Finding Grace

"I'm not a demon," I say gulping, the silver knife is so cold against my skin i can't tell whether or not its cutting me. Hodge laughs bitterly and presses the knife closer to my throat, I grunt as I feel a little blood drip to my collar bone.

"What do you say Daniel? Get the demon knife and slit her throat, one less demon." I breath hitched, I let out a laugh.

"The only thing you'll have less of is family, dad." I let out a dry laugh and Hodge pushes me into the circle of the demon trap, he sits down in a chair and watches me.

"If your really not, step outside of the circle." I look between him and the circle line, I look between them a few times before I see a smug smile a pear on his face.

"See, demo-" he cuts himself of as I step over the line, he gets up and throws water- holy water at me; acting as if me walking over the line wasn't providing enough.

"I'm not- look at that you fucked up my watch, thanks ass-hat." I say throwing my now broken watch to the side, Hodge is just still.

"Listen, I don't want any trouble. I just wanted to let you know that, surprise surprise, I'm your kid. Ya, I know I that doubt and stuff but i don't plan to stay long." I say walking around the room, it's filled with shelves of books and guns. Neat.

"Wha- I don't understand." Daniel says, I smile and walk to a chair.

"Hodges pull out game is weak," I say sitting down, I feel something under me and pull out a stuffed animal.

"And I just sat on a pony."