''Who are you...? '' I said, whilst crossing my arms and tapping my foot on the floor forming a pattern.

Sammael glanced at me then quickly looked away rubbing behind his neck as he took a breath, looking extremely anxious and worried. '' I am your father.''

I chocked ,couldn't believe that I had a father…well I have had a father just not a real one. A step father is way different than you're real father, especially when you meet him for the first time.

Robert was always there for me, he had been for many years for as long as I can remember. But I always had a feeling that he wasn't my real father.

Sammael was my father, my biological father and I was ecstatic to finally meet him. But in between that ecstatic feeling was a whole lot of mixed emotions.

"Where were you all those years? I am 16, turning 17 and have lived my whole life without a father" I said, my voice choked.

Sammael looked nervously at me like he didn't know what to say, I placed my hand on his to let him know it was okay. He smiled at me, tears clouding his eyes and soon they were flooding down his face.

Why was he crying?

"There was a war in heaven, it lasted 16 years and it only stopped today. I was called to fight; I had no choice in the matter. If it was my choice I would have refused and stayed with you and your mother."

I felt tears form in my own eyes seeing my dad this upset; it was truly emotional for me since he was my family.

"I have loved you from the day I saw you, you were and still are the most beautiful thing in my life that has ever happened and when I had to leave you I couldn't bare it."

He smiled softly at me.

"Every day since the day I had to leave I have never stop thinking of you, my beautiful daughter. "

A small smile crept upon my face; I had never been called beautiful before except by my mother. The last time I heard my mother call me beautiful was hours before she died.

I sniffled and smiled a little bigger, "I'm so happy that you're back now."

His face stiffened and I instantly knew something was wrong.

"Dad, what are you not telling me?" I said, my voice shaking with worry.

He just stood there, tears were streaming down his face and his hands were shaking, which made me even more worried.

He sat down on the couch and I sat down beside him. He didn't say anything for a couple minutes, just sitting there sobbing. After a couple more minutes he stopped crying and looked up at me, his eyes red.

"The war ended only because I made a deal with the yellow eyed Demon Azael, he wanted something of me and would stop the war only if I gave it to him" he choked.

I took a long deep breath and gulped loudly, "W…what did he want?"

He looked down sadly and his body shook again, I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and hugged him.

"Dad what did you give him, you can tell me" I said quietly, rubbing his back trying to comfort him.

"He said that if I surrendered my grace to him he would stop the war, he also said he would keep my family safe from all harm."

My eyes widened and I felt tears slip down my face, his grace was the thing that kept him alive not to mention what gave him his powers. Having to give it away to that demon w…would kill him.

"Why did he want your grace, there are heaps of angel graces that he could have, why did he specifically want yours?" I choked.

"My grace is much more powerful than any other angel graces; I'm the angel of death which means my grace holds much more power. He knew that if he gets my grace he can become more powerful, that's why he wants it."

I sobbed and hugged my father closer; he gave his grace away to a demon just so he could protect me and mother.

He wrapped his arms around my back and I buried my head in his neck.

"H…How much time do you have left?" I sobbed.

"When the sun sets…I'll be gone."

I sobbed and hugged him tighter, my head hurt so much from crying and the fact that my dad was going to die scared the shit out of me.

"I came here to see you before my time was up, I want to spend my last moments with you" he lifted my head up and looked into my eyes. His deep maroon eyes were clouded with tears but the strength radiating out of them gave me the courage to face what was inevitable.

"I've been watching you from afar for too long, I wanted to see you in person, get to know you before …" his voice cut short and he coughed raggedly.

I looked out of the window and saw the sun; it was slowing sinking down into the horizon. It was setting…..No!

He looked up at me, his eyes were draining of their strength so quickly it scared me, he coughed again and blood dribbled out of his mouth.

"I…need you to…do something …for me…before…I …die" he choked, his breath shaky.

I sobbed loudly and hugged him, gasping when I felt his body trembling, "Anything."

He coughed fiercely and his body shook, "I…need …you…to...kill …me"

My body stiffened, "N…no, I…can't" I choked.

"P…please" he gasped, his grip on my shoulders tightening, "I…I'd…rather…you…than…Azael" he coughed and I felt something wet hit my cheek….blood.

I wriggled myself out of his embrace and looked him in the eyes, they were filled with pain and I couldn't take it anymore.

"O…okay…I'll…I'll do it."

"T…thankyou" he coughed and winced as more blood dribbled out of his mouth and down his chin.

I turned to Izac and he looked at me sadly, he dug into his jacket pocket and pulled out a blade and handed it to me.

I looked at the blade in my hands then back at my dad, my eyes stinging from the tears gathering in them.

"I…I'll never forget you" I sobbed, wrapping my arms around his shoulder and hugging him.

He smiled softly but it turned into a wince, his body shaking as he went into another coughing fit.

I sobbed and readied the blade in my hand, hugging him tightly, 'I...love you."

"I…love...you…too" he gasped, his breath laboured.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall, taking a deep breath before stabbing the blade into his back.

I cried and hugged him tighter as I heard him gasp, his body tensing.

"I…I'm s…sorry" he whispered, his breath was coming out in short gasps and his eyes were filled with pain.

I shook my head and kissed him on the cheek, "You don't need to be sorry, I love you and I know you did what had to be done" I choked.

I sobbed as his breath caught in his throat, bright white light flashed out of his mouth and eyes as his body tensed then went limp in my arms, his head slumping on my shoulder.

I let out an agonised cry, rocking his body back and forth in my arms as tears streamed down my face.

'I love you Daddy…I'm…so...Sorry"