A/N: This is the third chapter for today. I realy hope this made up for the last week ;). Enjoy.

Chapter 14:

Two weeks later:

Aurora looked around, the country she was in, was bleak yet beautiful in an special way. In the distance she could see the Red Mountain as it towered high in the sky, and surpassed all other mountains. From its top thin gray smoke flew and sank down on the sides of the Mountain, and looked very similar to the ashy surroundings. Giant mushrooms sprouting from the ground up to the high of a multilevel building. In some of them even homes could be seen. Aurora had been here as a child before, but hadn't remembered how fantastic this country was. It was so unusual that she had difficulties to capture it.

In front of her tall, black walls where rising from the ground and a gate in it was to be seen. As she walked slowly on, towards the gate, always being careful to keep her hood in place, she saw some Dunmer guards standing in the entrance to the city.
Aurora felt the thirst flaring up inside of her, she hadn't drunk on single drop of blood in the last four days and it was getting difficult to temper herself. With much effort, she managed to build her illusion spell, so she would be let into the city. Although one of the guards had smelled really good, Aurora knew that she couldn't attack him right there. She had to quench her thirst and to wait for the right opportunity, otherwise she would have to run away again.

Slowly, with open eyes and sharpened senses, she moved through the streets of Silgrad. In a small side street she saw an old Dunmer sitting on the ground. He was completely defenseless. It was not actually Auroras thing to kill completely defenseless victims, but her already low moral concerns were quickly supplanted by thirst.

Slowly, she walked up to him and looked down on his thin form. By now it was late at night and he slept. She could see that he was shaking with cold.

She stretched her arms out and grabbed him by the collar of his coat. When she pulled him up on his legs, she found that his weight was far too little. Suddenly he woke up and looked anxiously into her eyes. Now completely overcome by thirst, she lowered her teeth into his neck.

His blood tasted bland and thin, it reflected his appearance. When she had sucked, she sat his dead body back to the floor. Now that she could think clearly again, she realized that it was a poor man, a beggar she had killed.

Shaking her head, she turned away from him and looked back towards the main road. A small figure caught her eye. She could see despite the darkness that it was a little dark elf child. The boy was maybe five years old. His frightened look told her that he knew what she was.
She would have to kill him. If she wanted to stay here, he had to be taken care of. She had no doubt that every moment he would run into the direction of the nearby south gate of the city to call for help.

Slowly she took a step toward him. He froze and didn't move. She had a lot of her humanity lost since she had become a vampire, but was she really able to kill a child, simply because it was in the wrong place at the wrong time? Her instinct told her yes, she was able to. But her mind struggled against it.

Without realizing, she took another step toward him. Suddenly he started running and screamed for help.

"Help, bloodsucker! Here's a vampire!" echoed his high voice through the city.

In incredibly short time the guards had rushed to him and he pointed at her. Aurora had just enough time to draw her sword from the scabbard on her back to deflect the first blow from a guard.

She managed to kill the man, but four more where by then standing around her. Instinct took over and she killed two more guards, meanwhile ten more where arrived. Although they hindered themselves in their number Aurora still knew that she was inferior helpless. She had to flee, the whole city guard was after her.

With a big jump she freed herself from the guards and began to flee in the direction of the gate. Suddenly twenty new guards came in her direction and where cutting her way.
Aurora looked around. On her left she saw houses and a network of streets she didn't knew, on the other side, the wall stood about ten meters in height. The wall was built of large rough stones and offered plenty of opportunities to climb to the top.

She decided to climb over the wall. In large jumps she began to climb up on the rocks. When she already believed to have made it, she heard a whirring sound and suddenly a burning pain in her right shoulder exploded. She winced and lost her grip. Luckily, her left hand had grip and she made it with a firm tug up on the battlements.

Suddenly a door flew open on her right and a soldier rushed towards her. Aurora surged forward and broke his neck it with her left hand. She cast a glance down into town and was just able to dodge a flying arrow. At the feet of the wall she could see the guards disappearing into the wall and apparently making their way to the top.

She would have to flee again, there was no other option. Forcefully she grabbed the still living man at the floor of the battlements and struck her teeth into his neck. She felt the pain subsided in her shoulder. Resolutely she grabbed the arrow with one hand and pulled it out.
When she had drunk all the blood of the guard, she jumped from the wall on the plane and quickly started to run into the forest. Two arrows flew after her, then she was out of range of the archers.

Frustrated Aurora let herself sink with her back to a tree on to the ground. Not one a week she had been in Morrowind before she had made a mistake and had to flee again. It was simply impossible. Why had Molag Bal done that to her? She would be on the run for the rest of her endless life. Why couldn't he simply had killed her?

Apparently she had fallen asleep, because when she opened her eyes again, it was dawn of the morning. But what had awakened her, was not the sun but the barking of dogs that approached her quickly.

Aurora jumped up and began to run. From the position of the Sun, she could see, she was running south west. She knew that it was the direction of border to Skyrim, but at the moment she had no other choice if she wanted to avoid a fight. Relieved, she noted that her shoulder had regenerated and only a little stung, as if she had sore muscles, was left. She quickly left the hunters behind and reached the border.

The entire way, she was running as fast as she could. She had never before forced herself to her new limits. But to her surprise, she felt no feeling of tiredness or exhaustion. She had traveled in less than half a day over a hundred miles to the border.

Now that she stood in front of the pass, which would bring her back in to her homeland, she felt the urge to return to Skyrim.

A/N: In the next chapter, finaly the Dawnguard-Questline will be starting. I hope you enjoyed the story so far. Please review, so I can work with your wishes and ideas. ;)