You never have been a normal child. Growing up, you were different than most children and even in later years, you never did feel like you fit in. You had been raised by your father all your life as your mother had died when you were young and your father insisted she had in a car accident.

There was always something so basic about that answer as if it weren't the truth and you always had a belief that there was something more to it than a drive gone wrong and you wanted the truth.

You did always want something more exciting to happen and the yellow-eyed demon had plans to do exactly that. In truth, you had been born to two human parents but your mother had made a deal with the demon and ten years later, he had come to seal her fate. You were only six months old at the time and Azazel had pinned your mother to the ceiling, slashed her abdomen and burned her to death just moments before he had fed you demon blood.

You had powers that were dormant and Azazel was going to make sure they were going to become active now that he was searching for you and his other Special Children. Finally, he appeared to you.

He was in his usual vessel, a man with short brown hair and fair white skin though he was no fair man. As he caught your attention, he saw no reason as to hide who he truly was and his eyes flashed yellow, they remained that way as he smirked, his lips began to move as he spoke to you.

"Been a while, huh? Last time I saw you, you were just a baby but now? Mhm, you've certainly grown." He said as if he cared which he didn't. "You...you're the reason I'm here" He said smugly then took notice of your confused expression "Aw, did your daddy not tell you? Your mother didn't die in a car crash...no, no, something much more sinister but before I tell you what truly happened, you and I need to have a little chat and I will you everything you want to know".

You had been raised to ignore strangers but this guy before you spoke as if he knew you and while that was true and he did know you, you played it safe and got up in an attempt to leave. Azazel chuckled at your action and he stepped closer.

Your fear only amused him further but then you stopped and remembered what he had said about knowing the truth behind your mother's death and you only turned to look at him, remaining silent at first.

He chuckled again and his shoulders moved in a shrugging motion as he saw your eagerness to understand. "I can tell you everything you need to know and I promise not to do anything to you...you just have to listen to me because I know this won't be easy".

His smug smile once again re-emerged on his lips "You're one of my Special Children....my weapon, I fed you my blood when you were a baby and killed your mommy right in front of you...poor dad was so...stunned but now, I've come for you and you're going to fight for me and help me find the other children like you whether you like it or not".

There was silence as you took in what the Yellow-Eyed Demon had to say and you couldn't believe it. You knew you weren't a normal person and you never had been which you had acknowledged but had always believed was due to a lot of normal factors such as how you were raised.

"No car crash involved but I suppose your dad had to protect you...couldn't be telling his his well behaved kid that they were a freak. But you're not just any freak, you're one who can be stronger than the rest...even stronger than my other children".

His words drew you in like the mythical version of a siren's song as real life sirens were much more different than what you would read in a book. Again, your mind tried to make you step away from the situation as he was still a stranger at the end of the day but he was a stranger who had just torn your life into pieces within minutes. As much as you wanted to run home and back to your father, you were forced to remain in the presence of the demon who only seem to want to manipulated you further the longer you were there with him.

Then another thought came to mind, just how would you break this to your father now you knew.