Heres a bit more
Now, if you are reading this because you want to feel like a superhero and experience a better world, shut this now! This is the story of my sister, Alaina, and I. Oh yes, we haven't been properly introduced I'm Nico. I grew up on the east-side of manhattan. Houston street to be exact, with my sister Alaina. Thing is, we are not exactly like normal kids you see. W
e never really knew our dad until he turned up on our doorstep the other day. and that's where we begin.
A knock at the door awoke me, I caught the small snippets of a conversation, a rushed hurried one but a conversation nevertheless. My sister burst into my room screaming
"it's daddy,it's daddy!"
I bolted upright in my bed
"daddy? Alaina daddy hasn't been in touch in well,forever."
before I could finish she cut in tripping over herself with excitement
"no it's really him it's daddy he's come to see us."
Our father had left when Alaina was a tiny baby and had never looked back so I figured she must just be joking when my mother burst in
"She's telling the truth Nico, your father is waiting downstairs to talk to you,"
I was lost for words I never thought of my father re-appearing, I had abandoned that hope many years ago. And to be perfectly honest I didn't want to meet him because he might not live up to my high expectation.
I entered cautiously into the room,and there on the sofa was a normal man, but he seemed to radiate power, power as old as time itself.
"Dad?"
"Yes it is Nico," I was awestruck even though my mum had told me it was him I didn't believe it then suddenly childhood memories flooded back to me, his booming laughter, and the soothing tone of his voice, yes, this was him.
"Nico,"he said " brace yourself," in a split second he erupted into flames! But they were flames that did not burn or even char it was if they bent to my dads will. But I took that for-granted
And tried to think what he had meant by "brace, yourself."
What I noticed later was that even though my father had erupted into flames it did not bother me I knew he was still alive, and that if my dad controlled fire he was defiantly not Human.