My story is a never-ending tempest
I was human once
Looking forward to a fulfilling life
A Chance for family, a Chance for love
It is impossible to understand
The burden of the half life I live
Dead, but alive.
A creature in between.
This never-ending life
Steals the purity of your soul
The memories of your life
From the experiences you live
To the names of the ones in your heart
The wisp of smoke that lingers in the air
that fades away into the shadows of time
Destiny called my sister and I when we were very young
I was only at the age of 15 when my sister was chosen to become a priestess of Arkay
The smiles, the joys, all but a mask that hid our true feelings
Our parents show their true colors in private,
I remember my father's tears has he prayed for Arkay's protection and continued blessing
They prayed with their words for her safety
but their hearts revealed the truth
Their true prayers were to keep the daughter they loved
I shared my family’s sorrow
My sister’s hopeless fate became a rip in all of our hearts.
Time heals all wounds, but I don’t remember when my wounds healed
I had a dream
I dreamed of someone sleeping peacefully in his bed,
when a shadowy, gaunt figure silently enters the room. Approaching the bed, the
figure leans down and sinks its fangs into the sleeping person. After a few
moments, the pale figure rises, blood dripping down her chin. As color flows
back into the vampire's face, and her features fill out, I recognize the
face as my own. I awake screaming.
I've lived with this curse for what seems now to be the majority of my life and still i feel these emotions anger, regret, and sorrow. i was told by my older sister Gavriella that with time the memories would subside and the faces that haunt my dreams would fade away into that empty void in the depth of my mind, i can't wait until that day comes then maybe just maybe these nightmare will no longer plague me.
My sister enters my chambers more than likely in responds to the screams i let out only seconds earlier, her expression was one of subtle anger and confusion,she spoke,
" Still having nightmares I'm assuming." i nodded trying not to make eye contact. she smiles,
"Get up, Eris says its time." My eyes grew large as I heard those words and without thinking i said,
" You couldn't possible mean?" Without a response she walked out of chambers forcing me to follow and I did, somethings never change i always seems to be a step behind her.
"I hear the creatures of Tamriel just can't seem to keep their fangs to themselves, some might found this humorous sharing our gifts so thoughtlessly do they know not where this power comes," Gavriella said in a frustrated tone
Its rare to see her express her own opinion much less insult the blood suckers of Tamriel by not even addressing them as Vampires. I've always looked up to my sister, it was always as though she knew just what to do, on that fateful day when the dark gift was delivered to us, i know for a fact that i would have been lost without her.
She taught me how to fight, seduce and feed without killing my pray unless I needed to useful traces for a female vampire. In the five years that follow our transformation into night walkers: Eris, my sister Gavriella, and myself, our vampiric powers developed extremely quickly even my own being the least adapted of us. This was most likely a result of having contracted our gifts from Lamae Beolfag, the blood matron the first true vampire also known as Eris younger sister. We are special in the fact that we are of the few that got our gift directly from the blood matron herself and lived to tell the tale, unlike the creatures that crawl around on Nirn whose blood is like an ocean with a single coin of gold within it. Our blood is the heavens at night dotted with clouds hiding their true perfection, at least that's how Eris explained it to me.
Our power was so absolute that Eris felt that a "Confirmation." was in order.
Flashback
It took 7 years but finally we had made our way to Coldharbour the realm of the daedric prince Molag Bal the creator of the vampire. It was no small task i might add. When we got there we were greeted by a small army of crocodile-headed humanoid Daedra called Daedroth. We made quick work of them as the second waved approached we prepared ourselves Eris took the rear position because of her superior blood magic, as my sister and I covered the direct front, the majority of our skill being place into ours blades that never left our sides. After 12 years of surviving together this was truly one of our most deadly formations.
Then all sudden i thundering voiced covered the land, "Who dares enter my realm."
Eris spoke, "We are the true followers of Molag Bal, the bearers of the blood maiden's dark gift, the daughters of Coldharbour," for a moment there was silent
and then thundering began again, "Daughters of Coldharbour? that is a laugh, only one mortal has earned the right to be called that and she is no longer among the living." I tried to hide my anger for I knew the words he spoke were for that of poor sweet Lamae or at least she used to be. Before that day.
Eris reached her hand to the sky with an expression I've never seen on her face before it was one of excitement and lust, lust for the power demonstrated by her younger sister that day which had not been replicated by a vampire sense not even by us, the ones who carry her direct blood, we came to know that form as Vampire lord having no other name for it.
Eris screamed, " Prince of domination and en-slaver of all mortals, i beg of you do onto us as you have done onto her so that we may know a fraction of the power you wield." again their was silence for what seemed like a eternity, suddenly the man beast began to howl and grunt as they charged in for what seemed like our final battle.
"Damn it!" I thought, "My body won't stop shaking, and my sword, I can't lift my sword, could this be the end?"
My sister reassured me," Our only chance is if we stay close and hold our ground, and remember my sister, fight on. until your last breath fight on!"
The doubt that was reflected in my trembling sword disappeared and was replaced by rage and determination, I looked at my sister as she nodded I knew she was telling me it was time to use the technique she thought me, channeling all the vampiric power thoughtout my body into a single point, my blade making it as sharp as a bolt of lightning from Akatosh himself.
"Here they come," I said, " 30 meters, 25, 20, 15, 10..."
as the number 10 escaped my lips I leaped forward toward my eventual demise. Just then a tower of inferno fell from the heaven between our attackers and ourselves i jumped back into my sister arms to avoid the blaze.
the thunder began again,"Mortal you have no idea the what you just asked of me the first, the blood maiden as you called her wanted more than anything for me to stop, however you come to me begging for the same treatment, that's a spite in the face of that woman if I've ever heard one, however you've peeked my curiosity mortal and i will as the humans say"humor you" however the event that took place 12 years ago took a good partial part of my strength to carry out and seeing that their are 3 of you more energy is required then for the first, i will need a total of 20 years to complete what you ask, that's eight more years/ however, until that time is upon us you are forbidden from leaving my realm unless i deem it necessary. You three have demonstrated powerful abilities this day and shall serve as champions of my realm, generals in my army. While here you will no longer fill the baser needs of your forms and need to feed likewise the sun nor your degree of hunger will not affect your abilities to use you powers in combat. Make yourselves at home, or else."
Flashback Ends
At last the day is upon us don't get me wrong we had not become weaken in our days of toil we learned the swordsmanship of the dremora as well as a new type of magic to our list of blood magic. A new power called night magic Eris discovered it, but it took my sister to master it as usual. Blood magic takes the demonic blood within the vampire and gives it an outward effect, however night magic is a bit different night magic takes the dark energy in the enviroment and re purposes it for the need of the user. Training was just one of our jobs as generals we also served as warriors in the realms in times of need. To often an over eager worshiper would find his way into the realm or the lesser dremora would believe servitude out of their nature and would rebel or at least try to before they were cut down by we three. For a time i was happy little did i know i would never feel that way ever again.
I followed my sister as we approached a the throne room, normally so bring and well lite i found it strange that the lights were off and the room was silent, silents being difficult to obtain given the natural sound given off by dremora and gator people let alone their voices. As we enter that black abyss we heard a small moan, under normal circumstances i would have assumed rats even in a plane of oblivion the vermin found a way. But this was different as the door shut behind us with trembling force I knew.
"Gavriella," i said trying to hold back my tears,
" Gavriella where's Eris." a heart stopping scream filled the halls as the room came back to life, in the throne room a vile scene awaited me Eris... clothes torn to sheds being held up by a tail rapped around her neck for all to see, i looked deep into her eyes and saw that the person i knew before was completely gone the life in her eyes had been replace a demonic crimson the likes of which I've never seen before. Then tossed like a rag doll against a nearby pillar, i was speechless i looked at my sister expecting some kind of reassurance but there was none. She simply smiled and nodded without a word i knew everything would be alright. As the tail that was once holding Eris by the throat darted through my sister preparing to make her the next victim. I jumped in the way. My sister had given up everything for me these last 20 years, this was the least i could do. My Abdomen had been pierced by the daedric prince leaving a cavity below my bossom, blood splashed from the impact I opened my mouth in pain but no words came out, not even a sound. As I looked back at my sister I saw the shock in her face, she looked into my eyes as I smiled and nodded. Somehow i know she knew what i was trying to say. I appreciate you.
I had a dream again
I dreamed of long days spent basking in the sunlight of my native lands.
I feel the warmth and the heat, and feel my
body become refreshed.
Deep within my heart of hearts, always knowing it was all but a dream.
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