"I've come to find that things seem to happen for a reason. But then I've also realized that nothing is ever what it seems. And I know that sounds like I'm just combining two old sayings but if you look at it it's comes as close to the truth as you can get!"

"Are you kidding me! You're getting too deep into philosophy instead of proving what you're trying to prove!"

"I think it's okay to have philosophy to help guide you through out great journeys father", said a young, tan elf girl while hugging a young Dunmer's arm and resting her head on his shoulder. "Okay... I guess for once your trying to make your love sound better you brought up a good point for once."

"Of course she did Kela, she's your daughter", said the young Dunmer.

"Seraph, I've noticed that your skin color doesn't look at all like a Dunmer's anymore! You look like a Nord! Yet you still have the ears of an elf. What has happened to you?" Said Kela in a some what worried yet curios tone. "I don't think I'm really a Dunmer", replied Seraph looking down at the table. "I think I was given to my parents right after my birth."

"What brings you to believe this?", asked the dark-skinned vampire sitting across the table. "Well, like you said I don't look anything like a Dunmer anymore. And I've discovered that there is a spell that is relatively easy to perform that would be able to change the skin color of a creature for an allotted period of time", explained the now saddened looking elf. "And I've been having these dreams."

"dreams? Tell me about these dreams", said Kela in a almost mystified voice. "These dreams are... I know they're of me. I'm in a mans arms. And he brings me to these people at a tavern. The people were my parents, and the man says "Take good care of him. He's the only thing this world will have left", then the dream ends. But I know who the man is!"

"Really? Who?", asked the girl as she rested her chin on his shoulder to watch him. "Almsivi", he said quietly. Then he took a bite of his scrib jerky and reached down into a nap-sack that he kept with him. He pulled out a book, opened it up to a certain page almost as if he knew exactly where it was, put it on the table and pointed to a certain passage. "On the night of awakening the one of love shall be brought to care. On the day of awakening the one of hatred will be brought to care. They shall be one in the same and their identity changed. Until the time of reckoning", recited Kela as he read it throughly. "What do you think it means?", he asked talking slowly, which was very odd for him. "I think it's talking about me. I think it was talking about the night that i dream about. And I know that I must be something more than I know! Why else would I be able to do what I do!"

"Calm down son! Calm down.

As much as I don't want to believe you, I do. I believe you only because of what I've been hiding from you."

"What! What have you been hiding from me! And for how long!",yelled Seraph, readying to stand up but deciding not to due to the girl on his arm. "Since we've met. Which was much longer ago than you think. I was there the night you were born. Almvisi enforced me to protect you. You real father was killed in a civil war. The war in daggerfall. Your mother was moved here under protection. She died in birth though." Kela paused seeing the saddened look on Seraphs face and the tears welling up in his eyes. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?", asked Seraph trying to get past the lump in his throat. "Because you weren't ready. And now that you've been discovering the truth I felt it was time to tell you."

"What am I if I'm not a Dunmer then!", said Seraph, tears now slowly running down his cheeks. "You are... not from here. You aren't any other kind of race on this planet. Not even the lost ones. And there was a prophecy written of you. I still have the whole book in my collection, and what you found was just the original" said Kela in a very sensitive voice. He walked to the desk in the other room and pulled a book out of it. HE came back in and sat down across from Seraph and the girl and opened up the book to a marked page. "Read this, it should explain what you feel."

So Seraph pulled the book closer and read what it said aloud. "The darkness shall be destroyed and the Nerevine shall prevail. But darkness shall rise again. There will be one force unknown to this world. The force will be able to destroy the darkness and bring peace for eternity, or will be the darkness and unleash the havoc of oblivion upon the world." He starred at the page for a moment, looked up and opened his mouth as if to say something and stopped. Finally he uttered "So I'm the one of dark light?"

"Yes. You have the power to save us all or kill us all. The choice will be yours when the time comes to face a battle more bloody than any before. It will be a", Kela paused for a moment then finished "Holy war."

I'm sorry. I know you're only thirteen and this seems like too much for you to handle but believe me-"

"NO!", interrupted Seraph very quickly. "I'm able to handle this! Sango is he reason I'm able to handle this."

"Sango. You mean that warrior friend of yours", asked Kela in a very interested voice. "Yes. She's the only reason I'm still alive. She's the only other warrior my age that is also easy to be with. If me and her weren't such good friends I'd have killed myself by now." The room went quiet for a moment before the silence was broken by Kela. "Well... I know this is a harsh reality, and it may take some time to cope with but we must go get ready to leave." And after Seraph agreed they went outside and untied their kagoutis. "Hey Narandi, do you think you can handle an extra rider and a napsack? That's all I'll bring along on you I promise!" The pack guar growled a little and Seraph smiled. "Hey Holly! Come on! You're going with me!"

The girl that was with him in the dining room earlier that day looked up from a comberry bush and smiled. She ran over to Seraph and jumped up to hug him and he managed to catch her in mid-air. "Really! I can!"

"Yes. I want you to be with me. It's so good to be with you", he said trying to sound casual and cool. "But will my father approve?"

"Prolly not, but oh well!", replied Seraph laughing. She went and got her stuff packed up to be carried by another pack guar. As the sun began to rise a large pack of pack guar with riders, crates, and sacks on their backs were ready to go. "Okay ever one! Lets go!" And with that the whole group of 25 guars, riders, and loot were off for the long journey to Vivec.