Hey guys! LLS! It's been five days and I believe that this is a new record for fastest time in which I have updated anything. This chapter is definitely longer than the prequel, so enjoy.

Just so you know, my winter break ends tomorrow, so it is probably going to be a while before I update again. I try to stay on top of things, but school comes first.

I own nothing, not even the OC. That all belongs to the wonderful Linwe Tulcakelume!

Let's see...

McDaniel's Disease is completely made up and if it is the name of an actual disease I mean absolutely no offense by putting it in this story. I needed a name. I'm sorry.

Text... "Normal Dialogue"... "Singing"...'Television/Newspapers'

So...yeah. Without further adieu...

Chapter 1: Excuse me?

3rd Person POV

One year later.

Gotham City

"You're WHO?"

The question could be heard even from outside the smaller apartment. The father and daughter had moved since her mother's death. This new apartment was closer to downtown, so it cost just about as much, but had a better view. It was also given bonus points because it was right next to a music shop.

In the year since Melody's death, Aika had become more closed in. It's not like she was much of a talker anyway, she was prone to losing her voice.

She had started to wear darker colors, and cut her hair to her shoulders. She dove into her studies, both musically and academically.

"You're WHO?" Aika repeated as she barged into her father's room. She was holding an old newspaper clipping from when she was three years old. She'd found it at the bottom of a chest filled with her mother's belongings.

'Music Meister Caught!' the headline blared, right above a picture of her father gagged and in handcuffs.

Beneath the picture was a single caption, followed by a story.

'No need to fret, the Music Meister, now identified as Jasper Dewhurst, is safely locked away in Arkham'

Her father looked shocked, "Where did you get that?"

"In mom's chest. Did both of you know about this? Did you ever plan on telling me?"

"We didn't think you could handle it. We were gonna tell you when you were-"

"Older?" Aika interrupted. "You were incarcerated when I was three. When was I going to be ready?"

Her father looked down and chuckled, "after you had moved out of the house..."

Aika just stared at her father blankly before huffing and walking out of the room. He followed her as she made her way to her room.

"Aika, honey. It's not like that!"

"No! All those years that I thought 'dad is such a hard worker. He's been away on the business trip such a long time,' turns out, he was just sitting in a cell, being fed meds, and attending therapy so he wouldn't hypnotize people every time he sang!"

Jasper grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"That is NOT why we didn't tell you. Your mother and I were both worried that you would have the same abilities! We didn't want you to hurt anyone!"

Aika's eyes widened. She silenced all shouting. Dropping the news clipping she looked into her father's eyes.

"So that's why you wouldn't let me take singing lessons."

"It's utterly pointless. I've heard you in the shower."

Aika bent down and picked up the clipping.

"And is this-," she held it up to his face, "-why neither mom nor you would let me go to a regular school?"

He sighed, "music classes do require singing nowadays."

Aika turned into her room. She shook her head and looked at her desk. On the desk sat a necklace that had been given to her by her mother before Melody died. It was a little treble clef. The base turned into an 'M'. Aika had always assumed that it stood for 'Melody', but now there was another option.

"So that necklace that mom gave me, the one with the 'm'. What does that stand for now that I know the truth?"

"It stands for whatever you want it to."

A few hours later:

Aika was sitting in her room when she heard her father cry out in outrage. They had come into a grudging agreement never to speak of their earlier argument again. She snuck out of her room to see what the matter was.

Jasper was sitting on the couch, head in his hands. The six o'clock news was on the television.

"Today it was announced that a Wayne Enterprises scientist, who wishes to remain anonymous, has discovered a cure for McDaniel's rare illness is fatal in early stages, usually it consists of seizures that cause the victim to stop breathing and lower the heart rate..."

The television trailed off. Aika understood why her father had suddenly become so grieved.

"What were the symptoms of mom's thing again?" Aika asked.

Jasper shook as he quietly said, "loss of breath, drastically lowered heart rate."

"And the doctors had said that the loss of breath was caused by-"

"-Seizures," he interrupted.

"Was is McDaniel's Disease that they thought she may have had?" Aika didn't need her father to say anything. It was obvious with his body expression. He was getting angrier by the second.

"Dad, please don't do anything," Aika pleaded, "They were working as hard as they could. Mom's was just so sudden, it was her first seizure, There was no way anyone could have seen it coming."

Her pleads did nothing as he stormed out the door, slamming it behind him. Aika heard a car drive of and knew there was no way of her catching up to him at this point.

Not seeing a point in staying up any longer (it was about 10:30 anyway), Aike decided to go to bed, but she wanted to make one stop first. Grabbing a candle out of her mother's chest, along with a picture of Melody.

Aika went into her room and headed towards the window. The fire escape easy enough to work with, as it was penthouse apartment. Aika didn't have to worry about lowering any ladders, just getting up the one set before reaching the roof.

Aika lit the candle and set it on the edge, the picture on the floor beneath it.

"Hey Mom. It's been a year and I still haven't gotten over what happened, though Dad seems to be taking it worse than I am. I understand now, why you were so vague when you talked about him. I always asked when he would be home, and if you had told me the truth, then I probably wouldn't have talked to you for a month and a half."

Aika giggled a little bit at that part.

"I heard on the news that they figured out a cure for McDaniel's Disease. That's what all the doctors said you had. I guess it's pointless telling you that now though, huh? It's already too late for you. Six feet under and everything."

"The only question I have is did you really know everything? Did you know what really happened those few days he was trying to take over the world? Were you affected by his powers? I don't think I was, 'cause he'll sing around the house and nothing will happen with me. Anyway, I did some research this afternoon about the whole 'Music Meister Fiasco' from ten years ago, and I don't think I can ever look at Dad the same way again. You and he were married when this happened, right? I mean, I had already been born. I was three years old."

Aika started to get a disgusted look on her face at this point.

"Mom, he wanted to have an affair. The way the papers mention him singing to and talking about Black Canary is just horrible. You and he were married and he tried to have an affair with a superhero. Did you know about that? I hope for your sake that you didn't. I have nothing against Canary, she rejected him the entire time, But I cannot look at dad without seeing that picture from the papers. He looked so heartbroken. It was like he had forgotten that he had a family waiting for him at home."

The tears were falling down her face at this point.

"I'm sorry if I just ruined the one-year anniversary or something. I promise never to mention anything like that again."

The candle had burned down to almost nothing (it had been a small candle to begin with). Aika wiped away a tear as she stood up with the picture in hand, leaving the candle to burn all the way down. She looked up at the moon.

"Happy Birthday Mom."