Skyrim Dovah One Shots

Thin line of life Lord Harkon x Y/N

This was requested by that-fanfic-chic I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Y/N Pov,

I see a guy standing over me with a look of hunger in his eyes. I swear I could see an orange tint to his eyes and fangs as he stared at me. Everything goes black.

Earlier that day,

"Hey I need to get some goods can you wait here? I won't be long I promise," I say as Farkas begins to get settled on a bench. I walk away from Farkas and head out of Whiterun and into Falkreath. I smell blood when I turn away from Farkas, so I hurry out of Whiterun and head to the blood source to investigate the smell. A small herd of deer was seen in the distance with a wounded fawn in the middle. I couldn't hold back my instincts so I shift and lunge at the small herd and land on top of the small fawn. I tear it into shreds and I get another whiff of blood source coming from the front gates of Falkreath.

I slowly walk up to the wounded man and hide in the bushes and reach for the wounded man and pull him into the bush and eat him up with no trace but only blood. A strong scent of Vampire fills my muzzle and the scent seems as if the vamps are ten miles away.

I rush over to the vampires and I see a large group of Vigilants fighting them off. I sneak over to Vampires and help them defeat our common enemy the Vigilance of Stendarr. One by one they all die and the Vampires go from five to three after the battle. The three vampires thanks me go on their own way because I helped defeat an enemy.

As the day had gone by, I fed more so it was about 6:30 at night when I finally shift back to my human self (or if you are a beast race). I wake up in front of Whiterun naked and slightly bruised up with a few cuts. I get up and look for my secret stash of armor. I slip on my shrouded armor from the brotherhood and head into a decent sized nearby bandit fort.

I unsheathe my dadric sword and walk into the fort hoping for another success. In the middle of the bandit raid, I get hit in the shoulder and then the leg. I fall down on the ground, but I take the chance to knock him over and stab him in his chest. The rest of the bandits crowd around me and beat me but I fire shout them to death. I use the last bit of energy I try to stand up but I stumble as far I try to get to Whiterun. Blood seeps from my shoulder and leg and the wounds open more and a pack of wolves and saber cats start attacking. I try to fight them off as much as I can but as I kill them off by off one was left. The last Saber Cat jumps on top of me forcing me to the ground tearing into my body as I force my sword into its heart. The last little bit of energy that I have and I used it to focus on my healing spell. I heal up very little but it was enough for me to get up and walk two miles closer to Whiterun.

Y/N thoughts,
Harkon thought,

I collapse on the road and wake up with a tall man looming over me. Hunger is seen in the man looming over me. I see that he smirks when he realizes I was conscious. He smiles and when I try and get up but I fall back down. His teeth are long and sharp. His eyes have an orange tint to it. Is he a vampire? Darkness consumes me again.

A quick Harkon Pov,

My vampire minions have given me some good gossip about the werewolf Dragonborn. "Lord Harkon, a werewolf help me and two other minions. This werewolf was seen shifting into the Dovahkiin and also seen defeating a bandit fort and barely won a saber cat and wolf pack attack." I walk out of the castle and head to Whiterun or that area to feed on the innocent.