Ashkosos Lore Page

Hello! This is the page where I'm writing the lore of one of my ocs, Ashkosos. Hope you enjoy!
(There will be short snips of it from earlier posts)
***
Father stepped into the room, followed by her. Ashkosos grumbled, burying his head in his book. “Say hello to your new mother, Ashko!” His father cried. He lovingly embraced Ashko, a gesture he didn’t resist. “But Father,” Ashko whispered in his ear while his stepmom wasn’t listening. “I don’t want a new mother. Especially not her.”
”I know this is hard for you son,” his father said back. “But we’re gonna have to make this work out, ok?”
”But I don’t-“
”Oh, Deedee?” Ashko’s new stepmom, Jadija, glided over, using the pet name for his father that Ashko hated. His name was Dedelus, use it!
”I thought you said we could have a little drink? After our wedding? Alone?”
Ashko growled under his breath and pulled himself away from his father’s embrace. “Fine. Go have a drink or whatever. I’ll be in my loft.”
”Thanks, dearie,” Jadija purred smoothly. Ashko shoved past her and made his way upstairs. 
***
"I'm gonna have a what now?" Ashkosos asked, incredulous.
"A baby sister!" His father cried. He lovingly nudged Jadija and Ashko closer in a group hug. Ashko peeled himself off, scowling. "You already have me. Why do you need another dragonet? Aren't you happy with me?"
"Oh, son, that's not it," His father said, eyes widening. "I just got promoted to a higher rank in court, and it's mostly going to be you and Jadi here all the time." In the short pause that followed, Ashko thought to himself, If Dad were ever home, he'd see how abusive Jadija has gotten. But he kept that to himself.
"And since Jadi will be working from our home office, you won't have anyone to play with. So now, you'll have a younger sister to play with!"
He looked so happy, Ashko didn't have the heart to tell him that he didn't want a sibling, and he especially didn't want to be stuck at home all day with her. "That...that sounds great, I guess," He muttered, not meeting his father's eyes.
"Wonderful!" His father said, dragging them all into a hug again. Ashko hugged back for about two seconds, then pulled away. Just then, a pounding on the door drew the family's attention.
"DEDELUS! OPEN UP AND GET TO COURT!"
Ashko's father sighed, hugged Ashko one more time, kissed Jadija, and darted out. I really hate that he has to leave all the time, Ashko thought.
"Hey." Jadija snapped when his father had left. "I'm going to invite my friends over for a drink. We'll be in the main room. If you come in there, I swear I will rip your ears right off you head."
"Fine. I'll be upstairs." Ashko growled, thinking to himself, But I hate Jadija more.
***
When he first heard the crack, it sent a chill straight down his spine. Was that what... I think it was? He turned slowly, and sure enough, the small green egg was steadily growing cracks. "Uh..." He said uncertainly. He technically wasn't supposed to be in his parents' room, where the egg had been since it was laid. He had just snuck in to get a small snack of dried fruits his stepmom hid in there.
"Are you hatching?" He said, poking the egg gently. He was only three; one can't expect a three-year-old to know what to do during a hatching.
"Well, are you?" He demanded. Just then, the eggshell fell apart. Ashko yelped and jumped back.
The small dragonet was a gray-lime green, not unlike Ashko's own scales. She had longish wavy horns that were bright ivory. She blinked her large, doe-like brown eyes, which were slightly more reddish-brown than that of Ashko's.
"H-hi," Ashko murmured. "Wait- stop- why are you climbing on me- ow!" The little dragonet blinked innocently at Ashko.
Just then, the front door banged open. Ashko's father wouldn't be home until sundown, which meant...
"Oh no!" Ashko cried as he ducked under the huge, ornately carved bedframe. He left the dragonet out there, but she wouldn't get in trouble for being born in here, Ashko figured.
The door to the bedroom was flung open and Jadija sauntered in, followed by her girl group. She was just complaining about how it was unreasonable that the prices should be the same for nobles and peasants when she saw her dragonet.
"Aquana!" She cried. She scooped her up as the dragons with her cooed at the dragonet in Jadija's arms. While they were all distracted with the baby, Ashko hurriedly crept out the door and fled into his room, emotions crashing in him.
So that's how it's gonna be, huh? He thought bitterly. Hate me, love the baby? Hah! Well, don't worry, I'mma make sure my sister gets real love, not your toxic excuse. And if you hurt her the way you've hurt me...
It won't end well.
***
Ashko raced through his home, his heart pounding wildly. His sister, Aquana, had just falled off the roof outside and twisted her leg in a weird way. Her yelling and crying rang in Ashko's ears. He hated the sight of her in pain. He hated anyone in pain, really.
He burst through the door, desprately hoping his father was home early. But no, he wasn't. Which meant the only way... was to get his stepmom.
He yelled at himself internally for letting his sister out of his sight as he paused in front of the door to the kitchen, or party room as Jadija called it. She was in there with her girl gang, drinking and gossiping and having adult fun. She would kill him later for interrupting. And he didn't mean that figuratively.
He burst through the door, looking for his stepmom. Jadija glared daggers at him, flaming poisonous daggers that kill on sight. She slammed her wineglass down and stalked over to him, mouth twisted in a frown. "I thought told you," She hissed. "Stay out when I have my friends over."
"But-" Ashko cried. "Aquana is hurt and I don't know what to do and-"
She shoved him aside and lumbered toward the front.
"Well, sure, care about her when she's hurt and hurt me yourself," Ashko muttered.
^^^Later that night^^^
"I thought I TOLD YOU," Jadija roared, "to STAY OUT when I have a party and company!" She stomped forward.
Ashko stumbled back and stammered, "B-but Aquana was h-hurt and s-she needed an a-adult-"
Jadija slashed her talon over the back of Ashko's neck, leaving a long jagged cut that welled with blood. Ashko screamed in pain. Hit stepmom stalked out the door.
Aquana dashed over to her brother when Jadija had left. "I-I-I'm s-so s-sorry," She cried. "I-I should've been more careful!"
Ashko hooked her shoulders with little claws, gentle but firm. "No, Aquana, listen to me," He said. "None of this is your fault. Or mine, for that matter." His voice lowered to a snarl and his eyes narrowed.
"It's hers."
***
The wound on Ashko's neck had long been healed by now, but a long, jagged scar remained and so did the hurt and anger in his mind. Jadija had made up a whole long story about falling off the roof to explain the injuries that the pair of siblings had gotten that day. Ashko didn't try to argue. His father wasn't home enough anyway for him to explain anyway.
"Ashko! Ashko, come quick!" His sister's cry cut through the quiet air. Ashko jolted out of his daydreaming and mad a mad dash to their parent's room, where two small eggs were perched in a comfortable way on the ground.
"Look look look!" Aquana cried, pointing with her snout to the bigger one. "It's happening!"
These two had better be the last ones, Ashko thought. The idea was soon pushed out by the excitment of the moment. A small gray-green snout slowly shoved out of the eggshell, and wide, curious, blue eyes like Jadija's blinked open.
"Aww, he's sooo cute!" Aquana exlaimed. "I wish we could name him!"
"No, that's Jadija's job," Ashko reminded her, his eyes still trained on the last egg. It hadn't cracked, or even moved in the time they'd been there. "Is there something wrong with this one?" Ashko asked his sister. "It's not hatching. I thought they were meant to hatch at the same time?"
"Oh no, maybe we did something wrong!" Aquana cried. "Maybe they need special treatment or something to come out right!"
"Well, I was at your hatching alone, and you came out sorta alright, so I don't think it's us," Ashko laughed as she swatted him playfully.
The egg moved slightly.
Ashko and Aquana gasped slightly. "It's still working!" Aquana whispered excitedly. "It's still ok!"
Out of the egg popped the smallest dragonet Ashko had ever seen. The newborn kept his eyes closed, and made pitiful mewling noises. Ashko gently picked him up, and placed him in his lap. "Open your eyes, please," He murmured to the baby. "I want to see what color they are."
Red.
Blood red.
"Ok, tha-that's cool," Ashko said, a little flustered. "But it's really neat and I guess you didn;t got to chose, anyway." Other than his eyes, the younger baby looked just like Ashko.
"Excuse me!" A shout from the entrance caught their attention. Jadija swept in, knocking Ashko aside and embracing her three dragonets. But when she saw the youngest with his bloodred eyes, she literally threw him away next to Ashko.
"Hideous thing!" She yelled. "Red eyes are bad omens! That dragonet will be worse than you!" She snarled at Ashko.
Raging, Ashko grabbed the dragonet and stormed out, up into his room, and sat down heavily on his loft. He yelled into his pillow, imagining it was Jadija and that he had the courage to stand up to her.
When he came back to reality, the dragonet was shivering and staring at Ashko. He felt bad instantly, and cradled the dragonet in his arms, hugging it gently.
"Don't worry," He murmured in it's ear. "You and I will make a great team.
It's us against the world, Abashko."
***
"Ashyko, why does Mommy not like me?" The sweetly asked question echoed in Ashko's ears as he fumbled for an answer. "I- uh, Jadija doesn't-"
"And how come you never call her Mommy?" Abashko asked again. "She's your mommy too."
NEVER. Ashko thought silently. He shook himself out, not willing to let Abashko see his anger. "Well," He started. "Jadija just, um, doesn't like some dragons."
"Why is that?"
Ashko pondered this, his bitterness swelling up until he couldn't contain it anymore.
"She- she's stupid and hates people just for their looks or where they come from, not caring about them at all even, and hurting them for no-" His talon flew to his scar. "Hurting dragons for no reason- being ABUSIVE!" He yelled this last line and immeadiately looked up and saw Abashko watching him with wide, frightened red eyes. Ashko let his talon thump softly on the ground. "Hey," He whispered to his little brother, voice unsteady. "I-I'm sorry-"
"No," Abashko whimpered, and Ashko wanted to claw himself. "You're right. She hates me- hates us," His voice broke.
Ashko's eyes teared up as well and they held each other, thinking their own thoughts for a moment.
"Have you tried yet?" Ashko asked softly, breaking the silence.
"...What?"
"Have you tried getting her to like you? To- to really love you?" Abashko said.
Ashko heart pounded and blood roared in his large ears. "No," He said, voice hushed. "I won't. I don't want her love," His mind steeled as he came to this conclusion. "She won't ever love us."
"And we don't deserve that."
***
Near about his fifth birthday, Ashko was playing with his two little brothers, Amano and Abashko, when the messenger came to the door to change his life forever. 
The banging caught the attention of Jadija, who was prettying Aquana up for a girls' day in the markets. Jadija marched to the door, flung it open, and jumped back when the messenger fell at her feet. Ashko watched curiously from a corner.
"Ma'am!" The messenger cried. "I bring terrible news!"
Ashko felt his blood run cold and somehow he knew, just knew, who this was about.
"It's your husband!" The messenger gasped, apparently out of breath from running from the courts all the way here. "He's been accused of murder and has requested you to stand for him as a witness at his trial."
"Let us come!" Ashko cried, jumping in front of his stepmom. "We can be witnesses too! I'll mind the kids and help you defend Dad!"
Usually, Ashko couldn't be paid to help his stepmom or beg to her, but his own father's life was at stake here. And Ashko knew how to put shame aside- for the moment, at least. 
"Hrm," Jadija grunted. "No. You're too young and the kids- especially you and that red-eyed devil-" She jerked her snout at Abashko- "Will cause trouble. Stay here."
"No! No, you can't make us!" Ashko yelled, getting more upset. He had to help defend his father! He wasn't guilty, Ashko just knew it.
"Yes. I. Can." Jadija said, stepping closer with each word. The messenger slid back behind the door. 
"N-no! We're coming with you!" He tried to sound as brave as he could, but after about four seconds, he shrank back under his stepmom's unblinking, scowling face. "F-fine," He whimpered. "We'll stay."
Jadija resumed her perfect smiling face. "Good!" She said, patting Ashko on the back, who shrugged her talon off and stepped away. "I'll get your father out of this little jam and be back in time for dinner!" With that, she swept out of the door. 
Ashko felt himself getting more and more outraged until he couldn't take it anymore. He sprinted to his room, tore his pillows to shreds, stuck his head under his covers, and screamed until his voice wore out. He lay there panting until a small knock on the wall got his attention. He spun, and his insides shrunk as he saw his siblings all there. "Guys, I'm sorry," he immediately blurted. "I didn't mean to- well- I'm sorry if I-"
"Shush." Aquana stepped forward and hugged him, much to Ashko's surprise. Amano joined her, saying, "It's okay. We're all angry too."
Abashko looked up at Ashko with wide, teary eyes. "Is Father gonna be okay?" He asked, voice small and shaky. 
"I-" Ashko couldn't lie to his brother whom he loved so dearly. "I don't know. But I do know, no matter what, I'll take care of you all."
"We'll all be okay, I promise."
***
See, the thing about world-shattering days is, they start like any other and end like no other. 
Ashko yelled, "He's not guilty! He's not!" in court. Of course he had snuck out with his siblings, followed his stepmom to the trial, and protested for his dad.
The story was that a jury had been found dead in his house, and a witness claimed to see a hooded figure who looked a lot like Dedelus sneaking away from the scene. Because that was the only true evidence the justice system had, they gave him a fair-ish trial and allowed him to have family members to stand for him.
"WHAT are you doing here?!" Jadija shrieked at the sight of them. "Children have NO place in court!"
"Jade," Ashko was about to yell again when the soft cry from his father silenced him. "bring him over here. I'd like to have a word."
Ashko didn't like this. He didn't like this one bit at all. He didn't like the situation, Jadija's sneering face, the note of finality in his father's voice. But he went over anyway.
His dad smiled as he stood next to him. Words just gushed out of Ashko. "Dad I know you didn't do it I know you're innocent and I swear if you-"
"Son." Dedelus said calmly. "I didn't commit murder, you are correct about that. But I also know I won't be convincing them of that. Someone's bribing the judges to not give me a fair trial. But I'm ok. I had a good, long life with my wife and beautiful children."
Ashko was crying and clinging to his father's legs like a little dragonet. "D-Dad, no, no, don't-"
"Well, then," The High Judge said with a sigh. "If nobody has evidence saying otherwise, we'll execute him now."
Nobody spoke up. Ashko and his sibs were too frightened to speak. 
"Very well, then," The Judge said. "Guards! Come get him."
Ashko was shook into action. You are NOT taking my father! NOT TODAY! He thought. He launched himself at the closest, only to be instantly thrown off and grabbed by his sibs. "Guys!" Ashko struggled in vain against the combined force of them. "Lemme go! You know he's innocent, you know it!" He started to sob again. 
"Ashyko," His little brother Abashko whispered in his ear. "Daddy will be in a good place with g-good dragons where n-nobody will e-ever hurt anyone. E-ever," He too started to cry softly. 
Eventually Jadija hauled them all away from court and locked them in separate rooms for the night as punishment for disobedience. In the morning she would make another decision to change the dragonets' lives forever.
***
^^^Past this point is new content^^^
Ashko felt hollow inside. 
Jadija had thrown them out of the house. And, she revealed, she had another boyfriend alongside her husband. 
"Guys, stop," Ashko yelled at his sobbing siblings in the middle of the road, clutching his sensitive ears. "Please! I can't take any more of this!"
Their sniffles died down. 
"Good," Ashko sighed straightening up. He was the oldest of his sibs, therefore he was in charge of keeping them all safe. "I'mma be honest with you. I'm not sure yet what we're gonna do. But I'm sure we can work it out."
A harsh, intruding memory came with that statement. Right after Jadija was married to Father (don't think about it, don't), Father had said, "We're gonna have to make this work."
Ashko bit his lip to keep from crying. He was the oldest, the strongest, and his siblings needed to keep straight or they had no chance.
After they all found a suitable alley to spend at least this night in, Ashko waited until they were all asleep, tucked safely behind some barrels, before he snuck out. 
***
He softly made his way to his old house, trotting on padded talons past empty stalls filled with all the things one can imagine. Ashko barely batted an eye as he continued on, intent on his mission. 
He slipped into dark corners surrounding the palace walls, crept up to the vine-entangled mess that covered select dungeon portholes, and wriggled his way in. 
He took a few breaths to calm his nerves in the pitch black. As his senses adjusted, he gathered that he was in the main hall of the prison. 
"F-Father?" Ashko murmured softly. He didn't want any other, possibly dangerous criminals manipulating him into helping them. 
Nevertheless, a hoarse voice answered him. "Who's that?"
"Father?" Ashko said, a bit louder, as to get his attention. He paced over to where the voice came from. It was not, to Ashko's disappointment, his father. 
The prisoner looked up with bright slate gray eyes, and Ashko had never seen anyone like him before. He was a gray-navy color
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