Apollo disliked his life up until his twenty first birthday. As a kid, he was knocked around and pushed from orphanage to orphanage and had lost all his friends to caring families which he hadn't been given. When he was in school, the first few years were easy. When he hit middle school, Apollo had been told he was gifted and was asked to study law from the young age of twelve. It put tremendous strain on an already broken kid. He'd flew through high school. Then came college, not that he needed to go, which was funded by his once mentor Kristoph Gavin. When he'd gone to college he'd had several girlfriends yet one stuck out…for the wrong reason.

That was an over obsessive fashion designer who had a lust for athletic types. She'd seen Apollo practicing sprinting. She stuck to him like glue, for one thing – sex. Which Apollo was pretty sure she'd never got.

-x-x-

"Hmph so I've finally found you!" Apollo was casually minding his own business in the precinct with Ema, Trucy and Klavier until he heard that cry. "Justice! Don't you dare fucking ignore me!"

Apollo looked up from the paperwork he was reading with Ema. The girl was plastered in makeup, thin as a stick and had thin, long bleach blonde hair.
"Um…do I know you?" He was met by a swift slap across the face, toppling him off the edge of Ema's desk.

"Hey! You can't do that!" Ema and Trucy screamed.

"Nnng, oh you're my ex girlfriend Sarah." He used the edge of the desk to help stand. "How are you?" He was slapped again and fell back down. "For god's sake! I was just trying to be friendly! You dumped me not the other way round!"
"You want to know how I am." He felt a weight on top of his body. Whatever it was, it was moving. "Why don't you ask you're child?"
"Child…!?" Sure enough, the moving weight was a little girl. He lifted the baby off of him and sat up on the floor.

"Polly?"
"Herr Forehead?"

"Apollo?!" All three of his friends were as shocked as he was. "I never expected you to be that type!"
"Ema! She dumped me! Not the other way!" He screamed. "Sarah. This baby can't be mine!"

"Well it is." He felt more weight dropped on him. "So guess what. You can suffer while I go on vacation!"
"Sarah! This baby isn't mine!" Apollo protested. He was about to say why but he blushed, embarrassed. He didn't want to admit why the baby couldn't be his.
"Well she is. Evie, meet daddy."

"Sarah!" He took the baby up into his arms and followed her. "You know why she can't be mine."
"It's amazing what you do when you're drunk." She replied spitefully. She then sauntered away.

"Sarah!" Apollo screamed.

He looked into the baby girl's eyes.
"Um…hi Evie. I'm not daddy but it looks like I'm playing that part." The baby giggled and pulled his tie.

"You have a baby!?" Everyone was mad.

"She can't be mine…" Apollo looked at what the bleach blonde girl had ditched. A pushchair, a box and a few bags.

"Why?"

"I've never had sex with her mom." Apollo responded. His face was sore, his ex has just dumped a child on him… He started to cry, in the middle of a crowded precinct.