From what I was told from my Leo mother, I was born sick... I was placed in an incubator and had to be there to breathe. I had weak lungs and a weak heart.
Growing up I was a sickly child and everyone that I came in contact with called me the "weak" Leo.
In elementary school I remembered being so sick that I had to be out of classes for two whole weeks! That was okay though, because although I was sickly I was super intelligent and managed to move up grades with the same class every year.
Anyway back to the beginning, I don't want to jump ahead.
So here I was a tiny baby, both Aries parents looking at me. I can't remember much for myself, although I do catch a random memory every once in a while. But I do remember the hospital lights flickering above my young amused brain. I also remember seeing a patch on the doctors right arm that I wasn't even aware had importance up until now.
As I struggled to breathe I could sense myself failing and my heartbeat fading, but I didn't die.
One year from that day I was taken by the people wearing the patches, never to see my true parents ever again, as it is forbidden for houses to mingle.
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Zodiac: House of the Leo
Science FictionThey say we are the royal bloods, destined for great things, but they have no idea.