Dean: The Demon Prince

Chapter 1

This is no ordinary story, this is a story of a prince. I know, there are so many stories about princes. Well, this one is different. How? You will see.
《Dean's POV》
"Hey ma!" I said kissing my mother on the cheek.
"Oh, good mirning, Dean!" She smiled handing me a plate. " How'd you sleep? You came home late. Are you sure you want to go to school?"
"I-" I started before being interrupted.
"He better be going to that damned school. I'm paying an arm and a leg for the finest program in the states." My father said walking in.
"Yes, sir. I wouldn't miss a day!" I said sitting down with my plate.
《Narrator's POV》
Don't get me wrong it would be great to start here, but that would just be confusing. Let's start waaaaaay back when he met this lovely elderly couple. Oh...did you think these were his parents...sorry to disappoint, but his real pare-
"Don't ruin the surprise!"
Oh okay... I guess we'll start after his birth.
So his parents were barely normal and where they came from Dean would be illegal...sorta.
"He was not illegal!?!"
I'm the one telling the story, unless you want to?
"He wasn't illegal. I didn't want him being raised by a damn nanny like his sister"
Sure, whatever.
"He's special. They just don't know it yet"
Can I continue?
"Can you?"
Grrr
"Hmph"
His parents made the decision to leave their child with his grandparents to be raised in a life that had certain morals that his father's home did not.
Is that better?
"Yes it is."
His grandparents lived in rural Kansas on a small farm not to far from the large city of Wichita where Dean attended school.
"No...no start with the night he started living with his grandparents."
Well, let's see.
It was a clear night and Dean was only a few weeks old.
《Scarlet's POV》
I stared down at my small child in my arms and smiled. I knew this would be hard, but it was for the best.
He hadn't completely changed, yet and he needed the best life until then. Sam and I decided it was best that he stayed with my parents until then. My parents hadn't known of my pregnancy as I was in hell with my husband, the king of the center realm.
This was another reason my parents were raising him. I didn't want him to be raised by a nanny and grow up without the human morals that many in hell lacked.
I looked up at Sam "are you sure about this?" He looked at me and placed his hand on my knee. "You know what I've said about this...if it were up to me, I would be raising him as a Prince not a damn human."
I shook my head "He's not a demon, honey. He couldn't be raised like the other children."
"Then we'll wait and we'll bring him back once his powers are there." He looked at me and smiled.
The rest of the car ride was quiet until we reached my parents' house. We sat in the car until the front porch light flickered twice, telling us they were alone. We walked up to the house and was immediately graced by my parents' smiling faces.
"Honey, come in!" My mom greeted us.
" Mr. and Mrs. Summers, thank you for doing this." Sam said shaking my father's hand.
We all shuffled into the living room. "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" My mom asked getting up to go into the kitchen.
"No ma'am. Unfortunately this exchange has to go by quickly so we can get back without any unwanted attention." Sam said curtly.
My mom nodded and led me upstairs to my old room which has now been turned into a nursery. I laid him down  into the crib. "Thank you for doing this. I don't know what I'd do trying to raise him and take care of the Sam as well as make sure everything is running smoothly during the transitions." My mom hugged me.
"Don't worry your little head about him. We raised you for Christ's sake."
"But he's different."
"I know. He is still a child and raised in my care he'll become a man."
I giggled at what my mom said and hugged her again.
Sam came into the room "we have to go!"
I nodded and said my goodbyes before we were off again.

//AN\\
Hey! First chapter out...I'm excited for this story as I have been trying to get inspiration forever.

I'll try publishing once a week not any certain day but I'll shoot for Saturdays or Sundays.