The roar of the dragon fills the air as fire bursts from its mouth. The citizens of Raven Rock flee in terror as it flaps its mighty wings and buzzes the village, showering the shoreline with flames.

Screams suddenly break the once utterly silent air of the dawn coming as Kyra forces her way through the throngs of people all trying to go in the opposite direction.

She blinks in the coming sunlight as she looks up at the sky eyes searching for the dragon. The hairs on the back of her neck stand up as she sees it, flapping its way around for another pass at the villagers. Her blue eyes begin to glow with ethereal flames, her heart quickening in her chest.

The dragon wasn't like one she had seen before, it's jaw looked almost deformed, it had no scales and was a pale blue not the almost proud bronze and bold colors of others of its species.

The beast flies overhead so close she ducks as it breaths fire across the rooftops before banking and coming back her way again. Kyra looks around for a weapon as it spots her and flaps its wings gaining speed.

She looks back up at the dragon, and bites her lip, looking around frantically as it grows ever closer its shadow overtaking her and blotting out the sun.

"Joor Zah!" She reacts almost instinctually the words exploding from her mouth forming into energy moments after leaving her lips.

A blue irredescent wave strikes the dragon and tendrils begins to form around its body and wings as it rolls in mid air, unable to maintain flight. The dragon plummets into the ground gouging a long trail as it hits and slides, kicking up a cloud of dust and dirt along with it. The dragon roars struggling to break free of the Dragonrend's hold on it.

"Kyra!" She looks up as she approaches the dragon. Selena was bounding down the path from their home something clutched in her hand.

Selena unbuckles the belt from the scabbard and sends Kyra's Skyforged blade spinning through the air towards them. She looks up putting her hand up to catch it but the dragon breaks free of the Dragonrend and swipes it away with his tale, raising its long neck into the air and bringing its eyes down to bear on Kyra.

Kyra's meets his gaze for a moment before she lets her eyes flick to where her sword had come to rest, looking back up at the dragon. The dragon rises onto legs and stomps the ground, leaning its head closer to the ground and roaring loudly enough for Kyra's ears to pop and her hair to whip around her face.

Kyra feigns right but goes left as the dragon stomps his big talons where she would've been, she throws herself under the dragon's front left leg and stumbles to her feet mistepping and skidding on her chest, her fingers barely managing to wrap around the scabbard.

She rolls to her feet and pivots around facing the dragon as she yanks the blade from its scabbard rolling it in her wrist the blade singing as it slices through the air. The dragon turns and rears back looosing a torrent of fire her way forcing her to throw herself sideways landing in a pool of muddy water.

She pushes herself to her feet as she tries to duck the dragons swiping claws but they catch her and she gets launched into the air and tossed several feet away landing on her ass, her sword barely missing her own thigh. She winces as she looks down at the bloody claws marks in her side and pushes herself to her feet once again. Didn't this used to be easier?

The dragon approaches her, the ground shaking with each step until it collapses again roaring in pain when lightning begins to arc across it's entire body. Kyra looks over her shoulder at Neloth who stands just off to her right the lightning exploding from his palms.

She doesnt waste any time as she sprints towards the dragon, the dragon lashing out with its claw as she gets too close. Kyra falls back and blows the hair from her face.

She stumbles to her feet as she swings herself onto its long neck, struggling to hold on as it tries to throw her off.

"Hit it again!" She yells as loud as she can as the dragon bucks and she almost loses her grip.

Lightning strikes the dragon again, this time shocking her along with it. She grits her teeth as it arcs across her body and sets every nerve ending on fire. She growls as she forces her limbs to work pushing herself to her feet and flipping her sword in her palm.

Gripping the handle in both hands she thrusts the blade down into the dragon. She grunts in pain as she puts her shoulder to the pommel on the hilt and pushes forcing it even deeper into the dragon's skull. The Serpentine Dragon gives one more bellow before it collapses onto the ground, dead.

Kyra rolls off of it and stumbles as her muscles refuse to work, taking a couple steps forward before she was sure of herself, she leans over putting her hands on her knees panting.

Straightening to her full height, the flames in her eyes begin to fade as she coughs still panting from exertion, and brushes herself off, turning in place as the energy of the dragon's soul begins to circle around it as it burns.

Kyra found herself almost craving that sensation again of taking on the dragon's essence, it was her most natural state of being and she had forgotten what it felt like. The energy arcs towards her but stops as if being warded off and changes direction as a masked figure begins to emerge from a portal.

Miraak approaches the dragon as the energy from the soul begins to move to him, he extends his hand and a bolt of lightning forces her to her hands and knees.

"It takes a strong will for Man to take a dragon's soul. There is strength in the souls, Dragonborn, but you could never be stronger than me." He looks at her for a moment as the soul absorbs completely, the portal opens once again and he steps through it, disappearing into thin air.

Kyra winces as she pushes herself to her feet, holding her hand to her bleeding side, as Selena, Neloth and Frea run up to her.

"Baby are you ok?" She looks at the wound as Kyra shrugs her away walking over to the dragon and wraps her hand around the hilt of her sword. Putting her foot to it she yanks the blade out of the bone and stoops picking up the scabbard from the puddle it came to rest in.

"I'm fine." Kyra finally replies as she walks back up to the group and takes the belt from Selena, hooking the scabbard onto it and belting it around her waist, loose and hung low her hand naturally coming to rest on the pommel where it had so many times before.

"He took that dragon's soul." Neloth looks at her as Kyra squints in the bright sunlight, putting her hand over her eyes like a visor she nods, looking at the dragon then back at Neloth.

"Yep."

"What now?" They all look at one another then look at Kyra.

"Well I don't know about you guys, but my daughter has her lessons at the Temple in an hour." She brushes past them without meeting their eyes as she walks back up the path to her house leaving the dragon skeleton in her wake. Everyone turns to watch her as she walks by, slamming her front door behind her.

Kyra drops the sword onto the hook by the fireplace where it had come to rest seven years ago, and would rest there for seven more if she had anything to say about it. She ignores the pain in her side as she walks down the stairs and opens Sofie's door.

"Sofie, get up time for lessons." She shuts it again and walks into her bedroom throwing open the double doors to the small room off to the left they used for clothes and such. Opening a cabinet she hauls a chest out from within and tips the lid up pulling a leather knapsack from inside.

Kyra flips back the top of the knapsack rummaging through its contents until she finds a small red potion bottle and pops the cork off with her thumb. Tipping it up to her lips she gulps the sour liquid and tries to ignore the pins and needles and itching sensations that comes alongside the healing of her wound.

"Kyra?" She looks over her shoulder as Selena stands in the doorway, Kyra shoves the lid closed and kicks the chest back into the cabinet shutting the cabinet door with a slam. She doesn't turn as she rests her hands on the table, lifting one to wipe her mouth.

"Kyra, Neloth wants to see you."

"I don't want to see Neloth."

"Kyra..."

"No, Sel. I left that fight a long time ago." Kyra turns in place leaning back against the cabinet and folding her arms across her torn and mud stained shirt.

"Kyra I saw you fight that beast just like the Ash Spawn, you know Neloth always ranted on about your nature, your instincts...I didn't realize what he meant until today."

"That I'm a weapon."

"That you were meant to fight." Kyra looks at her.

"You were! If only you could've seen yourself, it was like- it was like watching the wolf take on the bear. You would think the wolf would lose but then it reminds that it was born a predator, that it was born to win." Selena moves closer, picking at Kyra's fingers until she can pull it away from her other arm, interlacing their fingers. She steps closer and leans in pecking Kyra's lips.

"You were beautiful then, and you were just as beautiful now." Selena looks into Kyra's eyes before she kisses her again a moment longer this time.

Their lips meet once more before Kyra finally returns the kiss. She pulls Selena closer by her shirt, kissing her as their tongues meet, Selena lifting Kyra by the hips onto the cabinet and sliding between her legs.

"Mom?" Their lips part and Kyra rests her forehead against Selena's for a long moment before she looks over Selena's shoulder at the door to the closet.

"Yeah Sof?"

"There's some old man and a really big woman outside your bedroom." Kyra smiles as she rests her head on Selena's shoulder.

"I know honey just- you can hang out on our bed for the time being ok, read a book." Sofie turns and disappears as Kyra slides her arms around Selena's neck and kisses her for another long moment before pulling away.

"Not the one on Selena's side of the bed!"