"The Huntsclan? A-and how did you get back to demon form?" Syd couldn't believe it. True, they were fairly easy to defeat as they were henchmen, but it was the principle of the matter. Des held out her sword and Syd strung her bow, both stepping forward. "Well, whatever. I'm an alpha demon, I can certainly handle you. Des, think you can handle the Huntsclan?" Syd looked over toward her sister, who was standing on top of the bodies of the two clan members. "Guess that answers my question."
"How weak of you…you haven't thought to use your natural fighting instincts and have resorted to human weapons?" He sneered. "You aren't worth my time, runts." He raced off.
While they were staying on Demon Islands, demons were required to stay in their natural forms. Jessie sat on the edge of her bed, cradling her egg. Slowly, miniscule cracks appeared on the surface of the egg, and Jessie gasped. "Syd! Des! Get in here!" She yelled out the window. Syd and Des entered the room, having beaten their enemy, but did not enter before Drew's father. "Have I had a son?" He asked, concernedly.
"I'm not sure yet, Daemon." Jessie replied. Daemon had an unusual name, one of the few who was named after his species. It wasn't actually his name, that was James. He preferred to be called Daemon, as to have that name in the demon world was a great honor. To have it in the human world now, where at least demons are known of, is an abomination.
"You will pay if it's a girl, do you understand me?" Syd snarled as her 'uncle' delivered that line, and wanted to bite his head off. There was no way she would allow him to hurt Jessie again. If it meant her death, she would protect her aunt. That was part of her duty as an alpha, protecting the others.
"Y-yes, sir…" Jessie gasped subserviently, praying that it was a boy…It was true that she wanted a girl, but she didn't want to risk dying…or her child's death…if it was a girl.
"Good." He kissed Jessie on the cheek and left. "I've got business to attend to."
As soon as he left, more cracks appeared on the egg. After what seemed like forever, a little head, black as night, forced it's way through the shield and two hands followed, resting on the shell. He looked up at his mother with blood-red eyes, and Jessie was shocked at his appearance at first.
Syd gasped and Des stepped on her foot.
"Des, Syd….this is…Drew. Your cousin."
Demons wishing to become parents may choose the coloring of the spawn. Jessie surmised that when she had been knocked out (as must occur when energy siphoning is intended), Daemon had chosen the appearance of their son. The rest of the child's body was just as black as his head, except for the membranes of the wings, which were a dark gray. He cocked his head, looking at his mother intently as he sat on her lap and she dressed him. He wore a white hooded sweatshirt with wing holes, and jeans with a tail hole cut in them.
"Hello, my son…" Jessie smiled, kissing the top of her newborn's head. "You're so adorable."
"JESSIE!" Daemon barked, entering the room. "Is it done hatching yet?"
"Yes, dear." Jessie sneered. "It's a boy."
"Excellent…he'll start training in a week, just as I did."
"He's too young!" Jessie protested. "He only knows how to fly and walk!" Demons are born with certain mobility abilities so they may get out of trouble faster.
"Hm….He should have a good trainer, then……I'll do it."
"WHAT!" Jessie roared. "No! I won't allow it!"
"You won't?" Red fire illuminated his hands and he moved his hands down above Drew's head. The child flew into Syd's arms and buried his face in her chest, hiding from his father. The flames on Daemon's hands disappeared as he cleared his throat. He turned and looked toward Des. "Very well…I suppose Des can give me an heir…and surely she won't object to training it."
"I'm not letting you do that to her." Jessie and Syd growled simultaneously.
"I am not threatening this time, Jessie…watch your back…and watch over your nieces carefully….never know when someone might attack them." He snarled as he walked off.
"Syd…Des…" Jessie breathed. "Please….take Drew and go…both of you."
"Go where?" Syd asked.
"New York City….go live with Andie…explain the situation to her…"
"I will, Aunt Jessie." Syd promised. The small demon around her neck cooed softly, looking at Jessie. Although he did not understand completely, instincts told him that something was wrong now, but was going to be a great thing later. Jessie walked over and took her son from her niece, hugging him tightly.
"Goodbye, Drew…I'll miss you."
Drew looked up sadly at his mother.
"Be safe, you three…I love you."
"All right…we love you too." Syd spoke for the group. "But I just have one question…"
"Yes?" Jessie asked.
"Why do you submit to Daemon?"
"I am bound to the one who I breed with, Syd….as you will be when you choose a mate."