A/N : Thank you for the reviews :3
A special thanks to TheGreatJabberyJamie for pointing out my mistakes (and I made a lot on this one :S).
Here's an other one-shot (and that really happened to me in game xD). I hope you'll enjoy it :)
EDIT : Sorry for the mistake in the title ("me" instead of "be") I was pretty sure to have written it correctly, and it seems I didn't ... and I can't change it (I've tried several times and it automatically goes back to that... if anyone has an idea ...)
It must be... a joke ?!
Anora hated mornings... She often came back late at night (or early, considering that she came back more often at 3am than at 9pm) from her travels. And so she wasn't very delighted to wake up early.
However, that morning, something was off. She could vaguely hear a loud noise, as if someone was drumming. At first it was light, and nobody seemed to be aware of it. She thought she could hear it because of her elven hearing, which was slightly keener than a humans'. But even her husband, who is also a Dark Elf, not troubled by the sounds. For a little while, the sound stopped, and so she took the opportunity to sink deeper into her pillow, sighing with happiness, as she tried to go back to sleep.
But fate decided otherwise. An enormous racket was suddendly heard, jolting her awake in her bed.
The chicken's alarmed cackles and the cow's panicked mooing were added to the initial noise, and that finished waking up Anora. She grabbed Morokei and put her boots on while bouncing towards the door. Too bad she didn't have any time to put her Archmage robes on, she would have to go in her nightgown instead. She yelled at her husband to calm their daughters while she was taking care of the problem.
She rushed to the door, closely followed by Lydia, her housecarl turned steward, and Rayya, her Redguard housecarl from Falkreath. She opened the door and saw her cow and her horses run away. At the same instant, a huge mace almost crushed her, but one of her housecarls hurled herself at Anora, pushing her out of the way. The dark Elf may have avoided the mace, but being crushed under a person wearing heavy armour was not pleasant either.
The person crushing her got up and she saw it was Rayya, Lydia was trying to keep the giant busy, attacking and parrying his attacks. Rayya went to help her, and her Thane was concentrating and summoning her magicka. She didn't want to summon an atronach or a boneman, the creature could have hurt her housecarls by accident. She would have to be careful with her magic to avoid hurting the two fighting women.
She concentrated to create an ice spike and sent it towards the giant's torso. To make an ice spike with her two hands made it more powerful, but it consumed more magicka than a normal one. However, the giant staggered slightly at the impact of the spell. He then tried to attack the two housecarls but he was slower because of the frost from the spell. After a few minutes, they managed to kill the giant.
Anora took one of Rayya's swords and cut the giant's toes. It will be useful for her alchemy. While Lydia was trying to get the animals back, the thane and her housecarl pulled, with difficulties, the corpse away from the manor. After defeating a giant, it would be a shame to be attacked by hungry wolves, or worse...
When they got back, the sun was slowly going up the sky and all except a chicken, the animals were back. Anora felt tired and dirty. She looked at her nightgown and saw it was no longer white. She decided to take a few clean clothes then to take a swim in the lake with her daughters.
On her return, she prepared her bags and her weapons. She had planned to meet Serana near Riften to find someone who could be useful for the Dawnguard.
Curiously, she managed to arrive to Riften without encountering any trouble. Serana was waiting for her near the stables. The sun was bothering her and she tried to stay in the trees' shadows, but she also tried not to act suspiciously. She didn't miss the shadows under Anora's eyes.
"Hello Anora, you don't seem very well." Said Serana, a bit worried.
"A giant... at first light this morning... wonderful beginning for the day..." Mumbled the dark elf.
"Indeed... Do you think you'll be okay? We could go tomorrow."
"No, let's do it now! Let's find that Florentius guy quickly." She exclaimed as she began to ride toward the woods. Serana summoned her mount and followed her.
"Do you know where he is at least?" asked the vampire, slightly perplexed.
"I was told it was an excavation near nordic ruins, north of the Lost Prospected Mine. So we're going toward the lost mine and then we'll head north"
"I doesn't seem she's that lost if you found it..."
"I found it when I was lost in the wood." Anora explained.
Serana chose to stay quiet rather than making a joke. They found, with more or less difficulties, the mine and went the approximate direction of the north. They had just passed near a cave when they spotted three dark figures come closer. Vampires.
I should have stayed in my bed... Thought the dark elf bitterly.
The vampires didn't waste time attacking, but they were interrupted by a sabre cat coming from behind them. Anora and Serana took this opportunity to hide behind a boulder. Of course, a dragon chose just that instant to come and play with the vampires.
While Serana was throwing Ice Spikes on the great winged beast, Anora took Auriel's bow and her Sunhallowed Elvish arrows and launched one of them towards the sun. She didn't really know how it worked but there was a bright light and beams of sunlight rained down on her enemies . The Vampires were either killed, or badly hurt, but the dragon was barely hurt at all. And so Anora and Serana got back to their normal rhythm of hide-and-attack.
Once the dragon was killed, Anora collected a few scales and bones, they continued toward the north. A few minutes later, they met three cultists, who had been alarmed by the fight's noises. Anora wondered what they could possibly do in this lost part of the Rift but she would certainly not waste time asking them that.
The three cultists didn't last long and the two women, getting more and more irritated, found their mounts and continued. With a reanimated sabre cat and a wrathman accompanying them. Bypassing some huge rocks, they found three cave bears. Anora cursed her lack of luck.
They didn't dismount this time, but they skilfully attacked, and avoided the bears' attacks. It was still a difficult task since there were three bears. Thankfully, Anora's horse had a Dwemer armour and Serana's… well, was not really alive. Two heavily armoured Khajits came to their help, they were probably from a caravan passing by.
After thanking them generously, they moved on. But Fate was having so much fun, and didn't let them continue peacefully. Indeed, a frostbite spider appeared further away in the direction they were going and a pack of wolves came on them on the right.
"It must be… a joke?!" Screamed Anora as she was preparing to fight, again, for the fourth time in less than 30 minutes. She should have really stayed in her bed that day!