What you think is the right thing to do, may in fact be the worst thing of all.

Neal despised Isran. While many could look past his so called rough exterior, could understand his extreme methods to murder vampires. Neal could not. Sure he understood the whole hatred of vampires, but the methods that Isran would use to get the job done were insane. Sure they were monsters, but the way he would treat them...It went against everything that he had ever been taught to believe.
Sometimes Isran would hang them off the side of the fort in the sun. Said it was the best death for them. Isran would feed them to werewolf prisoners and then after the werewolves ate he would set them on fire. He would strave and torture them. He was crazy and sadistic. It made Neal terrified of what he would do this escaped Vampire girl.
Neal had given himself to the order. He had spent his youth working his way up in its' rank, and he would be damned if he was going to throw it all away just because he felt pity for some ageless whore. Just didn't mean he had to agree with Isran's methods.
Taking a deep breath he looked to the party he had been assigned to lead. There were four of them, including him. Belatrix, a master marksmen. Felix, made good poisons and was known for his swordsmanship. Then there was Uthra, a high elf wizard. The only high elf in the order, and she was happy to tell you all about it. Neal had only worked with Felix, and that was on very few missions. Uthra and Belatrix were rarely even in Skyrim. They were assigned to watching other provinces. Which made Neal once again question Isran. Why had he called literally everyone to Fort Dawnguard.
"Alright men...er..and women. We have our orders. Go to Riften gather information. Find out all you can about renegade Liam, and the vampire. Let's move out." Neal ordered with a gesture to follow. He wasn't used to leading, and was not looking forward to it. He had never been much of a leader.
"I can't believe such a sweet boy like Liam helped a vampire to escape. Especially after all he's been through." Felix murmered as they set off through the Fort.
"Must be that vampire charm, I thought everyone here would have been trained against it." Uthra said in her haughty voice. By the Nine, Neal hated that woman. Every time she was in Skyrim she had been a thorn is his side.
"We are trained against it, but even the best can lose themselves to a pretty face." Neal put in. It was true, vampires were beautiful but wretched creatures. During his early days he had fallen to their beauty many times. It was a hard lesson to learn, but years of training, and experience forced any member of the Dawnguard to look past that beauty.
"Still it tis' a pity, he was a protégé. Lord Zane was truly proud of him. Trained him personally I heard." Belatrix murmured. She was right, it was sad that one with such promise, would be wasted at the hands of a vampire. A part of Neal hoped that he was still alive, but common sense told Neal that Liam would be dead.

Traveling in Blackreach felt like traveling out of time. It was impossible to track how long they were walking or how far. And it was suffocatingly dark to Liam. The faint light of the crystals above provided little light, and made finding each step a challenge. He had to rely on Ves's to lead him by the hand.
She was so strange, so cold, so pretty. She could probably hear his pounding heart as she led him along. A part of him told him that she was amused by his reaction. But her face displayed no emotion whenever he was able to see it.
"There is not much further to go. Do you want to rest?" Ves said as they began to cross another bridge. "Oh, lookout this part is broken off." She warned as she pulled his hand to the far right.
"No let's just keep going, I don't think I could sleep in this place." Liam said, causing Ves to turn and smile at him, as they stepped carefully off the bridge.
"Really? I could sleep for a thousand years here." She said, voice distant. "But there is much too be done."

And with those words they fell back into silence. Liam ignored the aching in his feet as they walked on. How long had they been traveling? Hours? maybe days?

The path slowly began to head upward with more and more mushrooms lining the path, until they stood atop a hill overlook a large glowing lake. From here the path split into two each leading around the lake and branching out to different structures surrounding it. In the middle of the lake was an island with a large round building that went up as far as Liam could see.
Pointing to it Ves said, "That is where we are going." She turned to face him, crimson eyes glowing bright. "Last chance to take a rest. Falmer may have decided to re-inhabit this tower since I was last here, and the way is quite uphill.."
Though Liam felt very tired he found himself saying, "No if it gets us out fas-"
"Liar. I may not be human, but I know how to tell if one is lying. Come, we can set up camp over here." She said leading him off the path, and down the hill. She stopped in a small clearing surround by several of the ill-logically large mushrooms. Letting go of his hand she put her pack down, and began to set runes along the borders of the camp.
Massaging his sore hand Liam put his pack down, and began to set up his tent. As he started to set stakes into the soft ground Ves walked to the middle of the clearing hand glowing blue.
Oh, that weird shadow thing she does. He thought to himself. Every so often when Ves felt they would be threatened she would envelop their camp in a shroud of darkness. He had once asked where she had learned such magic, but she only said her father.
As he finished putting up his tent, Ves created a small blue fire on top of the ground. It gave no warmth only light.
"Why didn't you just make torches with that earlier?" Liam asked.
"It would have attracted all manner of creatures that lurk here. We have been lucky to not have met any." Liam nodded at this. Dwemer ruins were never safe, and this placed appeared to be connected to many things.
Silence fell over them once again as Ves began to set her own tent up. It made him wonder what had made her pass through here before. It sounded like this was far from even her second time using these paths. Who was this woman. She looked barely 18, and where was she leading him? Deepscorn Hollow? The word Dawnguard had recieved made it see, less like a tomb. A very large one at that.
I've put off asking what it is long enough.
"Ves." Liam said using her name for the first time. " What is Deepscorn hollow? We have spent weeks traveling together and I barely know what our destination is."
She had finished her tent and looked at him surprised. It was rare he would talk to her directly, let alone question her.
"I suppose I have been rude. I'm used to traveling alone, or...with someone who already knows all the details." She took a visible breath and sat down in front of the fire, gesturing for Liam to join her. She sat with her legs crossed starring him in the eyes, with her crimson orbs. The blue of the fire dancing across her porcelain skin and making her blond hair shimmer. All of it beckoning to him.
"Deepscorn Hollow is a failsafe. I have someone important there, sleeping. Someone I do not want the Dawnguard to find." She paused as Liam sat. Before I begin, I want you to know that after this, there is no going back. I am placing great trust in you with this." She said starring into his eyes. He had the impression she was not one to be trusting.
"Alright, go on. I wont betray you to the Dawnguard. Besides for me there is no going back for me." She smile as Liam said that. It made his heart warm.
"Good. As I said Deepscorn Hollow is a failsafe. That important person is not physically inside it. Deepscorn just has a magic, that will allow us to have direct access to the real Crypt. The real one is in Dimhollow. The place where all those Vigilant's were murdered. I know that one of the Vampire Lords must already be there. I can feel their magic as it is tearing through the wards there, ripping apart the rock as it tries to enter. They have barely scratched the surface, but these wards are old and have lost power."
" I suppose that ypu could say it is my job to safe guard her sleep. And failure is not an option. I have already lost so many people. Please Liam help me save her?" Ves said, voice breaking. "Please help me do this."

Liam's felt himself move over and hug Ves as she started to cry. Of course he would help her. How could he leave a person so sad alone. If only he had seen her victories smile as he hugged her.

See not a month later! It's not till I read back over this that I realized how manipulative Ves is.