~Fear Him~
Allen Strand was a man to fear. He had control of almost every crime in the outskirts of vale. He led a crime syndicate known as The Arrowheads. They were feared not by their strength but by the influence they held. Everyone knew Strand in some way. He ruled the arrowheads with an iron fist and would make his power clear. Those who opposed him wish they hadn't because he would make it clear to them that he didn't play around.
Strand sat in his office. Spinning back and forth on his leather chair. He basked in the glory of being a rich and powerful man but his life wasn't always a game that fell in his favor. Strand was always a member of the arrowheads an organization that began with his great great grandfather Allen strand the first. His father created the organization to monetize and extort the people of remnant during times of war. He made it a criminal organization to prevent any laws and restrictions that would ruin his fun. Soon the organization grew big and became well known and feared but a new era began when the position of leader fell upon Victor Strand. Victor was a terrible man and changed the morals of the arrowheads making them into some sort of a cult. Allen Strand was born into this new era and his life would be hardship after hardship due to his father's stern parental control. Allen's first experience was during his fifth birthday.
*20 years ago*
A young Strand awoke happy that today was his birthday. He expected a lot of presents as many children would. He got up from bed and put some clothes on as his mother Ellen entered the room.
Ellen: good morning honey. How'd you sleep
Allen: I didn't, I was up all night waiting for my birthday.
Ellen smiled at her son. She brought him into a hug.
Allen: where's papa?
Ellen: he's in his study
Allen followed his mom into the hallway of the strand manor, it was a large mansion on an island away from everything. He ran through the beautiful halls of architecture and reached the large doors of his father's study. He opened the door to see a man with brains blasted out onto the carpeted floor below. Victor sat in his chair smoking a cigarette completely ignoring his son's presents. Allen began to cry and ran to his mother who was barely arriving to the door. She peers into the room and sees the dead body. She pushes Allen away and walks in.
Ellen: what the hell is this Victor?
She says angrily pointing to corpse.
Victor: that is work my love
Ellen: disgusting work that you should have left behind when we got married. Allen saw it and he's crying.
Victor: the boy needs to man up if he's ever going to take this organization over
Ellen: he will do no such thing. My boy will not lead a group of psycho's into war that you create yourself.
Victor: that boy is a strand and he will somewhat every member of our family has done like my father and grandfather and his father before him. He must man up and that's what I will show him today.
Ellen: you better not hurt him Victor. I swear I'll kill you
Victor: you couldn't if you tried.
His voice echoed through the study.
Later that day before the birthday celebration. Victor takes Allen to a place on the island where an old brick furnace is held.
Allen: dad, why are here?
Victor lights up the furnace and let's it heat up a bit.
Victor: your mother wants to make you weak, but I want to make you strong. I want you to be the leader of the arrowheads that makes all the kingdoms shake I'm fear at your very name, but first you must be branded like a true strand.
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