Jonathan Azai had been born to a Wizarding First Lieutenant known as Homura ‘The Jade Dragon’ Azai as well as a Fairy named Shadowbloom who was more of a trophy fling. The elder Azai is part of a Wizarding Yakuza which often peddled various goods as well as attempted to run underground rackets that could funnel some of the more priceless artifacts and other dangerous creatures and entities through the Australian network towards other continents more occasionally towards Japan. The network is setup and designed so that while most of the proceeds end up within the ‘Corporation’s’ desk as a legitimate business link that it would fall onto their lap or doorstep with the Auror’s knocking on it or even the Muggle authorities. Keeping a business meant reaching out to both communities and reaping as much benefit as possible. The birth of Jonathan had been a strategic plan rather than out of love or a will to make up a family, Homura kept Shadowbloom of her own will by introducing shiny objects to her which only made the fairy happy to play with and hoard to her hearts content. The ‘mutual’ attraction had been faked by the elder male which resulted in a child that would have unique gifts that can be used to his syndicates desires.
Growing up Jon didn’t have much of an easy life being around heinous figures, sinister men, and those that used and abused people for their own means. His own existence included in this as he was expected to watch and endure to see that success was rewarded handsomely, failure was costly, and betrayal was permanent. He learned early in life what it meant to hold one’s tongue and wait for the moment to strike and he knew that being sly and precise was a method that succeeded often. To rush to a conclusion often invited disaster unless there had been no other recourse.
Shadowbloom served much of her purpose and instead of doing away with her, Homura allowed for the fairy to impart on their son the skills he would need to manage the sudden outburst of energy and magic that came with manipulating the Shadows much as she had just to a lesser degree in comparison. The split second was all the fairy truly needed, however, as she used her talents to escape her ‘Captor’ of sorts. Leaving behind a son left in a world not meant for any child to witness or explore and left without a true ally or someone to break him from such a control.
Appearances were everything and to appease the way the world worked and to better own his new ‘Weapon’, Homura sent Jonathan off towards Tallygarunga to keep a low profile and keep himself trained from revealing information that was sensitive. It was a warning, a threat, if he spoke or even gave an idea towards those around him that there had been more to him than met the eye both in name and association that punishment would be aptly paid in full. It didn’t matter if he was one of the many bosses in the Syndicate’s son. It was more severe because of this fact that showing weakness would be a sign towards enemies looking to take the head at the top out to replace him.
He grew up learning to hone both his Wizarding magic and that of the latent Fae magic that ran through his veins and body. Stuck within a situation where there had been no true way out he chose to endure and follow through with the precepts given to him by his Father, his ‘Boss’. Much of who he was during the time in school had been kept deep within himself and soon a false persona had started to develop to show off towards the world as a boy just trying to adapt, trying to survive.
After graduating he had no option to go towards advanced education and instead had been mandated to serving the needs of the ‘Family’ and further their goals and ambitions for prosperity. Due to his talents he wasn’t given the same mandate as typical grunts, being store front bullies or intimidation tactic goons. Melding into the shadows and various other talents of the sort meant that he was better suited to be a man who handled the problems that got a bit too loud, who watched over the deals that could potentially turn uglier than it needed to be. Jonathan became the problem solver.
Like a good little soldier, he listens and obeys but that doesn’t mean he likes it nor the inner turmoil to be more than just someone’s tool didn’t boil on the inside. Safety and survival demanded he obey, ambition demanded he either rise or cut open his own path. Whether not he is pulled in one direction or the other remains to be certain, but he knows he has the talents and the skills now to rise up in a rebellion if only necessary to accomplish either goal.