Brixton's Life History

Brixton had to awake every morning at five AM for one of his jobs. The other two jobs were every other day. Every other day he worked from 7:30 AM until 6 PM. While the other days he worked from 7:30 AM until 7 PM. He was physically drained from lack of sleep. He wasn't able to get enough sleep because of his jobs. Helena wanted to help Brixton out by getting a job or jobs. Brixton thought it was not proper for her to have to work as well. Basically he loves her so much he doesn't want Helena to become physically drained like he has become. Though they never got into any arguments they did have some troubles. They held their tongue keeping any hurt from their relationship. They had had enough hurt introduced into their heart. Brixton especially had a tough life since his very young years. Originally Brixton was living with his biological family members. He was shuffled around from one relative household to another until he was put up for adoption. The biological family couldn't cope with Brixton's night terrors. The reason for his night terrors still bothers him. It was a still, dark, cold night when Brixton and his biological father and mother were killed by a werewolf. The werewolf spared Brixton from any harm because of his age. Brixton has always wanted to find out the name of the werewolf who killed his parents. He would do anything to find out. Even if it meant he had to die fighting the murdering werewolf. The werewolf who had taken away his happiness and love needs to pay for it. The murder has to pay with his or her own life line; or at least with their own life. Maybe even their bloodline would pay dearly. Brixton's heart is full with revenge. And his life and soul is in the werewolf's pocket. When Brixton was adopted at the age of seven he was chosen by the Werewolves for a few reasons. The number one reason was to be the whipping boy. Brixton lost all hope for finding out who is responsible. He has no clue what the werewolf looks like in human transformation. Brixton has not felt any love for so many years. That is until he met Helena. Brixton's biological parents loved him with all their heart. Brixton doesn't know what exactly he is. He isn't sure if he is a mortal, vampire, or werewolf. He asked his adoptive family several times. They keep either telling him he is a werewolf. Or, they walk away from him ignoring him and ignorantly glaring in his direction. The entire werewolf family will never answer nor acknowledge Brixton's questions. Brixton was named by his biological mother. She had a best friend who is also Brixton's Godfather, his name is unknown by Brixton as well as any of the remaining family members. Because of this, Brixton had no where to go after his parents were killed. There was no way to find Brixton's Godfather. His Godfather's contact information is in mother's journal which went missing when the vicious, blood filled attack occurred. The journal was never recovered. It was like magic. It just disappeared into thin air. No one, including the police, FBI and other authorities; has yet to figure out what exactly attacked the parents of Brixton. All Brixton has ever wanted, other than love, is his Godfather to find him or for someone to be able to find him. Maybe one day, Brixton will be informed that either his Godfather has got in touch with someone anyone; or Brixton is able to find his Godfather. Or, maybe his Godfather is also deceased. No one knows for sure. In fact, no one knows who Brixton's Godfather is; name, place of residence, etc. There are no records about the Godfather. No records showing who is the Godfather. Not even Brixton's date of birth, birth certificate, Social Security card, number. Just nothing, no information about Brixton. Brixton doesn't even know what his biological parents looked like before they were humocide victims. No one has came to the realization that it was a werewolf and not some wild, stray animal or animals. Everyone assumed they were attacked brutally by either a Grizzly Bear or something else that was in existence of reality. Reality for the uninformed about the world being occupied by werewolves and vampires as well as humans. As the immortals refer to them as, is mortals. The immortals are vampires and werewolves. They say, the werewolves say, the first inhabitants of this forsaken earth were werewolves. And the second inhabitants were vampires. Then the mortals. It is said differently, oppositely by the vampires. They, the vampires, say they were first, then the mortals, and third the werewolves. Brixton original home, when his biological parents were around, was a moderately size house. They lived in a great neighborhood. A neighborhood where raising children is highly recommended for everyone with children. There was a huge backyard which is fenced in for the child's safety. In the house, there are still safety gates that work great. The child protection gates was created by a British man who is still very popular even in the United States. Basically all of the exteriors in the house were made by the loving, caring, kind hands of the English man. He made everything in his woodshop. His woodshop is more than just wooden projects. There's a lot more projects made from other materials than wood. Everything he creates are sometimes made with more than 1 materials. The house is still standing. Brixton can't remember anything about his old hometown, or in this case, home city. He was to young to remember anything about his first home. After Brixton's adoption. His life drastically changed from kind, loving family members to cruel, cold and black hearted adoptive family. Brixton's life was turned upside down at age seven. When Brixton attended school he had to hide the bruises and other marks from the beatings. The beatings occurred almost every night which added to his trauma. The worst trauma Brixton witnessed was the deathly attack of his parents. Every time Brixton sleeps his PTSD wakes him. He is always covered with sweat when he wakes while screaming from the trauma filled nightmares. Brixton also has daytime flashbacks. In these experiences Brixton's hands would shake uncontrollably. At these times Brixton would either clasp his hands together tightly. Other times he would have to concentrate to control his behavioral hands.