There was a young boy, standing. his hair black, eyes blue, he was lean and weak. he was looking up at a tall man, whose eyes were red and deadly. his hair was that of a dark blue color, he was the head of the house caldré, he was lucias caldré.
Beside him was his wife, tall, blue eyes and black hair. she was beautiful, she looked like a fox, she gave off a tricky vibe.
and there, another young girl was standing, she was short, her eyes were gleaming, they were red and her hair was black.
infront of them in the adoption centre was a young boy- elias.
"Elias. What a nice name, I must say, he looks like he has a lot of potential." said lucias.
elias was 5 years old back then. He was looking at their faces, his eyes gleaming with fear.
"I must say, he's a very handsome young boy dear." Celeste says looking at her husband, lucias.
Elias looks down in fear, his haunting memories of his classmates(kids at the adoption centre) teasing him by fakingly complimenting him, and bullying him, fogs his mind.
He hears a low voice and looks up slowly and hears the little girl who was 6 years old, her name was Celia, saying something.
"Father is he going to be my brother now..?"
Lucias smiles, and grins.
"Yes dear, he is going to be you brother and our son."