Chapter 5

Ten Years Later...

5th of Sun's Height, 4E 211

Majestic is twenty years old

"Majestic, look out!" Vilkas yelled with fear as the Draugr's Sword almost gave her a haircut.

"That wasn't fear was it, brother?" Farkas wondered as he dug his claymore into another Draugr's neck and decapitated it, though he knew it was fear and why it was there.

"Look out yourself!" Majestic yelled back to her on-and-off lover, a third Draugr swinging its battle axe for Vilkas' waist. She wasn't looking at him, but at the Druagr. Since being with him and breaking up multiple times over the years, she had learned how to resist his crystaline eyes. Vilkas stepped back to avoid the first blow, pivoted on his waist and swooped under the second, coming up with the Draugr now behind him, and had his shield covering his back to absorb the third. He then flicked his shield over his head, causing the Draugr's arm to fly upward, leaving the creature open for Vilkas to shove his Skyforge Steel sword through it rusted armour and decomposed chest with the blade coming out the other side, extinguishing the monster's life.

Farkas witness his brother's amazing speed despite wearing the heavy Companion Wolf armour as he hacked a Draugr's leg off and gave it a clean swipe across the neck while it was on the floor. Over the years, Majestic had learned that Farkas had an affinity for going for the neck, but this didn't matter since another Draugr had joined the party.

"UNSLAUD KROSIS!"

"I'm SORRY," she said with a thrust of her sword, "I don't SPEAK," she said as she followed through into a kick to the chest, pulling her sword out of its waist, "UGLY" she finished with a three-sixty spin, her sword sliding through the Draugr's neck like a knife through Scrib Jelly.

"'Don't speak ugly'? I may have to use that one sometime" Vilkas said, with a grin.

"Hey! *puff* That's my *puff* line" Majestic breathed heavily, "I said it *puff* first"

"Fair point" Vilkas said, stepping closer to her, "But who's to stop me saying it when you're not around?"

"You know as well as I do that Kodlak knows about us" she said, folowing suite as Farkas rolled his eyes.

"So?" Vilkas whispered.

"He sends us on missions together, when was the last time I wasn't your shield-sibling?"

"Two days ago, when I had to defend a farm against a giant with Aela."

"You were gone for ten minutes, that doesn't count"

"Well in that case," he said, playing along with her little game, "A few months back, when me and-"

"Oh shut up."

"But-mfff!" Vilkas' shock was supressed as her lips met his.

"Hey, hey, hey" Farkas interupted, as usual, "We're the Companions, not the wimp -anions" he continued pulling them apart. "Besides, the old man only let you two...you know, because he respects you enough, it's my job to-

"Make sure we don't-" Majestic inturupted

"-Get carried away" Vilkas carried on drearily.

"Exactly" Farkas finished. "C'mon, let's go home"

"Agreed" Majestic and Vilkas said together.

The next attack was so different to the rest, so much more quieter, more stealthy, more unforseen that Vilkas didn't even know the Draugr was there...until its sword burst through his chest.

"VILKAS!" Majestic screamed.

"BROTHER!" Farkas yelled.

"NOOO!" They both shouted.

"HAHAHAHA" The undead creature laughed, as Vilkas's whole world went dark...

More of this soon.

Goodbye until then...