I woke up with a horrible migraine. Thank God it's Saturday, or I would have been dying at school. I slowly crawled out of bed and made my way to the shower. I stood under the hot shower allowing the water relax my tensed muscles.
Slowly the memories of the night before came back to me. My fight with mom, walking out, the men who ambushed me, Gabriel came and had wings, and my mom somehow knocking me out from 20 feet away. I had to ask my mom what the hell was going on.
Quickly finishing washing the soap from my hair and body I threw on the first set of clean clothes I could find. My baggy pink sweats and a black tank top, threw my hair up in a messy bun and ran down the stairs.
"I've missed you so much" I could hear my mom saying to someone in the kitchen. There was no response so I assumed she was on the phone. I was about to start yelling when I turned the corner to see a man standing in their with her.
He looked to be about middle aged, 6 foot 3 inch, with midnight black hair, and a tattoo on his arm I couldn't quite make out as it went up under the sleeve of his shirt. As if he sensed me he spun around and stared at me with piercing ice blue eyes that resembled mine.
He walked up and gripped my shoulders, pulling me in for a tight hug. I stiffened at the surprise hug, but felt myself slowly wrapping my arms around him. It was strange, I didn't know this man but i felt so comfortable in his arms.
He slowly pulled away from me, gave me a small nod then walked back over to my mom. He grabbed her by the waist and kissed the top of her head. "We should take this into the living room" he said with this deep powerful voice. He started pulling my mom along with him to sit on the couch, never once letting go of her.
I sat down across from them on the small love seat and slowly started asking "So who are you?" He slowly leaned back and sighed "Guess I should have introduced myself before I hugged you. I am Zander Lucifer Thayer, King of the Devildom and your father."
Silence. That was how I responded, I couldn't form a single word. I never expected this to be the image of my dad; I just imagined some horrible office worker that left us because he wanted a better social standing or something. Never did I think my mom would go for tall, dark, and handsome.
He continued for me "I'm sure there are many questions that you have so we will do our best to answer them. In light of last night we decided that it would be better to tell you now instead of your 18th birthday."
Mom looked up at him and started apologizing "I'm sorry dear, I should have at least told her the basics. She should have known that their are different realms, and" he cut her off "You did exactly what we discussed we would do. She would stay in the dark until she turned 18 and her powers awoke. The only reason she is finding out right now is because of Peter and the boys."
"Did he just say Peter? As in one of the guys that ambushed me?" I interrupted their conversation. "So you both knew the guys from last night?!" They both looked back at me and nodded. "Someone had better explain this faster." I was getting angry.
"Those were my sons, your brothers. Each a lord of one of the seven sins. Peter happens to be the Lord of Pride, and when he was told he would not assume the throne he searched for you and attacked you. Also being the oldest means his younger brothers will all do whatever he says." He stated calmly.
"So you mean to tell me that my own brothers attacked me? And what is the Devildom? And what do you mean by powers? Why wait until I'm 18?" I was throwing out question after question. Mom looked frazzled, like she couldn't keep up with my words.
Zander didn't even flinch at all my questions. He waited patiently for me to finish and then tried his best to answer everything in order "Yes they are your brothers, the Devildom is the realm of the demons, being part demon yourself you have powers within you, and we wanted to wait until you turned 18 because that is when your powers are to awaken."
He gave the most vague, straight forward answers ever. Not a very detailed person is he, or was he just doing this to break the ice? Either way I did not like the answers I was hearing.
Mom looked up at his and said "Perhaps we should start from the beginning dear." Zander looked down at her, nodded once, looked back to me and calmly stated "This is a long story but we can start from the beginning. It will hopefully answer most of your questions."
With that he took a deep breath and started the story...