Chapter 3

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[Jack Harrison Brandon - 1 YEAR OLD - 12/05/1892]

Being a baby sucks, you have no control over anything, not even your own body, you require assistance for everything, and you are completely useless, this kind of torture is particularly painful when you have the mental capacity of an adult... having experienced all the freedoms that come with adulthood to then wake up as what is basically a smelly crib ornament, is... the worst.

If it weren't for Venom, I'd be crazy by now. Having someone to talk to maintains my sanity in a delicate line. For that I am thankful to have him.

During my first year of life, I learned a lot of new things, my father Edgar John Brandon, is a jeweler and his behavior is... a little strange. He doesn't treat my new mother, Lillian Brandon, badly… he doesn't do anything over the line, like hitting her, but he doesn't treat her well either.

It's like he has two personalities.

On the outside, when people are looking he behaves like a loving father, and a devoted husband, but once the curtains close. He forgets about my existence, and my mere presence annoys him, and I'm a quiet baby, not only that, but he abandons my mother for weeks at a time, giving her no reason as to why, sometimes treating her more like a maid and less like a wife.

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[Jack Harrison Brandon - 2 YEARS OLD - 7/23/1893]

I am two years old, and I have never been so elated in my entire life, I know thats me overselling but fuck it! I can finally walk! and do my basic human bathroom needs, in a bathroom like a normal person. Just that is a milestone for me.

Venom was also very happy with this milestone, and every time he could he would demand that I explore my surroundings. Aside from the fact of being able to walk, and go to the bathroom, not much had changed in my life, Edgar aka my father was still an asshole...

I just couldn't bring myself to like the guy, there was something off about him.

And the fact that Venom didn't like him either just added to that fact, in fact on many occasions Venom would say it was best if we ate him, his head to be precise, but for the moment that would only bring more problems than solutions, besides. Apart from being a horrible father and a terrible husband, he hasn't done anything deserving of losing his head.

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[Jack Harrison Brandon - 4 YEARS OLD - 10/23/1895]

Four years old, and I could finally communicate with those around me other than Venom. I finally had all the basic skills I had lost as a baby, walking, running, and more.

Physically my development was frightening to say the least, after I turned three... my body began to show strange changes, for one my physical strength being clearly superior to that of a three-year-old child, and maybe some adults. And that phenomenon had not stopped, day after day I felt how my body became stronger and sharper.

Venom explained that now that my body was more formed from a biological standpoint, I was beginning to see the benefits of our bond, saying that the older I got the more power I would get.

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[Jack Harrison Brandon - 10 YEARS OLD - 15/03/1901]

In a way that eludes my cognitive power, Edgar and my mother had another child. Well, I guess I knew why, my mother loved him, only he didn't love her back.

But to be honest, Venom and I were hoping that this pregnancy would change him, that this gift would make him better, after all, some fathers only love their daughters, and I was hoping this was the case with him, I didn't need his love, I wasn't a baby, I never was to begin with, but she was, so I had hope, and when my little sister was born, Mary Alice Brandon... I held faith hoping he would love her.

But Venom and I were wrong.

Just like he did with me when I was born, he left the day after Alice was born... leaving my mother alone, only that this time, I was here to help her.

"Don't worry little sis, I got you," was all I could manage to say, as I carried her, feeling like I was going to break her if I did anything abruptly, even Venom was having a panic attack inside me, although... that might be due to my own panic attack, who knows.

But despite my clear panic, one thing was very clear in my life now, I was not going to let her suffer, I was going to protect her, I would be the older brother she deserved in such a devoted way that she would never need the garbage we were given as a father.

'Human babies are so fragile… so… breakable,' Venom commented, with some concern.

'I once was, is a stage,' I thought, as I held Alice close.

'You were never this fragile… I made sure of it,' Venom shot back, as if I had insulted him.

I inwardly chuckled at that, 'I know, but for others that are not us, is different,'

"My sweet, gentleman… you don't need to take care of her," Said my tired mother, as she basically crawled over to get Alice.

"It's okay, really… I have the milk and the diapers… and I know how to use them, go and rest…" I smiled at her, putting Alice back in her crib.

"You have school tomorrow… I can't let you," My mother began to try and win something she would absolutely not win.

"I get A's in everything," Thank god education in this time was a joke, at least where I am, "Now, go and recover, do it for us," With that my mother gave in with a tired sigh as I helped her get up to her room.

"You will make a good husband one day," My mother commented with a bright smile, "I'm glad to have such a good boy for a kid, I am truly lucky,"