Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140118105211/@comment-26543176-20140122204136

Orion stiffened up again. Taking a deep shuddering breath, he started his tale.

"When I was about five I realised I wanted to be a hunter, I mean it was all I wanted. And my mother abosolutley loved the idea, she supported me completely. My father however, didn't think I could be a hunter. You see he was a hunter, till a bad encounter with some Grimm left him with a screwed up leg so he couldn't fight anymore."

"My father thought that I was a bad kid, and disowned me as his son, however I still lived in the house with him. He started trying to 'teach' me, so he could fix me. Basically my dada teaching was beating the ever loving crap out of me when I ever put so much as a finger out of line. He beat me most nights,because I was me and did silly kid stuff. The worst part of it wasn't the beatings, it was the fact that he made my mother watch him do it. He thought she needed to see him 'fixing me'. Eventually I got into Signal and was able to get away from him. Then a few months ago I got the letter that my mother had died. I couldn't go to the funeral, he told me I wasn't welcome there. I haven't been home since."

Getting all that off his chest but Orion only then realised the tears sliding down his face, and the heart wrenching pain in his chest.