BC: Dad? Something wrong?

I waited a response until my mom put her hand on his shoulder. He jumped a little and looked at me. I looked back at him hoping that he would tell me who he really is.

Dad: I uh, have to go....

He stands up and leaves straight for his room. I heard voices, small voices coming from his room. I looked at my mom with an incredulous expression. My mom sighed and took a picture frame out from the cupboards next to the chairs. No wonder they never let me peek in that one. They were hiding something from me. But what was it? I was anxious to know what it was. Mom looked at it for a while and showed it to me explaining who it was.

Mom: Bone Crusher, this is your father. He is the leader of Hell..... (image up above)

I took the picture frame and took a long look at it. My mothers eyes got watery. I closed my eyes for a while. I heard many voices calling out to me. Both good and evil. Was I a mixture of angle and devil? I couldn't understand.

BC: Why did he have to be the Main one? Couldn't it be someone else?

Mom: Your father didn't have a choice. We were chosen to be the leaders by the Goddess of life and death. She is the one that controls both sides. We were introduced to each other and we were supposed to marry. We were only to have child, so you came along and that was it....

She cries and I try to comfort her but she pushes me away. Like if I burnt her or something. When I looked at my hand it was red. Not only red it had flames, red like hell. Mom stared eyed wide with worry.

BC: Mom whats happening?!

Mom: Don't worry sweetie. Lone Demon! Come down here I need your help!

Lone Demon? Was that my father's name? My dad came running down the stairs and grabbed my hand. I couldn't believe that he was able to eat the flames just by sucking them in like a drink. I looked at my dad surprised.

Dad: Bone Crusher. Which ever side you choose. You will always be my son.

BC: Yes father. But was that normal?

Dad: For a youngster like you yhea it was. But for now you need to stay away from flammable objects.

BC: Then where am I supposed to sleep?

Mom: You could sleep outside in the fire-proof-tent.

BC: OK I'll set it up myself.

Dad: No, I'll set it up for You. Come on follow me.

He gets up from the chair across me and heads outside the backyard. I follow behind him and got the tent from a small storage we had in the corner. I put the bag in the middle of the yard.

Dad: Step aside Bone Crusher.

BC:  Alright.

I step to one side and my dad starts using his magic. It came out of his palms and finger tips. It was red with little specks of gold. But what frightened me was the black dust that came along swirling in his magic. I froze in place staring at it. I couldn't stand being near that dark magic. The tent was set and I went inside. I was startled to see a blanket and a pillow set up in there. My dad went in the house for the night. And so that got me thinking.

BC: Was that one of my powers? Can I activate my powers by just thinking about them? Hmmm.

I started thinking about fire and I felt nothing. Then I thought why not dark thoughts? So I started thinking dark thoughts. I felt my head heat up. I looked up and saw that my head was on fire. I jumped up and tripped causing me to fall. I patted my hair until the flames died out. I sighed of relief and went to sleep for the night.