My Dad is Death?!?!

Research

You and your new friend went searching in Simon's archives and files where not even you were allowed to look at anything or risk being punished by dad. You'd found a couple of photos and a birth certificate for a d/n(different name) l/n and the perfect date to be your age on the dot in fact it's the day the first home you lived in since you were born. Fs/n:lets take a look at the photos maybe it will look like you? You both looked at the photos and the kid looked exactly like you. Holy shit.... This has to be a coincidence, just random luck we look practically the same Hehehehe... Right??? It can't be me if seriously can't I swear I remember growing up on those streets full of hate and coldness empty hearts and careless glances and murmuring about"look even children are hobos now "or when they think I don't hear the "where's that brats mom oh wait she probably doesn't have one probably a mental child " I could never forget those damn comments and all those empty freezing nights. Fs/n:hmmm...well rememeber the demon raid they took that child so it's possible you were lost some point and it's possible you got amnesia and don't remember this place before then but who knows and even if your the kid it doesn't change who you are to others. I wouldn't stop being your friend heck your to awesome to hate I think it's actually impossible for me to ever not like you or to ever hate you. Fs/n laughed and hugged you as you both cleaned up the archives and made it as it was before you snooped. You both snuck out and went to grab some fast food and ate inside and played on your phones. Well today's been good and again thanks for saving my soul and all but seriously I'll wait a while before I mention it unless he asks about what happened to daemon estate and the whole group and all that. If he brings those subjects I'll take him to my room and ask and explain it by the way exactly why were you there? Fs/n:welllllll I was there to kinda steal something back for a person he robbed it's expensive blue and white with a blood red diamond on the center or pupil kind of area. You thought and remembered grabbing said item and pulled it out and handed it fs/n I just liked how it looked so I grabbed it and stuffed it in my bag so what exactly is it? Fs/n: he said it was some rare demon dragon eye or egg I don't remember but it's really rare and kept under super tight security and I'm being payed for this thing with 1 million since daemon estate is usually a suicide zone for reapers and thieves alike. I'm not a thief not on my own anyways but if it's for a job I'll steal ya know? Yeah I guess I could understand that but ew if that's a dragons eyeball I'm gonna puke on you for not getting it sooner. Fs/n I gotta ask why did you save me then anyways you didn't know me didn't know I had the item you were sent for, you could've let me die and kill daemon yourself Fs/n:well because a. I can't let a person die infront of me I would feel awful b. Daemon would've annihilated me in ten seconds and probably rage and destroy all the city and expansions of hell c. You just felt like a good person to me so I dove in and did what I did. Good enough for an explanation? You nod not wanting to press for more and you grab your stuff and get up well I'll be going see you later before you left you both quickly exchanged numbers and you ran back to the castle to come in upon an impatient and concerned simon and rose who brushed your hair aside held you close Simon :are you okay? And what the hell happened to the daemon estate??? Rose:(who BTW is a vampire now BC why the duck not) and you smell like demon blood like you'd been covered in it. You teasingly applauded rose for guessing that one and smiled as you explained it I destroy the estate killed the whole mob met a b/g and had lunch with them and I nearly died but daemon and his mobs all dead. Simon:wait you nearly died?! Uuhh yeah that's what I said dad but we gotta talk you dragged Simon to your room and shut the door. Dad my soul it was freaking pure black from What fs/n said that means I could be your birth child... Please I need you to tell me the history about your other kid.... I have to know...