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Kire opened up one eye to spot over two figures in the darkened room. Her mind quickly snapped into an alert state as she reached for her boots to grab one of her daggers. Her body tense as she did her best to keep her breath quiet. She stood up silently making her way towards the figure that slept on the bed. She eyed the person making out that he was a red guard and he wore what seemed to be a cloak which reminded her of the one her contact used so many weeks ago. She brought the blade to the man's throat only to see him open up his eyes. He stiffened and considered yelling for a moment before he felt the blade break skin.

"Don't even think about it," Kire hissed her hand on the bed as she stared menacingly down towards the man.

"Who are you, and how the hell did you get in this room," she inquired as her senses went on overload searching for any other unfamiliar presences.

"My name is Alain," he replied shortly as he looked at the elf his eyes darkened. Words formed in his mind as he moved his hand slowly.

"You didn't answer all my questions, how did you get in here?" The woman asked her voice low.

"Like hell I know. I just woke up here with you pointing a dagger at my throat," the man growled suddenly finding the woman being pulled off of him.

"Down dog." Came a cool voice. The magician looked up to see a elf standing above him. Her dark eyes locked on the man's as she studied his features.

"He's not a vampire hero, calm down," she informed the dark elf as she picked up her things. Kire blinked and looked at the man with a small grin out of embarrassment.

"Eh, sorry about that," she muttered as she backed away slightly.

"Damn right you should be sorry," the man shouted standing up revealing his massive size to the two women. Oz sighed and rubbed her temples thinking against the grainy texture of arguing going on in the background.

"Silence both of you," Oz snapped s she looked at the two of them her eyes narrowed, she took a deep breath before continuing

"We're sorry for the rude wake up call sir, but my friend and I have been experiencing some difficulty with vampires of late so we're on edge." Oz explained her voice steady as she did her best to hold back the anger.

"You are welcome to stay here and use our room, but I'm afraid that we must part ways from here," Oz informed him as she glided forwards and took Kire's arm and made her way towards the door.

Kire turned her head to look at the redguard one last time before the door shut and she was left in the dark hallway.

"Oz are you sure we should leave him there," the woman asked only to reply silence and the quickest glimpse of a smile from the younger elf. Kire sighed knowing full well not to press for details as she was lead out of the Inn to be greeted by the dirt roads of Bravil. The elf said nothing as she looked over the area to see people starting to leave their homes and go about their daily lives.

"Come on, next stop Anvil," Oz said as she began to move forwards. The two elves moved towards the gates only to be watched from above the figure stood solitary and moved swifty across the rooftops to get a better look at the two before they disappeared behind the two heavy doors.

Kire groaned as she continued to walk her boots we wearing thin with all of this walking.

"Oz can we stop soon, I think my shoe's broken," the hero whined looking at her comrade who seemed unfazed by this comment, in fact it seemed like the bosmer was not even paying attention the Dunmer through out this entire trip. Kire raised an eyebrow as she looked at Oz's hands which contained a crumpled up piece of paper, Kire tilted her head in confusion tempted to take it out of the younger elves hand and take a look, but her thought were interrupted by the sound of groaning.

'Zombies?!' Kire grabbed onto her katana twirling around and slamming her blade into the neck of one of the creatures and watching the head roll onto the ground. The body still advanced towards her and Kire backed up as she slashed downwards down the body slicing it in half the calogulated blood plopping onto the ground in disgusting brown puddles. The stench of it all made the woman's elf lurch. Still more groans came and Kire looked up to see the creatures pouring out from the forest. Kire readied her weapon and charged forwards slashing at anything that tried to get her. She danced around the battle field killing her enemies in a deadly ballet until finally she stood catching her breath brown stains covered her clothing and her sword cried for a good cleaning. Kire looked around for Oz, but found nothing.

"Hey, Oz where are you," the woman called up looking around to find only corpses and an empty road. Kire frowned as she moved forwards her sword still in had she made her way up the raod to find nothing.

'Something's not right…' the woman thought as she looked at the road to find no footprints.

The dark elf made her way towards the woods her body tense as she saw bodies wearing black on the ground.

'Necromancers…?' She thought her grip tightening. She inched closer to only find something gripping onto her shoulder her body shut down and her mind screamed for it to move. Kire felt her knees beginning to crumble she turned her head quickly to see a pale green hand.

'Orc…' the girl thought as her stomach knot.

'Move, move now!' She screamed in her head her body stiffening as she found herself flying forwards her back in pain as she slammed into a tree. It was the pain that broke through the shock of the vampire. The elf got up looking at the orc who had a war hammer rose above her. Kire raised her sword hoping to the nine divine that she would be able to stave off the attack. The two weapons collided and Kire found her opponent stronger than she originally thought until a bright life engulfed her senses and she found herself being dragged away white spots clouding her vision.

The hero's head swarmed as she found herself let go of she blinked a few times it was still hard to see, but she could make out part of her allies face.

"Hey your that Red guard from before," the woman exclaimed looking at the man's annoyed expression.

"I don't know what's wrong with your friend leading you guys into a den of necromancers and vampires," he muttered.

"Where is the squirt anyways," the man asked looking at the dazed Dunmer who looked up at him confused.

"I don't know, I think we got separated when the zombies showed up," the woman muttered her mind searching for any clues where Oz had gone. Her mind came up blank unfortunately. The sound of talking rushed the woman's senses and soon she found herself being dragged away by the Red Guard his face turning grim as he dragged her effectively behind a tree and silenced the hero. He peeked around the corner towards the clearing where the two just stood blacked hooded figures walked around quietly whispering amongst themselves.

The elf didn't dare lean in; she had more than enough trouble with necromancers in the past with the king of worms and such things.

"Stay here, I'll draw them away," the mage informed the dark elf as he jumped out throwing a fireball towards the group.

"It's time to die," the man shouted as he threw flames as he drew his staff running off with the dark figures at his feet. Kire sat silently her body numb as she looked over towards the direction the man had run. She stood up in determination it was her turn to find Oz. The woman took a few steps back and ran leaping upwards grabbing onto a branch slowly she made her way towards the top of the tree as she scanned the area.

She scanned the area, her body tense for any attacks, finally her eyes landed on a lone figure in the distance. The dark elf shot forwards flying across the skyline her feet only touching a tree for a moment. Finally she landed safely on the ground to find Oz lying on the ground her chest moving slightly.

"Oz," the woman called out as she ran forwards shaking the girl hoping to wake her up. She was only greeted by silence; suddenly the sound of a cracking twig grabbed the woman's attention. She looked over her shoulder to see a figure for just a moment and then darkness.

Heh, sorry it took so long and that I had to leave you on a cliffhanger. Just a warning the next chapter will be from the Red Guard's point of view and yes, we'll get to learn his name. Get excited, thank you everyone that has been reading and reviewing it warms my heart