As I walk out of the door, I went by the bar of the inn earning the attention of the inn keeper. He looked up to me and asked.
"What do you need?"
"Breakfast?"
"Apples, bread, cheese... Take your pick." I gave him gold coins and ordered.
"Two apples, warm milk, bread and some broth if you have." He gave me a nod and grabbed the coins. I looked around to look for an empty seat. Turns out I'm the only one alive. Picking an empty table, I sat on the nearest one. While waiting for the food, I wonder if Durak wants to accompany me to Bleak Falls Barrow to retrieve that Golden Claw and that Dragon stone Farengar wanted me to get. On the second thought, he might just go back to his pals since I think it is the reason why he is here. Maybe I can hire a mercenary? Grabbing my purse, I peeked inside. Mercenaries costs 500 gold coins and I ain't got that kind of money for now. Groaning in frustration, I rested my forehead on top of the table and closed my eyes. I guess I should do that love triangle first then and become an assistant of Alvor. Probably chop some firewood for Hod. What else can I do here anyways?
Suddenly, there was a heavy thump beside me. Opening my eyes, I saw that same heavy armored man sitting beside me. Resting my hand on the handle of my sword, I faced him. This man right here has his hair cut short. Black war paints around his eyes. And his eyes are as silver as a newly polished sword. No doubt that this man is Vilkas of the Companions.
"What do you want?" His eyes blinked at me but didn't answer. He continued to stare. Wanna know something? I did married Vilkas back in the game but not after accidentally killing Farkas. But that's the game. This is reality and I feel intimidated by his presence. I stood up, not removing my hand from the handle of my sword. He didn't move but by the time I was in arms reached, he stood as well. That's when I withdraw my sword and pointed it at his throat.
"Back. Off. " I thought he will do as I say when he took a back step. What I didn't expect was that he grabbed my sword and ripped it away from my hand. I panicked. I took out my knife and swing it towards his face. I did it a couple of times until he grabbed my wrist holding the knife and turn me around. My back landed on his chest while he held my wrist tightly, making me lose the grip on the knife. He then wrapped his arms around my body, trapping my other arm. I thrashed and kicked on the empty air. He let's go of my wrist and I tried to punched him. He took this chance to trapped my two arms. I was about to scream for Durak when he covered my mouth and tilted my head to the other side showing my neck. I continued to fight back but I stopped when his mouth went close to my bared neck. Whimpering, I shut my eyes and waited for the bite.
"You were bitten." No shit Sherlock.
"Why do you care... Wolf?" I know I shouldn't reveal anything me knowing what he is but if you are scared, you tend to make bad decisions. This time it is very bad.
Vilkas took a sharp intake of breath, caught off guard from the revelation. His arm and hand loosen their tight hold and I took it as an opportunity to slammed the back of my head at his face. He was disoriented and took a step back. Punching him by the jaw, he fell on his ass. I was to hopefully crushed his nose with the ball of foot when the inn keeper shouted.
"Hey! No brawling inside!" This time Durak came out of the room, probably awoken from the shout of the innkeeper.
"Sizaan? Are you alright?" I didn't have the chance to answer him back when Vilkas grabbed me by the throat. Lifting me up, he growled at my face. My hands clawed at his arm as I feel his hand tightening. Hearing a sound of metal, I saw Durak holding a dagger on Vilkas' neck.
"Put her down Companion." Durak's group came into view with sword at hand but Vilkas didn't even mind the blade against his neck. A group is nothing for him. He's a werewolf idiot. Of course he wouldn't mind. He can tear everyone in this inn.
"Durak..." Calling the vampire hunter's name with a weak voice. I'm losing my breath. Seconds more I will lose my consciousness. Eyeing me one more time he let me go. I was dropped on the floor gasping for breath. One of the men in Durak's group went beside me to take me away from Vilkas.
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"What happened?" asked the one who carried me away and placed me in his room. I shook my head and continued to take deep breaths.
"That is Vilkas of the Companions. Did you do something to anger him?" I did. Called him a Wolf. He should be grateful I didn't called him Hircine's bitch instead. I didn't answer him and continued to massage my neck. Durak came and immediately went to my side.
"Are you alright?" I nodded my head, not trusting my voice. He continued to scan my whole body and I closed my eyes. Now what reason should I tell Vilkas now? Taking a deep breath, I have forgotten the hunger I felt a while ago. Vilkas is a wolf. Enhanced smelling which means he will be good at tracking. Clearly I wanted to slapped my face for my stupidity. He will tracked me down and questioned me. Unless... I'll go to Bleak Falls Barrow and lose him there.
"Tsk. I shouldn't be even feeding you now." At the door of the others room stood the inn keeper with a tray in his hand. The scent of food awoken my hunger, momentarily forgetting what had happened with Vilkas.
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After we shared and ate the food I bought, I started to gather my things. Durak and his men followed me as well. They stood by Alvor's shop and I took advantage to passed by Sven who's on his way to the inn. Seeing Faendal passing down the road, I meet up with him and he gave me the fake letter to be sent to Camilla. Durak didn't bother and kept on sharpening his blades along with the others. I looked around searching for Vilkas and when I saw no heavy armored man prancing on the road, I went to Lucan's shop. As usual, I found them arguing with the lost claw. Seemingly stupid to stand and hear their conversation over and over again, I left and went back to Durak. He just finished sharpening his blades and is sitting by the stairs of Alvor's shop.
"Sizaan, where will you go from here?"
"Bleak Falls Barrow. Whiterun, then I don't know." Honestly, I don't even know if I will survive Bleak Falls Barrow.
"You could come with me." It was just a whisper but the place among the sounds of the tinkering of blades, the wind manage to make me hear it.
"I... Don't want to become a vampire hunter." I could say yes. Damn yes but damn Harkon as well. He looked at me in the eyes, begging for me to take what I said back. He then stood up and gently placed his hands on top of my shoulder.
"You don't have to say anything." Caressing the bared skin showing the bite mark of the vampire, he leaned down and pressed his forehead to mine.
"The Dawnguard is located at the East of Riften. Passed by Stendar's beacon and enter the nearby cave called the Dayspring Canyon. I'll be there." I closed my eyes as I felt the tears streaming down my face. He gently moved his hands to the sides of face. His thumb gently wiping the tears staining my cheeks. Losing Half moon mill, travelling alone. I never thought I would cry again but I'm scared, Durak. I'm scared that I'm facing these things alone. I'm scared to die.
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Strapping the bag to the horse, I wondered if I should bring him along. Patting the horses neck, I tried to recall all of the things I needed to do before going to the Bleak Falls Barrow. I will be facing bandits before the undead. Bow is that best weapon here. Not to mentioned there is a spider to deal with before getting the claw. Sighing, I leaned my head on horse's neck.
"I don't know what to do anymore." My hands started to shake and breathing started to become erratic. It's starting again. Panic. Taking a deep breath, I started to sing. Singing eases the panic I am starting to feel.
Hold on just a little while longer
Hold on just a little while longer
Everything will be alright
Everything will be...
"Alright." Whispering the last word, I regained my mind. The horse shook its head and stomped his hooves. It snorted and whined that it started to walked backwards. Looking at source of the horses discomfort, I winced.
"What do you want Companion?" Off all people, it has to be him. No wonder the horse was restless. He took a step forward as I looked around, hoping to see anyone to call for help or escape route. The horse was placed at the tree located in the middle of Faendal and Sigrid's houses. Basically no one walks around here. Where are the guards when I needed them? Vilkas continued to walked towards me. Stepping back I withdraw my sword but this made him dashed towards and pinned me on the tree. The sword was shoved out of my grasp and his elbows are on either side of head. I closed my eyes, waiting for death. It didn't came. A few seconds I opened them again and stared at his eyes.
"How did you know?" His voice is gruff and the same as the game. Personally I would love to listen to him and his brother's voice but that was back in the game. Licking my lips, I scanned my brain for a proper answer. Surely I can't say I'm not from around without a proof. He waited for my answer and I admired his patience.
"Vision." Let's go Marvel. He didn't answer but his brows furrowed in confusion.
"What do you mean?"
"I have a gift of foresight. A sight to see what future lies ahead." He let his arms down crossing them on his chest.
"Then why bother asking my purpose for sitting beside you?" I... Did...not...expected that question. Alright think. Can he understand deep words? Bard's have deep use of English.
"The process of the future is ineffable." Grunting, he eased and stared at me. Feeling like a kid, I let my head down and waited for him to leave.
"If that answers your question, please leave. I have places to be."
"You will dig your own grave at the Bleak Falls Barrow. " Of course he would know. Stalker. I thought for a moment. Could it be Vilkas is offering his services? If he does it's a win for me.
"What do you suggest?" I asked facing him with my hands crossed on my chest similar to him.
This was a bad idea. As I thought, Vilkas offered his assistance to accompany me to Bleak Falls Barrow. The problem was that he is not the sneaky type. When we were able to passed by the bandits and unto the spider cave, he barged in determine to help the one got caught in the Web. He didn't even noticed the giant spider till I screamed for its attention. I would rather have that spider eat that man rather than help him.
"You could've warned me." I heard him murmur after the spider was disposed and all. Thanks to him anyways.
"Get me down!" Using the dagger, I cut the man down. As expected, he bolted away from us. Vilkas was about to ran after him when I placed my hand in his way.
"Lay low. The Dead is awake."
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"This place is beautiful." I have to agree with Vilkas. The place is indeed a sight of beauty and peace in which you wouldn't even expect from a dead place such as this. We've reached the last chamber of the Barrow. Knowing that there's only one draugr to kill, we took our time to admire. Not only that, this is where the first Shout could be earn. As we've reached the top where one coffin, one chest and the Shout is located, I turned to Vilkas.
"Guard that tomb. Once I'm done, a draugr will come out." He seemed to be confused but I waved a hand and continued to draw near the word. That's when my vision blurred and I hear a familiar chant. It is true then.
I am the Dragonborn.