Throughout your whole life, you were always the odd one out. Always able to do things other found weird, like having heightened senses, a weird ability to manipulate fire, able to hold your breath for a long time and not go blue in the face, and a few other weird quirks. It wasn’t til your recent birthday that you found another skill of yours, surviving without a head. Yea you had a real bad slip while walking with your friends, and your head rolled right off. You could still see through your eyes and well you of course started freaking out and panicking along with your friends. Your friends call your mom and she comes to scene. She tells your friends to go home, she then picked your head up and lead your body back home.

She helped you reattach your head, you were still in shock. She decided to tell you that your father was a supernatural being/Monster, but she didn’t know who my father could be since she was quote unquote “a little floozy at the time” when she met him. So you began your research, and after a while you found out that your father is what is called a “Dullahan”. So with this information you went back to your mom, who began to recall who your father might be. After a long suspenseful and very unnecessarily detailed story of your mother’s Halloween Hookup (Gross.), you find out where your mom met your father.

So you ran away from home, and went to go and find him. And find him you did, finding the town of sleepy hollow despite the struggle of the journey. You had to wait for a specific time of day to begin your journey into the woods, and once that time came you were getting cold feet. You pushed yourself into the forest, trying not to be scared…though the thought of being eaten by a bear or stomped by a moose was seeing a lot more scary then running into your monster father.

This wasn’t worth it in your opinion, and the moment you turned around to go back your ears were filled with the sound of distant hooves. It didn’t click in your mind that it was your father and his horse, you were more worried about it being a moose. A very angry moose. So in a panic you climbed the nearest tree and hid. While trying not for make a sound you watched a horseman and his horse race past your tree. His head was a jack-o-lantern and he seemed to not have noticed you at all.

This was your chance, you gracefully ate shit as you fell from the tree and called out to him. He pulled the reigns of his horse and looked back. Despite the distance between you two, the blank staring was awkward. You hesitated before approaching him with a jog, explaining why you were here as you approach. As you kept explaining you tripped mid approach, your head flying off only to be caught by the horseman

“….So..You’re my kid?”

you stared blankly at the horseman who held your head, you didn’t expect his speech to be so…modern.