the deadly deal

I looked down at my wife. She just had our fourth son. We both looked at the child. He smiled up at us; I put my hands out to reach for him; my wife gave him to me. I take him to see the Oracle . She is this frail old lady that my whole family has been seen since I can remember to see if our children will have a good life. She greeted me as we walked in, "Death, it is a pleasure to see you as always. How is little Drake doing?" "Good, but we hadn't named him yet." "Sorry, well, I guess that will make it easier. Let’s get started, shall we?" the Oracle finished as We moved to her room; it had thick purple curtains to cover the walls; I knew a solid concrete wall was behind it. As this used to be my playroom such a long time ago. I have no clue why she does this. Humans expect to see this when they get their future read. I don't see the point of her doing that here. Anyway, I put my son on the table. I watch as she starts to hum; my son (I guess Drake sounds right for him) looks up to her. I think it was to reach for her or copy her. Then it looked like she was having a seizure. I quickly picked Drake up as she fell. A moment later, she lands on the table where Drake had been. She looked up, seeming to recover from what happened. She seemed a little unsure and ran off. What are you going to do to do her act like that? I look down at my son, no answer; there is just a smiling baby. A few years later, my father was running out of time; as he lay there on the bed about to be reborn as a human, he said "Sister, my father, had a sister you must take out that family they can't exist she will bring the end of …." I was about to ask at the end of what, but he had disappeared. I looked at Grimm and Reaper. We have to find her and her family and then kill them. A couple decades later, I finally have the last of my grandfather's sister's family. I walked up to the door; I thought I could handle this myself. It was just a mother and her two children. This should be easy. I made the clouds go all dark; I banged on the door three times. Boom boom boom. I heard screaming. I usually like to listen to a bit scream when they see me. However, they hadn’t seen me yet, so what were they screaming about then? I pushed a little stronger, and the door creaked open. I looked around the place; it looked like it had been ransacked, a light fixture had been smashed, a picture frame had been knocked off the shelves, the chairs had been flipped, and a thick trail of blood led to what I assumed was the kitchen. I followed it, and when I saw it, the mother had been murdered, the two children huddled under a table in the middle of the room. The girl was crying on a boy's shoulder and calling on hers. I don't know what made me do it, but I pull the girl to me. I lifted her and placed her on my back, then ran. I was supposed to kill these children, but now I'm running with this child on my back. Why can't I kill her? I pulled her around and looked into her eyes. I saw something that told me to hide her, keep her away from my family... I woke up screaming. What was that? What has my father done, and who was that girl? Why am I getting my father's memories? -