Camia had another dream, again. She could see Neb twisting in and out of her mind. His face became wretched, over and over again. "Avenge my death," he repeated.

Camia awoke.

She could not see Solem, her guide, where did he go?

And then she had the sudden suspicion that the undead had gotten him. Or he might have become too afraid and ran back to Balmora. She used her hands to cast a search spell and found no trace of the Nord. After waiting and searching, Camia the battle mage bade herself forward. She had a mission to do.

Over the hills and valleys she walked Morrowind. She eventually reached the supplies Solem had told her. She regained her magicka. Meanwhile, she carefully made many potions. There was only one thing amiss, how could all these wonderful ingredients be stashed in these edges of the woods? Something was definitely amiss. Nevertheless, she ventured forward.

Through vast amounts of terrain she trekked. She moved like the hawk, resting little, keeping constant motion with her foot. At last, she found what she was looking for. Far away on the horizon was a shiny black tower stemming above the treeline. From even this distance, Camia could recognize the dark ebony that made it whole. It was not a wizard's tower, but a necromancer's tower. She quietly approached, she saw many undead creatures guarding it. She saw the daedra as they patrolled the boundaries.

"Skeleton guards," she thought.

Camia pulled out a potion of magicka. She weaved her hands and could feel a spell on the tip of her fingers. As magic weaved around her, she walked towards the tower. There was no invisibility in her spell, but something of another sort. Willpower. She passed a phalanx of skeletons. She passed a dozen Aronarchs. At last, she came face with the dremoras as they passed without a glance.

Finally, she stood at the wall of the tower. She drank a levitation potion and flew up. The daedras below looked aggressively, but sent no alarm. When she finally reached the platform, she found that there were no entrances. She searched and all she could find was ebony and bone.

"This wizard makes his own entrances," she thought. "I suppose I will have to, too" She weaved a fireball and it broke through the walls. It revealed a chamber decorated with pristine soul gems. "Soul gems!"

And then, she felt a whisper. It was a whisper she knew long ago. "Sera…" Camia felt strange. She made her way to the voice, motioning past many captured souls that whispered their own melodious cries for help.

"Sera…"

Camia found the gem. It was blue and large, so large it was difficult to contain it. She spoke, "Love? Is it you?"

"Sera… free me."

Suddenly, a loud thunder broke. She turned around. A very dark, handsome figure emerged behind her. "Solem?" She stunned. It was Solem, except now he had on a mage's clothe and wore bones around his neck. "Solem? What are you doing here?" And then she knew.

"Solem is the Usurper!" thought Camia.

"Yes," said Solem, "and I see you've done your bit of damage." He pointed to the walls.

Before Camia could react, Solem struck her with a sudden magical blow. Lightning crashed through her body. She crashed into the bony walls. Her hair flew all over. Her shirt tore, revealing fair flesh beneath. Solem grabbed her hair. His eyes peered into her neck. "Now, lovely," said Solem, "I'm going to take your soul."

He chanted a spell.

Nothing happened.

He chanted, again. Nothing happened. And then Camia rose with unimaginable strength. Solem watched, stunned. There was something instinctively wrong with the way she appeared. Solem watched carefully, too shocked to move.

Camia reached for Solem with her fangs. She bit into Solem like an animal might. Her teeth sunk into his neck and tore his flesh. Her claws dug into to his body.

He screamed and screamed. "How?" screamed Solem…

"How else?" Replied Camia. "How else did I walk through your army of undead and daedra? I am a vampire. You cannot capture the soul of the undead. Vampires do not have one."

"But a vampire cannot travel through sunlight!" Cried Solem.

"But I am a different kind. My love, the one who you killed and captured his soul, taught me. One day, as I was about to die, he told me how to live. With enough will, I was able to control my desire for blood. I was able to control the disease."

"No…!" moaned Solem.

Solem screamed as Camia threw him off the tower, plunging him to his death distances below. Camia went back to the soul gems. She picked up her lover.

"Sera…"

Camia threw it down. As it broke, white smoke rose from the crystal.

"Thank you…" It whispered.

And disappeared.

Camia proceeded to break them all. Suddenly, the tower shook. Without soul gems to hold it in place, it began to fall. Camia jumped from the tower and into the sun. With her duty for the emperor finished, and with no other reason to live, she let the vampire within her take over. She burned in the crisp morning sun. When she hit the ground, only ash remained.