I find it necessary to mention that, while this event was of great consequence to Tifon at the moment, and surely inspired some great change in him that would set the woodworks for his fate. His family life, however, remained much the same.
Tifon lived with his grandparents, on his mother’s side. He’d never had any communication with his father’s family. Even more, interestingly, his parents’ death was quite vaguely explained to him when he was little. What was much hinted at by his grandparents’ though, was that they had both died by his father’s hand. What’s more, the latter’s family wanted nothing to do with him. And so Granny Lia and Grandpa Radyon took him in and cared for him as if their own. Radyon, a grey man of around 60, seemed to always be busy with his work. Being an architect by profession. He was either at work or designing his work when not, sometimes even while eating, much to Granny Lia’s dismay. On the other hand, Granny Lia was quite different. Still in her early 50s, she had a lot of energy and would spend much of it disciplining and raising little Tifon. But not to say that the child was much of a troublemaker out of infantile malice, but more simple ignorance. And to add to that, finding out Ichor ran through his veins only worsened his behavior.
It's past due saying that having ichor for blood is not only rare but almost unheard of in these times. It is said that only fated heroes favored by the Gods may have this bespoken fortune. Well, that, or those related to them, and apparently Tifon preferred the latter. Fancying even being related to Zeus Himself and one day standing next to His Throne on Mt. Olympus when his abilities manifested. Though he kept this fantasy more to himself.
However, things were much different in Tifon’s school life. Suddenly falling from the popular, yet arrogant child prodigy to the pitiful wash-up. To say the least, middle school was looking grim.
Even worse may have been the fact that all those he had under his thumb, without any special effort on his part, of course, would afterward at times even turn against him out of nowhere. As if to revenge themselves for following a disappointment all that time. But nothing could compare to the malice shown him by the few he had ‘trampled’ in rightful popularity. One being, the now school-famous Eion: bestowed with one of the world’s few confirmed X grade Boons. Not to mention the countless others, he now, had under his thumb. One of which, was Arian. While hints that Eion would have an X grade Boon were very much apparent in his early childhood, not least by the sheer number of house fires he had caused, Arian was quite different. Having only recently discovered his powers and reevaluated as having an X grade level Boon of his own. The nature of his Boon, however, seemed to wonderfully contrast that of Eion’s. Being essentially a frost Boon, much discussion would be had in the school staff on whether it was the favor of Demeter or Boreas. However, one thing was agreed upon by all: their sudden brotherhood would seal their intertwined fates forever.
All of these events boosted the class’s fame, to nobody’s surprise, along with the entire school itself. Not to say, however, that the school was before that of little repute. In reality, it had always been a famous school for gifted children, some classes even requiring a Boon of minimum W grade to enter, and, this too seemed to put Tifon under the chopping block, spreading murmurs that his expulsion was imminent. No such thing would happen of course, but that didn’t stop his enemies’ jeers and reproach on the subject.
Taking all of his aforementioned circumstances into consideration an imminent wave of depression was expected in Tifon. Accounting for the fact that his entire world had changed. But something else had changed too, Aurora, the class president, and pretty girl, one of the few people Tifon had not been able to entice through the means of his Ichor, had grown a sudden interest in him. Their long-lasting friendship would be set in motion from then on.NOTE;
APPEARANCES MATTER
TIFON
Tifon has always stood out in a crowd, but not only thanks to his Ichor.
Having puffy black hair with golden streaks and an extreme case of heterochromia, one of his iris’s being a brilliant shade of crimson and the other bright off-yellow color. He was born quite pale, it’s even said one could see the boy’s veins holding Ichor through his skin at the time. He was awfully tall in elementary and middle school, averaging around 180 centimeters. His growth would decline in high school, however, sitting now at little less than 186cms. All this was coupled with his sharp features and endearing smile, though he didn’t smile as often now as he used to, that seemed only to increase the rare occurrence’s beauty. The lad could be seen as quite handsome… when his eyes were closed.
AURORA
Aurora’s beauty in the class was undisputed, to the extreme that it's now almost glossed over due to redundancy.
Although possessing the obvious favor of Eos, the matter of her pink hair and pleasant features aroused some fancy that she’d been blessed by Aphrodite instead. She had pastel pink eyes to match her hair and a petite figure that, only in high school barely reached 156cms. Her delicate appearance inspired a sense of fragility, and, although she often acted the part to her benefit, the truth was quite different. She was more than capable of standing her ground when confronted… more often than not by jealous girlfriends.
The disparity between Eion and Arian is apparent from a glance when they are seen together, almost intentionally contrasting each other.
EION
Eion’s appearances seemed to match his short temper throughout his childhood.
Keeping his bronze hair short and straightened although it seemed naturally curly Eion stood out with his impressive muscle definition, especially when he was younger, having trained rigorously since childhood and standing now at around 182cms. He has dark brownish skin and his countenance had also grown sharper after puberty
ARIAN
Arian’s timidity was always reflected in his demeanor and did him no favors garnering attention during his childhood.
Now having his silver hair straightened and down to his chin, Arian almost used it as a curtain to cover his soft and snowy curved countenance, in turn, however, this only attracted more attention to him. Due to his hair's majestic and spotless appearance. A sudden growth spurt during puberty had him at around 184cms, his unaccustomed bearing to the height was reflected in an ever-present slight slouch.
Now, there is a reason I started the story from what seems to be the middle. Long after Tifon and the others had to cope with the brunt of their respective tragedies as young children. However, I assure you this is where the true story begins. Although not to say that there aren’t some events in the past that are extremely vital to our heroes’ growth, or rather more accurately fall. Therefore I’ll try to quickly go over them all in the following chapters.A FEW MONTHS AFTER THE “FALL FROM GRACE”Aurora: “So, what, basically you can get hurt and age like everybody else right?Tifon: “Right, yeah.”Aurora: “Alright… Wait then what even is your Boon? Just having colored blood?”Aurora giggled in a manner not uncommon to hear when mocking someone.Tifon: “Hah, well actually, I’d like to urge you not to forget that I’m still immortal, that’s my Boon.” Tifon impressively added as if to refute Aurora’s jeers without a doubt.Aurora: “Wait a sec though, you just said that you get injured and
Tifon though was in no way completely miserable. As time went on the mockery by his peers grew less and less, to a point in which even Eion could only get away with the occasional offhanded remark. Although Tifon had little knowledge of how deep Eion’s anger ran for him, he had a feeling that Eion had a particular reason to hate him. And so usually stayed clear of confrontations with him.It’s worth mentioning that his reasoning wasn’t quite off the mark, as Tifon had made many enemies through his simple-minded arrogance when he was a child. It could be said that he did quite bully Eion during those days, although, the latter would never admit to it. But of course, there was no mere chief cause for Eion’s hatred towards Tifon. It was just the difference that some were justifiable, and others, not so much. One of these reasons used to be a sense of jealousy. Despite his Boon, Eion still didn’t have Ichor In his veins as Tifon did and, he had an all-consuming fear that one-day Tifon wou
(Gods, must I keep waking up every morning? Haven’t I suffered enough?)Thoughts like these would usually comically pop up in my head when waking from a restless sleep, it seemed as though that was the only kind I’d been getting for the past decade.(Alright, so, wait… where’d I put my uniform again?)Somehow getting myself dressed I made my way to the dinner table.Granny Lia: “Oh sweetie! Well, look who’s finally up.”The only thing I could count on these days was that no matter how early I got up granny Lia would always top my record.Grandpa Radyon: “Eeh! Enough now Lia, serve the boy his food, at his age, he might as well be a skeleton with how little food he’s getting.”Granny Lia: “Oh now really? Keep going on about how I take care of my boy and you’ll be the one not getting any food!”Grandpa Radyon: “Haha, I see, so he’s just yours now is he?”Granny and grandpa seemed to enjoy bickering together every so often. I saw that their love for each other had not diminished an ounce
(Why… How can he be so happy? Must he always spite me?)The thought raced across Eion’s mind as he made his way back to the main building where he’d attend his usual classes. (To think, I’d even gone out of my way to talk to her, and she answers my friendship with that indifferent tone?!)Eion had gotten somewhat used to Aurora’s feigned friendliness, although he saw through the respectful nature of it, it was still definitely better than whatever this new personage was.Feeling his pride wounded, the young master made his entrance into the classroom with extraordinary force, flinging the door open with all his might as if to announce his arrival. At least half the students already inside the class flocked to greet him, not missing the chance to gain ground with him.Arian was sitting down in the classroom as well. With a single gesture, Eion signaled to him, and as if having already agreed upon this code of conduct beforehand Arian spotted it immediately, going up to the young maste
Tifon: “You have to be kidding me.”Mr. Clive: “I’m afraid I’m not kids, the whole matter was settled by people whose names are even above my paygrade, teachers get no say. We only have to enforce it.”Apparently, due to some ‘unforeseen economic turbulence’ with our neighboring land of Turkia, students that possessed any Boon at all now had to mandatorily participate in combat training, previously only performed solely by those possessing Boons of grade W and above.Tifon: “Wait, even me? But you know my Boon, it has no way of helping me in combat-”Mr. Clive: “Well then you’ll have to learn of one, or just learn how to fight without a Boon. As I said it's mandatory, no exceptions.” As the bell rang our P.E. teacher added “Don’t forget! All those with Boons are exempt from their usual 3rd period, and should report to the 5th floor’s custom gymnasium instead!”The commotion after the class soon faded away and as I was walking through the halls to my next period I spotted Aurie, appar
There was nothing but dead silence in the gymnasium for a minute after the commandant’s words. Everyone’s eyes were on Tifon with great anticipation, however, out of all of them, the only ones he noticed were Aurora’s. There was a sense of grave distress in her eyes that kept him from moving even a single muscle.Suddenly then she dropped her gaze, and almost as if a spell was lifted off of him Tifon unfroze. Followed by the crowd’s cheers he made his way to the arena.Pankration: the ancient martial art still practiced in military training today. Sadly most of its techniques and teachings were now long lost. Being replaced by more modern wrestling, the only thing that had remained from its old history was just the name. At least, so was the case for all those not born into the family line of Areios.Finally stepping into the arena Tifon stood 7 feet away from her. Perhaps the only hint given of the coming slaughter was the fire of unbridled bloodlust that flared up in the commandant’
Through groans, I somehow managed to prop myself up after just waking.“Gods, this must be some kind of torture”Nurse Lia had made it extremely clear that I was to stay bedbound for the week. She even went as far as to guilt trip me. ‘I suppose if you don’t care about my concerns then there’s no helping it…’. Damn those puppy dog eyes.It had just been a day too, and I’d already gotten bed sores. Well, I guess two days to be exact. I still can’t believe the commandant had actually managed to knock me straight into a concussion after just one punch…Also, would it kill the school’s budget to add a TV here? What am I supposed to do for the next 24 hours?!Ironically apparently even thinking too much was ‘bad for me’ after a concussion. These thick bandages over my forehead weren’t doing my sleep any favors either…Before I could finish complaining to myself, the door was cautiously opened.Nurse Ias: “Oh! Good, you’re awake. How are you doing dear?”(As good as a forced invalid can be.
As it would later turn out the following week, Aurora was correct. The ‘economic turbulence’ had settled with Turkia like a right plane ride. Of course, the whole matter stank of forgery. Aurie even asked a friend she had in some school with a few scattered W grades whether they’d gotten any such announcement to no avail. We had no particular reason to worry about it though, and so we ended up dropping the whole case. Right when the commandant had just started to warm up to me too.And so, not much happened for the rest of the while I was hospitalized. Apart from some memorable (embarrassing) visits by my grandparents, everything was slowly returning to normal.While Tifon was enjoying apparently the swellest hospitalization of all time, everything was much different for our other hero.Eion was becoming more unstable by the day.Recently he’d started to not even glance in his servants’ direction when returning home. When I say return home however I don’t mean from school, not at all.