Author's note : this story will talk about Lusca's past, from his 3's to his 16's. Enjoy !

December 13th. Age : 3

The room was huge, I was scared... My mom and dad were pushed to the middle of the room by octolings with daggers... There was a lot of spectators. Me, Kubbi, 3 years old, was about to get executed, along with my two years old sister, because we have inkling blood from my grandma...

"This family has inkling blood. The adults will get executed here. The kids will be executed in a private room. Long live the royal family !" an octoling elite said as everyone was cheering. As I was entering a different room, I saw my parents, guts out... I threw up, then got slapped. Inside the room, the two octolings took out their masks, they were crying.

"We are here to save you... each of us wilm take one of you, I'll take you, little guy. The girl will be taken by the other one..." one of them said. it was a woman, at least 30 years old. "H-how can we know if we can trust you ?!" I said. "This is horrible, we HAVE to take care of you. If you want to live, you have to follow us..." the other one, a man this time, said. I thought, then waved goodbye to my sister while crying. "We'll see each other in the future... this birth mark will be the way we will recognize each other..." I said before running away with the woman.

May 7th. Age : 12

"You have been diagnosed with a heart weakness. You may already be able to switch forms, which is incredible at your age, I think it would be a bad idea entering octarian army" dad said. "I'll be fine, you taught me hand to hand battle after all !" I answer. Mom wasn't there. "Lusca, look, if I let you come with me, it's because you can. People will notice you're special, you have 9 limbs instead of 8. If people ever start to bully you, just tell me, okay ?" Emily said. She already was 14. We head out together. "Goodbye, father, I'll visit you when I can !" I said. He waves goodbye at us.

March 2nd. Age : 13

"Oh cod, what happened to you ?!" Emily asked. "I got into a fight, as usual, that's all" I said. "...you get bullied don't you ?" she asked. "...yes, all because I already went from classic to advanced, and I'm getting closer to elite." I answer. "couldn't you tell me earlier ?" she asked. "nope, 'cause tomorrow, I have a duel against Octo Samurai, a katana duel. If I win, straight to the highest ranks" I said. She gasped really loudly. "that's suicide ! You know he never spares his opponents !" she shouted at me. "Look, my girlfriend changed dome because of those bullies, we had to break up because of those mother heckers. If I can prove I am way stronger than them, they will pay for it" I said coldly before going to the training room.

March 3rd.

I'm ready. I'm in the middle of the arena, with my katana. Octo Samurai was in the other side of it, with his katana. A lot of the spectators were cheering the Samurai, while some were throwing looks of worry at me. I recognized Emily, then saw someone with a familiar face. I had my hoodie, my beanie, and my shorts, along with my boots.

The Samurai took off his vest, so I took off my hoodie and my shirt. I had a pretty fit build, although a bit slim, which surprised Emily. My strength isn't my strength, but my stamina and speed...

He charges for a hit, I block with the metal part of my boots and reply with an elbow hit right in his belly. I grab my katana harder and start striking quick slashes. He blocks them all with his own katana. Don't tell me he's as fast as me ! I started being a little scared.

10 minutes had passed, I managed to deal a little cut on his belly... "10 minutes passed ! Time for the final rush !" the announcer said. He rushes at me, with his katana ready, I rush at him, my blade prepared to cut. We both strike at the same time. Only one of us succeeded. I felt no pain, just... nothing. I started panicking. "W-where is my arm ?!" I shouted in panic, I couldn't feel or see my left arm.

Then I saw it, laying on the ground, a puddle of vital ink around it. "I... I lost... didn't I ?" I say, before getting on my knees. "Come on, finish me..." I closed my eyes, waiting for it. But nothing happened. I reopened my eyes. "you're young, and you have a lot of potential. Learn of your mistakes, then come to fight me again." the Samurai said. He left the arena as a medical group was coming at me, along with Emily. "Are you alright ?! Y-your arm !" she said, crying. "I'm fine, it'll grow back someday when I pack enough energy." I answered. "B-but you can't be an elite with a missing arm !" she shouted. Everyone was giving me looks of pity. "I can, prehaps I already am an elite. From there, I guess I can become an Engineer or a designer then... I wanted to become thr first elite to win a duel against him, that's all" I say.

They lead me to a lab, where I got healed for 2 days. My arm wasn't back, but I wasn't bleeding. I was now lying in the bed, drawing something. Someone knocked at the door. "...get in I guess..." I said. A dark skinned octoling girl got in the room, she was looking kinda happy. "My name is Marina Ida, nice to meet you !" she said. "...Lusca Arhgon adoptively." I answered. "I will be taking care of you for this month- what are you drawing ?" she asked. I show her the blueprint. "It's a blueprint for a mechanical arm, made out of nanodrones." I say. She looked impressed. "I have the material, do you wanna try ?" she said. "Hell yeah !" I shout.