1 Golden Fang

Wake up!

Wake up!

Arghhh… instantly jumping up from his sleep, sweating as if he had been surrounded by an inferno of fire. Dawsyn was breathing hard in an attempt to catch his breath. His small frame going up and down. One day I'll avenge my family and take what is rightfully mine through sweat and blood. Slowly rubbing the necklace that adorned his chest, when arrgggh the tip of the fang accidentally pierced his thumb causing it to bleed profusely. Although it was a small prick the pain was unimaginable. Dawsyn's vision started to fade as he felt a searing pain in his chest. Scratching trying to rid himself of this yet unable to, the fang slowly started to to embed itself into his chest. Flashes of words blinking across his eyes kept coming in and out as he attempted to stay awake yet the pain slowly took him as his vision turned black and he passed out.

Ping { Bloodline has been unlocked}

Ping { System has been unlocked}

Ping { Quest initiated}

- Run 5 miles

- Do 100 push ups

- Lift 200 pounds

{ Rewards 5 stat points awarded, to be distributed by host}

13.7% / 100% until system is fully operational

Every night for the past few months it's been the same dream or shall I say nightmare over and over as if in a loop. Who would've thought that loosing his once powerful family in a brutal betrayal would result in such a devastating outcome.

Dawsyn grew up in a world of treachery engulfed with gangsters wanting their opportunity to rise and be at the top of the food chain. And at the top was his father Damien a tall man who carried an aura of darkness about him who ruled with a ruthless hand. Damien was a nice family man yet in the streets he was as brutal as they come. Never one to be flashy yet nicely dressed, he always wore a gold necklace that had a fang with a ruby red crystal embedded in its center that stood out as a symbol of his family's past yet to him it was just an old family heirloom. Although the thought to get rid of it crossed his mind many times his body refused to part with it. Which is why he never took it off. Always in a deep tone The words spoken by his father was either get down or lay down. When one refused to get down with his order, they would be taken out swiftly. Which is how he had taken over the city. Yet, through his bloody reign one would be bound to create animosity amongst those who fell in line yet hated being under Damien's command….

Flashback….

Eventually several small time yet ruthless gangs came together with one thought in mind. To kill Damien and take over his family and territory as there own.

After months of observing and learning his movements and inserting different members into Damien's family it was time. Time to take him down and change how things are ran. All it took was the right time and precision to make this all happen without the loss of too many casualties.

In this world one needed permission to kill someone of Damien's caliber and having one of the families on their side proved to be a key factor. What the men didn't know was that this family was grimey and planned to use them as an escape goat.

Killing Damien turned out to be quite easy as he enjoyed the company of many in order to flaunt his power, which became his undoing as a blade swiftly slid across his throat leaving him drowning in his own blood and everyone running and screaming in panic. Then boom the place caught on fire burning everything around.

Damien was dead and his family quickly went into ruins as it created a power vacuum over who would run them. Unbeknownst to them Damien had a son who he never spoke of or mentioned in order to not bring him any harm from his world.

Damien's body charred hurt still intact with his necklace preserved around him was sent away for an autopsy even though everyone knew the cause of death and his personal items where picked up by a lady claiming to be a family representative.

Looking at his remaining items Daisy said to herself, I pray Dawsyn avoids this lifestyle at all cost. Dawsyn being 15 years old was at that stage of rebellion yet well mannered. He had a good upbringing never asking his mother how all of this was possible seeing as she never worked a day in her life. Always questioning how did they get everything? Was it an inheritance or was there something else that his mom was keeping from him.

The next day after the turn of events Daisy was sitting at the table waiting for Dawsyn to join her. Upon sitting down she slowly pulled out a bag containing a necklace with a golden fang and slid it towards him.

What is this mom? He asked not knowing the meaning behind her gesture.

This my son is the last thing your father has left you.

My father asked Dawsyn? But I thought you said you didn't know who he was?

I've always known who he was my son. Replied Daisy. In order to keep you safe I had to keep the truth away from you. It was not just me who wanted it this way but your father as well. But now that he is no longer here it's time I tell you all about him….