The Phantom's Child
I know nothing but my OC Damien.
Damien's POV
It was a cold October night as I was in my room doing home work at my foster parent house. I was sitting on my desk writing my english paper that I had to do that day. As I was doing this it asked a question about my parents and my family life. I sat there for a couple of minutes as I never met my real parents. I did what I normally wrote about with was my foster parents and all the thing that we did. Plus the only thing that my parents ever gave me was I necklace with my name on it, with I wear ever day. As I finish the assignment I walk over to my music room where I set on my day bed and started writing some lyrics to a song that I wrote. I set and wrote all day until my step mom Victoria and my step dad Bruce called me down for dinner. " So Damien how was school?" Victoria said as she sipped on her soda." It was okay I had to start after with the band so that we could practice for concert." I smiled as I eat my sushi and egg roll, as they talk about what there day at work. After dinner I pick out my clothes which was my black skinny jeans with chains on the pockets and my favorite red v neck shirt. After I pick out what I was going to wear I climb up the ladder that leads to my bedroom. This room was my favorite in the whole house. The color choose was red, black and rose gold. I walk over to my bathroom as I face my face and combed my long black hair. I personally loved my hair as I brush it out of my face and put it in a bun and drifted off to sleep in my bed as my canopy wraps about my bed.
The next day I wake up and put my clothes on as I pack my backpack. I put in my normal makeup and hair. As I walk out to my car I throw my things in my backseat and drive to school which is only ten minutes away. As I walk into my home room as I sit down in the back row as I go on my laptop and listens to my mash up of 'can't hold us'. After the first three periods was so excited for the school meeting today as I would be able to show people my musical talents. When the last bell hang I run to the stage as I got ready so that could start. When the curtain came up and it was show time. I conducted my favorite pieceof music which was the pirates of the Caribbean themes song. After the song was over I smiled as I bowed to the audience.
No ones POV
I smile as I watch the Little girl who looked so much like her mother as she have her body and face, but she had my black hair, my gold eyes, and is a musical genius. With made me smile as I watch as I watch my daughter knowing that I finally found you.