Alfred Franklin William-Jones [FINISHED!!!]

"I'm the hero!!"

Alfred is a true free spirit. He’s the life of the party, but Alfred is less interested in the sheer excitement and pleasure of the moment than he is in enjoying the social and emotional connections he make with others. Charming, independent, energetic and compassionate, he can certainly be felt in any crowd.

More than just sociable people-pleaser though, Alfred’s is shaped by his Intuitive quality, allowing him to read between the lines with curiosity and energy, but he hides that intuitiveity scared that if he did show it people will be scared of him. He tends to see life as a big, complex puzzle where everything is connected – but instead of seeing that puzzle as a series of systemic machinations, Alfred sees it through a prism of emotion, compassion and mysticism, and is always looking for a deeper meaning. But that comes at a price as his nosiness tends to annoy and drive away potential friends

Alfred’s is fiercely independent, and much more than stability and security, he craves creativity and freedom.

Most other people are likely to find these qualities irresistible, and if he’ve found a cause that sparks his imagination, Alfred will bring an energy that oftentimes thrust him into the spotlight, held up by his peers as a leader and a guru – but this isn’t always where independence-loving Alfred’s want to be. Worse still if he find himself beset by the administrative tasks and routine maintenance that can accompany a leadership position. Alfred’s self-esteem is dependent on his ability to come up with original solutions, and he needs to know that he has the freedom to be innovative – he can quickly lose patience or become dejected if he get trapped in a boring role.

Luckily, Alfred knows how to relax, and he is perfectly capable of switching from a passionate, driven idealist in the workplace to that imaginative and enthusiastic free spirit on the dance floor, often with a suddenness that can surprise even his closest friends. Being in the mix also gives him a chance to connect emotionally with others, giving him cherished insight into what motivates his friends and colleagues. He believes that everyone should take the time to recognize and express they're feelings, and his empathy and sociability make that a natural conversation topic.

Alfred needs to be careful, however – if he relies too much on his intuition, assume or anticipate too much about a friend’s motivations, he can misread the signals and frustrate plans that a more straightforward approach would have made simple. Alfred’s is very emotional and sensitive, and when he steps on someone’s toes, they both feel it.

Alfred will spend a lot of time exploring social relationships, feelings and ideas before he find something that really rings true. But when he finally does find his place in the world, his imagination, empathy and courage is likely to produce incredible results.

When it comes to new ideas, Alfred isn’t interested in brooding – he wants to go out and experience things, and don’t hesitate to step out of his comfort zones to do so. He is imaginative and open-minded, seeing all things as part of a big, mysterious puzzle called life. Alfred doesn’t take things at face value – he’ll look for underlying motives in even the simplest things. It’s not uncommon for Alfred to lose a bit of sleep asking himself why someone did what they did, what it might mean, and what to do about it.

Alfred believes that there are no irrelevant actions, that every shift in sentiment, every move and every idea is part of something bigger. To satisfy his curiosity, Alfred tries to notice all of these things, and to never miss a moment. But then again Alfred is a natural explorer of interpersonal connections and philosophy, but this backfires when what needs to be done is that report sitting right in front of him. It’s hard for Alfred to maintain interest as tasks drift towards routine, administrative matters, and away from broader concepts.

As he observes, forming new connections and ideas, Alfred won’t hold his tongue– excited about his findings, and will share them with anyone who’ll listen. This infectious enthusiasm has the dual benefit of giving Alfred a chance to make more social connections, and of giving them a new source of information and experience, as he fits his new friends’ opinions into his existing ideas. But when it comes to conceiving ideas and starting projects, especially involving other people, Alfred has exceptional talent. Unfortunately his skill with upkeep, administration, and follow-through on those projects struggles. Without more hands-on people to help push day-to-day things along, Alfred’s ideas are likely to remain just that – ideas.

It’s a good thing that Alfred has such strong people skills, or he’d never express these ideas. Alfred enjoys both small talk and deep, meaningful conversations, which are just two sides of the same coin for him, and is adept at steering conversations towards his desired subjects in ways that feel completely natural and unforced. And while emotional expression is healthy and natural, with Alfred even viewing it as a core part of his identity, it can come out strongly enough to cause problems. Particularly when under stress, criticism or conflict, Alfred can experience emotional bursts that are counter-productive at best.

It’s not all “nature of the cosmos” discussions with Alfred – he knows that sometimes, nothing is as important as simply having fun and experiencing life’s joys. That Intuitive trait lets Alfred know that it’s time to shake things up, and these wild bursts of enthusiastic energy can surprise even his closest friends. But Alfred loathes being micromanaged and restrained by heavy-handed rules – he wants to be seen as highly independent master of his own fate, even a possessor of an altruistic wisdom. The challenge for Alfred is that he lives in a world of checks and balances, a pill he is often not happy to swallow.

All this adaptability and spontaneity comes together to form a person who is approachable, interesting and exciting, with a cooperative and altruistic spirit and friendly, empathetic disposition. Alfred gets along with pretty much everyone, and his circles of friends stretch far and wide. All this overthinking isn’t just for his own benefit – Alfred, especially him, is very sensitive, and care deeply about others’ feelings. A consequence of his popularity is that others often look to him for guidance and help, which takes time, and it’s easy to see why Alfred sometimes get overwhelmed, especially when he can’t say yes to every request.

Alfred jumped out of the car in excitement thinking of all the things he could do with his brother. He stopped jumping when he didn’t hear his brother behind him turning Alfred grabbed his brother’s hand causing Mathew to look at his before looking down. And at seeing Mattie’s tears he tightened his hand and grinned his biggest smile, “It’s okay Matt, your hero I here to protect you!”

Alfred nodded to himself at the thought of protecting his brother forever and always, although lately that feeling has been turning into something deeper. He shook his head at hearing Matthew’s words and tugged him toward the school.

"Freak! Why don't you and your brother go die?!"

The alley was dark, nobody around but a group of kids. Alfred lay'ed on the floor barely being to comprehend anything but the pain of being ruthlessly being beaten. Blood spattered the alley floor and Alfred can see through his haze-filled shape of his brother at the side, hockey stick clenched in pale fists. But before he could scream for his brother to run he was hit with a more brutal punch forcing a scream of pain out of him.

"Gut awage frooo mef bro-er!" He vaguely heard, if it could called that, through the piercing ringing. But he understood regardless and screamed to his brother.

"Matt? Run! Leave me!"

"Al, I'm not leaving you here with these people."

"How DARE you touch Alfred...?!" Everything was a daze from there as he blacked out
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"M-matt, why did you do that?"

The two boys were both on the ground now, Matt perhaps even more badly beat up than his brother. There was a smile on his face, despite the bruises, black eye, and missing teeth.

"You are my brother, I will never abandon you."

He new this was a bad idea but his brother has been stressing alot and needed a break. He looked to the side to see his brother looking uncomfortable and reached for his hand, smiled at him and dragged him to a less crowded area. "You okay, Mattie?" he asked even if he already knew the answer.

"It's too loud, and there's too many people." Alfred frowned before smiling again so as to not let his brother see him down. He is a hero after all.

"Mattie, you should loosen up. Have a drink, dance, have some fun!" sang Alfred as he grabbed a beer. Matthew sighed and the night went on.
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"Hey Al, did I ever tell you I love you?" Matt was slurring, now completely drunk. Alfred sighed worried but couldn't waste time, so he grabbed his brother deciding to humor him. "Yes, you have, now come on, it's time we left this party."

"That's not what I meant." Alfred blinked as he looked back at his brother. He saw his brother frowning, the way-too-many drinks Canadian as he tried to come up with a way to properly explain. And his answer surprised him greatly.

"I meant I LOVE you love you, not like brothers." Alfred blushed widely at Mathews statement, or he thought it was a statement his brothers words and the bout of drinks not helping his thought process. "What?!"

Still blushing Alfred helped his brother into the cab barely remembering to tell the cabie where to go. Oh god what is he going to say to Mattie when the alcohol leaves his system, does he fell the same or 'Sorry I just see you as a brother?' no that would devastate Mathew if his words are true. Or maybe...he wont remember? He thought completely ignoring he just called Mathew by his entire name.

What's going on? God it hurts - the stuffiness in his chest causing his breathing to slow, the blood he can feel draining from him. Why? They were just enjoying themselves, but this happened and now he's dying. Where is Matt? Where is his brother?

"Alfred..." Mattie? Alfred choked out a sob of relief when he felt his brothers hand, clutching it within his own. "Im so sorry..." No don't apologize Mattie...

"It's not... your fault."

"We will be together in the next life, Alfred." Smiling at his brother he felt the warmth in his hand travel up through the numbness giving him strength to say...

"See ya soon, Mathew."