An Everlasting Love
Fandom: Elder Scrolls (Skyrim with DLCs)
Author: CatandKaraForever
Rating: T
Genres: Romance, Adventure, Action, Fantasy
Allea's Point of View:
I turned to Serana as we sat in the wreckage of the Daedric camp.
"I need to tell you something. And please, just hear me out before you react."
"Ok," Serana said, evidently nervous, "What's up?"
"Once upon a time, I thought vampires were...abominations. That's why I killed my previous lover when she turned. Well, that and she attacked me. She had a rare strain of vampirism called Elsweyr Vampirism, and I barely got cured. Anyway, I used to think vampires were monsters. Then I met you, and I realized not all of them are. There are some, true, but there are always going to be some monsters in a race, it's just a fact of life," I said.
"You used to think of my race as monsters?"
"Yes. Now that I know you," I said with a smile, "I'm ashamed of myself for thinking it. In your heart, you are actually one of the most normal people I have ever known. You may not be physically normal, but in here," here I paused and patted her chest, "you are."
She smiled then leaned in and kissed me.
"I love you, Allea."
"I love you too, Serana."
I heard a bow twang, and an alarm went up. I turned, whipping my elven sword free of its scabbard.
"The Daedra are back! To arms! To arms! Wuld Nah Kest!"
I sped towards the gate, leaping through the air and kicking a Daedra back into the Oblivion gate. I slashed another Dremora's legs out from under it, following up with a quick stab to the throat. Blood sprayed from the wound, and a Daedra with an arrow protruding from its chest stabbed its dagger into my stomach. I cried out in pain as the blade sliced through my armor. I gasped and stumbled back as the Dremora ripped the barbed dagger free with a sinister smile on its lips. A dwarven arrow whistled over my head and buried itself in the Daedra's throat, killing it instantly. Serana dashed to my side, and gave me a potion, forcing it down my throat. I felt the wound heal, and she winked.
"I'll fix your armor later," she said, turning and firing a quick arrow through a Dremora mage's chest.
The Dremora staggered back, and she dashed up to it, slicing its throat with another arrow. She set the arrow to her bow's string and fired, dropping a charging bandit. A Daedric arrow buried itself in a guard's chest.
"We have to keep the Dremora away from the gates," I shouted, taking charge of the defending forces since Irileth was nowhere to be seen, "Shield wall there! in front of the drawbridge. Guards, raise the drawbridge! Flood the hole with fire!"
Farengar, who was standing on the wall with a staff, cast a wall of flames into the hole the drawbridge had been covering. A fireball blew a hole in Whiterun's walls, and the archers behind the barricades opened fire, their arrows finding their marks and dropping Dremora. A ball of ice flew from the roof of the guard barracks, striking down a Dremora. A single Daedra made it past the rest of the fighting, cutting down the guards at the barricades, and breaching the city. Jarl Balgruuf stood on the hilled path that ran down to the gates from the Drunken Huntsman, his sword drawn. The Dremora rushed him, and he swung his blade at the creature's neck. The Dremora deflected the blow, and Irileth leapt from the roof of the store, driving her blade through the Dremora's neck. The Dremora fell, clanking heavily to the ground. Irileth rolled to her feet, looking at the Jarl.
"Are you hurt, My Jarl?"
"No, I'm fine. Good job, Irileth."
"Everyone fall back to the walls," I ordered the forces at my command, "we must hold the gates!"
The entire defending force heeded my command, and surged inside.
"Farengar," the Jarl called, "can you put a magic wall spell on the gates so the Daedra can't get in? That Dremora destroyed the barricades."
"No, My Jarl, I do not know that spell! I think I have the tome in Dragonsreach, but I don't know how to cast it."
"Go get the tome, learn the spell. We can hold the gates, just don't take too long," Balgruuf ordered, and the mage nodded.
"Yes, My Jarl."
He climbed down, sprinting to Dragonsreach. The Whiterun guards continued to pour arrows into the surging Daedric ranks, driving them back. Unfortunately as we slaughtered the Daedra, more and more swarmed out of the Oblivion Gate.
"We have to close that gate," I shouted, tapping into the Thu'um to make my words louder.
"Yes, My Thane," Lydia said, "we must, or the Daedra will keep swarming until they overwhelm us."
"I'm going into Oblivion to close it. Who is coming with me?"
"I will," Serana said, "anyone else?"
"I will," Lydia said.
"I have to stay here and protect the Jarl, or I WOULD come," Irileth said.
"I'll come," Aela said.
"So will I," Ria said.
"You there, and you," Balgruuf said, "you go with them."
The guards nodded.
"Everyone else draw the Daedra off them!"
