Author's Note: I've had a lot of fun writing this, anyway I'm gonna keep this note simple: thanks for reading, I hope you enjoy. And any constructive criticism would be appreciated, since I'm pretty new at this. Let me know what you think!

Benny arrived to the Riften stables, she dismounted Briarheart and walked towards the gates. The guards who stood there didn't give her any trouble, since she was a member of the thieves guild; instead of asking her to pay the visitor's tax, they opened the gates for her.

And she entered the city.

The strong smell of fish and black-briar mead invaded her nose instantly. The place was all poverty and corruption, surrounded by colorful trees and singing animals; the place was an illusion of something pretty, like a sunny day on a haunted place.

But she liked it, strangely; it was shadowy, just like her.

She saw Brynjolf standing outside the Bee and Barb inn, she walked towards him, and saw a smirk on his face.

"Hey there, lass. Here to visit your good old friend?" He asked, his smirk didn't go away.

"I came here for the letter you sent me." She said.

"Straight to business now, eh? Good. Did you like my little love letters?" He asked sarcastically.

"Yes, but I need evidence. I need to see her." She seemed more nervous than usual.

"Hey, she fits your description. Half Nord, half Redguard, 26 years of age... there is only one thing that doesn't fit." Brynjolf noticed Benjen's nervousness.

"Which is...?"

"Her eyes. You said she might have silver eyes, well... she has blue eyes." He said.

"Doesn't matter, it might be her... but I need to see her." She insisted.

"Okay, lass. She is near the guard barracks." He said.

Benjen's heart skipped a beat, she couldn't believe that after so many years searching... she was so close now.

"Thanks, I will see her at once." She started walking towards the barracks, quickly.

Her mother had told her stories about her travels, before Benny was born. How she went to places like Black Marsh, Cyrodiil, and Skyrim. She told her about the men and women she met in all of her travels. She had a particular interest in Skyrim and the Nords... and there was a chance, a small chance, that maybe something had happened with one of these men.

Benjen wanted to hope that she wasn't the last member of her family, that maybe there was another Fire-Leaf alive in some place of the world. And it was her mission to find him/her.

But then again, she hoped many things, and most of them were impossible, so she couldn't get her hopes up.

She arrived to the barracks, there were several guards practicing and shooting training dummies. Most of them had their helmets on, the ones that didn't were either men or nord women.

But there was a guard, a female guard, smaller than the others. She had her helmet on, and she had a training sword on her right hand, she was sparring with another guard. She was skilled for a simple city guard, but she wasn't a Blade or anything similar.

She was just an ordinary woman, living an ordinary life.

Benny sat on a table nearby and examined her while she trained.

She was quick, she waited for her opponent to strike, and then she dodged. Strike, dodge, strike, dodge... draining her opponent.

The other guard was tired, she began to attack back and he clumsily parred her attacks, but he was strong, and she was too confident. The other guard hit her on the ribs with the training sword.

Benjen heard the woman groan and drop her training sword.

"By the nine be more careful!" She exclaimed.

"Learn how to block." Said the man as he took off his helmet, he was pale and his hair was black, he had a long beard and tiny brown eyes.

"How about you learn not to break my ribs? I am not the enemy, and we need all guards to be able to perform their duty, how am I gonna do that if I have a broken rib?" She barked back at him.

The man laughed.

"I barely touched you. Stop being such a weakling, kid." He said to her before walking away.

The woman touched her rib a couple of times and then walked towards the table where Benjen was.

She sat down and took off her helmet, and Benjen could finally see her face.

Their haircut was fairly similar, but her hair was dark brown instead of black, she was lightly tanned, she had the most beautiful blue eyes Benjen had ever seen, and their features were incredibly similar, except for some sharper features like jawline and cheekbones... the only thing Benjen would've never expected was the scar.

The woman had an enormous scar on her left cheek, it went from her ear and almost touched her lip.

"Do you need something?"

Benjen realized she had been caught staring, she looked at the woman's blue eyes, which were pierced into her silver ones.

"Could I ask you some questions?" She asked as casually as she could.

She was not a subtle person.

The woman rose a brow.

"I guess...?"

Benny sat straight, and stared at her.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Lykaios."

"Lykaios what?"

"Lykaios nothing, I have no family, I grew up here at the Honorhall Orphanage."

"Do you know anything about your parents?" Asked Benjen.

"I've always assumed that my father was either some soldier who died honorably on the battlefield, or a drunk imbecile who drowned on the canal." She said, her voice didn't have any emotion.

"Okay... uh... what about your mother?" Asked Benjen.

"I know that she was a Redguard. The headmistress told me her name was something with and N but I can't remember more- also, why am I even telling you this!? Do I know you?" Lykaios suddenly snapped.

For a couple of seconds, Benny said nothing.

Lykaios rose a brow.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

"I FINALLY FOUND YOU!" She hugged the grumpy half Nord Half Redguard.

Lykaios pushed her away rather violently.

"Who the fuck are you?!" She asked.

"Im your half sister!" Exclaimed Benjen.

A dragon could've swooped in with Torygg dancing on its head while juggling cabbages, and Lykaios would've been less impressed by that than by Benny's words.

"What!?" She asked a bit too loud.

"I'm your goddamn half sister. Your mother was Nera Fire-Leaf, a woman from a noble Redguard house! I've been looking for you my whole life!" Exclaimed Benjen.

Lykaios's face was as pale as milk.

"You- you cannot know that for sure, there are many Redguard names that start with N." said Lykaios.

"No, no, no. But everything fits. When I arrived to Skyrim I met a man who knew my mother long before I was even born, the first time they met she had a baby, and denied it was hers. How do I know it wasn't me? The baby wasn't full Redguard. Since then my purpose has been to find you, and I knew I'd find you!" Exclaimed Benjen.

Lykaios stayed quiet for several seconds, probably trying to process everything.

After a very long and very awkward silence, she found her voice once more, and barely muttered:

"I need a drink."