First Bond Novels & Stories

Not as a notebook entry — as a question Rin asked my father at breakfast: "The original bond holds the governance work. What holds the original bond?" My father set down his pen. Looked at Rin. "The pre-governance section does not address this," he said. "The original charter does not address this. No document in the primary archive addresses this." He paused. "The founding philosophy's writers and Isara and every governance thinker in the framework's history have described the original bond as the foundational quality. The ground beneath everything else."

“You weren’t just a boy who bit a stranger, Ronan. You started something.” His eyes meet mine. “There are three stages to the bond. You know that, don’t you?” “Remind me.” “The First Bite—instinctual, primal. Happens in fear or fury. That was us, under the roots. The Trial Bond—public, political. What I claimed during the council. But the True Bond… that one’s chosen. Mutually. Permanent.” “And we never got there.” He nods, slowly. “Because I left. Because I buried it. I thought if I left it dormant, it would die.”

I picked up the top one and flipped it open, my hands shaking. Numerals in rows. Outcomes of the test. Red ink is used to indicate failures. Scribbled notes in the margins. Terms include bond instability and neuronal collapse. The name at the top of one page caught my attention. Zero Subject. A description of the first stable hybrid bond is given below it. Keeps memory suppression in place. The Bond prototype was a success. My chest constricted. The words hazed before my eyes. "It's me," I said. Kai's smile widened as he leaned over my shoulder. "Bingo. The first one. The initial version. Subject Zero.

And failed. The bond won. Always. **TO BE CONTINUED...** ---

"If you, the oldest and knowledgeable person in the pack, don't know, who will?" They narrowed their eyes at me. "Do you really don't know? Aside from the basics?" They sighed and leaned against their chair, "Maybe?" "I'm lost. I really need to do something before the bond takes full control, and I have no idea who I am anymore. Please, help me out here. " They rolled their eyes and leaned forward, "Fine. Let's start from the beginning." I raised an eyebrow, "The beginning?" "The origin of the bond." They clarified, "The Wildthread bond is nature forbidden."

"Yeah. I was just wondering if there is anything else about the bond that you didn't say at dinner." He looked at me steadily. "What makes you think there's more?" "Because there is always more with you. You give people what they need in the moment and hold the rest until the moment is right. I have known you long enough to know the difference." He chuckled heartily and removed his glasses. "Ezra, you make me laugh. Okay, the bond isn't static, alright? Unlike a standard bond that stabilises over time, the Five-Fold Bond develops. It has stages and builds toward something." He paused. "We've gone through the early stages and as for that something it is building towards, it's not specific to

But then, it hit me. It was the bond.

"I saw a legend. I saw a way to fix the past. I did not see the man who throws away trash in the Sump. I did not see you." Kael looked at me. His face was softer. "I need to find out what happened to my people. If this city is a prison, I will break it." "I will help you," I said. "Whatever it takes." *** I went back to the shelves. I found an old scroll. It was not about the past. It was a guide. I opened and read it. The Bond of the First is not a chain. It is a mirror. It shows the truth of the two people who have a bond.