Author's Note: I do not own Skyrim. That is all, no witty remark or nothing this time folks. Just read, review and enjoy. Oh, and if you have any suggestions…..or find any grammatical errors, please let me know.
So, we got the stupid Elder Scroll. As it turns out, not only was it the one we needed to bring big black down, but also the one we need to stop Serana's father. Bingo, two birds with one stone. And with Serana always being at the top of my mind, we, and by we I mean me, decided to go and stop her father.
We brought the scroll back to Fort Dawnguard for the moth priest to read it for us. However when we went to him with it, the first scroll had rendered him blind. Well shit. There went that idea right? Nope. Turned out he knew of another way. We had to go to this hole in the ground and find these specific moths, you know the reason they are called "moth" priests, and by using this special bark, I was able to attract them to me and using their "cosmic" powers, I was able to read the scrolls and get the information we needed. Said information led us on a wild goose chase to the Druadach Mountains.
I feel bad because it seems like all we do is go underground and I know Serana is tired of caves and dungeons. She wants to see the wonders of Skyrim. I honestly don't know if there is such a thing, but dammit I will find something.
I honestly think that out of all the women who have passed through my life, she is the only one who has truly captured my attention. I do believe this should be considered ironic. The person who lost her family to a vampire and became a vampire hunter for the sole purpose of getting revenge for them has fallen stupidly head over boots for one of the blood-suckers, and one of vampire royalty at that. The heart is one twisted, deceitful organ.
Back on topic, we had made into the cave I had seen in my visions and made it through to find a Snow Elf. I do not mean a Falmer in the sense we know of either. He was an untainted Snow Elf, possibly the last one too. His name is Gelebor by the way. This Gelebor guy told us that Auriel's Bow is in the chantry in the inner sanctum but he asked us to kill his brother, Arch-Curate Vyrthur, while we were there because he was corrupt by the "Betrayed" (which is the name he gives the Falmer we know) and that he is not as he once was.
It seemed like he almost pitied his brother and was asking us to put him out of his misery. I almost feel bad for the poor guy. Last of his race, that are sane anyways, and his own flesh and blood has to be killed. I know from reading tomes I have found that the snow elves did a lot to my race in the past, but come on! It just seems a bit harsh that I will have to make him quite literally the last known pure snow elf.
Morbid speak aside, when me and Serana got through the maze of caves we found ourselves in what only could be described as the most enchanting place in all of Tamriel. Almost every inch of it was covered with snow and ice, but not like if you were in Winterhold. There were beautiful waterfalls and the wild life had black coats with white spots. I had never seen something so spectacular in all my life. Me and Serana climbed to the edge of the highest waterfall and just stood in awe. She told me she was glad I was here with her to see something like this and grabbed my hand. She smiled at me so sweetly. And like always when we are having a seemingly perfect moment, we were attacked. Not by a dragon this time, but by a horde of Falmer. I will never forget that grin though from when she let go of my hand and pulled out her sword.
We traveled in that little valley, her sword in her hand and my axes in mine, killing Falmer, slaying Frost Giants (who had these weird gem things on them too), battling twin dragons, and filling the damn ewer that Gelebor gave me with water from the wayshrines.
When we FINALLY arrived in the Inner Sanctum, Vyrthur was waiting for us. He gave this little speech and kept sending his frozen Falmer minions to attack me and Serana. Come on, seriously? We just slew a shit ton of these bastards that were thawed, plus five frost giants and two dragons. But I guess when you're mad you tend to not think about these things.
Once we shattered the last of the frozen ankle biters as well as the frost atronach, the rat-bastard brought the ceiling down on us , and it briefly caused me to black out. When I came to, he was nowhere to be seen, but at least Serana was okay. She was kneeling over me, concern etched into her face. After helping me, as embarrassing as that is, to my feet, we rushed the balcony where Vyrthur had fled and he reveled some interesting things to us.
It was clear that he was still crazed, because he was spitting out nonsense like getting revenge on a god, but it wasn't the Falmer who had corrupt him. He was bitten by one of his initiates, who as it turns out, was infected with Sanguinare Vampiris. Yep, he was a vampire, who also put out a prophecy about Auriel's Bow and a Daughter of Coldharbor so he could get revenge on Auri-el (also known as Akatosh) for forsaking him and leaving him to turn into a demon of the night, a spawn of Molag Bal, a leech.
Honestly, I can do this all day, though I shouldn't because of Serana. I know it isn't her fault; she became a vampire out of force. And if I ever come face to face with Molag Bal, I'm going to kick him in his daedric balls and then take his monstrous head as a present for Serana. Maybe I will mount it on my wall. Or not, that might be too traumatic for Serana. Think I will just burn the damn thing, maybe his entire body.
There I go, getting off topic, again. After telling us all this Serana got pissed and lifted the fool off the ground and man, in which she is sweet and gentle around me so I never thought she had such strength. It was honestly kind of, never mind. Don't know why I even started to tell you any of that. I can't really tell you what all she said as I was too busy gawking, but I do know she dropped him like a sack of potatoes and shortly after we obliterated his annoying ass. All powerful vampiric snow elf my ass. He barely put up a fight.
His brother made his way over to us afterwards and we were able to retrieve Auriel's bow, which is surprisingly light by the way, and then he did some weird voodoo or something on the elven arrows I had collected to where when fired from the bow will explode on contact with the power of the sun. I guess you know what we are resting for now huh?
Tomorrow we will make our way back to the Dawnguard and then we go to face her father. I think the realization of all this is finally starting to sink in for her too. She seems, well, she's not all here right now if you catch my meaning and I am quite worried about her. I know she is a pure-blooded vampire and just a day ago I witnessed her holding a guy up by the collar of his armor, but I still worry about her. She even asked if I would stay by her side tonight.
I guess even killing the guy who was single-handedly responsible for tearing her family apart did not help ease the pain of what she has been through and what she will have to do. And I know I lost my parents and all, but I could never imagine having to deal with what she is going through. I'm not even all excited that I get to sleep with Serana in my arms tonight.
In truth, I am feeling rather sick and not looking forward to the coming days. Will she hate me when this is all over with? Will she blame me for her father's death? Will she even want to continue to be around me? Or will the mere sight of me be too much for her? I am not looking forward to the coming day when I will find the answer to these questions.