X-TERMS

Chapter 2:The ties that don't bind.

The light streamed in through the blinds landing on the closed eyes of a young boy about fifteen years of age,his usually well kept hair now recently cut into a typical military style of high and tight.

The boy loved his hair long and crazy but his family forced him to keep it nice and combed which was uncomfortable for him, and even more so now that he was finally of age to learn the secret majicks and skills of his family name.

A gentle knock came to the door and it silently opened, the sound of gentle steps shuffling up to his bedside roused the young boy and felt the breath at his ear as his older brother whispered to him.

"You'd better get up and ready before Father comes in here. Now get up Foxe."

In a hurry Foxe's eyes shot open and he groggily jumped out of bed running towards his dresser, due to the sudden awakening Foxe's leg weren't fully under his command and he stumbled face planting into his dresser and whimpered quietly as his brother laughed heartily.

"Come on Foxe! You can't be that clumsy if you're going to join the rest of the clan in the family business! The Leonard's are famous assassins after all!"

Foxe pulled on the typical freshly pressed uniform all in his family wore at their coming of age and rubbed his nose,"Why do you tease me all the time Colt!? And when do I get to let my hair come back like you?"

Colt walked over to his little brother and helped him button up the dress shirt along with the nice vest that went with it,he glanced in the mirror at his medium length blinding red hair and winked at himself before answering.

"Hey there sexy man!"Colt chuckled and looked at Foxe," You've got a long wait before you get your raven feathers back little man, now look at you, looking good little brother"

Foxe turned to the mirror and tried to force a smile as he looked at the teenager he didn't recognize and then up to Colt catching his brother glowing purple gaze. The signature of the Leonard families Shadow Control, at the age of 15 the eyes no matter the original color suddenly glow a bright beautiful violet color. Foxe's eyes started to well up with tears.

"Do I have to learn to kill people Colt? Can't I learn to help people? Like in the old stories..like..like a knight!?"

Colt knelt down and hugged his little brother tightly and wiped away his tears,"I'm sorry little man but that's not how the family operates. And I promise it'll get easier. I remember when I was your age ten years ago I was scared as well."

Colt always knew how to cheer up Foxe when he was feeling scared or down, he smiled up at his brother feeling more courageous. Then the heavy footfalls he knew to be Father's clicking down the hall to his room made him afraid again, the leader of the family Alexander Leonard was never one for affection and more for discipline.

                FIVE YEARS LATER

"So, you finally broke did you?"rang out the deep voice of Alexander.

The head of the family knelt in a pool of his blood and looked around at his other children and family members strewn throughout the training yard. The lightning and thunder flashing across the grey sky and marking the end of everything.

"I told you for years I never wanted to do this shit! I hate killing people! Ever since I was a child I wanted to help people! And even Colt tried to explain to you but instead we were tied up out here and whipped until you thought it was beat out of us!"Foxe screamed as pointed his pole at his Father.

"Young and naive! You poor fool! You were never a good son no matter how hard I tried to craft you into the perfect weapon like your brother! But he was breed from Leonard's and Maynard's the best assassins the world has to offer!" Alexander spit at Foxe's feet.

"Had, Father, the best the world had!,"Foxe tapped a button and his pole shot out the scythe blade and he put it to his father's neck "I have destroyed all the Maynard's and now with your death..the clan of Leonard will end and I can remake it. Goodbye Father, see you in Hell."

Before his father could say a word Foxe pulled his scythe back and beheaded his father with one swift motion the rain pouring down and the storm above flashing like a strobe light. Foxe closed his eyes and sighed deeply in relief.

"Foxe! Foxe!!! FOXE WAKE UP PLEASE YOU ASSHOLE!!!"

A voice calling and bright light all of a sudden forced Foxe awake.