DC: Dark Monarch

1: Origin [1]

Peace was never an option.

It is a quote that portrays humanity as a whole, humans are chaotical in nature.

We rose from the ashes of destruction, feared each other, hated each other, we waged wars for materials that nature had in abundance, yet we were never satisfied.

We are the only species that created weapons of mass extinction for the fear of themselves.

Our chaotical minds won't rest until we discover every unknown, we fear what we don't understand but what I'm feeling right now is a bit different.

I don't understand what's happening but I am not afraid about that because being afraid won't help me, I'm confused and I am in need of answers.

Before I start to describe this situation I'm in, my mind wanders through the life I had moments before.

My name is Theo Albion, born 1992, in a small town called Provins near Paris.

My early life was normal considering I did what most kids do on a chronological order, I was neither a genius nor a dumb, I was an average like most.

My father was a French marine, he was a great guy, pretty cool at times and super supportive at the rest. He took the dad gig very seriously.

My mom on the other hand was a Doctor, she was always caring and a teensy tiny bit over protective, she was definitely not a helicopter parent but she was 'No girls inside the house till 16.' kind.

I still have no idea how my parents clicked, if anything they are the polar opposites of each other, maybe that's the reason, after all opposites attract.

Growing up in a medium country town like Provins had its pros and cons.

A pretty friendly neighborhood, it had a floating population, so a lot of strangers in the street, criminal offenses were something but they were mostly drugs and arson, a few quiet and aesthetic places around the corner.

The permanent residents were of a sort but almost all of them respected my parents.

My early life went by in a flash as I don't remember the majority of them but I think I was 9 when I met my best friend for the first time, Jesse.

Jesse was my cousin from my mother's side and all I knew then was that she used to live in America and had to move in with us after a plane crashed into the building her parents were working on.

My mom was her only relation, which made her Jesse's guardian by default. A fun fact about my mom, she doesn't trust America or its foster system.

One of the best things she ever did.
Jesse had a hard time adjusting to the culture, food and stuff, generally France for the first few months but I helped her settle and I learnt quickly how annoyingly fun she was.

Time kept passing and before I knew it, I was going middle school, Dad got promoted, our house nearly burnt down by one of Jesse's more than fun pranks.

Yep, life was fun.

But then came the curse, the curse that would suck up all innocence from the children, Puberty.

When children lose their childishness, it means they are slowly becoming adults and with that transformation process comes choices.

My dad always used to say that 'Everybody's life is filled with choices, the choices we make, makes us.'

He would especially make it a point in times of crisis.

It's a way of saying that whatever problem we face right now was because of a bad choice we made in the past.