A/N: This is a story written from the ideas in my head. I always thought about making a story and after reading a fanfic from a friend called "All in your Arsenal" I was struck with the courage to write this. My first ever fanfic. I do appreciate constructive criticism. I would like to grow as an author so do help me out.

Summary: Butch is the son of Big Daddy Satan and a Holy Angel. He struggles to live among humans and fit in all while hiding from the prying eyes of the Devil. Can he stand against Hell and his father's influence and embrace the good in the world, or will he succumb to the evil within his heart and follow in his father's footsteps and become a Devil.

When I close my eyes I see darkness. Nothing but total darkness. It was destiny that made me the way I am. I always hoped I could be more than what I was created for, but in the end... I'm nothing but a monster, a heartless bastard killing for the thrill of it. I let both my real and adopted mother down, and I became what the world hated the most.

Tell me something. Do you know what hell is? Do you know how to get there? Do you know of the many horrors that lurk within hell? No! You don't. I'm a demon spawn of Satan, and next in line to become the Devil. I was forced into the life I live now and I hate it. My name is Butch JoJo, and this is my life. This is my story.

(17 Years Ago)

-NO POV-

On a stormy October night, a hooded woman could be seen running through the cold streets of West Townsville (Aka the slums). In her arms was a baby crying vigorously. His wails echoed throughout the barren neighborhood. The woman stopped in front of a small building. She removed her hood and lifted the child to her face. His cries stopped instantly. She locked eyes with the baby. His green eyes shining bright in the night. She placed a kiss on his forehead.

"Forgive me Butch. This is the only way I can keep you safe from hell." Her green eyes began to water. " I hope you never have to go to that wretched place." She placed him down at the door. "I want you to live the life that a normal person should. You're not a monster and you're certainly not a devil!" Her face was now streaming with tears. "Be well my son." She placed a note next to the child and banged on the door. "I love you." With that, she vanished into thin air leaving her child.

Moments later, a hairy man came to the door. "Who is disturbing Mojo's sleep at this-" The man looked down to see a crying baby. "What is this?! Who has left this infant on Mojo's front door!" He shouted out to no one in particular. The man knelt down and picked up the child and the note. He read the note with distaste. He looked at the child with narrowed eyes before he sighed out with frustration. "I already have my own problems to deal with. "Mojo does not need more headaches." The kid stared at Mojo for a split second before he yawned and fell asleep. "I suppose I could raise you to do Mojo's bidding…" A woman with blonde hair came up from behind Mojo and snatched the child away.

"You will do no such thing Mojo. He's just a baby. He needs love and care." She said cradling the small boy.

"Woman, he will learn the ways of EVIL!" Mojo shouted dramatically.

"Oh hush up. You're nothing but a softy. now help me get him settled into his new home." She said with authority.

Mojo scowled at his wife but gave in. "Yes dear…"

The woman laid Butch onto the couch in the living room. "Mojo, what was on the note?"

"Nothing of importance...just his name and a little message." He said nonchalantly.

The woman sighed. "Give me the note!" She said firmly. She read the note silently to herself before looking back at the baby. "Natas Lucifer is your name? That's... interesting." Mojo stomped over to the child.

"No! He will receive a new name! One even better than the foolish name that has already been given to him." Mojo said as he began to think. A lightbulb went off in his head. "Because his is under Mojo JoJo's roof, he shall be not a Lucifer, but a proud JoJo! His name shall be Butch JoJo!" Mojo's wife looked at him with confusion.

"Why Butch?" She asked.

Mojo grinned and said "It sounds manly, and dangerous!"

The woman sighed but decided to go with it. The child was asleep while the two adults were talking. As he slept, a kanji for the number six glowed brightly on his chest. Mojo noticed this and looked at the sleeping child with curiosity.

"What is this?! A child of mystical power lives in my home!?" He then grinned evilly and lifted the child up, waking the small boy in the process. "I shall use you for UNSPEAKABLE evil!" Mojo began to laugh maniacally. The child cried out with the sudden contact. "I will take over the-" Mojo's proud declaration was cut short when a frying pan smashed against his skull. Mojo placed the now giggling baby back on the couch. "Mojo will be sleeping now…" He said walking out of the room with a growing lump on his head.

Mojo's wife scooped up the laughing child and snuggled him to her face. "You know, I always wanted a baby." She said. She looked at the small child as she placed him down on the couch.. He was currently trying to stuff his foot in his mouth. "I will take care of you and give you the happiest life a can." She looked at him as he closed his eyes. The kanji faded away as he slept. Mojo's wife turned out the living room lights and headed off to bed.

-In Hell-

"Mr. Lucifer, we've lost track of your wife and son, sir…" A frail, red demon spoke nervously.

"...Is that so…" Satan than grabbed the demon by the throat. "HOW DID YOU LET THEM ESCAPE!?" He yelled furiously while tightening his grip.

"W...we... couldn't s...st…stand against...the...woman's...angelic abilities." The scrawny demon choked out. "Lept...through the...portal to...Earth." Satan roughly tossed him to the floor.

"You WILL find my son! Or so help me I will burn you out of existence!" The demon shook in fear still petrified. "Why are you still here? LEAVE!!!" Satan blasted him back with a blast of fire. The demon got up and ran out of the door.

"So you fled to Earth Marina...that won't keep me from finding our child. He was created to be my successor and it IS what he'll become." Satan said to himself. "Earth is only so big. It's just a matter of time before I take what is mine!"

A/N: This is my first ever fic and I was motivated to write this because of my good friend's story. I highly recommend reading "All in your Arsenal" by Zeyco. He gave me a few tips and with that, I have decided to make my own story. I do hope you grow to enjoy it as I continue to write it. I will try to post often so I'll see you in the next chapter.