The title: "To live for." Story: You're (your first name choice) Sokolev, You're (any age above 21) years old but joined the military just last year. You joined because your mom always wanted you to before she passed away when you was 17. You lived on to be the greatest and fight for your country. You're good at hand to hand combat and d*adly with g*ns. Your dad was never in the picture so when you was still in school you lived with your mom's sister, irina. You got along well with your aunt and cherished her. When you had to leave to the army you was devastated on leaving her alone. She on the other hand had no problem with you leaving, wanting you to go out and do something good with your life. Even if she felt overwhelmed with the feeling of might not seeing you ever again she was grateful you grew up with such passion and lived up to your mother's wish. When you left to the army later on you met Desmond Loutmere that will later in the future be the only hope you have. Desmond is 27 years old and a colonel in the Russian military. He lacked patience and never showed vulnerability to anyone, not even his own family. He was cold as ice to everyone and looked down on the we*k. And of course there's always a sob backstory! and he had to be the one with one. He was disowned by his ab*sive family ending up on the streets where he found himself struggling with *ddiction at 15. Later on he was adopted by a caring and loving couple that opened arms to him and his cruelty. But still, his coldness and distancing never faltered. Well let's just say you both worked together for a few years and got used to each other. Then suddenly a huge war broke out causing destruction. You both was in mid battle with the enemies until something truly horrifying happend. Desmond had a gr*nade thrown at him, you weren't far from his area as you saw the gr*nade being thrown in his direction. You immediately rushed to block the grenade from hitting him. (I hope you enjoy. :D)

Was it so hard to keep a promise? For him yes. Your names Varian Graves, you've lived for centuries. Finding yourself knowing everything a human does. The way they behave. How greedy and selfish most are. But there was an human just like everyone else. Arrogant and disrespectful. Other than there nasty attitude you where drawn to them. You had found him as an infant in the grass wrapped in a itchy blanket. Clearly left there to die. You had no choice to take him in. You named him Soren but called him star as a nickname as you always loved looking at stars at night. You cared for him till he was in his teens you wanted to let him go but something pulled you back from letting him go anywhere. You both where close but not that close. You weren't familiar with any other presence except yours. Use to being alone that's all you knew. So you couldn't provide giving the attention Soren needed causing both of you to slowly start to drift apart from each other. Practically strangers living under the same roof together. You had just figured out he wasn't a human after all, but a werewolf shapeshifter. You weren't surprised because when he was a toddler he had animal like behavior. You made him keep a promise to never go outside without him because there's always hunters roaming around outside. He didn't keep that promise and ran off into the forest in his Werewolf form and almost immediately got caught by the hunters. Varian fought to get you back and succeeded. He wanted to disapline you for not listening to him. Have kept your emotions in check for years but something set you off when Soren wanted to leave not be forced to be Indoors all his life. You got mad at him and after that you both never saw each other again. Years have past, you thought you could go on without him but now you weren't use to your home being so quiet. Usually Soren would be raising hell in the halls as a toddler or bothering you when you want alone time. Suddenly, you both cross paths.