Explanation.

Many people don't understand me.

My name is Ryan Wolfe.

Most people view me as an enigma.

Maybe even a ghost, that appears at a distance, but the minute you get close…BAM.

It disappears.

For my whole life, well at least the good chunk I can recall, I've lied.

I maybe, in the very beginning, was a sweet and honest child and that's when the first

Lie revealed its ugly head.

I lied to myself that I was honest and sweet.

This is basically the turning point.

The Ryan born into this world, maybe to be a kind

And loving person changed, changed into a person

Who lied and cheated to obtain perfection.

Now a birth had occurred at this same time.

The birth of the OCD ridden Ryan.

No one celebrated, many mourned.
I was happy at least.

I had the ultimate cover up, the ultimate defense to shield

My ever growing lies.

Another thing you must know, is that there is not

Solely "one" Ryan.

As I developed in life, I made many "Ryan's" to live that particular life

Style.

Until, all of them began to blur and I couldn't

Really tell who was the "Original" Ryan.

My mom was the only one who knew.

The only one who could see.

The only one who could comprehend.

That her son was a man of many masks from the

Very beginning.

She was a very encouraging woman.

She used to insinuate thoughts in my head.

Saying very encouraging things to aid me with my

Identity crisis.

She would often say.

"Create the ultimate mask, the mask with the power to erase all

The other Ryan's and allows a new and single Ryan to be born."

Wistful thinking.

But I really loved her. She never

Forced a new Ryan to be bred.

She never once said "Don't be this Ryan"

Or she never forced me with "Why can't you be your

Original quiet and sweet Ryan."

Because she knew.

Each Ryan, was the real Ryan.

You couldn't just request for the "Real" Ryan

Because that would be like asking, per say, every person

Afraid of the dark in this world. Raise your hand a fit into a mini van.

Virtually impossible.

Now I said the turning point in this life

Was when I realized my first lie.

But the truth is that was a dawning.

The real turning point in this story is when my mom

Passed away.

That's when it happened all the Ryan's fused into "that" ultimate

Mask my mom spoke of.

But its powers were far from the pure story my mother told.

This mask was corrupt.

Dark.

Its power was use any Ryan at any time to get free from

Any situation.

And let me tell you, that's exactly what I did for the rest of my life.

Let me make a time line for everyone to make this story clear.

It's my mothers' time line.

Born.

Raised.

First best friend, for life Anya.

First love my father.

Step son Mark.

First son Ryan.

Unity.

Second pregnancy.

Unhappy marriage.

Father disappeared.

First daughter Amanda.

Illness.

Late night abuse from father.

Crying.

Enter doctor Leross.

New friend.

Anya's worry.

Mom's death.

Ryan's death.

Basically that sums it up.

My mom's sad life in a nut shell.

Now even until this day, I can't understand why my

Father left my mother.

Or why he insisted on coming back an abusing

Her, but that's how life was.

And there was nothing I could ever do about it.

When she died.

Things went far far far down hill.

So far that when your head hit

The bottom it squished into the ground and

Suffocated you.

My sister Amanda.

Had unfortunately contracted

My mother's disease.

But she had it on a more intense level.

She was in a coma.

Which would have never happened

If it weren't for my bastard of a father.

If he hadn't .

If he would have just.

Never tried to kill my sister.

This story is the story to go with the start of my nasty scars.

They twist and turn across my back like a fire.

A fire that dances in agony.

He must have been drunk.

I keep telling my self that was the case.

But I knew better.

He hated "us" he only had love for my

Mother.

And when she was gone all fakeness had disappeared and the

Ugly and resentful 'True" father showed his face.

He tried to strike her.

Beat her to nothing.

Strip her of her essences.

But I wouldn't allow it.

Well "brave and pigheaded" Ryan wouldn't allow

It.

When he was beating me I wondered.

Do all these masks and lying come from him.

As I felt his hard hand hit my spine, as it bent and squished under the

Pressure.

I wondered, was it my destiny to be like him.

A man so caught up in facades that he becomes

A rabid beast?

So confused, so lost, no sense of real self?

As the knife slicked my back and the blood.

Poured.

I cried.

Silent tears.

Tears of fear, fear of becoming the monster destroying my back.

In the hospital Leross demanded to be on our case.

He took care of Amanda mostly.

He knew I hated him.

It was a love hate type of feeling.

He had helped my mother far more than

Anyone in this world. Of course after Anya.

But he pissed me off.

He was a dirty rat.

A maggot.

A trickster.

And I always watched him because he was

A shadow.

A shadow that could consume me at anytime.

Now you wonder.

How could a doctor, who saved

My mom's life be so horrible.

Well I'll tell you.

He has no shame.

He does whatever it takes to

Obtain his final goal.

Using every dirty method and

Everything at his disposal.

Even if he has to use people.

And he used me.

Until this day and ongoing.

To obtain what he needs.

You see child services came one day.

To take us away.

On that day I had a faithful conversation with

Leross.

My eternal debut, my debut from hell.

"Please take my sister in" begged the "Desperate" Ryan.

"Why should I" he said nonchalantly.

I was struck.

Yes, he was right, why should he?

I had to think quickly or else.

Or else.

And than the words just came out.

"I know now that I'm just a little boy, but when I become older

I could be of great service. I could obtain anything you

Needed by any means necessary." I said sternly.

Not even a beat was missed.

Not even words to convince me it was wrong.

Just a sick sweet smile.

"Deal" he said grinning.

"But you got to go…for now that is" he said darkly.

"Don't worry, you wont have to bear it for long"

"I'll send someone short of 3 years maximum"

With that he rounded the corner and started

Speaking with the children services representative.

Done deal.

Amanda was safe and I was off.

Floating in the wind, running free.

Well that's a lie.

I was a caged animal.

Part of some sick and twisted circus.

Doing jumps and tricks.

And then moving on, never finding a home.

That's where I met her.

Miko.

Poor tiny defenseless Miko.

In all the shelters I had been moved from.

I never met anyone quite like her.

She had no masks.

She was just "Miko"

And I loved it.

I was infatuated, by the one

Thing I could never be.

"Myself"

Miko owned "Herself" and I was jealous

But also intrigued and that's what

Started our friendship.

Well more like a life bond.

And now she was dead, gone

The newest case for my

Work to take on.

It hurt.

It hurt so much, that it felt as if the scars on my back

Were dancing the agonizing dance it did back in my youth.

Now the story isn't finished.

Remember.

Because most people don't

Leross's promise?

To fetch me in three years or less.

Well he held true.

I knew he would because

He was greedy and I, Ryan Wolfe was

His prized possession his ace in the pocket.

What was the twist.

The big twist.

Was

Coming to adopt me

Was the one person

I tough I would never see

After my moms death.

Anya.

My had she aged.

She looked tired and haggard.

And she must have known

About the deal Leross and I cut.

Because she wore a small sad smile.

And that's when I knew.

I knew it as I looked down

At Miko resting on my side.

That this lady could become my

Ultimate pawn.

In a game I had been forced to play.

I told her Miko had to come, or I wouldn't go.

She protested.

I told her , I would tell the foster parents.

That I knew you.

That you were trading me off.

And in theory she was.

She hated it.

She knew I had been sly.

Had been a trickster.

What she didn't count on was me

Being a determined and cold person.

She sighed.

"Alright"

Of course what else could she say?

Excellent.

I was on my first step to recovering lost

Territory, starting with my sister

And potentially my freedom.

Though I highly doubted it.

When I came to Anya's

It was wired.

And sadly I had miscalculated.

Maybe my mind had grown rusty and hazy.

All the moving and shuffling.

The beatings , that fakeness.

I had forgotten about "them"

Anya's two most prized possessions.

Olivia and Kara.

Her two daughters.

How could I have forgotten.

Now this was an unfortunate twist.

Being subjected to carry out my life.

Along side Kara and Olivia.

And not to mention poor Miko had been

Thrown into a game she was unaware of.

Life took on a normal pace.

Well as normal as it could be

Under the current circumstances.

Now I did dirty side jobs for Leross.

Things which I will never speak

Again.

Dirty and unimaginable things.

But in the midst of all that I never

Though I'd see him again.

Not him.

Not his son

Not that asshole

Mark

My half brother.

He was a scary person.

When he saw me.

He wore a dirty dark smile.

I could see it in his eyes

Even if it was brief

All the plans he had made

On the spot to use me to his

Advantage.

And sadly I couldn't stop him

And sadly he had already realized it.

Time went on and I was split.

When I wasn't running for Leross

I was running for mark.

And when I wasn't running I was

Hiding

From Kara

And Miko

And when I wasn't hiding I was bearing

Bearing my soul to Olivia.

With whom I had made some

Sort of cry on each others shoulder.

Sort of deal.

Though I never really listened to her.

She always listened to me.

Now I've experienced a cold hard beating

And this is where the bearing began.

While running for mark

I got jumped

The shit kicked right out of me

I had obtained a new set

Of agonizing scars.

And the problem had become very serious

So serious Leross showed some compassion

And even worry.

My back had become unstable

My spine was an anomaly.

It had been so damaged that my

Muscle had shifted to aid it.

Ripping from its original spot

And clinging to my spine.

Supporting it like a tower.

Problem was

It's a ticking time bomb

No one knows when it's going to collapse

And when it collapses it will basically

Rip my whole body structure and I will

Collapse in on myself.

I though it was a fitting death of a

Trickster

A mask wearer

All the weight of the masks

Collapsing in

Destroying any evidence of another person.

Nice.

Ironic.

When all was said and done

I had heard word that my father

Was milling around close

Breathing down my neck

Licking on my sweat.

So I began hunting him

Directly defying

Mark

Directly defying

Leross.

Making Kara worry

Making Miko sick

Making Olivia write more

Of my sick and twisted life into her thoughts

Like my own personal diary.

Until the threat became too much

For Leross

And For mark

They had known that I had been

Running for different people

But they had never suspected each other

They had a very colorful discussion about me

And decided that I should be sent away.

So they contacted someone very powerful

Someone with a greater hate for my

Father than me myself

Ron Wolfe

My fathers own brother.

He agreed to take me without hesitation.

He said he was interested to see his brothers

Other offspring.

To see if I was just as misguided and corrupt

As mark.

Problem was, he lived in Miami.

Far away, so very far away from Boston.

This was also a problem for me because

It put a kink in my plan

My plan to regain my territory.

It seemed as if I was being pushed further away

From my goal.

And now what was worse is I had to actually

Leave people I gave a damn about.

And I had to leave stealthily without

Letting anyone know.

So I packed

I said goodbye to the empty fountain near

Anya's house in Boston.

Which as reluctantly as I was to admit it

Was my home and would always be.

I looked to the sky and made my first and last prayer.

A prayer for the safety and blessing of all the people I was

Leaving behind.

A prayer for a better world for each and every one of us.

When I arrived in Miami I was tired

And worn

Sick

With worry

Riddled with

Pain

Contorted with

Contempt for my

Puppet led life.

When I saw Ron

I was afraid

He was broad and he

Wore a warm smile

He had a huge scar stretched across

Most of his face.

"Yo Pup" he said gruffly.

Pup huh

A brand new Ryan to add

To the fold.

Let just say the Ryan you know of

Now is pup

Kind and gentle

The total façade

For the mask wearing trickster

Wolf.

Now the problem was

How to tell Calliegh

We had been sitting in silence for

Nearly an hour

Her eyes were boaring into my soul

Fishing for awnsers.

Practically begging for the truth.

But all that was for another time

But I consoled her, by saying

Something to tide her thirst for

My ever hidden past

"You know…you remind me of someone, someone from

A long time ago" I say emotionlessly.

She looks brightly and nervously towards me

I continue

"Her name was Olivia she bared all my sins back in Boston."

She looks exuberant at this point.

"But those are only Olivia's sin to bear." I say darkly

her face drops 1 million miles to the floor.

"But" I begin.

Her face lifts a little, it's completely nervous and

Lost.

"Please be the one person to bear my sins, in this life, in the life I lead in

Miami." I ask

Her face shines, radiating a happiness I really

Couldn't conceive.

"Yes" she begins to tear a little.

"yes, yes ,yes ,yes" she repeats over in her sweet southern accent.

I have to tell her though

About "Him"

"Cal" I call out seriously.

"I have some information on the case

regarding Miko" I say in a very business like tone, but still carrying the

emotionless tone I've had the whole time.

"Really? What is it?" she asks curiously.

"I think the one who killed Miko…is my father" I say emotion free

I hear a squeak.

She looks pale.

"You sure" she asks.

Obviously skeptical of my sources

Seeing as I've been in the hospital.

Spotted having a mental breakdown.

How could I have found time for

Getting information?

Obviously not on my coffee break.

"Positive" I say even adding a reinforcing smile.

Truth is I lied

Again, big surprise

You see I didn't tell Cal about the little

Side affect that comes with being my

Sin bearer, you become my pawn

In the ever going dangerous game.

That I play every day of my life.

Calleigh is the new Olivia.

And she didn't know it but

It would be painful and hard to bear.

But It came with a very very rare gift.

Ryan Wolfe's true love.

Only given to approximately.

4 people.

Now five adding Calleigh to the list.

Leross had been standing by the door the whole time

Oblivious to the young people on the other side

Of the door.

He smirked

Whipped out his cell phone.

"Hello Ron, it's me Leross, got some interesting

news there's a new player in the game…oh don't worry

she's on your side…oh yes she's on the side of hunting down

Nathan Wolfe…hmmm Ryan he's fine, but it seems he's using this girl as

Olivia's replacement….Don't you worry so much… Mark? No no no he won't come

At least I doubt he will…well, look don't pout I'll take care of everything…you skeptical?...fine I can see why…ok, ok I'll tell you one piece of reliable truth…Nathan is in Miami, he was the one who killed Miko and conveniently planted her for Ryan to find…oh no I'm not telling the police yet…are you kidding, I'm going to exterminate Nathan first. This my game Ron, it always has been ever since we were boys…Yes I know you were technically first, but I took this game up a notch…look bottom line is

I don't give two shits about Miko, she can wait…first off I got to win our game…alright Ron…yes ok…I'll take good care of Ryan…yes alright…bye bye.

Leross smiled a genuine smile.

Finally the fun was starting all over

Again and soon all the old soldiers

Would be in place.

Tough manipulating Ryan would be hard

Without Miko as a threat and Olivia being so far away

And using that Calleigh girl to early in the game

Would be too detrimental giving Ryan the upper hand

Which would lead to Ron having the upper hand.

Leross laughed darkly

For the first time in

Years

Or so it seemed

He was faced with a case in which his

Victory could be flat lined by any one person

At any given time.

Back at the lad Horatio was working

Intently on the case when he got a chill.

It felt as if something terrible was coming

Their way.

And he wasn't being paranoid

In all his years his intuition had never failed him

"Hey, H got a hit" Eric said happily.

Horatio didn't respond

Eric was perplexed

But he knew the face H was wearing it was

The one that always alerted him to danger.

"We got to stay on our toes don't we H?" Eric stated.

"Yes we do Eric, yes we do" Horatio said looking out into the

distance it seemed all their futures had taken a dark turn.

And to think the quiet and awkward rookie

Ryan Wolfe had hold of the reigns of change.

Horatio only hoped Ryan would allow himself to

Aid Ryan in the final battle.

Which though seemed far away

In reality

It was not

(PHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEW long long chapter It might confuse you more but I gave an outline of Ryan's past and a little hint of spoilers and foreshadowing. Everything up until Calleigh's name is mentioned is Ryan's reminiscing. Now I knew everyone was slightly confused and I haven't really elaborated much, Ryan's back is the cause of his sickness.

Miko was Ryan's first interest in life besides his mother and his first infatuation really. I've mentioned all the characters that will be involved and their importance. This chapter is a little dark and sets Ryan far out of character, but since I feel us as an audience knows nothing about Ryan, I feel I can play him in any way I wish. But if it gets too intense just say so and I'll tone him down, I hope you enjoy this chapter. sorry I haven't been updating I'm prepping for grade 11 course choices. So I know which classes to take

So I can start preparing for my profession, I really care about you lovely people so

I hope I can make more chapters for you.

Bye bye and enjoy beautiful fanfic readers.)