A place to rest his head was all he wanted but he might have gotten much more than he bargained for. The room given to him by Tom was a small studio apartment. It was old and there was old furniture and fittings, unlike the other homes in the apartment. It was clear that Tom had given him the worst space even when he'd end up paying the most. But because Leon didn't have all the money at once, he had no choice but to take what was handed to him. Rats, raccoons, and other rodents ran across the room freely, nibbling on his toes and running through the hole in the window once he turned on his flashlight to look for it. The room where he slept had a few flickering bulbs, a small armchair, and a mat on the floor which he was grateful for. He couldn't afford a mattress and anything would be better than sleeping all cramped up in the backseat of the car - again. At first light the next day, Leon was the first person to get outside. He didn't have any reason to stay inside anymore - no

Leon had a bad feeling about the man coming at him - and there were no mistakes about that. Their fluid and powerful steps kept marching directly toward him. But with the power of the ring, he wasn't afraid, he felt energized from within and as his adrenaline spiked, he quickly got a display for him to activate the armor suit and receive the protection of a warrior. He activated it and could feel the power surge through him. The men came closer and Leon widened his stance. They looked shocked to see him ready to fight. "Who are you?" It was Leon who threw the dirt questions and the men looked between themselves before one of them replied, "Come with us and find out," and then tried to grab Leon. Moving away stealthily, he tried to stand where he could see all of them at once but clearly, they were both behind and before him. "We've been ordered by the young mistress to bring you and we must," the bald man said and quickly threw a black bag over his head before he could fathom w

Tracy winced as she saw Leon's expression. He was pissed off but he held it in and didn't say anything. "Listen, I'm so sorry, that's my cousin, Lucy, she didn't know who you were," she tried to explain and Leon simply nodded. "Are you mad at her? I'm sorry, she doesn't act that way all the time, I guess she is just in a bad mood," she tried to defend. "And if I was a servant, she would have hit me for letting her bag fall?" He asked fans Tracy shrugged, truly, she didn't know. Lucy was quite temperamental and while she did not mean half the things she did, she was pretty impulsive too. "Come on, let's go have something to eat," she said and led him to the big table. Leon was already looking at his wristwatch. He'd lost his appetite and he was sure no brazen pork ribs or turkey could water his mouth. Leon was settled right beside Tracy as the rest of the family slowly arrived at the dinner. Everyone came with a significant other, some of them arrived alone however and they

After Leon left the Caden mansion. He realized that it hadn't been a very smart decision. It was almost midnight and again, for yet another day, he had no plans of where to spend the night. Finally, he arrived at a small park and sat on the bench. He could feel the chill seep into his light shirt, he was equipped to be in the cold, he'd left his suit at the dinner hall and there was no way he was going back for it. There was nothing in sight but a pair of ducks that flapped about in the small puddle. He looked at the street and it was growing empty too. Leon realized that every day with the deity power left him feeling more alone than he'd ever felt in his life. He was becoming a loner, he was being seen and respected once he demonstrated his power but no one wanted to be close to him unless he wanted to heal them. It was the dad's reality and he wondered how long he'd have to live like that for. A neon light shone a good distance from the park, he decided he needed to ha

In the car, Leon groaned as he could feel his body bruise when he deactivated the iron cast armor. "How did you do that?" Tracy asked and Leon looked at her questioningly. "I saw you fighting with all those men, it's not like last time when they hurt you," she noted and then looked at him quizzically, "I also watched you take out my men, and they are trained," she said. Leon just shrugged, he wasn't feeling so good after the fight. He hadn't healed anyone the entire day and the power of the ring was quickly diminishing. He was beginning to feel weaker, his head throbbed and the fight in the alley didn't help to keep him energized either. He was a healer and suddenly he caught himself fighting a little too much. Causing pain rather than healing. "Well, you won't tell me the secret of your supernatural strength?" She asked and he replied, "I'm a healer, not a fighter," Tracy laughed at this statement, "I've seen you kick a lot more asses than I've seen you save lives." Leon felt t