The love between Vladimir and Solarianesta was one for the ages. Bringing forth the powerful being. A child born from love with the superiority of both his parents. One who can walk in the daylight, unlike the turned vampires. A child not tied to the moon when shifting, unlike the bastard shifters. The sun adored him. The moon revered him.
Corleone, the one and only hybrid. The child of day and night. The one who could bring about a new era. A stronger era. Humans feared what he could become. To them, the Nosferatu and Lycans were to be feared. A being that encompassed their strengths had to be eliminated.
A child without either of his parents would be easy to pick off. If only they understood a youngling was to be feared. Without the guidance of an elder, he was essentially feral. Towns
