The beginning

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The time had come for Jena Milling to give birth to her first and only child. As she walked into the hospital alone she new what her child was the product of, something that should have never happened but non the less she would love her child with all her heart. She herself had been born out of rape and her mother loathed her greatly as the thing that ruined her life,she had beaten and hated. Jena would not due the same to her child. The hours of labour was long and painful. Finally after several long and painful hours the baby was here.

"Its a boy, a beautiful baby boy, but he's is not very healthy and very premature." The nurse exclaimed.

The nurse handed the baby over to Jena. The baby boy had little tuffs of light brown hair and even though his eyes were not fully open , she could see bits of grey peaking through. She smiled a weak smile.

"What is his name?" The nurse asked as she filled out the papers.
"His name is Tiberius Andrew Graywall." Jena said weakly. She smiled and then closed her eyes as she fell into a everlasting sleep.

Tiberius gave out a small weak cry, the nurse quickly ran over to the bed side but saw that it was all to late. She alerted the doctor and picked up the baby cradling him, carful to not tangle is oxegen cord or feeding tube.
Tiberius was very small weighing only four pounds two ounces. As he remained in the hospital the doctors did not think he would make it.

After a few weeks his development process had caught up to speed and he was doing quite well. Soon an adoption agent came in and started looking for parents for this new baby boy. The agent was working really hard to find a home for tiberius but no one wanted a baby with health issues. Tiberius was still weak despite his development and got sick , also his lungs are to small for his body so he couldn't breath right. Tiberius would wake up screaming in the middle of the night for no apparent reasons. Despite all these the one major reason no one would adopt him was because his eyes would change color depending on his mood, and this scared people tremendously.
As Tiberius grew few things changed about him, his hair was now black instead of light brown and his normal eye color now lavender.

The adoption agent had a very hard time finding Tiberius a family and Tiberius had a hard time finding friends for obvious reasons.
Tiberius wasn't the problem the other kids in the adoption home didn't like that his eyes changed colors or that he preferred books to hopscotch. He was a shy,sweet,innocent little boy and kind to everyone but himself. Tiberius hated himself, everything about himself from his eyes to his size. But the few things that he could lose himself in is books, art and magic. The families he read about, the friends people had, the only things he wished for. He had a talent for art but why shy about letting people see his creations, and magick , he didn't understand it but if he was mad his hands would turn to fire and if he was sad blue would spark from his hands. Also another reason adoption had not gone well.
Moms and dad's would come in with the hope of adopting the little boy but was often turned away at the sight of the strange boy. This is how it went almost everyday.

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