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|name = '''The ColourfulAlpha: ExistenceBirth ofto Anton Vargheim IVPresent'''
|genre = Biography
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|rating = PG
|numberofchapters = 1112
|originalrun = 22 March 2014
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'''The ColourfulAlpha: ExistenceBirth ofto Anton Vargheim IVPresent''' 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==
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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 - Friends and Toys==
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The two parted, heading for home.
 
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==Chapter 5 - Scouts and Eels==
''The next day, after school, Central Park''
''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'."
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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 go tocome theback beachhere and catch some swordfish. Whaddaya say?"
 
The scouts cheered.
 
"Well what're ya waiting for?" The scoutmaster cried. Go"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.
TBW
 
''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 56 - Life and Death==
''Two weeks later...''
 
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"It's okay," Deanna replied, but she was interrupted.
 
"No, it's ''not'' okay!" Hehe shouted. The other students in the cafeteria turned and looked at him. Deanna flinched. ButThen, after a few moments of stillsilence, she persistedexploded.
 
"You know what? That's IT!" she cried. "I'm trying to '''HELP''' you, and here you are, screaming your head off at me!"
Anton glared at Deanna, then realised that he was overreacting. He sighed then looked down at the floor. A crowd had now gathered around Anton and Deanna. But no one dared to make fun of him or Deanna because they knew he was the Howlgardian President's son.
 
"'''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.
"I feel so guilty, knowing that I was never there to cheer him up, never there to laugh when he cracked a joke. I...failed him."
 
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.
"Well," Deanna finally said. "To cheer ''you'' up, we want you to come to France with us. We know how you like to travel."
 
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.
Anton looked at Deanna, his eyes sparkling with tears. He managed an emotional smile. He hugged Deanna. "Thank you. That would be nice."
 
''What have I done...?'' Anton thought.
==Chapter 6 - Tombs and Treasures==
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''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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"It's alright. The beast is gone for now," Deanna said. "Can we go home now?"
 
==Chapter 78 - FightsSummer and LossRomance==
''Two years later...''
 
"So, Anton," asked Deanna. She and Anton were hanging out in the playground in Central Park. It had been their refuge from the stresses of the recent increase in schoolwork in preparation for the final primary school examinations. "What are you planning to do after the exams?"
 
"I don't know," Anton sighed. "I might sleep a little bit more, I guess."
 
Deanna laughed. "Me too."
 
"You know," Anton said. "I don't have a clue what I want to be when I grow up. I don't know whether I should try to get elected into Howlgard's Presidency once my father retires or whether I should do something else."
 
"Well, maybe you should try out some careers before deciding on the one you want," Deanna said.
 
"But my parents would want me in the politics career. The Presidency's been in my family for generations!"
 
"Stuff and nonsense!" she replied. "The President is democratically elected, even though your father, and your grandfather, and his father have all held the leadership of Howlgard. They were all elected! You don't have to be!"
 
"But my parents-"
 
"Your parents can't make the choice for you!"
 
"'''YOU CAN'T MAKE THE CHOICE EITHER!'''" Anton raised his voice. Deanna shrunk back, tears welling in her eyes. She then jumped off the swings and ran away. Anton then realised what he had done. He jumped off the swings as well, running after his friend.
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"Deanna!" Anton called as he ran around central Howlgard. He shouted louder. "Deanna! Where are you?!"
 
''I'm such an idiot'', Anton thought. ''I've just made my friend mad at me. Good job, Anton.''
 
He then ran up the steps of the Troysons' home. He rang the doorbell. A cheery Maria Troyson opened the door.
 
"Hi, Mrs Troyson," Anton greeted her politely.
 
"Hello, Anton," Maria said. "What's up?"
 
"We...uh..." Anton stuttered. "We got into an argument."
 
"Oh," Maria replied. "Well, she's not here, that's for sure. Try the library. She likes that place."
 
"Thanks, Mrs Troyson," Anton said.
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Anton strode into the library. He was a big fan of books as well. He slowly walked through the halls of the relatively small, but packed library. It had shelves full of literary delicacies from all over the world. Every wall, every square centimetre of space was filled with either bookshelves or desks, with little space to move around.
 
Anton noticed Deanna sitting at a little corner at the back of the library, sitting in an armchair. But she wasn't reading. She simply had her hands covering her face. She was sobbing.
 
''Oh no,'' Anton thought as he began to run as fast as he could to Deanna.
 
"Go away, Anton," Deanna sobbed.
 
"Deanna-"
 
"NO, Anton!" The shout echoed through the halls of the library. No librarian was present, as the library was always open and books could be borrowed freely. There weren't any burglars in Howlgard anyway. So there wasn't really anyone to shush Deanna.
 
"Deanna, I'm-"
 
"You're too HOT-HEADED, Anton!" Deanna exclaimed through her tears. "I've seen you. I know you! Somehow, you're ALWAYS shouting at ME!" Anton bowed his head. He knew she was right. He got angry too easily.
 
"Deanna," Anton said. Deanna looked up. A tear ran down her face. She wiped it away with her hand.
 
"I'm...I'm so sorry. For that and for all the other times in the past. I'll...try not to be so...short-tempered next time," he said regretfully. He put out his hand to Deanna, hoping she would be as forgiving as she had been other times. "Friends?"
 
Deanna stared at Anton, as if thinking about whether to pardon him or to leave him forever with the guilt of his impetuosity. Then, to Anton's relief, she took his hand. "Friends."
 
==Chapter 7 - Girlfriends and Mermaids==
''Three years later...''
 
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Nestor and Ursula turned and left the room.
 
==Chapter 89 - University and Parties==
''Two years later...''
 
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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 910 - Shock and Death==
''Two months later...''
 
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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 1011 - Rings and Bells==
''The following day...''
 
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"Don't worry," Anton whispered back. "I'm sure they're watching us right now."
 
==Chapter 1112 - Squeals and Screams (again)==
''Fourteen months later, Sacred Spleen Hospital, Howlgard''
 
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"I've always liked that name. Let's call him Ryan."
 
''more to come...''
 
==References and mentioned subjects/objects==