A/N Ahoy guys, sorry this took so long, life got in the way. I will try to do these at least once a month, hopefully more, thanks for being patient. Also, if any armor or weapons or such are mentioned and you don't recognize them they're mods on PC, just an FYI. Anyway, enjoy
Runa turned towards her father, jaw gaping at him. Drenkir smiled and laughed loudly before speaking. "Close your mouth Runa, you'll catch flies otherwise." Serana giggled softly. She eventually regained her composure and stuttered through a sentence. "Are you t-t-telling me that my father, the one who read me bed time stories and played hide and seek with me when I was a child, is the legendary Dragonborn?" Drenkir smirked and nodded in agreement. Runa nearly fainted from the news. "What's next, you're gonna tell me Mama is a Werewolf?" She nearly shouted. Serana stifled a laugh. "Close, I'm a Vampire." She said. This time, Runa fainted immediately. Drenkir sighed. "We could've done that better, you know." His wife nodded. "But that was the most entertaining way." Serana remarked. Drenkir's laugh bellowed through Lakeview Manor as he walked to his daughter, lifting her with ease and carrying her back to her bed. He laid her down gently and closed the door behind him.
She awoke nearly an hour later; she had a good sized bump on her head and felt like she had woken up from a strange dream. The last thing Runa remembered was her father telling her that he was the Dragonborn and her mother saying she was a Vampire. She shook her head and exited her bed, noticing that she was in her leather armor still, the old, weathered fabric still clinging to her skin. She rushed downstairs and into the kitchen to find her father roasting a slab of venison of a fire as her mother diced potatoes. Drenkir was the first to speak as he noticed his daughter. "Afternoon Runa, I trust you had a nice nap?" He said with a smirk, eliciting a chuckle from his wife. "It's all true isn't it? You're really the Dragonborn." She looked over to her mother. "And you're really a Vampire, aren't you?" They both nodded and Runa began to feel lightheaded again, so she took a seat at the table. "Why didn't you guys tell me this? How did I not notice any of it?" She asked aloud. Drenkir sat beside his daughter and put an arm around her. "We did what we could to keep it a secret, we're not exactly the most popular people in Skyrim and we didn't want it to affect your life. As for how you didn't notice, well, I guess we got a little lucky." He said with a chuckle.
"We're sorry we had to do it but we were protecting you, you can forgive us for that, right?" Serana asked. Runa nodded. "I understand, it's just weird you know?" This elicited a loud laugh from Drenkir. "Oh, I think we know." A laugh erupted from them all, even a little snicker from Kai. Runa rested against her father's arm. "Can we still go out and see if I'm ready?" Drenkir nodded and stood up. "Let me get dressed and I'll meet you outside, grab your bow and a dagger. Kai and Serana can come too, if they wish." He said with a smile. His wife shot a look at him that implied her going, no matter what he said. Runa immediately stood and kissed her father's cheek before snatching up her bow and heading outside. Drenkir sighed. "They grow up so fast." He headed upstairs to slip into his armor, Serana at his heels.
Runa waited for her parents by the stable out front, leaning against the pole as Kai sat by her feet. Drenkir arrived out a few minutes later in his Dragon Bone armor, his Dark Brotherhood Bow from inside on his back. Her mother met up with them a minute later with a steel chest plate and red leather jacket, dark red leather trousers hugged her legs as well as dark red boots, over her waist there was more steel plating and a hood to match the rest of the armor set, a set of Daedric daggers hung at her sides, something Runa had only seen in books. Runa was impressed by the armor sets and weapons. "Very nice, where'd you get Mama's armor and the bow?" Drenkir smirked. "I made it a few years ago, when you were still young, and my Bow was a gift from my days in the Brotherhood." His daughter nodded and stood ready. "Where are we going to go first?" She asked and Drenkir motioned behind him. "First, we're going to make a trip up to Whiterun, it's been much too long since we've stopped by and then we'll figure it out from there." Runa nodded as they began to walk north east towards the city.
It wasn't long before they came upon a pack of wolves; Drenkir motioned for everyone to drop down and stay quiet. They could see the small pack in the distance and immediately Drenkir dropped to one knee, and notched an arrow into his bow. However, he looked to his right and stopped. "Why don't you take this one Runa, see if your marksmanship is still good." She nodded and took out her own bow and arrow, taking aim and dropping to one knee as her father had. She pulled back and released, letting the arrow sail through the air like a silent bird of death before imbedding itself into a wolf's skull, killing it instantly. The two other wolves looked around for the source of the invisible death as another arrow slammed into the second wolf's side. The final one caught sight of the attacker and started growling before charging. The wolf closed in quickly but Runa kept her composure as she'd been taught and took a deep breath before firing one more arrow and hitting the wolf in the eye, sending the beast to Hircine. She stood up and looked at her father. "Not bad Runa, could've been better, more practice and you won't even be getting sniffed out by the bastards." He said with pride in his voice. Serana was acutely aware of her twitching hands at the sight of her daughter being in danger for the first time in years. However, she was impressed by her daughter's skills; she was very much reminded of Drenkir by the way she moved, however this came as no surprise.
After skinning the wolves and taking what meat was available, they rested for the night. A fire had been started and bedrolls sat next to one another, the meat roasting slowly. Drenkir stoked the fire, staring into it as he sighed. "Feels good to finally be out again, it's been too long." Serana nodded in agreement as she rested her head on her husband's shoulder. Runa sat across from them, her knees nearly up to her chest, Kai lying beside his master. There was a rustling behind Drenkir, he and his family turned towards the noise. An arrow pierced the night and imbedded itself into Kai. With a tiny, near inaudible yelp, the fox died. Runa didn't even have time to scream as another arrow flew through the night and a man walked from the bushes. "Alright folks, you're surrounded by archers with poison tipped arrows. Please hand over all money and valuables that you have and the fox will be this night's only casualty." Drenkir and Serana stared stone-faced at the man. He stood tall in thick ebony armor, making him nearly invisible in the night. He wore no helmet, his face covered in markings; the man's hair was a dark blonde Mohawk. His voice dripped with confidence and malice. The bandit made his way towards Drenkir and his family, smiling as he did so. Slowly he moved to Runa whose face was stained with tears at the loss of her pet and friend. The bandit gripped her chin and forced her to look at him, he smirked. "I think I'll keep her for myself." Serana nearly leapt at the man threatening her daughter but Drenkir stopped her by wrapping her up. "Get away from my daughter you bastard!" Serana screamed and bared her fangs. The bandit turned his attention to her. "Daughter you say? You two could be sisters." He said with a laugh. Drenkir stared into the man, his gaze never wavering. "Guess that makes you daddy huh?" He didn't reply.
"I think I'll have my way with your daughter right her in front of you, what do you think daddy?" Drenkir growled in response as Runa struggled against the man's grasp. "A fighter, I like it." The bandit reared his hand back and brought it down upon Runa's face, eliciting a squeal of pain from the girl. He threw her down and skulked his way to Drenkir and Serana, leaning down to get face-to-face with them. "I bet you wanna kill me right now, don't you? You wanna rip my throat out and dance on my corpse don't you?" He said with a smile. Drenkir snarled and spit into the man's eye, causing him to recoil. That's when Serana and Drenkir made their move. He Shouted. "TIIL, KLO, UL!" Time froze for Drenkir as he jabbed his fist into the bandit's throat, then with a tap on Serana's shoulder he brought her into the fray, allowing her movement in the frozen world. She took a deep breath before speaking as she ran. "One archer, dead ahead, he's mine." In a flash she was upon the poor soul as time returned to its normal state, there was a scream, then a crack, then nothing but the sound of feeding.
Drenkir hustled to his daughter and crouched down, pulling her into his arms. "Are you alright sweetheart?" She nodded and wiped her eyes. "I'm alright papa, but what happened?" Drenkir sighed. "I used the Thu'um to freeze time and gain the upper hand, your mother took out the archer and the-would be thief is sprawled out on the ground over there, still alive I might add." Runa immediately broke away from her father and stomped her way over to the man who was holding his throat still. Runa turned the man on his back and delivered a savage punch to his nose, sending it into a spray of red. She stomped on the man's chest and drew her knife. "It doesn't seem fair does it? Having your life in someone else's hands." She nearly smiled as he wheezed and tried to capture a breath that was not there. Runa reached down to her boot where her dagger was kept and drew it. The long curved blade shone bright against the moonlight. The bandit's face was a mask of terror as he gazed up. He closed his eyes and awaited the welcoming embrace of death. Runa brought the knife down quickly, burying it to the hilt into the dirt an inch from his face. "You killed my friend but we killed one of yours. I want you to remember this night and if I ever catch even the slightest whiff of you committing so much as loitering, I will come back and make what my mother did to your friend look like a walk in the park. Do I make myself clear?" The man opened his eyes and stared at her, unsure how to react. He scrambled to his feet quickly and hobbled away.
However, before he could get out of the clearing, Serana was upon him, her mouth stained with blood. She withdrew her own dagger and slashed the man's arms, then at his waist. It all happened in the blink of an eye. A second later, small cuts were visible in his armor, the arm guards falling off, and then his gauntlets on his legs fell as well, leaving him in his underclothes as he tried to scramble away. She pushed him out of the clearing with a foot and then rejoined her family. Serana wiped her mouth and smiled, this sent Drenkir and Runa into a fit of uncontrollable laughter as the man with no pants trudged away. "Oh gods, you haven't done that in ages my dear." Drenkir said as he kissed the top of his wife's head. She smirked but it died quickly as she peered down at Kai, as did everyone else. "We should give him a proper burial." Runa stated, both her parent's agreed. The next hour was spent digging a small grave out by hand and by saying a few words to remember him. A single tear fell down Runa's cheek as their small service ended. Her father grabbed his bow and quiver of arrows. Slowly he notched and arrow and fired it into the sky. Runa stared at her father in confusion. Serana put an arm around her daughter. "A Twenty One Bow Salute. He does it whenever we lose someone close." Runa nodded slowly and stood to join her father, firing off one arrow after another in perfect unison. The fire died soon after and they were embraced by the darkness.
Hope you guys liked it, keep the reviews and favorites coming, thanks again - Phil