So I named all my chapters…yay! This is Rallying the shadow it was going to be Dawnguard but I included the Companions oh yeah! Sorry but I kinda love em' Ok the start is a little rocky but hang in there.
I found Azurite where I left her. Quickly administering the cure she came to, her emerald green eyes opening with a dazed haze clouding them. She almost immediately relayed a message that the Night Mother had given her "The sanctuary, it's been attacked! Azurite has seen it! Vampires and the one called Harkon! We must seek out the ones that call themselves the Dawnguard and Mother said you would know a group of dogs…?" I blinked as those words were
spoken in a rush, her green eyes wide. But I knew it had to be true, where else would she have learned the name Harkon? But I had to take a deep breath before I accepted it fully. The sanctuary attacked? Now of all times?
After the small Khajiit calmed down she asked me many questions, about how I was a vampire, I explained that it was personal, and several others the only important one being, "Who is Harkon exactly?"
I answered "Harkon is a pure blooded vampire lord, meaning he had been gifted with vampirism from Molag Bal and is incredible powerful compared to vampires like Babette and Vincente. He leads a group called the Volkihar vampire clan. He used to be a powerful king. Even then he ruled with an iron fist, the penalty of breaking his rules is death. He stops at nothing to get what he wants. He has even gone as far as to turn his back from his own wife and daughter. He actually plans to kill his daughter based on some prophecy, Tyranny of the Sun. It will block out the very sun, creative name right. He needs a sacrifice of a daughter of Coldharbor, two elder scrolls and my bow."
"Azurite wonders what is so special about your bow." the khajiit asked carefully, still running her scrutinizing eyes over me. I had to admit that not a single persons eye had ever put me to unease me as much as hers.
"My bow's name is Auri-El's bow, another very creative name." I said with a small smile the sarcasm in my voice hiding my nervousness that she would no longer wish to have anyone who brought such trouble around her "The elves say that Auri-El carried it into battle and it holds power of the sun," at her confused face I explained further "Auri-El is their name for Akatosh. The bow literally is light to vampires.'' I passed my hand over the bow and it changed, glowing brightly like the sun as if saying "I'm near a vampire let's kill it!"
"What of these…dogs?" she asked next
"The companions, of that I have no doubt. We must set out immediately."
"I cannot go into city. I will take care of Night Mother, my duty. I will go to Dawnguard for you." I gave her a sad nod and she paused "This one wonders if you know of someone to be protected? Someone for Shadow?"
"I don't understand." I said confused.
"Someone you wish not to die in battle, I leave you Shadowmere for them. She protects with her immortal life, she can never die." I understood then, Shadowmere was her prized possession and her way of telling me that we were still friends and I could count on her to remain as such.
"Thank you Listener." I said exiting the old sanctuary alongside her to see Shadowmere waiting.
"Think nothing of it. Meet Dawnguard tomorrow at castle. They already plan to attack, we just have to get them to accept dogs." She said and I grinned at the dog part and her obvious lie. I needed to hide the panic that hid within. Vampires sometimes formed…certain bonds with some things or some ones. Mounting the horse I set off for Whiterun were with a tremble I knew who I would have to face and who I would lend Shadowmere to.
(Journey to Whiterun!)
The tall walls loomed in front of me and I sighed the smell of werewolf already confronting my nose. Striding in I felt the tingle of the sun on my skin but in life as I had been no stranger to the divines and that served me well in my unlife. I had been a… not priest, more like champion, of Auri-El. The sun harmed me as much as it harmed a mortal. That was why I could handle his bow and walk undeterred in the light. Breathing in I walked up the steps of Jorvaskar, it was an upside down ship in my opinion. Pushing open the doors I saw all eleven of the Companions sitting around a table. My eyes rested on one, he was tall, with sandy blonde hair and sparkling blue-silver eyes, Landerath, Lan for short. The one called Skjor jumped up snarling "This is no place for your kind beast of the night! The only of your kind we allow are those who are true warriors and do not prey on the weak!" Kodlak raised his head glancing at Lan. Our sents must have given us away.
Lan's nostrils flared and he stood up abruptly his head turning sharply to look at me. Stalking over to me like a cat stalking a mouse, or more accurately a wolf stalking a deer he glared at me in disbelief. Skjor smirked and sat down to watch what he thought was a soon to be show. I noticed that the companions were preparing for something, they were all werewolves except for Kodlak. Kodlak having been cured by Lan as well as having his life saved from a silver hand blade by the same. Their eyes flickering from me to Lan. Lan lowered his head and growled "What in oblivion are you doing here Lilium?"
I had expected anger but not the hate that rolled off of him making everyone in the room stiffen. "You know this…thing?" asked the girl Aela.
"Do I?" he said looking at me.
Perhaps the Night Mother had been wrong and I should not have come. But I was not about to back down now "There was a time where you knew that you did not need to ask that question for the answer is the same now and always, dog." I growled searching his eyes. I found anger and hate but I realized that they were not directed toward me. He is stance was wary like something was weighing on his soul. His eyes were widened slightly like he was sad or missing something. "You know about the vampires Landerath, do we kill this one or is she a replacement for the other?" asked some dark elf.
Lan grinned relaxing "That is disgusting, and I don't need a replacement Athis. And I would trust her with my life and all of yours." He said going to sit down and they all looked confused he smirked as Aela's jaw dropped and Skjor snarled a little. I swore Skjor murmured that he might as well stab them all right now.
"Why are you here?" he asked face serious again "It has been a long time, why now? It must be pretty important."
"Why would you help her?" asked a Nord with ear length black hair, the man next to him must have been his twin.
"Lilium?" he asked ignoring the other man.
"Tomorrow." I said "I sent someone to ask them for help, that tells you how important this is."
Lan stiffened "That's suicidal! Harkon will rip you and the Dawnguard apart!"
"If I don't go I think… my soul will die." I said cryptically but he would know what I meant.
"Lan care to explain? The Dawnguard will not allow us." said Aela.
"Yes they will, I will not ask you to go but I am going and I will fight this battle for my sister," he gestured to me "till my last breath."
"You'll be fighting for your kin, your pack." Said the twin with longer hair he nodded "We will come." he said without even glancing to the shorter haired one but I saw only agreement in his eyes as both the twins nodded.
"So will me and Aela, I'm not missing a good battle." Said Skjor, but he shot be a distrusting glare.
"So will we." Said a small group at the edge of the table, I had a feeling that they were lower ranking than the rest in the pack.
"You're all coming aren't you?" said Lan grinning. A loud aye shook the room and I grinned. My brother fit in well with this pack of dogs.
"Old times then? Two of us against a bunch of vampires?" he said and I shook my head giving an exasperated sigh. My brother was a complete idiot for someone of his age.
"You know, one of us could die, right little brother?" he snorted shaking his head he whispered as the companions "If it were not so what would be the fun of that?"
"you're as bad as ever." I grumbled but I couldn't help the spark of hope that rippled through my chest.
"I haven't seen you in a few hundred years!" he grinned though his voice then dropped down "By the way by the smell of it when you said soul I'm assuming you meant heart?" I nodded "Tell him to watch his back if he ever hurts my sister." I rolled my eyes but I kept telling myself that I would get to have that conversation. He would not be dead when I got there. The worst part was that I felt no guilt that my heart was putting Vincente's life first and not my "families."
"We've got some catching up to do." Said my brother leading me out into the dusk air.
"We've got to make sure we get sleep to, tomorrow is a battle." I said.
"To win or die. We are gathering the wolves even now." My brother said."I guess I must tell you about my relations with the Dawnguard. They'll be so happy that I've come."
"Oh?"
"They may sort of have named me their champion."
I laughed "Don't forget the grand entrance. By the way I have something for you…"
