Alright strap in fuck face I’m going tell you my favorite story.
An approximate amount of time ago, a relative way away, the Lons family lived in the French colonies to the South of the Valarus continent. Like many people, after the war, they had been persecuted to pay taxes they couldn’t afford and worship a religion they didn’t believe. The Lons family came from the city of Essuri, and just in time too, merely days after they docked in their new home the Lons couple became three. Cain was born in the French colonies.
He was a happy baby and he lit up the hovel they lived in. In a few short months, the colony they had escaped to had become another prison. Their new home was getting over populated, desease and sickness spread like wildfire. Mrs. Lons fell ill, in an effort to keep the sickness from Cain, Mr. Lons spent the last of his months pay on a wet nurse. While the Lons family struggled, they were, in their own eyes, not poor. They had a roof, food, and he held a steady job.
Over the course of two years the economy fell, more refugees were escaping to the French colonies. It was to many people, the land or the economy could support them. Mr. Lons was fired from his job and opened up his own shop in turn, a brothel, his father before him did it, and he knew the trade though it was dirty. He made it better, he built relationships with his employees based on trust and giving them the protection they needed.
Unfortunately, that didn’t last long. In the land of the poor and starving, with no tourists, he didn’t have much of a cliental. With Cain, aged two, a pregnant wife and himself they became stow aways on a ship. They didn’t know where it was going, what it was shipping, or anything, but they needed to get out of the slums.
The trip did not go as planned. But the details of this are not of import. In three months time the family arrived in the great city of Dislore. A dream city, built on dreams, and thriving with a fair king. Two days off the boat but them in the poor side of the city. Even in the worlds greatest city, there are unhappy people. Two months since their arrival, Mrs. Lons goes into labor with their second child. A doctor had been prearranged, and when he was fetched, it was not him who showed up, it was a women, in a carriage, the Lons family was whisked away on this carriage. They were brought to the heart of the city, the Yampatchi castle, the kings home.
Evidently, it was their extremely lucky day, the Queen was having a child as well. and being a queen, she would have a wet nurse, tabs were being kept on all the pregnant women in the city and Mrs. Lons is the one the Queen choose after hearing her choices. The Queen had already given birth a day earlier, to a beautiful baby girl, Princess Jade.
Mrs. Lons gave birth to Leon. A small child, there were complications with his birth and he was not 100% healthy. But the king was known for his generosity. Leon was cared for.
The Lons family grew accustom to their new accommodations. Mr. Lons was always a bit of a Jack of all trades and picked up a position in the royal kitchen. And Mrs. Lons happily taking care of both Leon and Jade, they began to grow up together. Unfortunately all was not right. Cain was three years old, and he was getting ignored on a constant basis. Mrs. Lons was very occupied with two infants of the same age, and much of her time was dedicated to them, about half her time. It was equal, but it was not what Cain was used to. This upset him.
It was a night nine months after Leon’s birth, it was a recent endeavor for Mrs. Lons to keep Leon in his own room. Cain saw this as his opportunity. He snuck into the nursery, and a held his hands up to Leon’s neck, just as he’s seen rope take a mans life in this way, his hands did it to his brother.
Life left Leon, much faster than Cain had expected. He stepped back to admire his work. But he didn’t. Regret flooded him. He had loved his brother. His brother who had watched his every move, when Cain left the room Leon always wailed.
Cain began to shake and cry as silently as possible, there was a blue ring around Leon’s neck, but his face looked asleep, he still looked alive. Cain had never felt so strongly about something in his entire life, and, not known to him now, but he would never feel this strongly about something again. A certain power in this rare even surged through him. Magic wasn’t a powerful trait in the Lons family. But it surged through him, like a pulse. The magic commanded his moves. With one hand he removed the bruising, with the other hand, and it’s magic aid, he grabbed what was left of Leons soul hovering just above him. He magically bound it to Leon.
The magic drained him, completely, sick for a week. He would not even have a small magical ability until many years later.
There were consequences with Cain’s magic trick. There minds became linked. They could not hide their thoughts from each other. Leon grew up to fast, always hearing things from Cain. They became one. It was creepy to say the least, they developed the same personality, ideas, Cain leading them all. It was dangerous.
Years went by like this. Things in the castle changed. Mr. Lons had gravely upset the king, over a petty matter, but the king had him banished. Mrs. Lons, still needed, could not leave. She was very upset abou this. Leon was four here.
Five years later, at Leon’s age nine, he was abducted. It works like a slave trade you see. Leon was in the city, making deliveries, he works as a castle page. He was lost, if just briefly trying to read an address and walk, but he has issues when it comes to reading, something even Cain couldn’t help him with. They snagged him then. The dagger he holds close couldn’t even help him.
He woke up on a ship. And for the first time ever, Leon and Cain were physically separated, more than they have ever been. Leon was brought to the city of Stahn. Otherwise known as Satan’s asshole. The Sin City of Aruntesu. Gambling, whoring, murdur, corruption, right through the heart of the city. The pulse of the city was built on sin, the people who called it their home ran the corruption, and their cliental consisted of sailors, and every self-loathing bastard up and down the coast.
Of course slave trade is a huge part of the economy. And children always made the perfect slaves. High energy, little knowledge, the perfect for various things. The vampire and werewolf communities used them to enhance their numbers, especially before a war, cause once you changed, you were so much more powerful and useful.
It happen not to be war time for either of the clans, but a vampire attained Leon anyway. He was a loner. Traveling through Stahp, hoping to purchase a good looking boy to make into his Blood’s son. He liked the look of Leon, and such a strange aura.
He made him a vampire, he trained him. It was traumatic it sucked. All the while, Cain was in his head, tell him it was gonna be okay, giving him updates as to how it was in the castle, his mom was frantic to find him. The castle blatantly refused to help her locate Leon, they had no way to locate him without spending money they couldn’t. Cain wanted to give up their secret, but Leon, Leon that little shit, said no. he opposed Cain. He made a conscious decision unlike what Cain was thinking and it surprised both of them.
Cain backed off, they had no direct thoughts directed to each other for many days. The situation at the castle worsened, and Cain took matters into his own hands. He went to his mom and told her he knew where Leon was. By the end of the day, they were on a ship, and would be with Leon in a matter of weeks.
Leon had hated the slave trade, hated being away from Cain. But with the vampire? He was terrified at first, with no explanation, he was turned, not given a choice, just suddenly pain. It changed him not only physically, but emotionally too. He was on a road away from Cain. They would become separate. He wanted this. For himself. Thinking this way was new to him, for the first time, he felt he had his own thing, he felt separately from Cain, their hearts beat out of sync.
Leon embraced his new separation. He learned, he was terrified as hell, but he learned. And the day after Cain left the shore of Dislore, the vampire pushed Leon to far. It was time to learn to fight, he beat Leon, within an inch of his life. he began denying him access to blood. IT was endurancing training. The baby period was over, from here on out, the Vampire promised Leon’s life would be this way.
It was very lucky that Cain arrived days later, with a small army. The vampire was killed. They all went home. Leon did a lot of research on being a vampire. Sunlight was scorching at first, but he learned ways to avoid it, and ways to cope with being out in it, being fed defiantly helps.
His development as a vampire reflected his development as a person. He made his own opinions and decisions. Despite vampirism being a curse, it was the best thing that ever happen to him. He never knew how suffocated he was.
For four more years they lived in the castle. Until there mother had the last straw. Leon was teenaged now, ever since his ordeal Mrs. Lons was always put off by the king and his ‘rules’ as she said. The king had finally had enough, she was banished from the castle as well. Cain, being sixteen, and int his world, a perfectly functioning adult, decided to stay, he held the highest page position, and Leon wanted to stay as well. Neither of them knew life outside Dislore. This was them, their childhood, there lives. They were both old enough to live on their own.
Mrs. Lons could not locate Mr. Lons. He fell of the grid, sort to say. There was a sinking feeling that he was dead, but she didnt share that with the boys. She moved to the forest, and began a quiet life. She wrote back and forth to the boys often.
At the castle, white there mother’s life windes down, theres is just begining.
And that is the backstory of the Lons brothers in my book I’m writing.