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• Born in Charleston, South Carolina to Carlos Santos and Miss CarrieAnn Washburn. CarrieAnn was a young mother, 'in love' with the handsome, muscular longshoreman who had promised the world and had instead given her a life in a single-wide and eventually two on her hip. Once in her new life, though, it was impossible for her to leave; Carlos was a rather possessive werewolf, and as a result, there was little that CarrieAnn could do and nowhere for her to go.
  

• Consigned to living life along the Banks, and not in a good way, the couple did what they could to make it seem as if they lived something of a 'normal' life, from the outside. Marlon and his younger sister had 2 squares and clean clothes for school, but behind closed doors, their childhood was definitely an 'education'. What to do, what not to do, how to navigate the waters (as it were) when one isn't quite the same as everyone else. At least they had the benefit of being part of a pack.
  

• It was the pack, then, that got Marlon his job upon graduating. Unlike most parents, those that want their kids to move on and go to college, have a family of their own, etc., Carlos wanted his son to remain close. As did the pack. They set him up with an apprenticeship, got him into the Union, and there, at the age of 18, Marlon started his life as an adult. A longshoreman and a full member in the Pack.
  

• Work was good. Is good. But with the influx of all that young blood, there are always moments of tenseness. It's simply a dance of dominance, and remarkably, Marlon simply didn't want any of that. Each day he went to work, he'd have ships ready to depart for who knows where (well, he did, anyway), and always on time for their tight timeschedule. Soon enough, offers of promotions came in, and Marlon wanted it. It was time to go. There wouldn't be any tears leaving the Pack; no girls to be left behind. The trailer was getting a little small for them all, and so?
  

• On the bike.. and he headed north. Marlon arrived in NJ a little over a decade ago, and tried, really tried to adjust to a new pack life, but it just wasn't happening. Too many rules, and too little time for just a moment of fun. So, it was time to go. Again. Getting on the bike, he and a couple of friends decided that a complete change of scenery was just the thing.