The past

The baby cried laying in its crib, his mother stood over him tired but smiling. He was grumpy and hungry but he needed sleep since he just got fed. She put a tiny pink bear next to the child, he stopped crying and hugged the bear and fell to sleep.

The man sat alone at the bar nervously glancing at the door. He pulled his leather jacket sleeve down over the red and silver tattoo all. Grave Dragons had to get the tattoo on their wrists... Except he wasn't exactly one of those anymore....