War Of The Guilds (A skyrimfanfiction)

Battle Of The Dawnguard Part 2 Of 3

   Jeneasa gave out a good sigh before continuing. "Fine, you can help, but one more perverted word from you, little bird, and you'll regret it."

   "You won't hear a peep out of me, but that doesn't include anything mentioning sex."

   "Ugh, you are so annoying!" Jeneasa then stormed off into the direction of the new, grounded Alduin. She pulled her Nightingale Blade out and tried to cut him with it. When the blade hit his skin, his thorny back sharpened the blade and didn’t even seem to be affected. What the heck? I can't even hurt him. Her blade was then sent to the ground. Alduin then laughed.

   "Weapons are useless against me, now watch me at my full power," he said. "DIIL- HJOT- AAR!" Then a group of skeletal giants rose up from the ground. Jeneasa recovered her blade and engaged into combat with the closest giant. With her eyes off the massive dragon, Alduin swung his tail into her side throwing her into the nearby rock bed. Nearly dead, Jeneasa brought out one of her healing elixirs and drank it.

    "MEYZ-HET-DIIL!" She shouted as an army of Watchmen and Keepers came up from the ground.

   "What Dovahkiin, giving up already?" His dreadful and unholy voice made the ground beneath their feet shake and creak as he spoke in the guttural tongue of mortal men.

   Jeneasa then sheathed the Nightingale Blade in its scabbard and began to dual wield the Fire Ball Destruction spell.

   "No, I’m just getting started." She then shot two balls of fire at the dragon, as the crimson and amber balls hit his raven-black scales; they exploded into multicolored sparks and embers as the great dragon deity cried out in surprise and pain.

   "Looks like I can still hurt you, come on brother dovah, let's finish this!" The first child of Akatosh spread his wings and the sky began to turn from sapphire-blue, to slate-grey, to almost midnight-black as his wings blocked out the sun. Jeneasa then shouted, "DUIR- NEH- VIIR" and a green-skinned, almost skeletal, dragon was summoned into this plane of existence. He, like Alduin was a necromancer, except where Alduin succeeded, he failed.

   "Zu'u fen krii hei Alduin, fah zu'u los hein rinid," (I will kill you Alduin, for I am your equal.) Durnehviir said in a harsh, but pained, tone. The two gargantuan rivals engaged in mortal combat. Not even Jeneasa could fight Alduin for long, but Durnehviir is truly immortal and forever, for he is no longer a dragon. Even if he were to be defeated, he would never perish, for you cannot kill death, not even the strongest of beings could hope to stop that which they’ve already made impossible to kill: death itself.

   The two foes clashed with claws, fangs, and tails in the air with an unnatural magnitude of power behind it. If Durnehviir were not forever he would have instantly died, but since he is infinite, the two could go at it for a while.

   But then right before they could do anything more, the elf named Tialis shouted, "Hey, Mister Monster! Can I ask you a question? When the hell are you going to actually seem interesting or threatening to me? I’m bored as all fuck down here!” (My editor did tialis and I wanted this to be a non- cursing fanfic, sorry I fail)

   "You, elf, will die first," Alduin replied, with hatred booming through his voice.

   "I swear, if I had a gold coin for every time that someone’s told me that, I wouldn’t need to work for a few years. It’d be nothing but drinking, women, and partying with my brothers; anyone of them can have the first two options if they want to have some serious fun. But please, test your luck against me, you ugly, stupid, pathetic, fairytale MOTHERFUCKER! Come on! Let’s see how much you’re worth to whoever wants the hole-strewn corpse!" He shouted his insults and curses as he drew the bow from his back and checked his short sword of pure onyx.