Vengeance (boyxboy)

Prologue

(A/N: the prologue can be it's own story. This story is originally based off of a dream I had, but the dream is the beginning of the first chapter.)

"Aegis, your mission is to discover information about the Dallaset Group. This will be your ceremony to your coming of age. You are to not interact with us until your 18th birthday in case you are sniffed out by those dang dogs, got it?"

"Affirmative."

The old man tossed out a manila folder. The contents spilled out to reveal fake certificates and records. "Your name from now on will be Alexei Ramirez, a 16 year old orphan who graduated early at Hollingsday University. Your date of birth is now January 8."

The teenage boy picked up the folder and scanned over the documents. He raised an eyebrow. "So... Aside from my personal information, I basically lived the same life."

"It's easier on us in case there are people who will disprove the information. We'll have to dye your hair and you'll have to wear colored contacts from now on since you are no doubt my nephew. Luckily, you received those freckles from your father." He pushed back his chair to stand up. "We will have to torture you a little, but it's nothing you can't handle. There will be nothing to scar your face. If anyone asks, your attackers didn't want to damage such a pretty face."

~A Week Later.

The brunette boy tripped over crates and slipped on oil spills. He managed to regain his footing each time as he ran and ran from his pursuers. His acting was almost realistic. He genuinely appeared to be frightened, in pain, and out of breath.

His good hand clutched his limp shoulder, but it's nothing time won't heal to perfection. He looked back. Bad move. He fell over a coil of rope and plummeted straight into the water. Falling, falling... He's not scared. The plan will continue. Just as predicted, a strong grip wraps around his waist and behind to pull him back to the surface. He lost too much oxygen. He was already unconscious by the time he reached air.

~279 Days Later.

" Madam! Madam Noelle!" the teenage boy called out, peeking through windows, cabinets, and the like. He's in a game of hide and seek. He heard a tiny giggle and smirked. He creeped closer to the potted fern. Surely enough, the locks of beautiful gold hair were barely visible. "Hmm... I wonder where the young madam ran off to. I might actual forfeit this..." He pushed aside the branches of the fern. "Game! Got you, madam!"

The little girl, no older than 8, squealed. Her wide hazel eyes shoot up to come in contact with her caretaker's blue ones. She scowled and crossed her arms defiantly. "No fair, Alexei! You cheated!"

Alexei picked up Noelle by her arms and carried her in his back. "And how, exactly, did I cheat, young madam?"

"You... you..." Her eyes crossed in frustration. "I don't know, but you cheated!"

The teenage boy chuckled. "Madam Noelle, even if I did cheat, you would've still had to come out. It's almost your bedtime. You need to take a bath and change. You wouldn't want to be a mess when your brother returns, would you?"

"Nolan wouldn't care! I can't wait for you to meet him! Maybe then you'll stop being a turd."

"A turd?"

"Yep! A turd!"

The following morning, Noelle had dragged her caretaker out of his room in the servant quarters and pressed him to hurry his morning routine. She jumped up and down excitedly. Alexei had promised to teach her how to braid her hair as a surprise to her brother.

After a few unsuccessful attempts, Alexei settled on giving her a ribbon to practice while he dutch braided the girl's hair himself, finishing it up with a pale yellow silk ribbon. He picked up Noelle from the high stool and lead her to the dining room.