Prologue:
Everyone knows my secret. No one cared though, because I couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a person. My real father, not the asshole that my mother married, had problems. His problems were bigger than anyone else's in my family. My real father was a serial killer. My real father had broken into my mother's house one night, but she convinced him to let her live. Somewhere in there, they had sex, and I was born. My mother was a loon after that. She didn't even have to tell me about it, I knew. It was all over the news, but I wasn't born yet, so I didn't know from that. All of the kids at school told me though, because their parents had told them. It probably went something like this:
"That Amanda girl from school, her father was a serial killer, he raped her mother, and she was born."
Only, it wasn't rape, it was actual, consensual sex. No force at all. My father is the legendary Michael Myers. He's long gone now, dead in the ground. But that's my dad, Michael Myers, and I'm his demon seed…