"Well from what I know grandpa was one of the generals of the demon world. But then something happened and the justice of light and rightness showed him that taking over the human world was wrong. So he fought on the human's side against the demon world. He fought the leader of those armies named Mundus. He defeats Mundus 2000 years ago and sealed the demon portal to the human world. Then he settled down with a wife named Eva. She bore him two twin sons, Dante Sparda and Virgil Sparda. Then he left them one day to fight evil again and was never seen again. When my daddy was about 10 years old bad demons appeared and attacked his home. Killed his mother and brother well he thought his brother was dead." Kilk explained what he could to the man.
The man sat there silent not knowing what to say about what the boy had just told him. Then one of his flash backs hit him and so did the pain from having a violent one to boot. Kilk could only watch as this happened but he did hold the man's hand during the whole thing. The image came in clear of a battle against enemies never seen by the human eyes. Then he saw a sword in his hand the same one he saw Trish have when seen her give birth to her children. He looked up and saw the man demon he was after but this time the man stopped the dream and looked down at the child holding his hand. A smile came over his face as he stood up from the bed his wounds healed.
"You know what I feel like doing kiddo?" The white haired man said.
"What do you want to do?" Kilk looked up at him with sta-struck eyes.
"I would like to take a walk around the house to get the feel for it. You since your mother and father left me in charge of you." He said as he looked over his shoulder at the little guy.
Kilk bounced in place then ended up on the floor on his feet. He smiled big at him grabbing him by the hand. " Come with me I'll show you my room." Kilk lead the man out of his room and right up stairs to his room which was two doors down from his parents. The white haired man didn't even get to see anything from the time he left his room to Kilk's room. The man stood staring at a very large room covered in the most beautiful midnight blue he had ever seen. He looked over to the boy who was now sitting on his knees in front of chest that looked older then the boy. The man walked over to the boy then kneeled down next to him placing one hand down on his shoulder. The man watched Kilk open the chest and sitting there were so many old toys.
"So kid how long have you had these toys for?" The old man asked.
"They were my father's toys long before they were mine. But that's not what I want to show you." The boy was oh so careful pulling the toys out and setting them down. Like they would break if he got way to rough with them. At the bottom of the chest was a lock which they boy sighed a bit as he would run his fingers against the inside paneling of the chest. That's when he found the secret pocket of it was empty.
"Oh no it's gone…" Kilk said sadly.
"What's gone?" Asked the white hair man.
"The key to the lock. I always keep it in the pocket of the paneling. Someone has been my toy chest again. 10 to one it was my daddy." Kilk said.
"Why would your father want to get into your toy chest?" The man asked.
"Because what I keep inside of it. He doesn't like the idea I look up to someone from his family. But I keep it as a reminder of who he is and what relation he has with me." Kilk said as he sat flat on the floor while crossing his legs.
"Well let's go ahead and have a little fun while we are up here. I bet with all those old toys we create a large army to fight the bad guys." The white hair man said.
Kilk looked up at him with this large smile which even his parents haven't even seen. For a good 5 hours Kilk and the white haired man played with his old and new toys. Building forts, armies, and even had recreated an old time war. When Trish went to go get her son she found fast asleep in the white hair man's arms while he slept among all of Kilk's stuffed toys which were scattered everywhere. Trish just smiled as she walked over to the white haired man then gentle shook him awake.
"Hey you wake up.." Trish said.
"Huh?" The white hair man said as he slowly opened his eyes seeing Trish standing over him. He went to raised up but felt a small squeeze around his waist. He smiled while shaking his head. "I guess I fell asleep with the little guy while we were playing."
"Looks like it. He wore you out like he does to his father. He has a lot of energy for just a little kid." Trish said as she helped him pick Kilk up and place the small child into his bed.
"So I noticed. So why did you come to get us anyway?"
"It's time for dinner." She stated.
"Oh great what are we having?" He asked.
"It's a mixture of leftovers from the week. So there is plenty to go around if your hungry."
"Good I am starving from playing with the little guy." He was following Trish out the door. "Oh you wouldn't believe this. He thinks I should think up a name for my self until I can remember my real name." He said to her.
"It might be a good idea to do so. I mean we can't be calling hey you or dude when we need you to watch Nathan right?" Trish asked.
"Yeah I guess so. You're the only one who calls him Nathan huh?" He asked Trish as he was heading into the dinning room.
"Yes because that is his given name. Even though Dante despises that name. He prefers to call our son Kilk because it's a warriors name." She stated as she began sitting down at the table, which already had food on it.
"Well at you least you will have someone to take care and watch your kid when he needs it." The man said as he began helping serving everyone's plates up.
A few hours go by as Trish, Dante, and the man with the white talked about jobs, Kilk, and maybe having the man stay as a nanny for Kilk since he doesn't go to a normal school for children. Which the white haired man found out that Kilk goes to a supernatural type school until he can learn to hide and control of his powers. That night after dinner the white haired man was in the guestroom. Laying his head back against the headboard looking at the window from across his bed. When the flashes of lighten slammed against the ground outside of the house. He saw a book sitting on the desk across the room. He swung his feet off the bed letting them land on the floor. He raised up then began walking over to the desk. Each time the light from the storm appeared he could almost see the title of the book from where he was standing. He reached down and picked up the book. He looked at the cover of the book, which was a beautiful navy blue with red bindings. He walked back over to the bed while looking at the first few pages of the book. He began reading the book for a while and found a name he really liked. He smiled to himself as he continued reading the book. He had also found a book in which to read to Kilk before bedtime. He fell asleep with the book on top of his chest while the thunder and lighten storm continued on during the night.