The Outcasts *On Hold*

Chapter Twelve

(The Enfield)

"So Alex," Sammy started. We were at the house eating lunch. "Who is your father?"

I shot Killian a look. "Umm, he is aparently related to you."

"Oh. Who is he then? None of my relatives have mentioned having a human/demon child."

"Oh, well my father is Abigor."

She gasped. Lucky Killian didn't tell her who he was. Mabey just pushed her to ask about it.

"I could see the war demon part in you but not the incubus/succubus. Do you have that even?" She inquired. The incubus is the male sexual demon and the succubus is the female counterpart.

"Yeah, I just repress it deep down so that I'm not accidentally seducing people. I have zero need to use it anyway."

"Killian, you don't seem fazed by this conversation," Sammy noticed, "Why?"

"It may or may not have come up in a conversation before. But that's not the piont. She asked me not to tell you," he said.

"I wanted to tell you myself," I explained. "Sorry you didn't know sooner."

"It's okay. Do you want to see him?"

"No. I don't know. Mabey? I have mixed feelings about him." I said.

"I meen, we could visit during the summer break. Speeking of summer, I'm taking you to Warped Tour. And other things but the main event will be Warped."

At this point I was grinning. I had fallen in love with earth music in my short stay here. Now I was really looking forward to summer. I just wish school would go by faster so that it could be summer.

"Sounds great. But Sam, can I talk to you?" I glanced at Killian. "In private?"

"Sure, let's go out the front."

We walked out and I turned to face her. "Why exactly can't Killian know about my other half? Because this is going to get really hard if he can't know."

"He's had a bad experience with angels and I don't want him grouping you in with the rest. Just don't question it too much and you'll be fine. I can see that he likes you enough to trust you. He doesn't really open up to anyone after the angel thing happened."

"Okay. And this like is only a freind or sisterly like right?"

She laughed, "Yeah, only sisterly."

I sighed in relief. "I have questions that I know I won't get answers for so let's just go back in."

I was left wondering what exactly went down with him and angels but forced myself to move back to the present.

"What do we do now?" Killian asked.

"We could go out go skating later. I haven't done that in what seems like forever," Sammy said.

"I've never been. I could learn now," I said. I was definitely a quick learner.

"We could go to Western Skateland. I even have some rollerblades you could borrow," Killian said.

"It's a deal. We'll take your truck Killian," Sammy volentiered for Killian.

"But now, we dance!" Killian exclaimed while putting on music. The first song to come on was I Write Sins Not Tragedies. We danced and sung a bit off key, but that was on purpose. Killian air guitared a little, Sam air drummed and I just sang off key.

"Ri, you sound horrible. But then again don't we all. But," and he starts to sing with the song, "it's much better to fix these kinds of things, with a sense of pooiise aaand rasionalitea-ea-ea. Agaaaaiiin!"