War Of The Guilds (A skyrimfanfiction)

Battle Of The Dawnguard Part 1 Of 3

   A sound of screaming vampires stopped the group from screaming their victory cries. The screams were that of dying vampires, rather than the screams of a charge; they were trying to get the drop on us, but failed.

   "Get ready men," Jeneasa said," tribe kin follow chief." They nodded and followed their chief, chanting, “Bora, bora!”

    She moved to the lake and submerged under the surface, so as not to be seen; her tribe kin did the same. Several seconds later, six or seven vampires passed by them as they got up from the surface as fast as they could. Most of the vampires had reacted to the sudden movement and were frightened by the sight of over a dozen things coming out of the water, with Jeneasa among them, and quickly ran to them, but with what little luck they had, the vampires were torn apart fairly easily. She ducked under a vampire’s slash that came from behind and pulled her blade out to block more incoming attacks from her opponent. Then an unintentional opening from the vampire was met with a sharp blade to the ribs. Suddenly, a new wave of vampires came in by the dozens.

   "Tribe kin, fall back to big stone." The Rieklings fell back to the fort.

   Jeneasa turned around and engulfed her hands in a bit of fire and started to move around her hands in a ritual type motion. When she stopped a mere few seconds later, she let go of the spell unleashing a fire phoenix (Fire Storm) upon the unsuspecting vampires. Most of them died in agony of the fire, the ones that didn't were already dead from the impact of the blast.

   Then as Jeneasa readied another spell, a vampire ran up to her, but she was doing another master spell and couldn't pull out her blade in time to intersect her assailant.

   Right before the leech struck, an arrow pierced his heart and he fell to the ground. Standing maybe sixteen feet from him was a man in dragon bone armor and a Deadric bow with dragon bone arrows. "Need to watch out for them, Jeneasa, you should know better," the man said, taking off his helmet to reveal an old man whose beard was as brown as a tree and whose long hair reached his neck.

   "Zarch?" Jeneasa asked.

   "Who else has a shot almost as good as his friend's arm, and the only man who could actually fit in with The Triumvirate besides the other three?"

   "Why are you in Skyrim?"

   "I needed to visit my homestead here, the Thalmor found it and turned my home into a base; they killed Rayya. Then I heard about the attack happening to the Dawnguard and was looking to help the famous Triumvirate. So where's Carl and Genie?"

   "That's a long story, but first we need your help to take down these vampires, follow me to the fort. There I can strategize our forces to withstand this onslaught."

   The two walked to the fort fighting off dozens of vampires along the way. When they reached the fort, the Dawnguard and Imperial soldiers were engaging vampires and skeletons left and right, the werewolves were staving off gargoyles, and Sheogorath (Sheo)… is just being Sheo, killing whatever vampire that got close. Then, Genie walked up to him and before he could react, she banished him.

As he was covered by a purple orb, he waved good bye to Jeneasa and then disappeared in the purple orb. "Why Genie, why take all of Skyrim and kill the Dawnguard in the name of blood suckers?" Jeneasa asked.

   "Don't you get it? I want to rule all of Tamriel, and so do my brothers," she replied frigidly, just as her touch.

   "I guess that means we fight."

   "Not yet I still have one trick up my sleeve." The ground around them started to shake. "AL-DU-IN!" Then a dragon black as night, swooped down from a dark blue hole in the sky.