I had a dream
It was a dream from my childhood, I was playing hiding games with my young friend Lamae on a
warm summer afternoon. I
hide in my parents barn, sure I would not be found. Soon, the sweet smell of
hay is replaced by a darker, sickly smell. I move deeper into the barn, only
to stumble on the rotting corpses of my parents, their throats ripped out. I
try to scream as My parents rise and pull me into a deep embrace.
Flashback
"My, my, all three of you survived that's impressive, the women of your village are remarkable strong willed. You have each proven yourselves as champions in one way or another and thus have earned the right to stay in my realm for as long as you desire. However, for as long as you do you must continue to serve me and only me, not another daedric prince, not even your own selfish desires but me and only me...."
Flashback Ends
He left us with those words. The ritual took place some time ago, how long ago exactly however i cannot say, but we have continued to served Lord Bal until we could find a better existence in the mortal world. As we lived our unending lives, skills and powers now on levels beyond what we believed possible, the other daedric gods heard of our many great accomplishments and named us accordingly.
Eris became known as Eris the Crimson Queen because of her newly crimson eyes, and unmatched ability to get other to obey her despite the circumstances. Her long black hair that reached the lower portion of shoulder blades now striped with blood red as well as black. The skin around her eyes was rough and veins could be seen leading to her eyes as if her eminence power was trying to leave her body through those eyes. She had many choices of armor but the one she was seen in most oftem was a crimson, silver and black armor set that cover her chest, with specially designed chain mail with black leather stripes leading below her belly button. She wore long black leather trousers with crimson colored boots with black pouches attached to the trousers with black leather. She kept many things, from potions to scrolls on hand. Protected and easy to Maneuver a deadly combination for a Magic user like Eris.
My sister Gavriella became known as Gavriella the Sapphire Valkyrie for her eyes now erupted in a sapphire blue as well as her pride and honor displayed during combat. She kept her hair somewhat short as she was always engaging in close quarters combat, and the dremora are not above hair pulling. She had our mothers hair: golden locks with a habit of twisting at the ends, at least she says they twist by themselves but I personal think she just wakes up extra early to twist them himself. She wears a black and blue set of heavy vampire plate armor whenever she was out for blood. Other than that she wore a set of Vampire Hunter armor which is a lighter set of armor made mostly of leathers and leather stripes Her top was a simple leather blouses covering up her chest area however leaving her arms completely bare so that the many tattoo she had acquired over the years could be seen, her trouser were pretty much the same as Eris' however she wore black boots with blue at the base.
And myself, I became known a Valaya of the Emerald Void. Well, they say its because my eyes now glew green so that they look like emeralds and of the three it has been said that I showed the least human behavior and some say i was never human to begin with. However, i think its because of the gash in my stomach that now exist as a permanent reminder of that dark ritual and the the degrading origin of my new found power. Although not as exotic as Eris or my sister I had received quite a few compliments myself. My hair was long and black as was my father's unlike my father my hair reached the center of my back, I tied it back into something resembling a ponytail however it a lot more messy(in a good way). My armor wasn't the flashiest either, a bright white set of light Vampire armor with white gauntlets and boots made of the bones of the dragons, pretty simple really. My armor had a glow about it caused by the protective enchantment surrounding it but that was about it.
As I enter the world of the living I slowly walk towards my objective. I've been sent on assignment to to put down a small group of necromancer in a Skyrim Ruin who openly proclaim that their power is superior to that of the daedra, I'm here to prove them wrong. I was given a small team of dremora to escort me to ensure success. I won't be needing them, my own power will be more than enough. Its strange unlike the divine who allow events to unfold while offering little aid for their followers, the daedra are different, getting involved on many occasion thought history. Whoever has the guts to stand up to a daedra without the aid of a divine or another daedra would have to be either a man with the abilities of a demi god or a selfish fool who has no regard for those around them. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of person i was dealing with, i would soon have my answer.
As I approached the Ruin I quickly identified the cause of this foolish pride, at their entrance were two vampire fledglings. These necromancers were not just using the bodies and abilities of the dead that have already passed on, but also they wished to control the power of the undead that still wondered the landscape of Tamriel. I couldn't help but smile at their ambition, they aim to use a power that was already there and bend it to their will. Very intelligent, but also very foolish as is normally the case with necromancers, believing that they could play with powers beyond their understanding and do so without answering to anyone.
The fledglings were tied up and starved for what was most likely a period of 4 days at a time keeping their vampiric power at their height. However, this form had its downsides as well, in exchange for great power great weaknesses must follow. Not only has what little resistant they had to fire and sunlight been decrease, they are no longer able to hid among the living as vampires so often do. Also their minds have began to dissipate because of the blood-lust making them more beast than anything. A sad fate for a vampire, to allow yourself to fall so far into the hands of mortal men is nothing other than disgraceful. I couldn't help but wonder if i would have shared a similar fate if not for Eris and Gavriella, but that thought quickly faded away.
"That's close enough!" one of the necromancer said halting me,
"You see these guys we got here, the ain't no normal customer like you and me, they here is vampires. So run away if you know whats good for ya!" as he finished his threat I took another step forward,
"Hey!" he shouted as I took another step,
"You think I'm playing don't cha!" by the end of that sentence i was in a full on sprint.
"Release the Beast!" the restraints holding the vampires back were broken and they rushed at me with all they had. My hand reached for my blade as we ran passed each other, I sheath my sword as their heads tumbled to the ground and their bodies became dusk. The necromancer looked into my eyes and immediately knew who I was, he tried to run inside the ruin, I can only assume to warn others but he was too slow, before he knew it i was standing between him and the entrance. I placed my hand on his chest and then immediately conjured a bound sword that pierced his heart.
"I hate guys that are all talk, you could use a little more heart." I said as i walked away dispelled the the bound sword in my grip.
As i enter the Ruin suddenly flames lite up the room as if a hundred torches were being ignited at once. As my eyes come into focus I could see the truth necromancers and vampire sorcerers alike with fire spells in hand preparing let loose. How could they possible know that I had overcome such weakness long ago. As I placed my hand on my sword they fired their spells i lets out a mighty howl creating a shield of the vibration of my voice not only protecting me from fires but also causing the flames to encircle my body then release a pulse outward knocking down all enemies within my vicinity. I then use my powers in night magic to transform my body into bats and fly to second floor where I proceeded to cut down a great deal of those who were still recovering from my earlier shock-wave and those who were able to stand got an even worst fate. The vampiric flash, a technique that only ancient vampires have the ability to learn, a super high density beam that destroys everything in its path, as well as a personal favorite of mine.
"Damn it, I let my guard down." I whispered as an ax headed straight for my chest, I caught his arm by the wrist then dug my fangs deep into his neck and ripped his throat out.
"I see, a vampire." said a mysterious voice from the shadows,
"I wondered why such a strong warrior like yourself would get involved in a mattered such as this." As he came into the light i saw him as he truly was. An old man.
"I see," I paused "So your the mastermind."
He laughed, "Mastermind, you make it sound like a children story." he paused. "I imagine your here to take revenge on me for what I have done to your people."
"Your people?" I said, "I don't think you quite understand the relationship between vampires I feel nothing for them as they feel nothing for me, you must has seen they way they attacked me with no hesitation, only the instinct to kill they simply try to live as long as possible same as me and if that means we kill our own kind so be it."
The old man smiles, " I see that's why I found Vampires so fascinating. Allow me to introduce myself I am Harkon King of this land." I sheath my blade as he continues, "I had been funding these necromancers because they promised me that they would found out the secrets behind the unending lifespan of vampires so that I could have the immortality without those pesky negatives that plague vampires,"
I interrupted,"But, they had other plans they simply meant to use your funds to find vampires and enslave them."
He smiled, "They had other plans true, but so did you.To add to that you've also added to my fascination with your kind."
"I see." i said as i raised my hand to chest level, aiming in and my hand began to glow as I charged my vampiric flash once more, "Be that as it may, you were the cause of all this and I cannot allow you to live to continue your pursuit, you are an ambitious one and you would surly attempt something like this again. Goodbye."
"Mama... Papa!" Says a little girl as she runs into the room and lays next to one of the unconscious women on the floor I immediately stop the preparations for my attack.
"Harkon is that the princess of these lands?" he paused as he looked at me in confusion.
I moved my gaze to meet his as he finally responded, "Yes that is my daughter Serena. She's part of the reason I wish to extended my life so i may see the woman she become." I drop my arm back to my side as my eyes meet the dirt for a while and then back at Harkon,"Imitating Vampires, seems like a perfectly logical path for you to follow in order to make yourself stronger, I'm not surprised you would do that in order to gain more power, however you will never be my equal." I look at the little girl eyes and cast a hypnotic eyes a simple eye contact sleep spell. As my eyes return to Harkon I say, "This is the form i sacrificed so much to obtain, this is what the void truly resembles."
A green mist shrouds my body. My finger lengthened, and wings erupt from my back, horns are forced out of my forehead and a tail extends from my backside. Harkon is speechless a welcomed changed.
"Do you not see? I was about to defeat those necromancers so easily and didn't even use one-tenth of my power. I'll let you live this time however, If my lord even whispers your name again, I will hunt you down and you'll feel what a Lord of Vampires can really do when i get serious, Understood."
I leave as quickly as possible only taking one more glace at the little girl asleep on the floor.
As I leave I hear Harkon voice utter, "Vampire Lord? Magnificent." I stop for a second and think about going in and finishing the job but then i simply run away I don't know why but I just can't stop myself from running. Or from crying.
I had a dream today
In my dream, I see a beautiful young woman holding an infant to her breast. It is only as I draw near that I realize
that the woman is a desiccated corpse and the child is purple and bloated, dying
of plague. As mother and child crumble to dust, I awaken.
