-Dream Sequence-
A man with crystal blue eyes stared lovingly down at the small child who smiled with happiness. "You'll become a great heir, my son." His voice warmed the small boy's soul.
"I'll do you proud papa!" The child exclaimed loudly. His bright white teeth shined profusely in the well-lighted room, two small fangs jutted out from his top row.
"You already make me proud my boy!" The father laughed loudly and embraced his child.
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A young boy around the age of six walked around the elementary school that which he attended. His blond locks bounced with every step he took as his azure blue eyes scoured the area for any indications of his parents. This boy was Jax Karnstein II, heir of the Karnstein business.
"Wülf! You get back here this instant!" A deep male voice rumbled out loud. A short black blur passed the young Karnstein as he heard laughter from it. The deep male voice turned out to be the Coach, chased after Wülf.
"Catch me if you can Coach!" Wülf yelled loudly back towards him. Sooner than later the Coach cornered the small boy into a clearing of trees, he had nowhere to go but...up.
"What in-"Jax looked in amazement as he saw Wülf climb up the tree like a limber cat. The coach threw his hat down in displeasure and walked away mumbling. Curious, Jax walked towards the very tree Wülf climbed up and used his sharp vision to see if he could find any trace of the boy. After a few minutes he couldn't see anything, it's as if the boy disappeared from existence.
"Hey, who you looking for?" Jax jumped up in surprise and turned around. There he was, the menace of his school, Wülf. Jax did what any boy would if he had been surprised, he threw a punch at the younger boy's face. "Whoa what it jerk!" Wülf barely dodged his punch.
"Don't scare me like that then!" Jax pointedly looked at Wülf.
"Don't be such a scaredy cat then!" Wülf jabbed his fingers at Jax's chest. Jax was lost for words, here this little child was talking with him like he was like anyone else. Most people, especially adults treated him like what he was, an heir. "Hey do you wanna go do something fun?" Wülf smiled with his canines showed.
"Uhm... sure?" Jax was confused by this boy's bipolar personality.
"By the way, who are you?" Wülf began walking towards the gym to terrorize the other coaches.
"...Karnstein. Jax Karnstein II" Jax introduced himself. Wülf smiled even brighter as he turned around towards Jax and brought his fist out to bump.
"Names Damien Wülf!" Wülf, now known as Damien, boisterously claimed. Jax stared at the fist in front of him before bumping it with his own.
"Hey... you're quite short." Jax just realizing Damien was a good two inches shorter. Damien's face grew red as he quickly punched Jax in the stomach.
"Just shut up and follow me." Damien grumbled lowly.
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"Jax!" Damien ran towards his blond brother, he panted heavily. In the span of eleven years, the boys grew closer, their friendship grew fonder, eventually then knew that they were more than just best friends, but brothers.
"Whoa Damien what happened?" Jax, now standing at the height of five foot ten at seventeen years old, stared at his brother. His blond hair grew shaggily over the years as he kept a loose red beanie on it, but his azure blue eyes still remained radiant as ever.
"Dudeadrishesican'tbelieveit." Damien spoke very fast. He stood around the same height of Jax even though he was only fifteen and grabbed him by the shoulders. "DUDE!"
"Calm down man!" Jax flicked Damien's ears causing him to whine in pain. Damien brought one hand up to comb his jet black hair backwards, his brilliant amber eyes stared at Jax's own azure eyes with glee. Jax saw a hint a fear in them.
"Dude... I'm going to be a Dad."
-Scene break-
-Dream sequence end-
As morning light slowly trickled into an ajar curtain, one young man groaned loudly as the light danced on his tired eyes. He laid alone in his large bed, blankets skimpily covered the lower half of his body. This young man is Jax. Jax Karnstein the Second.
He stared blankly at the ceiling fan above him and sighed softly. Twenty-one years old and still single. Another date gone into a disaster, another missed call from his mother, another day that was going to end as a waste. He turned over and laid on his side for a brief moment before begrudgingly getting up and taking a hot shower. It was a good few moments later that Jax finally stepped out the shower and steam filled the bathroom, the mirror quickly fogged up distorting his image. Opening the bathroom door letting the cold air clash with his bare chest, he shivered gingerly.
"Damn AC is too cold." He griped to himself lowly.
Jax stood at the tall height of Six foot six with a lean swimmer-esque build. His blond hair was swept to the left nearly covering his brilliant azure blue eyes. His eyes popped against his pale porcelain skin tone. He put on a pair of black sweatpants and a rather large wide neck shirt that illustrated his collar bones and walked out his room. He was alone. Damien and his son, Zayden, would be at his mother's talking about what was current in their lifestyle. They've been gone a few days by now and school would be starting soon for Zayden.
Things has changed for the two brothers. At a young age of fifteen, Damien became a father, and a proud one at that. For a small instance life was starting to look up since the Death of Jax's father really shaken both of them up. It was perfect until... Zayden was born. Now Jax loves his nephew, he loves him so much as if he was his own but things all went downhill after his birth. Adrianna, Damien's love at the time, left him alone with the child. Jax couldn't blame the fourteen year old for not wanting to be thrown into motherhood, but hated her since than for breaking his younger brother's heart. What broke Jax even more was the fact his own girlfriend left him as well, and even went as far as leaving the country to get away from him. There was no reason, she sent no letters, and she simply vanished.
"Elise..." Jax gripped his heart as he spoke softly.
Just remembering her name brought pain into his heart. For once after his dad's death, he was happy. He was happing meeting her. He was happy being her best friend. He was happy. Then all the sudden she ups and leaves? It broke his heart and he spiraled downwards in depression. All he remembers is the rampage that went on in his household, the damage he's done to his family, the hurt he caused. Since then, he's dated girls younger than him, around the same age gap as Elise as if trying to experience the same love, but all ended disastrously as Jax as too eager to love again.
Jax heard keys jingle from the front door, a deep man's laughter from outside, a small child yelled displeased by the man. Jax smiled tenderly. As the door opened, a blond blur ran through and threw himself into the taller man's arms knocking him to the floor.
"Jaxxy!!" The small boy howled loudly as Jax let out a burst of laughter.
"Whoa pup! Don't kill the old man just yet." The other man grinned ear to ear. He walked towards Jax and lent him a hand to get up. As their hands connect, he brought Jax up and took the younger child in his arms. "How you doin brotha?" Yes this was them. Damien and Zayden Wülf.
Damien, who now is nineteen years old, stood at the height of six foot four but with footballer build and broader shoulders. The top part of his hair was combed back and to right side while both the sides and the back were an inch or two shorter. Along his strong square jawline was a well-kept beard that connected to his sideburns. He wore simple red hoodie with white lettering that spelled 'PROPERTY OF SILAS UNIVERSITY' and black sweatpants pushed upwards just below his knees. His hi-top red converse lazily tied and nearly off of his feet. One thing that stayed constant over the years was his bright, brilliant amber eyes.
Zayden, was a mixture of both his father and mother. Zayden stood at a half of both his uncle and father's height at three foot three with a figure just like most four year old boys but slightly on the leaner side. His bright blond hair and emerald green eyes were of his mother's but his golden tan skin and canine smile was of his father's. He wore a powder blue t-shirt that said 'Too wild for you' and black cargo shorts with pockets filled with candies. One would mistake the child for Jax's but those who met the boy would automatically know that he was just like his father, Damien.
"Daddy since we're home! Can we..." Zayden looked up at his dad with pleading eyes.
"Sure pup! Go ahead." Damien put his son down and smiled.
Yep, these brothers were like any other best friends. They ate together, teased each-other and even raised a kid together.
"Oh Jax, stopped by the hospital and-" Damien brought out a jug of B+ blood. He smiled wolfishly. "Your favorite!"
"Dude score!" Jax grabbed the blood and guzzled it down.
Just like everyone else.
Damien and Zayden now sported two wolf ears peeking out of their hair and a long, furry black tail that wagged with delight.
"Daddy, I want to eat deer!"
Well... Almost like everyone else.
-End Chapter one-
