Lyon Atreus

[Sparrow]

I Write Sins Not Tragedies (Panic At the Disco)

Name: Lyon Atreus
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation Straight
Age: 21 years old
Species/Breed: Rabbit Neko
Coloration: Lyon has pale white skin, dark green eyes, and red hair. His fur is white, and usually when he is out of uniform tends to wear black, white, red, and green clothing. He will always have his dark eye patch due to his scar, black leather gloves, and his titanium piercings lined along both of his ears.
Weight/Height: 168lbs 6.4 ft
General Personality: Lyon is considered a workaholic. He usually is working and has a rather professional attitude towards everything. Sometimes, others think that he can be emotionless because they have never really seen him in a different mood. Honestly though, he can be very kind, loving, affectionate, and even charming. It all just depends if there is a person who can unlock his bottled emotions.

History

Born in Venice, Italy, Lyon grew up with his mother. He was never really proud of his existence as for his father left him to fend for himself. His mother went broke and couldn’t find much work to do; the only thing that she could do to keep them alive was to marry someone wealthy. With her luck, she found a man named Aldo. At first he seemed kind and a father type of man. Of course, that all changed after his mother married him. He turned out to be an alcoholic, an abusive one. It seemed that every day he would go on playing his nice role to others, but when he got home all of the abuse started. His stepfather would constantly beat him, saying that he was only a pet in this world and nothing more. Lyon wasn’t sure if he was right or wrong, he had no opinion over these choices. It would just be better off for him to endure the pain rather than fight back. It was until one day, his stepfather came home bringing news with a job offer he earned. The only catch was that they had to move to another country. There was no doubt that he took the job, because it was the next day that they were traveling by boat South West from Italy. Lyon happened to be contemplating near the back end of the boat; he enjoyed looking at the water. His ear flicked and he looked back to see his stepfather scrabbling his way over with a bottle in his hand. He knew his stepfather hated him; it was obvious. He just wondered what he did to make him so angry, or more likely…jealous. The bunny boy stepped up to face his father, he had a ferocious mien a crossed his face. Back talking to him was one thing, but telling him the truth was worse. His stepfather’s face grew twisted; he raised his hand and slapped Lyon hard enough to force him to the ground. For being such a young boy at the time, he went unconscious by the hit…only to wake up in the water. The boat was long gone, and he had washed up on a lake that connected to the ocean. He rubbed his face, his head hurt from the abuse and the impact of the water. That until he felt a gentle hand lay on his shoulder. A butler with red hair standing behind him offered a hand; it was almost as though they had already known each other. His name was Sparrow, and that was the last Lyon wanted to remember. Today he still works in the mansion as a second placed spy, a strict and emotionless leader.