Vengeance: The Origin Of A Demon

Chapter One: Born in the Dark

I had always heard stories of demons and angels, never thinking a thing about them. My mother once told me when she gave birth to me, she felt a strange presence take over her. Afterwards she blacked out and woke up weeks later from a coma. When she told me that, I again, didn't think anything of it until years later.
  I never knew my dad. He was in the Navy and was shot through the heart. He died a hero. I was always told that he was a great man, until a month before he died. Everyone said that he was always angry, and that he attempted to do some terrible things. But I always just ignored those stories.
   Oh, I just remembered, I should probably introduce myself. My name's James. This is the story from yesterday and on. For the past few years some amazing and insane things happened. Like I went skydiving and almost died. That was scary, but cool at the same time. The string on my parachute pack snapped off and I almost fell to my death.
   Oh, and some bad things happened. I had to watch my mom die at gunpoint. That was something all right, and Probably the worst time of my life. But after she got shot, I felt this power over me, just like what had happened to my mom when she gave birth to me. I felt so much sorrow and anger, and then I blacked out and woke up minutes later, still in the same position. Everyone was dead.
   They were all on the ground, throats slashed and bleeding everywhere. I tried to call the police, but my phone was smashed on the floor. I thought I was tied up, but the ropes that were cut to pieces on the floor.
A few minutes later I heard sirens wailing outside. The police arrested me, thinking I was the killer, since I was the only person alive. They later released me because they had no evidence against me. After that I went home and got some rest.