Tales of the Dark One's: The Daywalkers Awakening.
The eyes of the dark one's watched over the child and the parents. The mark of those that have embraced the darkness is the eyes. The dark sinister eyes that bear the scar of a vile twisted being. It's only the eyes though.
" Oh great all powerful dark one save my son, he was bitten but he bit back and something happened, let him live I beg of you!" The desperate mother cried holding the strong and lean (but weak) 16 year old in her arms.
"I see, he should be dead, the surge of power through his veins should be enough to kill a boy but this one is special. Let me explain; he was bitten by a vampire and instinctively he bit back giving the vampire all the bad blood and taking the good blood for himself. The effect is that he has no weaknesses of being a nightwalker he is immune to sunlight, crossbows and all other things capable of killing a vampire. The other one who bit has been weakened per say, leaving him the vulnerability of vampirism. There is one way to save your son but it comes at a cost." The cold icy voice of the dark one whispered through the hall.
The father got down on his knees and pleaded; " Anything to save my son just do not hurt him."
The reply of the dark one came after hesitating; " We will not hurt your son but ultimately harm shall find him that or he finds peace in the afterlife. Alas, you are not ready to accept you son's death so let it be. I warn thee that this life will make him a dragon amongst lambs but dragon or no he will be the only of his kind, an outcast led to misery unless he finds something us dark one's do not speak of. Love, it is what can defeat us the bonds of love cannot be touched by darkness. As it seems you are not to be swayed so let it be leave the child here and we shall make him an immortal dark one. He shall even be an outcast here, as he will have merely adopted the darkness whereas we were all born in it. I now pronounce the dark one's a new member the Daywalker of Tamriel KIARAMON SHADOWSKULL!" The final words echoed through the hall almost lasting an eternity, an eternity of suffering, isolation and misery very much like the life of the Daywalker.
Maybe one day Serana Volkihar would find her saviour and the Daywalker would find his.
