ALESKEI VITALI - COLORLESS CLAN, CLANSMAN

he started off as nothing. his mother wasn't anyone to mention. his father was his whole world, little aleskei wanted to be just like his father when he was little, not knowing a mother's love. ales grew up with the hard fist of his father and the cruel world of assassin's. at first, he simply observed. he watched his first kill, unknowing, when he was six. but he wasn't surprised. the red that slipped out of the body was almost common place in the little blonde boy's life. he started with a small stone sword, one that he could barely swing. he'd smack at his father's legs, the men that lived in the house were easy to knock down when you had a stone you could barely lift. yet, aleskei made his mark. he knew what he wanted to do, and that was follow in his father's footsteps.

as he grew older, it became more evident that his father wasn't as he seemed. he was much more than that. in actuality, emmett vitali was someone that owned what could be called an assassin's guild. many came through the doors of he large house he grew up in. many came, but none stayed for very long except for the few that had been his father's friend long before emmett started the guild. there was one person that stuck around. his name was tobias. at age thirteen, aleskei discovered something odd about him. he was attrached. that was the word that came from his father's lips when he explained the emotions, though leaving out that it happened to be a boy his own age. well, not his own age. a few years older than ales, he was smitten really. of course, things couldn't last forever, and his father found out about the attraction he had towards tobias, aleseki never thought he'd see again.

that never stopped him from seeing the other male. tobias stuck around, watching from a distance as aleskei trained. trained with the older men that pushed a small fifteen-year old kid around as if he was nothing. even with the metal swords, there wasn't much he could do. it wasn't until he turned sixteen, and tobias stepped in. it took all his father's strength not to break every bone in ales's body. not in front of the rest of the men. there as something different in aleskei then. as he saw tobias stepping in, he wanted to prove himself. he challenged his father, who brushed him off until he turned eighteen.

an eighteenth birthday is suppose to celebrate becoming an adult. aleskei's was spent training to take on his father. and that he did night, but not without some type of encouragement. the man he thought would stand beside him, instead came at his back. obviously drunk, tobias tried to stab at him, only to miss aleskei and in turn, aleskei killed his first love. crushing him, he refused to fight his father. in turn, his father allowed him to become a full-fledged member of the guild.

the next big thing in his life came in the form of nuka. a little baby wolf pup that aleskei all but fell in love with. while the wold was a female, he was smitten. the only female he ever met that would carry a part of his heart. his father gave him the task of raising the wolf pup. red in gray in coat, he didn't think she would get too big. his father didn't think she would survive, but after a few months, the pup was growing strong. unknown to his father, nuka was turning into something to break away from the man who raised him.

years between receiving nuka and his twenty-eighth birthday were years he wished to forget. his father trained him harder, seeing him raising the pup given to him. he was given dual swords for his loyalty to the guild, though he rarely used them. he used much of his down time training nuka as well as he could. as far as he knew, there were only a few people the pup liked, and that remained to be only aleskei himself.

his father had made plans. various men had come to emmett vitali's home for assassin requests, but there was one person that his father owed much more to. and what better than to give his favorite assassin to a certain person? like a sheep sold at auction, aleskei was given to the colorless king. twenty-eight years old, and he was still able to be sold. he moved into the colorless king's household, and to his surprise, nuka took right to the man known as the obsidian wraith. but, that wasn't enough for his father. seeing as aleskei was living all but comfortably in the clan he was all but sold to, things were needing a change in emmett's eyes.

getting up in his years, the man formerly known as emmett vitali made an attempt at the man who'd he had sold his only son to. and of course, being a loyal member to the king himself, aleskei had no other way go about this. the blood on his hands was warm and he'd never felt more alive. as it dawned on his twenty-ninth birthday, he knew he was finally free from his father.

TIMELINE

one year old: mother dropped him off at his father's doorstep, disappearing.

six years old: given his first dual stone swords

ten years old: finds out father owns a assassin's guild, wants to start training seriously.

thirteen years old: first sees tobias, who is two years older than him. starts questioning his attraction.

fifteen years old: gets in a fight with his father about tobias, vows to challenge his father when he turns eighteen.

eighteen years old: challenges father to a dual, instead is stabbed by tobias, who in turn dies from aleskei's blade in his heart.

twenty-years old: received nuka from his father, starts training her.

twenty-years to twenty-eight years old: started training harder with nuka, his swords.

twenty-eight years old: sold/given to the colorless king as a trade bargain, starts working for azar luski.

twenty-nine years old: kills his father when he attempts to take his kings life.