Brittani
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The following fan fiction is unique and easy to read. A Vampire's Best Friend is a Skyrim Fan Fiction with romance, adventure, and likeable characters that you may possibly relate to. I invite you to embark on Ayleth's adventure to cure her best friend of Vampirism. Please leave me feedback so I can become a better writer. I look forward to writing this story.
My best friend’s name was Garrison. We had a lot in common. We both shared an interest in archery so we would occupy ourselves with the chore of making bows for the local blacksmith, Rowan.
Once we were old enough to get permission from our parents, we would go out into the nearby woods every day and hunt together. Hunting began to be something I looked forward to, and not because I loved what I was doing, but rather who I was doing it with. I grew up with him. I got to see him grow from a small, curly-haired farm boy to a young man who had an impeccable hunting ability.
As soon as I heard I was moving, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I would miss those big brown eyes of his that made me smile. I decided to make plans with Garrison the day before I had to move, and then break the news to him. On that day, we met at our favorite clearing in the woods. As garrison dropped to his feet from a tree branch, I eyed him closely, looking for just the right words.
“Garrison..there is something I need to tell you.” I said slowly, trying to hold back my tears.
He looked at me, with those brown eyes, and I almost melted right there.
“Hello? Ayleth, are you there?” I heard him ask, as I returned back to reality.
I dared to look him into the eyes again and, without warning, I quickly spilled out the words I wanted to tell him for months.
“Im moving.”
The look on his face will forever be burned to the back of my mind. His face was full of hurt and his eyes reddened almost instantly.
“Why? I thought your parents liked it here? There’s no reason to-“
“I have to, Garrison. My Dad is going to be attending the Mage College soon, and he wants us to stay close. I’m so sorry!” I interrupted, crying out with my arms wrapped around him.
I buried my face into his chest and let my tears run down. He pulled me away and then both of our sorrow-filled eyes met. His lips met mine moments later, the taste of salty tears on our lips. It felt like time completely stopped and then warmth surged throughout my body. It felt so right. I wanted to tell him how I felt about him right then, but I was too shy. I should have though. He pushed me away and before I could stop him, he ran off, leaving me alone in the clearing.
I wrapped my arms around my legs and buried my face in between them, thinking about Garrison, that kiss, and moving. I had a lot on my mind and until my thoughts died down a little, I wasn’t going back home. It wasn’t any longer than twenty minutes when I heard a scream. It sounded like someone in pain. It took me a second to realize who it was. Garrison.
I ran towards the pathway that Garrison left on and continued to follow the sound, trusting that my ears would shortly lead me to him. When the pathway reached an end, I waited for another sound. After a few moments of silence, I scouted the area, making note of every detail I could. To the east was the river that led back to Riverwood. Me and Garrison would hunt the mudcrabs and gather ninroot alongside the bank. Then the path following the river caught my eye. That was the path we took to get to the small clearing we used to set up a campfire on cold nights.
“Maybe he would have gone down there,” I thought, as I ventured on the path.
I peeked around the column of rock that separated the path from the clearing and my heart sank. That was the first time I had seen a creature of the night and he was feasting on my best friend.
Chapter 1: Garrison
It was the day before I, my mom and dad were scheduled to move from our cozy home in Riverwood to Winterhold. I dreaded that day for so long because I had made many new friends, and even a best friend.My best friend’s name was Garrison. We had a lot in common. We both shared an interest in archery so we would occupy ourselves with the chore of making bows for the local blacksmith, Rowan.
Once we were old enough to get permission from our parents, we would go out into the nearby woods every day and hunt together. Hunting began to be something I looked forward to, and not because I loved what I was doing, but rather who I was doing it with. I grew up with him. I got to see him grow from a small, curly-haired farm boy to a young man who had an impeccable hunting ability.
As soon as I heard I was moving, I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I would miss those big brown eyes of his that made me smile. I decided to make plans with Garrison the day before I had to move, and then break the news to him. On that day, we met at our favorite clearing in the woods. As garrison dropped to his feet from a tree branch, I eyed him closely, looking for just the right words.
“Garrison..there is something I need to tell you.” I said slowly, trying to hold back my tears.
He looked at me, with those brown eyes, and I almost melted right there.
“Hello? Ayleth, are you there?” I heard him ask, as I returned back to reality.
I dared to look him into the eyes again and, without warning, I quickly spilled out the words I wanted to tell him for months.
“Im moving.”
The look on his face will forever be burned to the back of my mind. His face was full of hurt and his eyes reddened almost instantly.
“Why? I thought your parents liked it here? There’s no reason to-“
“I have to, Garrison. My Dad is going to be attending the Mage College soon, and he wants us to stay close. I’m so sorry!” I interrupted, crying out with my arms wrapped around him.
I buried my face into his chest and let my tears run down. He pulled me away and then both of our sorrow-filled eyes met. His lips met mine moments later, the taste of salty tears on our lips. It felt like time completely stopped and then warmth surged throughout my body. It felt so right. I wanted to tell him how I felt about him right then, but I was too shy. I should have though. He pushed me away and before I could stop him, he ran off, leaving me alone in the clearing.
I wrapped my arms around my legs and buried my face in between them, thinking about Garrison, that kiss, and moving. I had a lot on my mind and until my thoughts died down a little, I wasn’t going back home. It wasn’t any longer than twenty minutes when I heard a scream. It sounded like someone in pain. It took me a second to realize who it was. Garrison.
I ran towards the pathway that Garrison left on and continued to follow the sound, trusting that my ears would shortly lead me to him. When the pathway reached an end, I waited for another sound. After a few moments of silence, I scouted the area, making note of every detail I could. To the east was the river that led back to Riverwood. Me and Garrison would hunt the mudcrabs and gather ninroot alongside the bank. Then the path following the river caught my eye. That was the path we took to get to the small clearing we used to set up a campfire on cold nights.
“Maybe he would have gone down there,” I thought, as I ventured on the path.
I peeked around the column of rock that separated the path from the clearing and my heart sank. That was the first time I had seen a creature of the night and he was feasting on my best friend.