"Oh such a beautiful woman. Like sunset into moonlight, like ..."
"Claude, stop right there! Look, we did it … we had a beautiful daughter but I am afraid that I can't handle her, I already have a son that i did not tell you about. His name is Finnian and I just think Alex will be too much for me to handle, i want you to know that I am really sorry" the lady said with tears streaming down her face "it's already planned. I am leaving tomorrow, bags packed and gone forever – I only ask of you one thing and that is to care for our baby girl. Make sure she has everything she needs."

*15 years later*
"Alex Faustus, get up right this minute or you will be late for school. Day one of year 10 at a new school, so don't be late" shouted the father of Alex, Claude Faustus. Claude is the demon butler of the Trancy manor, where both the Faustus' and Trancy live. Like always Claude wears a stiff look and bares no emotion "tea and breakfast is being served in the dining room, but before you eat please get dressed". Alex painfully walked to her room 'School. Father. People. Ehh'. After getting dressed Alex made her way down to the dining room to get some food into her system.

Alex's P.O.V:
Every day is the same, I wake up and get dressed – each morning I wake up hoping to have some affection from my father but nothing and it has been that way for years, maybe even that long that I can't remember. My father acts too professional for a hug, kiss or even touch of comfort. I have no faith left in him. It's weird, I trust strangers more than Claude ... i mean father. No wonder I am just too sensitive, maybe Claude doesn't love me at all. NO!. NOOOOOOOOO! *END p.o.v*

"Alex, hey hey hey" Claude says calmly while shushing his upset daughter "shhh, what happened, calm your breathing – you don't want to have an asthma attack". Alex just lay on her four-poster bed while Claude just watched "I'm fine d-d-dad" Alex's said with a stutter. The answer seemed to suit Claude and out the bedroom he went.

So, first days of school are never easy – especially when you are basically the school Goth. Alex rocked up in her usual gear. Long black(dyed) layered hair, emo band t-shirt, black ripped jeans and black Converse. Claude did not approve of the clothes she wore, but Alex didn't care much for his opinions anymore – it was her world, and her decisions and that worked since Claude wasnt much pf a father anyway. Claude had no idea of the mental pain his daughter went through at home or at school, he thought he was being a good father by letting her be herself. Also, he thought she shouldn't be brought up with loving emotions – he didn't want to embarrass her. Claude was one of those people who could not sense pain, it never occurred to him that Alex was sensitive.