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{{Fan fiction
|name = '''The Alpha: Birth to Present'''
|genre = Biography
|creator = '''[[User:WikiBuilder1147|<font color="green">The</font>]] [[User_talk:WikiBuilder1147|<font color="blue">Tim</font>]] [[User blog:WikiBuilder1147|<font color="lime">Man</font>]]'''
|rating = PG
|numberofchapters = 12
|originalrun = 22 March 2014
|status = Paused}}
'''The Alpha: Birth to Present''' is the biography of [[Fanon:Anton Vargheim IV|Anton Vargheim IV]] from birth to present. It is written in third person, from the point of view of Anton.
==Characters==
===Main characters===
*[[Fanon:Anton Vargheim IV|Anton Vargheim IV]]
*[[Fanon:Deanna Vargheim|Deanna Vargheim (Troyson)]]
===Supporting characters===
*[[Fanon:Anton Vargheim III|Anton Vargheim III]]
*[[Fanon:Elizabeth Vargheim|Elizabeth Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Ursula Vargheim|Ursula Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Tina Vargheim|Tina Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Leonard Vargheim|Leonard Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Ryan Vargheim|Ryan Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Bryan Vargheim|Bryan Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Atheia Vargheim|Atheia Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Chloe Vargheim|Chloe Vargheim]]
*[[Fanon:Reginald Troyson|Reginald Troyson]]
*[[Fanon:Maria Troyson|Maria Troyson]]
*[[Fanon:Thomas Troyson|Thomas Troyson]]
==Chapter 1 - Squeals and Screams==
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"He's so... beautiful," Elizabeth said. She turned to Anton. "What should we call him, Anton?"
The father
==Chapter 2 - Gurgles and Cries==
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The next time he felt his bladder was about to let loose, he rushed to his mother and gave her a tug. He then pointed to his diaper. She then smiled, admiring his intelligence, and picked him up before moving to the bathroom. She removed his diaper and sat him down on the potty. He let go in relief.
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"Peek-a-boo!"
Anton gurgled in ecstasy as his grandfather, [[Fanon:Anton Vargheim II|Anton Vargheim II]], covered his own face with his hands and then flipped them open to reveal it again.
"Peek-a-boo!" he cried jovially. His grandson laughed. Anton II, an adult werewolf verging on eldership, then stood up with the toddler in his arms.
"And up you go!" he said. The younger Anton shot up into the air. He squealed in delight before dropping back down into Anton II's arms. "...And down you come!"
TBW
==Chapter 3
Anton was now in the car with his mother and father. He now knew how to talk and he could understand basic sentences.
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Elizabeth rang the doorbell. Eventually a tall man opened the door.
"Why, if it isn't Anton and Elizabeth!" exclaimed the man. "I haven't seen you two since your wedding! How's it been?"
"Hey Reginald," Elizabeth said. "Everything's going great! In fact--"
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"This is the living area," he said. There was a boy watching television.
"Tom!
Tom stood up and walked over.
"Hi Mr and Mrs Vargheim!" Tom said, shaking Anton's father's, then his mother's, hands. "It's good to see you again!"
"It's good to see you've grown into a healthy boy!" the older Anton said. Tom smiled. He then bent down and introduced himself to the toddler beside the two newcomers.
"Hi, little guy! I'm Tom. What's your name?"
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"Tom," Reginald hollered from the kitchen. "Don't you have a scouts meeting right about now?"
"Oh yeah," Tom said. He ran to his room and came out several seconds later
"Bye Mum, bye Dad. Nice to meet you, Mr and Mrs Vargheim! You too, Anton!"
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With that, he was out the door.
Reginald came out of the kitchen with his wife. "
"Well!" exclaimed Maria Troyson. "
"Hello, there, little one!" Maria said, looking at the little Anton. "I should just call you Junior...you look exactly like your father!"
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"Never better! I love how we're living so close together now! Before, when I was still in Lunar Lakes, we couldn't even talk to each other, but now..."
"
"What's her name?"
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"Deanna. She's learnt to walk and talk already. Isn't that adorable?"
"
"In the games room."
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As they entered their form classroom, ready to start the day, Anton and Deanna excitedly chatted about what was to come in today's lessons. Then the bell rang.
Their form teacher, Harold Watkins, eventually reversed into the classroom carrying a pile of books with two apples and a coffee mug stacked on top precariously
"Good morning, 5B!" he greeted the class, jovial as ever. The class replied almost as enthusiastically. Mr Watkins set the pile down on his desk before carefully removing first the mug, then the apples. He placed those on the desk as well.
As he was arranging his pile into near stacks, he began calling out the attendance. He knew them off by heart, which was probably what happened if you had the same form class for five years in a row.
Not that there were many people in the class. Though some kids crossed the strait separating Howlgard from SimNation to attend the somewhat
"Daisy?"
"Here," replied [[Daisy Annan]], the quiet girl from Barnacle Bay.
"Evan?"
"Here," said [[Evan Clark]], who was a musical chap from Aurora Skies.
"Sandi?"
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"You don't say! I love it when we get to blow things up," Anton replied.
Earlier, his extremely fun and awesome science teacher, Mr Hollyoaks, had given them
Anton had always felt the thrill of having Mr Hollyoaks as his science teacher. He only hoped he didn't get the other science teacher next year, Dr Flourmarch, who, as his name suggested, was about as boring as a sack of flour and as strict as a drill sergeant.
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As the two opened the door and walked through it, his little sister Ursula waddled to him and hugged his leg.
"An-chon!" she blubbered. He smiled, remembering how he said his name like that too when he was little. She was teething, but strangely she didn't seem to cry about it. She did have difficulty talking, though
Anton was still amazed at how quickly she had learned to walk and talk. Faster than him, according to his parents, who were at work. Ursula had been left at home with Nestor. He ran up to Anton as he entered the kitchen in search for something he and Deanna could eat.
"Welcome home, Master Anton," he said. He called his father Mister Anton, to avoid confusion. Apparently the elderly butler referred to Anton's dad as Master as well when he was a kid. "I trust you had a good day at school?"
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"Fantastic, thanks," Anton replied, rummaging through the fridge. "Nestor, is there anything for us to eat?"
"Well, there ''is'' some
"I LOVE
"Well, then," Nestor said. "I'll bring out the
As Deanna walked away to seat herself at the table, Anton whispered in Nestor's ear, "Her name's Deanna."
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A half-hour later, Anton and Deanna were seated at the table, doing their homework.
"What's
"It's ''y=ax<sup>2</sup>+bx+c''," Anton replied.
"By the PlumbBob," cried Deanna. "You're a genius!"
Anton laughed, as humble as usual. "No, not really. I think Ursula's smarter. She learned to walk and talk much faster than I did. That's what Mum and Dad told me, anyway."
Deanna looked back at her homework and frowned. "C'mon, Anton. We have a lot of work to do."
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"How long has it been since we met?" Anton asked.
"
"Wow...that's a long time, isn't it, Deanna?"
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"Yes it is."
The two sat on the swings as they watched the sun slowly descend below the horizon. They watched as the lights were switched on across the town. Streetlights
"We should be heading home now," Anton said.
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The two parted, heading for home.
==Chapter 5 -
''The next day, after school, Howlgard Beach''
"Right, you lot!" said the scoutmaster in a strong Australian accent. "Today, I'm gonna give ya a few pointers on fishin'."
Anton leaned over to Deanna and whispered, "He doesn't have to shout so much--"
"Vargheim!" the scoutmaster screamed. "No talking while I am!"
"Sorry, sir," Anton replied. Deanna giggled.
The scoutmaster subsequently cast his line, and almost immediately caught a bite. He pulled back forcefully and a large fish came flying out of the water.
"Now ''that'''s a fish," the scoutmaster said. "You need good bait to catch good fish. However, to get good bait, you'll needa fish for it. Today we'll go to Central Park, get some minnows then come back here and catch some swordfish. Whaddaya say?"
The scouts cheered.
"Well what're ya waiting for?" The scoutmaster cried. "Let's go get some fish!"
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''Central Park''
Anton's line shot across the air before dropping back down and splashing into the lake. After several minutes of waiting, he began tapping his foot impatiently.
''Tap, tap, tappity, tap. Tappity, tappity, tap, tap.'' He repeated the rhythm over and over and over again. But try as he might, the fish didn't seem to find the tapping very attractive.
''Tap, tap, tappity, tap. Tappity, tappity, tap, tap.'' Anton sighed. Everyone else had already caught at least one minnow. It wasn't his lucky day.
''C'mon, c'mon!'' Anton attempted to communicate with the fish through telepathy. It failed to produce satisfactory results. The tapping continued.
"VARGHEIM!" came the shout of the scoutmaster. "STOP THAT TAPPING!"
"Sorry, sir," Anton whimpered in fear of the man's wrath. He stopped his foot immediately. Fortunately, he got a bite before his foot began to enter another rhythm.
"I got one!" he cried as he desperately pulled back on the line. His rod looked poised to snap into several pieces. Finally, a long, black fish burst from the water. It began to jump around, suffocating on the ground.
"Oops. Not a minnow," Anton sighed. He reached out to throw it back into the pond.
"No, Vargheim! That's a--" The scoutmaster didn't manage to finish his sentence. As soon as Anton's hand came into contact with the fish, a strong, stinging sensation ran up his arm and into his spine.
He screamed. Loudly. When the shocks ceased, Anton staggered about, dazed and confused. His body continued to spasm as the electricity surged through his nervous system. He fell to the ground.
"Are you okay, Anton?" asked Deanna.
After a few moments of silence, Anton managed to sit up. "Yeah," he panted, "I'm fine."
"Goodness gracious, Vargheim!" said the scoutmaster. "That's an electric eel! It could've ''killed'' you!"
"Sorry, sir," Anton whispered.
"Don't say sorry to me! Say sorry to your poor body!"
==Chapter 6 - Life and Death==
''Two weeks later...''
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On the way back to Howlgard, Deanna attempted to comfort Anton.
"It's alright, Anton," she said. "
"Thanks for the encouragement, Yoda," he replied sarcastically. He immediately realised that he could've offended her, put his hands over his mouth and began to cry.
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''Two days later, Howlgard Academy''
Anton Vargheim IV sat, alone, at an inconspicuous table
His attempt to disappear into the shadows of the cafeteria didn't stop Deanna Troyson
"Hey, Anton!" she called, jovially, hoping to lift his spirits.
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"You don't know what it's like," Anton sobbed. "You never even knew your grandparents."
"True," Deanna replied, "but I do know how to deal with a death of someone close to me. Remember how I
"Yeah," Anton's eyes were now on Deanna. "She
"Yes," said Deanna. "I was really sad about it, but I learnt how to get over it."
"You knew she was going to die, Deanna. You had time to say your last goodbyes. Grandpa was all the way in Sunset Valley when he died. I...didn't have time. It was so sudden."
Deanna said nothing, allowing him to continue.
"My grandfather was my idol. He would play with me for hours on end when I was a toddler. But when Grandma died, he moved away. I never saw him alive again."
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"It's okay," Deanna replied, but she was interrupted.
"No, it's ''not'' okay!"
"You know what? That's IT!" she cried. "I'm trying to '''HELP''' you, and here you are, screaming your head off at me!"
"'''YOU'RE''' the one that's talking!" Anton screamed back. The two stared at each other furiously. Deanna then gave in. She stood up and walked away.
Then, she stopped. She looked back. Her expression had changed. Her eyes were sparkling with tears. "If you want to sit there being depressed for the rest of your life, '''''FINE'''''! See if '''I''' care!" She walked out of the cafeteria.
Anton's eyes followed her intently until she exited. Then, he looked at the food that Deanna had left behind. His mind suddenly started working again.
''What have I done...?'' Anton thought.
----
''After school...''
Anton decided to pay a visit to the Troyson household after school. Maria, Deanna's mother, opened the door.
"Hello Anton," Maria said. "What is it? Did something happen?"
"It's...It's a long story," the boy replied. "Is Deanna in?"
"No, dear," Maria said, tilting her head in confusion. "She hasn't been home for an hour since school ended. Perhaps try the library?"
"Thanks, Mrs Troyson," Anton said before running off in search of his friend.
Upon reaching the library, Anton quietly sneaked through the doors, trying as hard as he could not to give Deanna knowledge of his presence. He soon after found the girl sitting in a secluded corner of the library, eyes buried in a book. Her face looked as if she had been crying.
She knew he was there. "What do you want?"
"Um...Deanna..."
"Go on. I'm listening."
"I'm...I'm..." Anton stuttered. He just couldn't seem to get the words out of his mouth.
"Look, are you just going to stand there stut--"
"I'm sorry," Anton interrupted. "I'm sorry for everything that happened today. And the other day as well. It's...it's okay if you don't want--"
It was Anton's turn to be interrupted as Deanna stood up and hugged him. "You wanna come to France with us?"
There was an awkward silence for a few minutes.
"Thank you," Anton whispered, tears slowly flowing down his face. "That would be nice."
==Chapter 7 - Tombs and Treasures==
''2 months later, Champs Les Sims, France.''
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"Dunno."
"Is Tom coming?" Anton asked
"Nah. He
"Oh
----
Anton curiously looked around the chamber. It looked like it was the only room in the tomb.
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But he howled at the moon.
----
Anton's nose led
As far as the Troysons knew, any trace of the kind, human Anton they knew was locked up in the prison of his mind. The beast, for the moment, was at the forefront.
"He's good," said Reginald. "That wolf is good."
----
The moon began to sink beneath the horizon. As the sun began to rise, the beast stood up to howl at the mysterious grey sphere one last time before it completely disappeared. Then, as the sun's rays hit the surface of the earth,
Hair now rested at Anton's feet as his mind suddenly awoke. He looked at his hands awkwardly, wondering what had just happened. Deanna ran to him and hugged him.
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"Uh, I know I turned into a werewolf and all," Anton said weakly. "Sorry."
"It's alright. The beast is gone for now," Deanna said. "Can we go home now?"
==Chapter
''
"You're meant to catch the frisbee, Ursula, not miss it!" Anton cried jokingly.
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Anton was now a teenager. His little sister had grown into a beautiful young girl. He had heard terrible stories from his friends about having little sisters, but he couldn't see a single truth in any of them. She was the best sibling one could have. Far from being one of those brats in his friends' stories.
He also had
On the way home, Anton and Ursula stopped by the ice cream truck and bought an ice cream. It was Leisure Day, and everyone was either inside with the air conditioning on or at the beach, with the children playing in the water.
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"Master Anton! It's your friend, Miss Troyson!" Anton's eyes lit up and he joyously ran downstairs to meet Deanna.
"Hi Deanna!" said Anton. "Come in! You must be boiling in this weather
"Thanks," she replied gratefully as she stepped into the manor. Anton led her to the living room, where they collapsed into a couch, giggling. Nestor walked to the couch, carrying two glasses of ice-cold water.
"Thank you, Mr McCray," said Deanna.
"Thanks, Nestor," Anton replicated the gesture.
The butler nodded before heading off to complete his various tasks around the house.
Seated on the couch, Anton and Deanna chatted for hours.
Finally, he said, "You know, I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world."
"Oh! Uh...thanks," she replied with a sheepish laugh.
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"Yes?" Deanna replied.
"Do you want to...um...you know..." As Anton stuttered, Nestor and Ursula entered the room. They stopped, frozen, watching the two intently.
"Yes?"
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Nestor and Ursula turned and left the room.
==Chapter
''Two years later...''
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"You got into the University!" she cried as she hugged her son. Tears of joy poured out of her.
"Yup!" he cried. "I'm leaving for the Sims University in three days to study Fine Arts!"
"
"I'll be back after a term, Mum. Don't worry."
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Elizabeth released her son from her grasp. As he marched away to his bedroom, humming to Pharrell Williams' "Happy", she smiled, wondering how Anton grew up so quickly.
----
''Three days later''
"Ahh... Finished."
Anton Vargheim IV stood back from the wall, satisfied. As he looked at his photographs of his family that he had put up on the wall, he heard others entering the dormitory downstairs. He ran down to meet them.
Deanna was already there.
"Hi! I'm Deanna Troyson," she said gleefully to the newcomers.
There were four of them. They introduced themselves as Ben, Ollie, Nadia and Kathy.
After the introductions were made, Anton decided to grab out his sketchbook and began to sketch his surroundings.
When he was finished several hours later, he showed it to his roommates.
"Wow!" gasped Ben. "Fine Arts?"
Anton nodded.
The others were speechless. They were obviously very impressed.
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"Good. Very good."
The professor inspected Anton's sketch.
"You're doing well, Anton. I'll shape you up to be even better."
Anton left the classroom feeling jubilant, running back to the dormitory.
TBW
==Chapter 10 - Shock and Death==
''Two months later...''
Anton and Deanna were well settled into university. The rhythms that they had established had become so habitual that one could bet that they could do it in their sleep.
One winter's Saturday, in the mail, a letter had arrived from Howlgard.
"To Deanna Troyson," it said. "From Sacred Spleen Hospital, Howlgard."
With a slightly worried but at the same time intrigued expression, Deanna tore open the envelope, surrounded by her friends. Anton looked especially fearful for her. His eyes became shifty, and he was biting his lower lip.
Deanna began reading the letter. Then she burst into tears.
"What's wrong, Deanna?" asked Ben.
Through her tears and wails, she read out the message, sobbing.
<center>''Dear Miss Troyson,''</center>
<center>
''A dangerous strain of influenza has broken out in Howlgard. Many have fallen ill because of the epidemic, including the Vargheim family. You might want to share this with Master Vargheim.''
</center>
Deanna paused, turning to look at Anton, eyes shimmering. Then, she continued.
<center>''Unfortunately, one of the worst affected were your family, Miss Troyson. I regret to tell you that they have been admitted to hospital. Many of the doctors in the hospital fear that they might not survive.''</center>
<center>''We are terribly sorry for the morbid note in which this letter has come. We urge you to take leave from university to see your family. Though we are not able to comprehend the sadness of this event, we offer our most sincere apologies.''</center>
<center>''Joanna Watkins, Sacred Spleen Hospital, Howlgard.''</center>
Anton, tears welling in his eyes in sympathy for his best friend, held his arms out in front of him. Deanna automatically buried her head into his shoulder. He could feel the vibrations Deanna caused as her body bobbed up and down as she cried. His sleeve became moist as the waterfall of tears rained down upon it.
"There, there, shhhhhhh. It's okay," Anton said soothingly, exactly as Deanna had comforted him seven years earlier. "It's okay." He cradled her in his arms, repeating the sentence over and over again in an attempt to calm his friend. Gradually, one by one, their roommates buried them in a bombardment of commiserative hugs.
----
''Two days later...''
Anton, Deanna and their roommates had been granted leave to travel to Howlgard to see Deanna's ailing family. Thomas Troyson sat up slowly in his bed as soon as Deanna entered the ward. She ran to him, and he hugged his younger sister, taking care not to kiss her.
"Careful," he croaked, smiling weakly. "I'm very contagious." He brought his hand to his mouth and coughed coarsely. Deanna moved away in alarm. Tom looked as ill as he felt. He was pale, and there were lines under his previously jubilant eyes, which had lost their sparkle.
"Deanna," her mother said softly. Deanna went to hug Maria Troyson. "I hate to see you so sad, darling. Sorry for getting so sick."
Deanna finally went to the bedside of Reginald Troyson.
"Hello, Deanna," her father choked. Before Deanna could begin the hugging procedure, the door to the ward opened.
Anton's family walked in. His youngest brother, Leonard, still looked somewhat sick. He was a little pale, but still walked with healthy strength. Tina was sniffing constantly, coughing sometimes. She was holding a handkerchief to keep everything to herself. Anton's parents and Ursula, however, had fully recovered.
The teenage Ursula ran to hug her older brother. "It's good to see you, Anton," she said. Then she turned to Deanna. "I'm so sorry, Deanna."
"So," asked Reginald. "You going to introduce all these new faces to us?"
"This is, uh, Ben, Ollie, Nadia and Kathy," Deanna said.
"I wish I could have met you under better circumstances, Mr Troyson, Mrs Troyson and Tom," said Ben.
"Us too," agreed the other three.
The large group remained in the Troysons' ward for the entire day, chatting, laughing and crying.
"We're so proud of you, Anton and Deanna," Maria said. She then turned to Anton and Deanna's four roommates. "We are also proud of you, Ben, Ollie, Nadia and Kathy. Thank you all for coming to support Anton and Deanna."
Ollie blushed. "Thank you, Mrs Troyson." The doctor came in and said that they needed to let Reginald, Maria and Tom rest.
"Get better soon," said Deanna, before the group of visitors left the room for the night.
----
''Four months later...''
With the hole finally filled, and the three Troysons laid to rest, the cemetery caretaker stepped away. Many people were present to bid farewell to the popular citizens of Howlgard. Anton, his family, Deanna, Ben, Ollie, Nadia, Kathy, and the rest of the neighbourhood were at the cemetery for the funeral. Anton had his arms around his girlfriend and she sobbed, her handkerchief covering her nose and mouth. Tears flowed almost effortlessly down Deanna's face.
After the proceedings, the group of mourners moved to Deanna's house. She collapsed onto a couch in the living room.
"The house is so...empty," Deanna whispered, yet another tear toppling from her eye.
"It's alright," said Anton. "You can always come and visit us."
"It's not the same, though," replied the heartbroken Deanna. "I wish...I wish they got better instead of worse."
"As a wise friend once told me," said Anton soothingly, "'Mourn not one's death, but celebrate their life.'"
Deanna's head turned to Anton. She smiled weakly.
"Come 'ere, you," Anton cried, holding his arms out. Deanna flung herself into him. She began sobbing uncontrollably again.
"There, there, shhhhhhhhhh," Anton started again. "It's okay, Deanna." He repeated the sentence several times. Their friends and family felt equally miserable.
Eventually, everyone had left. Ben, Ollie, Nadia and Kathy had decided to stay the night with Anton and Deanna, and had all turned in for the night. Anton and Deanna were left in the living room, on the couch.
Deanna had cried herself to sleep as Anton continued to hold Deanna. Anton began to notice that his eyelids were becoming really heavy. He forced himself to stay awake, keeping vigilant watch over his girlfriend. Around a half hour later, however, he gave up, and he fell asleep, with the love of his life in his arms.
==Chapter 11 - Rings and Bells==
''The following day...''
Anton Vargheim IV awoke. He noticed that it was still early. It was around five-thirty in the morning. He then realised what he must do.
Laying Deanna carefully on her bed, he rushed out the door and sprinted across the bridge before running through the gates of his home, Vargheim Manor. He ran upstairs, entering his bedroom. He stared at his coin box. It had so much money in it, it had evolved into a steel safe. Anton turned the combination lock. Five. Two. Seven. Four. It flipped open, and he stared at the five thousand Simoleons sitting there. He grabbed out all the money and slammed the safe shut. Running out the door, he stuffed the wads of money into his pocket and ran to the nearby consignment store. Fortunately, it had already opened for the day while the sleepy town woke itself up.
"Welcome to Consignments Howlgard," said the clerk. He frowned sympathetically. "I'm so sorry."
"It's alright," Anton said. "Do you happen to have any...um...rings?"
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''Two semesters later...''
Anton and Deanna had finally graduated from university, both finishing their courses with flying colours. They had exchanged contact details with Ben, Ollie, Nadia and Kathy, and they parted ways.
Upon their return to Howlgard, Anton and Deanna decided to pay a visit to the graveyard. But, before that happened, Anton dropped by home. After greeting his family and a lot of hugs, he left Deanna to be bombarded by his family. He bounded up the stairs and rushed into his room.
When he came down again he was wearing his best suit. Deanna was already dressed in her formal outfit. They said goodbye to his family, and they drove across the bridge to the adjacent island, where the cemetery was located.
In front of the graves of Deanna's deceased family, Deanna began to cry again. Anton put his hand on her shoulder.
"We miss you so much," Deanna sobbed. Anton simply bowed his head in silence.
Finally, he spoke up. "Mr and Mrs Troyson, I'd like to ask something of you."
He put his right hand into his pocket. His hand wrapped around a small object in it.
"I'd like...to ask..." he turned to Deanna. Deanna's eyes sparkled in anticipation, waiting to see what he would do next.
"I would like to humbly ask...for your gracious blessing..." He took his hand out of his pocket, holding a small black box with a gold rim wrapped around it. Deanna put her hands to her mouth in shock. "...and approval for the marriage of me to your daughter."
Deanna was jumping up and down in excitement, nodding her head very quickly. Anton pulled the diamond ring from the box and held it up to the sky. The sky was clear, and there was not a single cloud in the vicinity of the cemetery.
"I guess that's a yes, then," Anton said, smiling. He slid the ring onto Deanna's ring finger. They embraced.
"Thank you so much, Anton," Deanna whispered. Anton felt ecstatic. He wished he could make time stop. He'd quite happily stay like this forever.
----
''St PlumbBob Cathedral, Moonlight Falls''
"I do."
Anton, in his best suit, and Deanna, in her wedding gown, stood facing each other while a priest read from his book.
"Then I proclaim you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."
As the two newlyweds kissed each other, the others in the pews applauded with joy. Anton Vargheim IV and Deanna Troyson were now married.
Deanna's hazel eyes looked at Anton's blues intently. "I wish Mama, Papa and Tom were here to see this."
"Don't worry," Anton whispered back. "I'm sure they're watching us right now."
==Chapter 12 - Squeals and Screams (again)==
''Fourteen months later, Sacred Spleen Hospital, Howlgard''
"It's a boy!" the doctor cried. The new mother sighed in relief and joy. The baby was handed to her. His blue eyes matched his light brown hair perfectly. Tears filled her eyes. Anton felt a little teary himself.
"Welcome to the world, baby," Deanna said to the crying boy. "Shhhh, it's okay. Mummy's here."
Anton grinned. "Ryan."
Deanna, puzzled, turned to look at Anton.
"I've always liked that name. Let's call him Ryan."
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