The Blood Countess

Arya sits on the back of Shadowmere, looking at steam halt camp. A bandit hideout a few miles away from Whiterun. The blizzard had died down to a light snow fall, covering the ground in a blanket of white. Arya can smell the scent of blood on the chilly breeze. Using her vampiric aura vision, she can see the life energy of the bandits, as they huddle around a fire. She smells the air again, and catches the scent of another predator in the area. With her eyes giving off a faint red glow, she looks around. That's when she spots somebody else, sneaking up on the bandit camp.

On the other side of the camp, Aela the Huntress is crouched down, watching the bandits with her werewolf night vision, causing her usual pale blue eyes, to turn a lycanthrope yellow. She can also smell the bandits' blood, as their delicious hearts pump the crimson liquid through their veins. Aela can also smell an all too familiar scent on the breeze. A scent that always sent her loins on fire. This time however, there is something different about the scent, something that makes her blood boil with caution, and anger.

"Nice to see you again Arya." Aela said, when she hears Shadowmere's hooves approaching from behind her.

"I can never sneak up on you can I Aela?" Arya said, as she rides up in a slow walk behind the fierce Huntress. Arya pulls Shadowmere to a stop, and slides down from the saddle. Aela turns and looks at her closest friend inside the Companions. It doesn't take long for Aela to see that Arya had given up her lycanthropy for vampirism. Despite the fact that she was a creature Aela should kill on sight, she couldn't help but still be attracted to Arya.

"I can see you changed since the last time I saw you." Aela said, as she watches with caution as Arya approaches her.

"Yes, and you're still the same werewolf you always been." Arya said, as she catches the scent of Aela's beast blood. Arya can't help but caress her cleavage again, as she remembers all the wild, animalistic, sometimes painful but always enjoyable times they shared.

"Vampire seduction doesn't work on those with beast blood." Aela said, as she notices what Arya was trying to do. Arya sighs in disappointment, but she remains confident that she can seduce Aela one way or another. After all they have always had an attraction to each other.

"I guess you're hunting these fools too." Arya said.

"Yes. Hunting brigades is always a better choice, than killing a helpless farmer or traveler." Aela said.

"You're right. There's no challenge with helpless mortals. At least bandits put up a good fight." Arya said, as her juices begin to run down the inside of her armor, some of it seeping out from around the metal dildo protruding from the crotch of her skin tight black armor. The scent of blood always sent her loins burning with need. Aela smells Arya's arousal in the air, and she knew it wasn't because of seeing each other again after so long. Blood doesn't have the same effect on Aela, although it does make her stomach growl with hunger, and the animalistic desire to hunt.

"I hope you don't mind if I join you on this hunt?" Arya said.

"I don't mind, but don't get in my way. I have no problem sharing with another wolf, but the idea of hunting with a vampire, doesn't feel right." Aela said, in a stern tone.

"Oh Aela why the hostility? I'm still the same person." Arya said, even though she wasn't.

"No you're not. I can sense a change in you, something that I don't like." Aela said, trying to keep her voice low, so the bandits don't hear the growing anger in her voice.

"So what you think you're better than me now?" Arya said, as she crosses her arms in front of her chest, and cocks her hip to the side, glaring into Aela's piercing eyes.

"You're a werewolf, I'm a vampire both of us hunt, kill, and feed on people." Arya said.

"Yes we do, but I can see an ambition in your eyes, that bothers me. Don't you remember what Parathurnax said, about dominance is in a dragon's nature. You're dragonborn so that means you have the same nature. Combine that with a vampire's darker version of dominance, and the future looks grim for all of Skyrim." Aela said.

"Aela you've always been too intelligent for your own good. So I guess you know or at least can sense what I plan to do." Arya said.

"You've always been a leader. Kodlak saw that, and that's why he made you harbinger. You led the stormcloaks into battle against the empire, I was there fighting by your side. I seen what Akatosh blessed you with. You are a good person, don't do whatever this evil is driving you to do." Aela said, her voice calming down to a friendly tone.

"Evil!? This evil is what's going to free the people of Skyrim from the thalmor's grip!" Arya said, her voice beginning to rise.

"I'm all for sending those basterd high elves to oblivion, but not like this. This is an insult to Kodlak's memory, and to the guidance that Parathurnax gave you." Aela said. Arya's blood was beginningto boil, her green eyes were going red with anger.

"This is my destiny, not Kodlak's or that old dragon, and it certainly isn't yours!" Arya said, as she quickly lands an open palm hit, to Aela's chest. Sending the Huntress flying through the air, and smashing through the log barrier around the camp. The bandits jump from the loud crash, and scatter for their weapons. Aela tumbles in over end through the snow, on the third tumble she flips herself up and lands on her feet. She looks down at her ancient nord armor, and sees the brown leather front slashed open from Arya's claws. A bandit lines up an arrow shot on Aela, Arya sees this and leaps with cat like grace and speed, over to the bandit. Arya slaps the bow out of the bandit's hand, and grabs him by his fur armor and pulls his neck to her open mouth. Blood spews from the bandit's mouth, as she bites through his flesh. Arya rips out his throat with her teeth, she swallows the bloody chunk of meat, and washes it down with the gyser of bright red blood gushing from the hole ripped into his throat. Arya tosses the dead bandit away like a piece of garbage, as she turns and looks at Aela. The once heroic face that Aela grew to love, was now a horrific sight with blood covering the bottom half of her face, her bloody lips curled up in the most sadistic smile Aela had ever seen, her blood red eyes looking at her with predatory hunger and rage. As evil as the sight was, Arya still looked drop dead gorgeous, to a vampire she would be the hottest sight in the world.

"Nobody but me is killing you Aela." Arya said. The fearless Huntress feels sorrow in her heart, knowing that her friend was gone, she had been replaced by this demonic creature of the night.

"I must put you to rest my friend." Aela said, as she pushes the straps on her armor off her shoulders. Once her boots and gauntlets are off, leaving her standing naked in the bitter cold night air. Aela's eyes turn yellow, as her teeth become pointed and sharp, she grunts in pain, as her bones start to move under her skin. Her bones snap, break and stretch as her muscles tear, and expand in size and strength, black fur begins to grow out from her smooth, cream color skin, as her skin turns a black color, the bones in her face break as they form into a snout. Bandits look on in confusion and fear, at the two monsters.

"Stay and watch the greatest battle in history. The Blood Countess verses Aela the Huntress." Arya said, to the bandits. Aela's grunts become growls and snarls as her body continues to change into her beast form. A pair of pointed ears, a set of black talons on her fingers, big sharp teeth, a pair of savage yellow eyes, and a tail complete her transformation. Aela roars into the night as her beast blood pumps through her veins, sending heavy amounts of adrenaline flowing through her body. Arya snarls at her werewolf opponent, and the two jump for each other. The slam into each other like two mammoths crashing into one another. Aela's heavier werewolf body, pushes Arya back and slams her to the ground. Arya bares her teeth as she pushes Aela up, then she puts her feet on the Huntress' chest, and kicks her away. Aela smashes through roof that was sitting in the middle of the camp. As the roof comes crashing down, Aela rolls up to her feet just as Arya pounces like a cat towards the Huntress. Aela uses her clawed hand, to swat Arya out of the air. With blood dripping from the deep claw marks on her side, Arya slams into a log wall, and bounces off like a rubber ball, and slams to the ground, next to the fire. The bandits scatter out of the way, as Aela growls as she charges on all fours towards Arya. Arya quickly gets to her feet, and steps to the side, as Aela's shoulder slams into the wall, her lycanthrope strength snaps the logs like dried twigs. Arya lands a left hook to the side of Aela's face, the blow causes the Huntress to see stars for a second. Aela shakes the stars out of her vision, she lunges for Arya. Who quickly grabs her by the massive shoulders, and throws her like a doll, across the camp. Aela tumbles and rolls across the ground, she stops herself by digging her claws into the dirt. Arya and Aela look at each other, and charge. Both of them sprinting, having the longer reach Aela brings her huge hand and upper cuts Arya, sending the Dragonborn flipping through the air and landing on her head with bone breaking force. Arya's body flips over on the ground, leaving her limp as she sees stars and her head aches from the impact. Aela spins around and see Arya lying face down in the snow, like she was dead. But she can hear her undead heart still beating. Aela goes over and raises her claws up to take off Arya's head. As she moves in for the kill, Arya rolls over and runs her sword through Aela's shoulder. Blood drips from the top of Arya's head, and runs down the side of her face, as she gets back up and sees Aela backing away with blood spilling from her shoulder wound, as a skyforge sword sticks out of the wound. Aela reaches up , growling in pain as she pulls the blade out of her shoulder. Thank Hircine it wasn't silver, or else she'd be in real pain.

"I would've brought silver, but I didn't exactly expect to run into you out here Aela, nor did I plan on killing you, but oh well." Arya said, as Aela looks at her drooling as she growls in anger at her former friend. Aela tosses the sword away, and back hands Arya across the face. Blood flings from her mouth as the blow spins her around, and drops her to one knee, where she looks up at Aela and hits her with an unrelenting force shout. Aela is blasted towards the cave entrance, where she slams against the wooden door. Arya shakes her head, as her vision blurs, then starts to change into her vampire lord form. Aela senses to growing dark energy from Arya, knowing something bad is about to happen, Aela leaps like a big cat, and lands on top of Arya's smaller body. Aela grabs the cleavage hole in Arya's armor with one hand, and swings her body around and smashes her through the log braces of the catwalk, that led up above the cave. The logs break like big tooth picks, as Aela keeps smashing the vampire through the timber braces, then she spins around and throws Arya over the log wall, like a human softball. Arya tumbles through the air, and slams into a tree like a bug hitting a wall. She fall in the snow below, just as Aela lands on all fours in front of her. Arya's body screams with pain from the impact, but the tough as nails vampiress Dragonborn isn't defeated yet, as she quickly gets up and brings a clawed right hook to Aela's face. The blow stuns the werewolf for a bit, but she quickly recovers and lands her own clawed hit across Arya's face, slashing her flawless face open with her claws. Arya snarls and kicks out Aela's knee, then slams her knee into the Huntress' snout. Blood spills from Aela's black nose, from the blow, as Arya grabs the back of her head, and slams her face into the tree. Aela growls and swipes her claws out, and rips Arya's armor and chest open, ripping out the spikes that were lodged in her breasts. Arya screams in pain, falling back as blood spills from the deep claw marks, that reveal her ribs under her tits. Arya rolls back and stands up, with flesh hanging from her bleeding chest. Aela doesn't give Arya a chance to change into her vampire lord form, as quickly rushes in to knock of the vampire's head. Arya ducks under the huge clawed hand, and slashes Aela on the snout. Aela growls at the pain, but she toughs it out, as she lands another clawed hit to Arya's body. Claws rip open Arya's shoulder, as a punch to the stomach knocks the wind out of her. Aela sends Arya tumbling down the hill, with an upper cut to the chin. Arya rolls through the snow, and slams into a rock at the bottom of the hill. Aela moves towards her, just as she's blasted with a fire shout. Aela growls in pain, as her skin burns and her fur sizzles from the dragon hot fire. Arya quickly jump on Aela's back, holding onto the werewolf's shoulders, Arya bites down hard on the hard muscles in Aela's neck. Aela roars in pain, as razor sharp fangs and teeth sink in her flesh. Arya's claws dig into Aela's shoulders, drawing blood as she holds on to get a drink of werewolf blood. Aela goes into a rage filled frenzy, as she tries to get Arya off her back, before she drinks her dry. In her rage, Aela flips over and lands on her back, crushing Arya under her massive weight. Aela rolls up to her feet, leaving Arya lying limp on the ground, from being crushed under a werewolf. Aela quickly grabs Arya by the head, and in a rage fueled frenzy she starts slamming the vampire's head on the rock. Blood begins to drip from Arya's nose and mouth, as Aela keeps smashing her head on the rock. Then she looks at her former friend and sees the damage she's causing, and with a bit of her humanity coming back, Aela let's go Arya's head. Arya spits out a mouthful of blood, she groans in pain from her head being nearly smashed open on the rock. Aela steps away from the Dragonborn, and suddenly feels the effects of their fight. Still in her beast form, Aela breathes fast, lightly whimpering fight from the pain, that suddenly started throbbing through her battered body. Blood drips from her nose, from her snout being broken, her face was covered in blood from the many deep cuts and gashes in her skin, her shoulder wound had long since healed, but she was feeling the effects from blood loss. Aela's knees gave way, and she collapses against a boulder, looking at Arya. Who was slowly getting up, as blood drips from her broken face, and slashed open body.

"This isn't over Aela. I swear to Molag Bol, this isn't over." Arya said, as she spits out more blood. The sorrowful look in Aela's beast eyes, isn't enough to stop Arya's hatred for her once best friend. Arya feels an painful ache inside her head, she looks over at the horizon and sees the glow of the sun, rising over the mountain tops. Sunlight won't kill her, but it will weaken her and also give her a headache and temporarily blind her. Those symptoms aren't a good thing, especially in a fight. Arya whistles for Shadowmere, who trots over. Arya grabs the reins, and pulls herself up. She slowly gets up in the saddle and kicks her horse into a gallop. Aela watches through werewolf eyes, as the Blood Countess and former harbinger of the Companions, rides over the hill, and disappears from her sight.

Aela can feel her beast form starting to fade, from being so weak from her battle with the vampire dragonborn. She needs to feed to speed up the healing process, before she changes back. Aela gets up and walks back into the bandit camp. As a drop of blood drips from her mouth, Aela sniffs around for any of the bandits. She figured they probably ran away during the monster battle royale, but maybe one or two were hiding. Aela moves around as she sniffs the ground, and then the air. Picking up a scent, she follows it to look out spot, where an orc bandit was hiding. With her long, muscular arm she reaches in and grabs the bandit by the ankle. He yells out in pain, as her claws dig into his flesh. With a single hard pull, she drags him out. Her stomach growl with hunger, as she hears his heart pounding in fear inside his chest. Frozen in fear, he looks up into her hungry yellow eyes, he suddenly screams as her claws begin digging into his flesh. Aela goes into a frenzy, as she rips open his green skin, and tears through the muscles in his chest. A sickening crunch is heard, as she pries his rib cage open, like a bear prying open a clam. Blood gurgles from his mouth, as he screams in agony, Aela uses her claws and teeth to rip him open. Seeing his beating heart, pumping fast from the pain and shock flooding his body. Her stomach growls as she looks at the pumping muscle in between his lungs. The dying bandit's screams go silent as she pulls his heart out, holding the spasming muscle in her hand, Aela brings it to her mouth, and sinks her wolf teeth into the warm, moist, sweet meat of the orc's heart. Her strength begins to come back, as she swallows down chunks of the heart, and allows her beast form to remain. Aela swallows the last of the heart, and looks around for another bandit. Leaving the orc lying in blood stained snow, with his upper torso ripped open, and his guts strung out across the ground. As she sniffs around for another meal. Aela gets close to the cave entrance, where she smells the other bandits. With blood and flesh dripping from her mouth, Aela approaches the door. Wrapping her bloody wolf hand around the handle, she pulls the door open. As the sun peeks over the mountains, Aela enters the cave. The sound of blood curdling screams, and werewolf growls, snarls, and roars can be heard through the door. As the bandit hideout, becomes a place of horror and slaughter. Aela the Huntress may have won the battle, but can she win the war against the legendary heroine, turned villain of Skyrim.

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Next chapter is coming soon. I'm going to starting a story about Aela the Huntress soon. If you have any comments or suggestions, let me know in the review. Thanks for reading.