Tales of the Dark One's: Chapter 4

She's safe inside the tent. Don't worry.

Why do I worry? Is it that I found someone I can trust and that can be taken away as easily as given.

They won't find us, I should get some sleep now there is a long journey on the morrow.

As I drifted into a slumber the demons of my past awake for another night of haunting.

Here again, well it's not so bad my young self and my first Dark teacher.

"You see child that our kind are those that tap into the energy of the darkness and harness the power at our will. You are physically fit and skilled with a blade it seems so we must train you mentally. I will try to penetrate your thoughts and learn you inside and out while your objective is to stop me." He spoke cold and dry staring at me with those black eyes likes a pit of endless darkness.

I have them to; I am a monster as well.

The force of his mind pushed me back; I could feel his mind in mine and seeing everything private and special to me. I tried to focus and repel his conscious but it was useless.

"No more I beg of you please." I pleaded.

"You have much to learn as you are mentally weak firstly we shall meditate and that should help you train your mind. Do you like food." He was smiling and this meant something bad.

" Relatively yes I enjoy eating."

"Ha, prepare yourself as you and me will starve until you have realized something and then we move on from meditation to more complicated things." He was laughing now; often Dark One's took pleasure in seeing suffering.

Suddenly, I woke from the sound of horses galloping to us. Serana was shaking me by the shoulders.

"WAKE UP FAT ASS, WERE BEING ATTACKED." She screamed in my ears.

Fighting instincts kick in so I ready my fists but I do not unsheathe the sacred blade Doraki. The history of Doraki is long but to put it simply Doraki is a dragon trapped in a blade of darkness. It was smashed into shards as its twin Ithlraad (yes a dragon of light trapped in a blade too) met it on the battlefield. The shards of both swords were hidden and I found the set of Doraki and put t back together. The sword will unleash a curse on me if it is sheathed having not drawn blood basically if I take it out you have to kill therefore I take precautions.

"Where?" I asked

"Here!" Boomed the voice a tall strong warrior.

"Well are you here to fight or to talk." Intimidation was a good strategy with these people.

"You returned one of our Dawnguard and we thank you but no more than that, I am Markon and you have my gratitude. Now a fight depends on which side you choose with ours we let you live but kill the girl and the other way you both die. They say you always were your hood, would you die if I took it off?" said Markon.

"Pulling off my hood would be very painful…"

"Well I found you wea…"

"… For you." Now I make my move.

Giving Serana a wink to tell her to attack I stood and disarmed the man with cracking his wrist and disabling him with an equally painful ridge hand to the jaw, now to deal with the others. Serana had taken out a few with ice spike and life drain but not unsheathing her daedric great sword, I admire her weapon it's the sword of a real woman. Next foe, dodge the crossbow bolt and kick the groin hence paralyzing him outcome no more children for this one. One came to attack from the back and one shot from the front just perfect. A simple duck and the one behind were wounded now a jumping split kick to take out them both. It seems Serana was going at quite a pace killing man after man. There was one last one having apparently soiled himself.

"Go, you I will spare take what you need from your friends and head homeward." I ordered him gruffly due to my lack of time for such cowards.

"Why did you use your fists?" Asked Serana

"It was all these men were worth, why didn't you use your great sword?" I replied

" Why blunt my sharp blade while fighting such vermin?"

"Good answer."

We sat down and had breakfast and decided to travel to our destination with the last few hours of darkness. This time I put ralph in a gallop and just talked to Serana.

"So how about you're first kiss!" The cheek of the girl although I slightly admired it. She sat there waiting for an answer with a sly smile.

"Well I was travelling in river wood when a woman ran up and hugged me crying "You return my love, oh never leave me again my king." Then she grasped my cheeks and kissed me I had my eyes open and then she asked me why I didn't kiss back. Turn out she though I was her husband Aragon of Gondor a king in the distant land of Middle Earth. She had come to river wood seeking a treasure the golden claw. Well apparently I'm completely identical to this king Aragon. That was my first kiss and still my last, I hope it doesn't change." My reply sent her into a laughing fit and she almost fell off ralph who I swear was laughing too if an 8 foot tall wolf could laugh.

All the chatting and banter made the trip go quickly and soon we came to our destination.

"Bloody hell you live in that castle?" I exclaimed.

"Born and raised in castle Volkihar. Now lets get in the boat…" Now ralph was using his ability to use darkness to run along the water "… wow he can do this we'll be there in only minutes now."

When we arrived a dark elf grew speechless and let us in bowing to Serana.

"Okay let me do the talking my father is not the most welcoming person and I don't know how long I've been down there in the crypt but it must be a long time since you're quite well known and I had never heard of you Kiaramon so just stand back." She spoke with a tone of concernment for me making me think these people are not average vampires.

"Wait you haven't fed in a long time drink this." I commanded her to drink knowing how hungry the poor thing must be.

She chugged the potion of blood and flung open the doors.