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Author's Note: If you want good music for this fight: Phantom Blood: Jonathan Joestar Victory Theme is what I listened to while I wrote the last half.


Castle Chapel

Tucker and Serana burst through the doors, weapons drawn. They were met with a room that's aesthetic could only be described as professionally designed to be eerie and spooky. The room was as dark as a cavern despite having a few windows, there was a perpetual cloud of dust floating around the room, toward the back of the room was a fountain in the shape of Molag Bal spewing blood, and to top it off Harkon was floating in the middle of the room in his vampire lord form.

"So, you've returned. Is your…. pet keeping you entertained?"

He sneered at Tucker as he said this.

"You know why we're here."

"Of course I do. You disappoint me, Serana. You've taken everything I've provided for you and thrown it all away for this…. pathetic being."

"Provided for me? Are you insane? You've destroyed our family. You've killed other vampires. All over some prophecy that we barely understand. No more. I'm done with you. You will not touch him."

Serana positioned herself between Harkon and Tucker a bit more. Tucker noticed her wince a bit at the weight of what was under her cloak. He just hoped that Harkon hadn't seen it.

"So, I see this dragon has fangs. Your voice drips with the venom of your mother's influence. How alike you've become."

"No…. because unlike her I'm not afraid of you. Not anymore."

"And you. It appears I have you to thank for turning my daughter against me. I knew it was only a matter of time before she'd return with hatred in her heart."

"Hatred born of your neglect."

"A small price to pay for the betterment of our kind."

"Your kind is a blight on the world."

Tucker saw Serana's face shift for a second and felt incredibly guilty. Not the best choice of words on his part.

"Yes, yes. Always the noble vampire hunter. And what happens when you've slain me? Is Valerica next? Is Serana?"

"I would never harm Serana. She's too important to me."

"Then my daughter is truly lost. She died the moment she accepted a mortal into her life."

"Enough of this!"

"Yes, quite. I'm growing weary of speaking to you and my traitorous daughter. I'll give you a single chance to turn over the bow to me. There will not be a second."

"Never!"

"Very well! You leave me no choice!"

He blasted Tucker with his blood magic. Tucker brought up his shield and got as much of his body behind it as possible. It held, Harok managed to fire two more blasts before Serana's ice bolts forced him to focus on dodging. A few nicked him along his sides but none were managing to hit him directly. Tucker was amazed at the vampire lord's agility. How the hell was he going to get this guy. Harkon managed to fire off a shot and hit Serana with it. She let out a grunt and flew back, hitting the floor with an audible crack sound. Tucker threw aside his doubts and charged, screaming at the top of his lungs.

Harkon whipped around to see Tucker charging, he raised his hands but let out a scream as he was blasted with sunlight energy. Tucker quickly fired off three shots, each one managed to disorient him long enough for the following bolts to hit. Tucker ended the volley with Vampire's Bane, the large bolt hit Harkon squarely in the chest, causing a large explosion of light.

"ARRRRRRGH! YOU FILTHY-"

Blinded and confused, he was unaware of how much progress Tucker's charge had made, he was able to slash and land a blow on Harkon's leg. He screamed and dropped to the ground. Tucker readied to strike again but felt an impossibly powerful blow against his shield. Harkon followed up with another swipe of his left claw causing Tucker to leap back before his exposed side was sliced open. He bashed with his shield, causing Harkon to back away. He followed up with a quick stab, Harkon caught the blade in the middle with his hands, he quickly pulled both hands in opposite directions. The elven blade snapped like a twig. Tucker held his gasp, this thing was strong as hell. Harkon then slashed Tucker across the face. The helmet took the brunt but he still felt jarred from the impact. Harkon then kicked Tucker across the room.

"Gah!"

Tucker landed against a pillar and fell face first to the ground. The impact left him dazed and he coughed up what he assumed was blood. It began to slide down the inside of his helmet and down to his chin. He could hear Harkon stalking towards him and tried to get up but only stumbled and fell more as the floor continued to spin.

Serana could see her father stalking towards Tucker who was struggling to get up and was obviously winded. She put both her hands together and launched as powerful of a shard of ice as she could. She connected and Harkon screamed in rage as it impaled his shoulder. He whipped around and began to charge towards her. She started launching lightning with both hands as he charged at her. It slowed him a bit but not nearly enough.

He reached her and swiped with his right claw. She ducked out of the way. He followed up with a left swipe. She dodged yet again. She drew her knife and swung it, she got a slice across his arm. He growled with rage and quickened his pace. Serana, in turn, bobbed and weaved even faster, she sliced him across his other arm, against his side, across his bad shoulder, and she even managed to jab him in the ribs real quick. He howled as the knife plunged into one of his rib bones. The knife got stuck. She tried to pull it out but had to let go of the knife as he swung at her again.

Tucker finally managed to get to his knees and glanced where he heard the hissing of both Harkon and Serana. The two were a series of blurring motions, it was like a pair of sabre cats trying to kill each other. He gave Serana credit as being the civilized sabre cat with her punches and far less bestial form.

She was back to bobbing and weaving, having to rely on her fists now. A punch to the face, a punch to the bad shoulder that still had the ice bolt in it. She could see he was favoring the leg that Tucker had slashed. She looked at the ice bolt in his shoulder and the knife. The balcony was directly to the side of Harkon. She saw Tucker moving in the corner of her eye. Now was the time. She kicked the leg that was slowly oozing vampiric blood.

Harkon's leg crumpled and he was forced to balance on his good leg. He howled in pain. Serana quickly took hold of the knife in her left hand and the ice bolt in the right and placed her foot against his chest. She used the force to pull out the knife, swung along the ice bolt and used the swinging to do a flip onto the balcony just above them. The ice bolt tore out of his shoulder as she reached the peak of her flip. His already pained howling reached a pitch that was nearly glass shattering.

Tucker stared dumb-founded at the feat that he was certain only a master acrobat could complete. Serana snarled at him.

"Don't just stand there gawking! Blast him!"

She started running up the stairs to get out of range. Tucker put both his hands together to form as large a ball of light magic as possible and unleashed in on Harkon. The explosion was blinding but Tucker could hear Harkon's displeasure. He launched his blood magic at Tucker and transformed into bats, he flew to the altar. There he formed a strange red bubble around himself. To Tucker and Serana's amazement his wounds began to ooze less blood and flesh grew to cover the holes.

"He's healing! Quick! Use the bow!"

Tucker whipped out the bow, notched a sunhallowed arrow, and let it fly into Harkon. It got him in his bad shoulder and an explosion of light caused his bubble to literally pop. He roared in anger yet again.

"How DARE YOU!"

Tucker picked up his half broken elven blade and charged toward Harkon, screaming like a mad man. Harkon made no attempt to defend, he kept floating and merely pointed his arm at Tucker. Tucker was shocked when he began to float up in the air, paralyzed. Harkon's telekinetic powers were far greater than that of any mortal mage. He began to smash Tucker into a nearby pillar over and over again while laughing the whole time. His laughter was cut short as Serana jumped down from the balcony above, a shining blade in her hand. The blade slowly came down in a wide arc toward Harkon.

"GRAHHHHH!"

Harkon screamed loudly enough for one of the nearby windows to crack. His severed arm hit the floor at the same time Tucker did. Serana gritted her teeth as she ran over to hand the blade to Tucker.

"Here, I have my dagger. That thing burns far too much for me to use."

"Thanks for carrying it. I knew he'd be surprised if you had it."

Tucker took Dawnbreaker from Serana, who quickly removed the specialized gloves she had to wear to wield it without burning off her hands. Tucker tried not to use Dawnbreaker around Serana but he knew that this was the kind of fight he'd want to have it just in case.

Harkon stared at his stump arm and laughed.

"Serana! Perhaps you truly have become a vampire hunter. That blade has killed more of our kind than the Dawnguard in their entire history. It seems as though you wield it well."

She made no reply, just drew her dagger. Tucker readied his sword and shield. They stood side by Harkon sneered at them both.

"How sweet. The vampire hunter and the vampire that wants to help the little mortals. A team until the end. Perhaps even more."

Yet again the pair stayed silent, watching him as he floated back and forth. He had lost a lot of blood and was beginning to slur his speech. He was weakening. If they could just wait for him-

Harkon swung his remaining hand out and over, slinging Serana up and across the room. Tucker glanced for a moment as Serana went flying. This would prove to be a fatal mistake as Harkon lunged forward and sliced him across the stomach then the face. This claw swipe knocked off his helmet and cut open half of his face. Blood spurted out as he fell and rolled down the stairs, caking them in his own blood. Serana saw him go down and let out a loud shriek. Harkon laughed maniacally as his daughter ran to the fallen hero. With a quick bolt of blood magic he knocked her down yet again. Her head hit the wall, causing blood to spurt out as she cut it open. The world began to spin and grow dimmer. Harkon continued to laugh hysterically.

Despite the concussion and how close she was to passing out Serana forced herself to stand up. Harkon stopped laughing and clicked his tongue.

"Oh, dear daughter. Please, don't embarrass yourself. The two of you together might have had a slight hope against me but on your own neither of you could ever best me. Even with one arm tied behind…. well gone I suppose. Please, just give up. You removed my arm and have come closer to killing me than any other over these eons. Accept your defeat graciously."

Serana started walking towards Tucker again. Yet again her father blasted her back.

"Just give up! What do you think you could do to defeat me. You're nearly dead."

Serana glanced down at her wounds and torn clothes. She hadn't realized that he had gotten a few claw swipes in. He was right. She couldn't win. She couldn't save Tucker. She had never even gotten the chance to tell him how she felt. The world was getting darker. Maybe she should just give in. Her eyes felt so heavy. Just take a second, she could always meet Tucker in the life after-

"NO! NOT TODAY!" Serana was surprised by the power of her own voice.

Harkon merely sneered at her.

"Very well. Then let us end this dear dau-"

He paused as Serana's body began to shift and convulse. Her head lolled back. Her fangs began to grow larger. Her spine started to grow and her limbs began to lengthen and grow in size. Claws sprouted from her fingers. Her body turned red and a black mist formed around her until finally her wings burst out. Serana sneered back at Harkon in her vampire lord form.

"My, my! It has been too long since I've seen you use your true form! You really do care for this mortal."

"You will not touch him!"

Serana charged forth and tackled her father. He was caught off guard as she began to hack and slash into his already torn body. Despite her wounds Serana powered through, she had the advantage in this bestial mode. Her father had only one arm whereas she had two. Harkon tried to fight back as she viciously clawed, smacked, and bit him. The pair were truly like wild sabre cats.

Harkon knew that he would lose this battle. He shifted to blood magic and created a blast that tore the pair apart. His daughter was not to be stopped though. As soon as she stopped sliding away she charged once more slinging blood magic as Harkon ran back towards the stairs to the altar. He ignored the pain as his blood and life was snapped away by the area effects of the spells and focused on his prize: Tucker.

He picked up the limp body and held his neck close to his fangs. Serana paused. She could still hear an extremely faint heartbeat from Tucker. Harkon had his fangs at the ready to plunge into his throat.

"Stay right where you are or I'll drink him dry."

Serana paused.
"Good, and might I say how proud I am that you are finally accepting your true form! But pride aside, I know that he does not have the bow on him so you must. Give it to me now or he dies."

Serana felt torn. She knew what Harkon would do but without her blood the bow was useless. Tucker was smart to have swapped out the bow when he took Dawnbreaker. Harkon was so focused on the sword he hadn't even noticed the bow being put on her back. She pulled the bow from her back and removed the chameleon spell she had placed on it. The bow's true light shone through in its true beauty now. She paused as she heard Tucker's heartbeat speed up for a fraction of a second. He was awake and could hear that she was about to give up the bow.

"Excellent. Now toss it over to me."

Harkon would have to let go of Tucker to catch the bow. Tucker would know this so either he had a plan, he was relying on Harkon getting the bow then the two of them getting it back, or he believed in Serana. All of these options mean that Serana's only option was to toss the bow. She threw it.

Time slowed down as Tucker heard her throw the bow. This was it. He was a centimeter from death. What he was about to do was probably going to kill him but it would give Serana the chance to kill her father. He had hoped he could do it for her. Gods, he had hoped for a lot of things related to her. But now was not the time, missed chances aside he had to follow through or they would both be dead.

Harkon could see the bow flying towards him. This was it. This silly mortal would be dead before he hit the ground. Harkon would have the bow and then he'd only have to kill his treacherous daughter and bleed her dry. Then the world would belong to vampires and his clan would be at the center. No vampire in history would ever match him.

It all happened in a split second. Tucker let the spell loose from his limp hand. Stendarr's Aura surrounded him. The circle of light around him caused Harkon's grip to loosen and his skin burned under the power of the sun. The bow flew and hit the ground as Harkon backed away. Serana began to charge forward. Tucker hit the ground at his knees. He turned toward Harkon and shouted with his last ounce of strength.

"FUS RO DAH"

The thu'um blasted Tucker back down the stairs, he rolled out of the way so Serana had a clear path. Harkon was blasted back into the fountain altar and smashed through it full force. Serana charged forward, she put the bow on her back and grabbed her father. She tore her right claws into his shoulder and grabbed his wrist with her left.

Harkon's eyes widened in horror as he realized what was about to happen. Serana pulled with all of her might until his arm came off at the shoulder, blood spurting across the entire room. She kicked him to the back wall. He screamed in agony as his blood coated the floors to the point that Serana could barely keep her footing. She drew the bow, knocked an arrow to it, and fired. The arrow plunged into her father's chest, she fired another, chest again, another, neck, another, forehead, and one last one, stomach. The series of explosions were too much. Harkon spoke in a horrified whisper.

"Serana. Your own father."

He quickly began to scream as the sunlight began to burn through his skin and bones. His skin began to peel and melt off until there was a but skeleton that then turned a bright red and turned to red ash itself. The scream he let loose was the sound of eons of planning and suffering finally coming to an end.

Serena slowly turned back to her normal self. She turned to see Tucker laying face down as the bottom of the stairs. His blood had coated the stairs and formed a pool around him. She quickly stumbled forward to try and save what was left of him though she feared the worst. She couldn't hear his heartbeat anymore. The world turned dark as she reached the stairs and she tumbled down them, landing but a foot of two away from him. Her own blood began to pool and mix with Tucker's. Harkon was finally vanquished.


Author's Note: So yeah. That's it. Well, not quite but that's the battle. Hope it was enjoyable! I honestly loved writing this. This was the most fun I've had writing anything in years. There will be an epilogue chapter to come. That one will be far shorter than this and will hopefully come much sooner. Sorry that this took a while, I just really wanted to get this right because this is one of the most epic fights in the entire game series in my opinion. I hope you've enjoyed this! And yes, there will be more arcs after this one so stay tuned! Thank you so much to the people that have followed and favorited! And thank you for the reviews! I really appreciated hearing from all of you! Have a great day!