Time continued on, as it tends to do, and David grew. Though there life was simple, it was not impoverished, and it was good. David did well in school, but had trouble adjusting. Not that he was strange, but he was by nature quite and introverted, so he had trouble making friends. The few friends he did have though, he was very close with, and they comforted him. Things changed though when David turned 11.
Unknown to David, his mother had been struggling with a drinking problem long before he was born, and it finally caught up with her. Succumbing to the undiagnosed cirrhosis of the liver she was dealing with, David soon found himself alone in life with his father. The introverted boy soon turned farther inward. Though they were emotionally broken, some good was to come of the situation. A lotto ticket bought by Linda was a winning one, and soon David and Joseph found themselves 40 million dollars richer. Joseph decided to move out of the suburbs, and soon David was torn up from his old roots, and put down in the big city.
Making friends was hard enough for David, and in the bigger cityscape he had even more trouble, especially after his grievous loss. Though he had a few acquaintances, David turned to books to sate his interests.
David father had buried his mourning with money, and had little time for his son, now wheeling and dealing with his new millions. David soon began dipping into the occult and mysticism, learning what he could about the taboo topics. After talking with the right people, young David began to train himself to be a warlock.
David's father's attention finally turned back to his son, eh found
a young man he never met. Infuriated, Joseph and David fought heatedly
over his new habits, as well as Joseph's new pretty girlfriend. The
end result, David ran away, and spent from his thirteenth birthday to
his fifteenth on the street.