeated Alduin with the help of her constant companion Thorn and three have passed since they last saw each other. But soon Thorn gets a letter telling him to come to Whiterun saying that she has taken to drink for some reason. Now, fearing for his friend Thorn is determined to find out what is going on. Will eventually feature Dawnguard DLC.

6. Chapter 6

A/N Hey guys! Sorry it is another short chapter today. This is going to be my last update for a while though. School just started up for me, and I'm swimming for my school so I have to get up at 4:45 every morning for practice. I'll try to update as soon as I can, but it may be a while, sorry. :(

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"Where am I?" Thorn thought to himself as he awoke. "Ugh, Why does my head hurt so much? I really hope I didn't get drunk last night and. Oh gods" he thought suddenly remembering the black figure in Joslyn's house "Evelyn?" He cried out looking wildly around him. He stopped and truly took note of his situation. He was in a dark cage with three other people. His hands were bound behind his back, the cage itself was in a ruin of some kind, with what looked like an alter raised up in the center of the room and a balcony was over looking the far corner. There were about ten figures in the room total. One guarding the cell, eight were just standing around, looking like they were waiting on something, and a female archer on the balcony.

Suddenly, he heard one of the figures in the cage moan and attempt to rub their head only to realize their hands were tied. He thought the figure was female and figured it may be Evelyn so he attempted to crawl over while making as little noise as possible.

"Evelyn?" Thorn whispered

"Th-Thorn?" the figure replied "What happend? The last thing I remember was walking up the stairs inside Breezehome and then, nothing." Evelyn said confused

"I think we were ambushed." Thorn whispered trying to motion to Evelyn to keep her voice down.

"Why are you moving your hands like that?" Evelyn said loudly and obviously still trying to recover

"Shh!" Thorn said as he saw one of the figures in the room start to approach them. As the figure moved closer, Thorn saw its eyes were a glowing red color confirming what he already suspected. That their captors were the vampires Arein had warned them about.

"Ah, so our cattle has finally woken up, and just in time for the ceremony as well!" A cruel voice came from the figure

"What ceremony?" Thorn said angrily "What are you doing with us!?"

"Not with you," The figure chuckled "With the Dragonborn. She will finally become a child of the night. Just like Lord Harkon wanted her too." The figure said leaning into what little light was available revealing the face of a madman.