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Name: Leon

Age: 18 years old

Gender: Male

Personality: Wary towards others, treats others cold heartedly but deep down he's a kind, soft hearted being. Leon has a brother complex. When it comes to his brother (Noel), Leon becomes an overly protective older brother for he thinks that Noel belongs only to him.

Likes: Noel, Dark chocolate, people with a big heart.

Hates: Scientists, experiments, judgemental people, sweet desserts.

BACKGROUND STORY

My name is Leon. I'm currently still on the run with my little twin brother, Noel. I'm 18 years old. We were taken from our parents at the age of 8. And now, I have a black, horrific wing protruding from my right shpulder blade. I'm not completely human anymore. I'm what people usually call terrifying beings.

I've turned into a monster.

We lead a good life, we have parents who constantly showered us with love. Those were the times when my brother had the most radiant smile but all that were taken away from us on that dark rainy night.

Everyday we'll be asked to do things to test our physical strength and capabilities. Multiple dozes of injection were given each day to test the effect on human body. The feeling of being strapped onto a chair eith wires in your body, continuously being electrocuted to bring out the highest potential effect. Different sorts of DNA were injected into my body system, thus turning me into what I am today. It was a painful process as the wings tore through my back.

As each days passed, speciments started to die, I stared at Noel, afraid. Afraid that he'll die before me. Many tears were shed throughout those 4 years. I wanted to die but for the sake of Noel, I continued to live on. Until that one night, it suddenly hit me. The fact that we're going to die if we stayed any longer. We were afraid, we were on the brink of madness, we were barely sane.

We were desperate.

That night we were taken to the laboratory, for more "tests". We struggled as they tried to strap us to the chair, all sorts of wirings were connected to our body to check our pulse. The last thing I remembered, the scientist suddenly let out a scream as he fell to the ground as Noel stood behind him shaking with a knife in his hand.

The wirings tore out of my skin as we ran towards the door, they were cussing as they chased after us. But we managed to lose them as we ran to the nearest neighbourhood. People took us in but we were constantly moving around, fearing that they'd harm innocent people to get us. Ever since then, I've never got to see my brother's radiant smile anymore. The only happiness I felt was when my brother is around me and knowing that he's safe.

It's been six years since then. We were traumatised, we were broken. I swore to myself that I would protect Noel from others. We're doing fine. At least he's doing fine for now, but he's changed. I'd protect Noel till my last breath, I'd protect his smile, even if it means that I have to commit a horrible crime. I'm willing to play that bad person. Nobody lays a finger on Noel, nobody comes near to Noel. He belongs to me, he's mine. And only mine.