Troye Drakos: "Wonder Boy"

Unofficial name: "Wonder Boy"

Name: Troye Drakos

Age: 16

Affiliation: Hero

Species: Amazon Human

Abilities: Increased Strength, Speed, Stamina, Agility, the power to walk across water and mastery of several forms of armed and unarmed combat, also are the personalised gifts of the goddesses of Olympus; hunting skills (Artemis), warm/home skills (Hestia), Unbeknownst wisdom (Athena) and beauty inside and out (Aphrodite)

Weakness: Trust issues

 

Troye’s story is propelled forward from before his birth. A man from the outside world had been washed up on a secluded cove on the Amazon Island alone and weak he was discovered by one of the Amazons. Her name was Euryleia a wanderer who would often leave the kingdom to explore the island, usually gone for weeks at a time. She was a kind woman, sworn off from violence preferring the comfort of peace in nature and knowledge in writing. Seeing the man so weak and helpless made herself sympathise with him, knowing of the bloodshed the Amazonians had faced years ago she tended to his wounds in hopes of reviving him. But she took him from the shore away from those who may find him as if they did she know he would not be allowed to live. Once he gained consciousness in the days that followed she talked with him sharing their stories as he recovered to pass time. She discovered his name was Reagan Drakos a fisherman who’d got caught in a cyclone downing his boat and getting him washed out to sea, he had no relatives and lived a solitary life through their discussions. Through time the two grew close and in secret their love bloomed.

 

Several months had passed and a child was born, being one of the first in a long time in Amazon history. But Euryleia was blessed with a boy; Born a male into a society of woman the newborn dubbed Troye by his father would have been considered an abomination to the inhabitants of Themyscira if his existence was discovered along with his father. With an Amazon mother and a human father he was kept in secret within one of the few places Hippolyta does not know of in the depths of the jungles. He grew with his father away from outside contact; only with that of his mother would go to see him often teaching him new things with each visit. He soon learnt to read and write with his father’s help and hunt and fight with his mother. Though the outside world was a mystery to him and he knew not of what was beyond the boundaries his parents had created for him. But as he was young and rather reckless one night when he was 9 and when his mother was away to keep up appearances in the kingdom and his father was asleep, he crept away and through the boundaries they had created. Sneaking through the jungles of the island he soon found a flickering source of light he’d identify as fire, something he didn’t see often as Mother had said that it would attract people he would not like to meet. In curiosity Troye followed the light source until he came across a magnificent sight. Huge stone structures like those he’d seen in the books his Mother had given him and rivers and waterfalls snaking in between them and above all from his hiding spot just at the edge of the open area were people. Woman all dressed in armour and robes walking and talking in the night. He’d never seen so many people. And from his spot he saw his Mother talking with somebody down below. Not knowing the consequences of his actions Troye stood up from his place and walked straight out and into plain sight from all around. Suddenly the slight silence from before just stopped, being replaced with that of a different kind, a more sinister kind that just hung in the air.

“Man!”

The word was shouted loud and clear breaking the silence. He saw his Mother’s head whip round a face of horror placed upon her head. ‘Run’ she mouthed. Troye darted round an arrow embedding itself in the ground of where he stood. He ran back to his father, again with thinking with the Amazon warriors close behind, he was a man in place where it was forbidden to be so and was leading them to his father, someone who would surely be gutted when seen.

“Father!” Troye cried as he entered their clearing running towards the small hut he lived in with his Father. The wind was knocked from his body before he could reach it, someone had caught up to him and had tackled him to the ground.

“You do not belong here, male!” The Amazon warrior spat. She had a knife in her hand and it was soon raised above his throat. She began to bring down the knife but was kicked away by someone else. His Mother, she was here to save him! But soon other Amazons quickly arrived outnumbering his Mother and surrounding the area. His Father was outside now too clutching his own knife, snarling at the warrior woman. Troye at this point was digging around in the leaves, he had his own dagger he’d kept on the forest floor, and he hoped he’d help his parents fend of the others. But before anything could happen she arrived. Hippolyta, Troye only learnt who she was later but at this moment things happened very fast. With silent commands from her the Amazons lowered their weapons.

“Euryleia” She spoke his Mother’s name and silence followed, staring right at her with eyes like knives. That look said everything.

“And my sisters! You should no better, the boy is merely a child, he knows not of who he is or who we are, we are not to kill him as he has done us no wrong. But his Father can die.” She ordered and suddenly a sword pierced his Fathers chest, in unison his Mother and him cried no. She fell to her knees as he fell to the ground.

“How could you!” She shrieked at Hippolyta.

“How could you!”

“Silence Euryleia! You have broken are most sacred rules and beliefs, you are not our sister, and your son does not belong here either” Hippolyta interrupted Troye’s Mother. Troye doesn’t recall what followed but key parts are vivid in his memory, his Mother being carried off, the looks he got from the warriors and the talk Hippolyta gave him, explaining everything, but only increasing his knowledge that the reasons for what happened made no sense. His memory than fades.

 

He was brought to Hephaestus’ realm and made to work in his forges as one of his slaves. Though he was kept alone from the others, a punishment Hippolyta had probably devised, he’d been kept from others his entire life, and this was no difference. He was alone, but even more than ever before.

He thought he would’ve been kept there for the rest of his days that may have been considerably short with how he had been treated, until someone appeared to free them, He’d been there 6 years and he was about to be free. The other slaves called her Wonder Woman as he joined them in the sunlight that blinded him after being kept in the darkness for so long. She led them away, leading the charge against Hephaestus’ creations and guards, joined by Troye and the other slaves in their fight for freedom.

After the smoke had cleared and all had calmed, Troye approached the warrior with caution. She was polishing a sword at the time preparing to leave for man’s world. Troye told her of his father and how he had never seen man’s world, a world he was part of. She smiled upon him and they talked and learnt of each other. And Diana agreed to take Troye to man’s world to find his own way in the world outside. But he kept his Amazon heritage from her, not trusting her completely despite what he thought of her as someone he could trust. He came to man's world to learn of his father and to find his way in life. What he would do, what he should do and what he could do were questions that plague him not knowing what path he should follow.

 

Following after Wonder Woman he stopped injustice in his own way, but kept his focus on the discovery of the foreign world, again still not sure what he's doing in his search, but because of his acts he was given the nickname from the public ‘Wonder Boy’, because of his choice of armed defence and height, a name he’s not to fond of.

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