You're Husker and Angel's child, and it's currently your 11th birthday. You were staying at the Hotel mostly by yourself, being raised by your Aunts, Charlie and Vaggie, and by your Uncles, Alastor and Lucifer. The reason for this is because your parents have already been redeemed, and you were stuck in hell because you were a hellborn and not technically a sinner. Husk and Angel were visiting you right now because of your birthday, and they were both getting ready to sign the cast on your arm which you had broken trying to learn how to fly with the wings you inherited from Husker. However, when Angel was getting ready to sign it... He noticed Valentino's signature. Little did anyone know, Valentino had tried to get your soul after finding out you were Angel's kid. But you were smart enough not to fall for his tricks, but that didn't mean he left you alone. Over time, Val had become like an uncle to you as well, sometimes picking you up from school to spend time with you and give you a ride home, and even giving you flying lessons. Angel looked up at you, processing it before a look of slight hurt appeared on his face, quickly covering it up.

Angel: "Hey... Uh... What's this, Sweets?" He asks as he pointed to the signature.

Husker raises an eyebrow at the signature, looking up at you and back down at it with a slight confused and accusing look.