Author's Note:

Yes, this is a long chapter. Very long. It explains a lot though. Took me a few tries to write. And note. Kairos is not from the comics. He is a product of my imagination. I know in some works he is a Greek God or he has something to do with the Bible. But this version he is just made up from a dream I had one night. Enjoy.

The sun shined upon the Red Sea as waves lapped upon the sandy shore. Two young children in armor sparred fiercely. Their faces contorted in angst as swords clashed and clanged. One a boy who was losing ground to the girl he was fighting. A woman in black cloak stood nearby watching the children. Her beautiful face hidden by a veil. The wind whipped sand and stung eyes. The boy stumbled backwards and fell. The girl held her sword to his throat. "Good job Mazikeen." The woman praised her. Fierce eyes looked down at the boy. "You fail me Kairos. Now get up and don't let your sister beat you."

"Rocky!"

He moaned and stirred. His head felt like bricks were stacked on top. His whole body ached. An eye popped open and he glared up at the source of the voice. Moaning he turned over and ignored the man standing over him. "Go away." He mumbled out.

"Rocky, get up."

He rolled onto his back. The bed squeaked in protest. He opened his eyes and starred up at his father. "Hey Pops. How is it going?" He attempted a smile. His brain was still trying to piece together the last few days. Barely remembering leaving the club after his last concert. Vaguely remembering partying with his bandmates.

"Pops?" Kairos raised an eyebrow at his son. He sighed. The boy was lying on soiled mattress in a run-down hotel. His face and chest covered in bruises and cuts. For three days he had searched the city for his wayward child. His adopted mothers were worried sick. His twin sister was worried sick. Kairos was relived to have finally tracked him down. "Get up Rocky." He ordered again.

Rocky put his hand over his eyes. "Why? What's the rush?"

Walking over to the window Kairos pulled the curtains back to let in the Los Angeles sun. Light streamed into the room. Highlighting the truly disgusting room. Stains a plenty on the walls. The kind of place one pays an hourly rate for. "Your mothers are worried sick. Barbara is ready to send the National Guard after you."

"I bet." Rocky laughed and gingerly sat up. His mouth tasted like vomit and vodka. An expression of distaste upon his face. His head still pounded.

Kairos set a bag on the bed. "Here I brought you some clothes. Now freshen up. We need to discuss some things."

Rocky rolled his eyes. "What is your hurry, old man? Like seriously. Just chill."

"Chill?" Again, he sighed. "We need to get going. Now get out of bed and shower and get dressed." His voice was laced with irritation. "Come on." He urged Rocky.

"Fine." Rocky relented and grabbed the bag and slowly stood up. Feeling dizzy he sat down again and leaned forward. "Give me a minute."

"Here." Kairos handed him a bottle of water. "Drink this." His voice was calmer now. Concern for his son was cancelling out his irritation.

Taking the bottle Rocky opened it and drank some it down. The cold water hit his empty stomach like a brick. He moaned at the pain. After a moment or so he rose to his feet and stumbled into the dirty bathroom. The shower had roaches crawling in it. He was hesitant to use it. Turning on the water they scattered out. He glanced in the mirror and noticed his face was bruised and scratched. Shaking his head, he stripped off his boxer and got into the shower. Surprised that the water pressure was good he stood beneath it for a moment. His shoulders stung. Felt like more bruises. Slowly his head came out of the fog. He remembers fighting with someone. Being thrown into a wall. His friends Jax and Brian screaming and running form him. And drinking lots of drinking.

He stepped out of the shower and dried off with a paper-thin towel. He looked in the mirror again at his bruised face. Tenderly touching his cheek, he winced. Getting dressed he walked out of the bathroom. His father Kairos was sitting on the edge of the bed talking on his phone.

"Yes Barbara. We'll be right over." Kairos hung up the phone and eyed his son. "Feel better?" The boy nodded. "Good. Let's get out of this god forsaken piss hole." He rose from the bed. Wearing black jeans and black Iron Maiden t-shirt.

"That's a cool shirt." Rocky praised his father. "They are one of my favorites."

Kairos nodded. "Mine too. Bruce and I go way back." He headed to the door. Eager to leave the hotel.

"Wait, what do you mean Bruce and I go way back. You know Bruce Dickinson?" He asked while following his father out of the hotel. His eyes squinting in the sunlight.

"Yes." Kairos approached a shiny black Dodge Charger. It was a classic. Kairos smirked when his son whistled. The boy's eyes were wide in astonishment. "You like it?"

Rocky stared at the car with his mouth hung open. It was the sickest car he had ever seen. "This is your car?"

Nodding Kairos opened the driver's side door. "Yes." He got into the car and started it up as Rocky scrambled in. The engine roared to life. Heavy metal blared over the stereo system. He slipped on a pair of black sunglasses and put the car into reverse. The tires squealed as he peeled out of the parking lot. The engine roared as he raced down the streets of L.A.

Rocky whooped loudly and threw up his hands. "Holy shit." He laughed and turned up the stereo. Slayer was playing through the speakers. He could get used to hanging out with his father. For awhile the road along with the windows down and music blaring. "How long have you had this car?" He shouted over the music.

Turning the music down Kairos glanced at Rocky. "A few years." He replied. His eyes focused on the road.

Rocky frowned. He hated how vague the old man was. Every time he tried inquiring about his life he was given short answers. "Come on. Tell me more about yourself. Like where are you from? What do you do for a living? Give me something."

Shaking his head Kairos remained focused on the road. "Patience, son."

Frustrated Rocky turned the music back up and turned his head to look out the window. Trying not to let anger threaten the moment. He wanted the man to open to him. Why was he so secretive? Then father and son fell silent and let their own thoughts take them from the moment.

An hour later the black Charger roared into the driveway of Barbara and Josie's home overlooking the valley. Kairos turned the engine off and opened the door. He and Rocky walked side by side towards the front door. The door opened as they walked up. Katye ran out of the house and hugged her brother.

"Rocky!" She practically yelled. "So, glad you are alright." She pulled back and eyed the man standing next to her brother. "What is he doing here?"

Kairos smiled at her. "Hello Katye. How are you?"

She shrugged. "Okay I guess."

Rocky sighed. "I guess she doesn't know." He asked his father.

"Know what?" Katye asked while looking between Kairos and Rocky.

"Let's go inside and we'll talk." Kairos stated to the two of them. The kids nodded and headed into the house. He followed close behind. Pulling off his sunglasses he followed them into the kitchen. He could hear Barbara and Josie welcoming Rocky. The two women stopped when he entered the kitchen.

"Hello again Kairos." Barbara said to him. "I'm glad you were able to find Rocky."

He nodded. "You are welcome."

Katye stood next to her moms but faced Kairos. "What is it you were going to tell me?"

"In a moment." He held up a hand. Katye shrugged and frowned. He hated to disappoint her. His only daughter. She still was unaware of who he was. He admired how much she looked like her biological mother. The same kind eyes. Her same loving smile. Even the way she had her hair in braids. Her mother would do the same thing.

"Do you want something to drink?" Josie asked him. "Kairos is it?" She looked quizzically at him and Barbara.

"Yes, and yes." He replied.

Josie walked to the fridge. "What would you like? We have juice. Lots of juice. Soda?"

"Soda is fine." Kairos responded. He smiled at Josie as she handed him a can of soda. "Thank you."

Josie nodded. "So, how do you relate to Rocky and Katye?"

Barbara cleared her throat. "He was the one that arranged their adoption. You remember me mentioning my first partner, Phyllis?" She asked her wife. Josie nodded. "Anyways, she and I were looking to adopt, and I had done some legal work for Kairos. He approached me saying he had two newborns he was looking to find a family for." She smiled at the memory. "I was supposed to find someone else. But he brought you two into the office and well, I just fell in love." Tears formed in her eyes. "Phyllis did too."

Katye smiled at her mom. "And you have been a great mother." She put an arm around her. "Thank you." She turned to Kairos. "And thank you for finding her. Is that what you were going to tell me?"

Kairos shook his head. "No." He took a sip of his soda. "I have other things I need to discuss with you and your brother."

A scream from the living room elicited a groan from Josie. "I'll be right back." She excused herself from the room.

"Then what is it?" Katye asked him. She glanced at Rocky who was leaning against the counter. His arms folded. She noticed the bruises on his face. "What happened Rocky?"

Kairos cleared his throat. "Well, I have already spilled the beans to your brother. So, it is only right that I tell you." He paused and glanced at Barbara. He had never told her his true connection to the twins. Only that he needed a family for them. Though he suspected she knew. Barbara was a smart woman. "I am your father."

Katye's mouth fell open. She looked over at her twin and then to her mom. Back at Kairos. "Really? For real?" She asked as tears formed in her eyes.

He nodded. "For real." He attempted a smile. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. But it was for your safety."

"Safety?" Katye asked. "Is that why you looked out for us? I remember seeing you. At my recitals. At my graduation." Tears fell from her eyes.

Kairos hated to see his daughter cry. It reminded him of her mother. A woman he had loved with everything he had. "Yes. I made sure you and your brother were somewhere safe. Safe from my family." He turned to Barbara. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth either. I just needed them somewhere safe."

Barbara placed her hand on his shoulder. "I understand."

Josie walked back into the room. She noticed Barbara's hand on Kairos's shoulder. Everyone had tears in their eyes it seemed. "What did I miss," She asked.

"He is our father." Katye said to her. "Our real father."

"Oh." Josie replied.

"Look, Josie. I am thankful to you and Barbara for everything you did for them. Raising them to be kind and happy adults."

Josie folded her arms. "You are welcome." She frowned and glanced at her wife before walking out of the room.

"Excuse me." Barbara said and followed her wife. "Josie." She called.

For a moment Kairos stood in the kitchen with his children. The three of them lost to their own thoughts. He finished the can of soda. Doing his best to stifle a burp. He motioned to Katye. "Where do I put this?" He hated to the kind of guest that left trash everywhere.

Katye took the can from him and put it in a recycling bin. She turned and faced her brother and father. "So, is Kairos really your name?"

He nodded. "Yes."

"And do you have a last name? Where are you from?" She asked him.

Rocky snorted. "Don't bother, Katye. He won't tell you."

Kairos shot a look at his son. He pursed his lips. "I want to tell you everything. Honestly. But this isn't the place. Take a drive with me." HE asked the kids. "And I will tell you what you want to know. Even the stuff I know you won't believe. I agree its time you both knew the truth."

"Okay." Katye answered him. She held her stomach. "In a moment. I've been feeling under the weather today. Queasy and nauseous. I'll be right back." She walked out of the kitchen.

"Damn." Kairos swore under his breath. "I'm going to strangle that bastard."

Rocky raised an eyebrow at his father. "Uh what?" He asked him.

"Never mind." Kairos responded.

"Whatever." Rocky scoffed and walked over to the fridge. He grabbed a soda for the road. "Do you want another one? Or a juice?"

Kairos shook his head. "No. That's fine."

The two of them walked into the living room. Barbara and Josie were talking on the couch. Josie had tears in her eyes. She eyed Kairos. He sighed. "Look I didn't mean to upset you Josie. I'm not here to usurp the life you built with Rocky and Katye."

Josie shrugged. "Its fine. I'm just afraid of losing them."

"You won't lose them." Kairos reassured her. "But I do need to talk to them. We're are going to take a drive."

"Where?" Barbara asked. Even though the twins were twenty-one years old it didn't stop her form wanting to keep tabs on them. They were still her children. She had been there for all the milestones of their lives. She and Josie had held them in the hard times and good times. That wasn't suddenly gone because Kairos decided to return to their lives.

"A drive." Kairos responded. He knew that answer would not satisfy Barbara. "To a place outside of the city. To talk."

Barbara shrugged. "Alright."

"Has Katye been sick all day?" He asked.

Josie turned to him. "She said she got sick this morning a few times. I gave her some stuff to settle her stomach. She didn't feel warm to me. Must have eaten something that didn't agree with her. I'm sure she is alright."

Kairos sighed. "Okay." He waited impatiently for Katye to be ready to go. She soon joined them. She appeared to be fine. "Are you okay?" He asked her. She nodded weakly. He smiled when Rocky handed her a 7Up. Glad that the twins were so quick to care for each other. That was not something that had happened with his siblings. They were always on a mission to kill or maim one another. "Let's go then." He said to his children while heading for the door.

The kids followed their father outside to the shiny black Charger sitting in the driveway. "Hey Rocky." Katye piped in. "What the heck happened with you and the guys?"

Rocky opened the door of the Charger and moved the seat, so his sister could climb into the backseat. After she climbed in he sat and closed the door. "What do you mean?"

"Jax came into work yesterday really shaken up. We were still all looking for you. But he said that you guys were all partying and then you got into a fight with some other guys." The Charger rumbled to life and music blared out of the speakers.

Rocky thought for a moment. He was trying to remember a fight. He vaguely remembered throwing punches and receiving blows. Brian and Jax were fighting with him. Then all the guys froze, and some ran away. Then it went dark after that. "I don't really know." He shouted over the music.

The Charger was put into reverse and again the tires squealed as Kairos peeled out of the driveway. The car rumbled down the street entirely too fast. "Slow down." Katye shouted to her father. She sighed as she felt ill from the ride. "Jax said you turned into some kind of monster." She shouted again.

Rocky turned to his sister. "A monster?"

"Yeah. Your eyes turned orange and your face changed. He said it looked like a Halloween mask. But real." She described.

He turned away from her. Glancing at Kairos. He still couldn't remember that part. "I'll talk to Jax." He just needed to remember what happened. Kairos was silent. His jaw tightened while he drove. Rocky turned up the music on the stereo.

Sighing loudly Katye covered her ears. Usually she was fine with heavy metal. But right now, she found it irritating. The car weaved in and out of traffic. Kairos droves like a maniac. She again started to feel queasy. Knowing she was going to get sick again she tapped him on the shoulder. "Kairos." She said. He didn't respond. "Dad?" She said a little louder.

He turned down the music. "Yes?"

"I'm going to be sick." She groaned.

Nodding Kairos pulled the car to the shoulder of the road. Rocky then opened the door and moved the seat and helped his sister out of the car. She stumbled out and practically vomited on his shoe. "Dang it Katye." He watched as she fell to her knees and vomited more. He bent over to pat her back. "Are you alright?"

Kairos got out of the car and walked to the side his children were on. He watched his daughter getting sick. In the pit of his own stomach he felt a storm brewing. Like darkness was coming. Katye finally seemed done and she tried getting up. She fell but was caught by her father and brother. "We got you dear." He and Rocky helped her back to the car. "Rocky why don't you hop into the back."

Rocky shrugged his shoulders and moved the seat then squeezed his larger frame into the backseat. Kairos reset the seat and Katye sat down. He smoothed her hair and then closed the door. He paused for a moment. I'm going to kill Lucifer. He thought to himself. Getting back in the car he started it up and pulled into traffic. This time driving less like a maniac.

Hours later they finally reached a place in the middle of nowhere. Out in the desert among the Joshua Trees. The Charger rumbled down a beaten dirt road. Soon a beautiful house came into view. It did not fit the style of houses common to the area. Flowers of many colors grew on the stucco. Green lush trees lined the drive. It looked more like a house one would find in Georgia. A large white plantation style house. With a wraparound porch. Shutters on the many windows. IT had seen better days. Kairos put the car into park. He got out and ran to the other side to help Katye. She had started to feel better. Rocky squeezed himself out of the backseat. The kids looked around them. "Welcome home." He said to them and then lead the way to the house.

Unlocking the door, they walked in. There were antiques from many different eras on the walls and in cabinets. Katye and Rocky looked around with amazement. It was like a time capsule. The furniture was stuck in the Victorian era. There was a medieval suit of armor in a corner. Swords on the walls.

"Make yourselves at home." Kairos said proudly. "I built it for you two and your mother." He gestured to a fireplace. Above the mantle was a large photograph of two people dressed for a wedding. A beautiful woman with reddish brown hair in a beautiful gown. Kairos was holding her lovingly. He was in a tuxedo. "Beautiful, isn't she?" He admired the picture.

"Is that her?" Katye asked him.

He nodded. "Yes. My beautiful Tammy." He looked at his daughter. "Like I said before. You look just like her Katye."

She smiled and looked at the picture of her parents. "You guys were married?"

Kairos nodded sadly. "Yes."

"What happened?" Rocky joined in. "You looked so happy."

"We were happy." Kairos moved to sit on a recliner. He motioned for the twins to sit on the couch. They obliged, and he leaned back. His eyes glancing at photo. Sighing he looked at his children. "She was born near Atlanta, Georgia. Her father was a well known Conservative senator. Her mother the dutiful wife. She had three brothers and two sisters." He paused for a moment. The kids were completely engrossed in his story. "Tammy was a cellist in the symphony. First chair. I met her one night at a gala fundraiser for the symphony. I have always been fond of the arts. She was the most beautiful woman I ever met. Even though she was engaged to some rich moron. I couldn't help but try and win her heart. We hit it off from the start."

"He parents were not happy when she broke off her engagement to date some long haired bad boy with a Harley. They wanted her to get married and be the perfect little Stepford Wife. But that was not Tammy. She wanted to be an artist. Besides playing the cello she was a most brilliant painter." Kairos pointed to a painting. It was scene of two lovers in a park. In an embrace. Rain coming down around them. But they had no care in the world. "She painted that."

"Beautiful." Katye admired the painting. She too liked to paint. She also had played the piano when she was younger. She tried imagining her mother playing the cello in front of large auditorium. "What happened?"

Kairos shifted in his recliner. "We ran off together. I took her around the world. To France, Italy, Japan, India. We could talk for hours. Eventually I asked her to marry me. Getting married was the happiest day of my life. Of course, her parents didn't approve. They had disowned her at this point. But that didn't lessen our love for each other. Then she became pregnant. Found out we were having twins. We were happy, but I was worried."

He clasped his hands. "I was worried about my family finding out. Afraid of what they would do if they found you two. And that wasn't the only problem. You see your mother suffers from Schizophrenia. She was fine if she was on medication. But being pregnant she could no longer take her meds. At first she seemed fine but slowly." Kairos shook his head. "Her mind deteriorated. I did my best to help her. I had to turn to her family for help. I was surprised when they agreed to help. Her mother understood her illness. And again, things were going fine. Until Tammy had a breakdown and ended up killing her parents." Tears flooded his eyes.

The kids both gasped. "What?" Katye had tears in her eyes too. Her father's story had started off so happy. She felt Rocky grab for her hand. She held it tight.

"She was nearly seven months pregnant when she was sent to a maximum-security asylum. She was not competent to stand trial. But I never stopped going to see her. I was there nearly every day. I didn't believe she was a bad person." He sighed and stood up. He stared at the picture from his wedding. "Her family filed for custody of you kids. Even though I had been married to her and you are my children. They were awarded custody." He balled his fists. "You two were born in a cold asylum infirmary. I was by her side though. They wouldn't let her hold you two though. It broke her heart."

"But I was not going to let her family take you two. Between my family and hers. I needed to get you two far away from Georgia." He sat back down in his recliner. Putting his head in hands. Trying not to sob in front of the kids. He felt a soft hand on his back.

"It's alright Daddy." Said Katye. "You did what you had to protect us."

Kairos looked up at her. He clasped her hand. "Yes."

"So, what's up with your family? Why is your family after us?" Rocky asked. They had just learned all about their mother. But what about Kairos. The man was still tight lipped about his origins. The only they he knew was he had a crazy sister named Mazikeen who tried to kill Katye.

Kairos stood up. "Trust me. I will get to them. But I must warn you. My family is complicated." He explained.

"What are they the Mob?" Rocky stood up to look his father dead in the face. "Are you a spy? What come on. Just tell us."

Kairos moved away. "You won't believe me." He put his hand on his face. "You won't believe me." He repeated. He had to tell them. They were both changing. Their powers were starting to manifest. Something had triggered their demon side.

"What kind of excuse is that, old man?" Rocky's voice raised. "You brought us out here in the middle of nowhere to tell us something big. And I know there was more than just the sad story of our mother."

"I know son." Kairos put his hands on his son's shoulders. "And trust me I am getting to that."

Rocky pulled away from him. "So, just tell us."

Kairos sighed. "I am a demon. I was born on the shores of the Red Sea. My mother is Lilith, the mother of demons and my father is a great serpent called Orphur."

"Are you mad?" Rocky nearly shouted. "You are kidding right? A demon. Like a monster from Hell?"

His father nodded. "Exactly like that."

Rocky laughed. "I think you are the crazy one. Not our mother. Demons aren't real. Neither is Hell." He looked at his sister. "Do you believe him?" He scoffed. "Next you are going to tell us that Lucifer Morningstar is really the Devil."

Kairos looked at his bewildered son. "Sit down Rocky. Let me explain."

"No. Your crazy trying to tell us that you are a demon." Rocky took a step towards his father. "So, that means we would have super powers, right?"

"Sort of." Kairos responded. "I gave you two a potion to suppress your powers, so you would be able to just live as humans. I made sure you had a normal family. I stayed away so you would just be normal."

Rocky was feeling anger boil within himself. "This is some crazy shit, old man." He looked at Katye. She was sitting on the couch with her legs under her chin. Tears streaming down her cheeks. "Say something Katye. This is crazy right." He nearly yelled.

She shrugged. "I don't think it's that crazy Rocky."

"Nuts!" Rocky shouted. "This is nuts! You are not a demon." He glared at the man. It felt like fire was boiling in his belly. He felt a new strength building. He looked at his hands. They were glowing for a moment. "What the hell?" He looked at Kairos. "Oh shit!"

Kairos approached his son. "Calm down." He pleaded with him. "I will help you through this."

"This is your fault!" Rocky yelled at Kairos. His face turned to that like a monster. Orange glowing eyes. He heard Katye scream and he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. "What the hell?" He turned to his father again and lunged towards him.

Kairos caught his charging son by the shoulder. Quickly he slammed him against a wall hard enough to crack it. The wedding photograph fell to the ground and the glass frame shattered. Other Knick knacks fell. Kairos held his struggling son against the wall. "Fight it son. You are strong. You are not a monster. This will pass."

Rocky panted. Trying to struggle from his father's grasp. The old man was strong. Super strong. He glared at him while he kept talking. "Why does it hurt?" He cried. "Its true. You really are a demon. So, what does that make us?" He felt himself calming down but that didn't stop the tears. The realization that he was some sort of monster. His body ached. Then he felt numb.

Kairos loosened the grip on his son. He pulled him into a hug. "Its alright, son. I'm here. This is why, I brought you both out here. I knew you were going to get your powers back." He sighed. "I was hoping it wouldn't happen." He stepped back from Rocky and looked at the couch. Katye was no longer there. He then heard her screaming from the bathroom.

The two of them ran towards her screaming. They stopped as she stumbled out of the bathroom. Her face too had changed to the monstrous appearance. Her eyes glowing. She kept screaming.

"Katye look at me." He placed his hand on her chin. Completely unafraid of her appearance. "Its going to be alright. The transition will pass."

She looked at her father. "What is going on?" She cried. "Is that why I have been sick for a few days?"

Kairos let out a long breath. "No. I'm afraid that is for a whole other reason. But it is what caused the change. It is what triggered you both to change."

"What though?" She wanted to know. "What caused the change?"

"You're pregnant with Lucifer Morningstar's child. The Devil himself."