As Old as time, second part

Demons and Detectives

Skia pov

I wake up in a cave surrounded by softly glowing blue flames. They don't feel hot, just warm so I assume they must be coming from me. I focus on the feeling of the fire and I pull it in before fully looking around.

There are unfamiliar creatures around me along with two other babies. One of them is bathed in the same blue flames that I had before and the other looks kind of sickly. Our mother is laying underneath us and I can tell that she won't live much longer.

Two men walk into the cave one of which clearly is not human. I look over at them and study them as they talk about how they are supposed to kill us because we are the sons of Satan. It must be a Satan from a different plane because they talk about Gehenna and Assiah. Which seem to be locations.

They get close enough that my mother sees them and she talks to them. "The one with the blue flames is Rin, the pale one is Yukio and the one with the strip of silver in his hair is Seiji. I hope that they can prove that humans and demons can exist together." Soon after she finishes her heartbeat slows and she dies.

The two men look at us and our mother. The one that is not human reminds the other that they are under orders to kill us. So the human draws his sword but Rin smiles and I see the man put the sword back into its sheath. "I'm going to raise them." The man says and the other one looks at him in surprise. He says something about the other one being a grumpy old exorcist before they make a bet. To make it even the non human one seals my brothers flames in the sword they brought before the two of them pick us up and take us away.

I spent the first years of my life at the monastery with my brother and the man who adopted us, father Fujimoto. But by the time we were all in preschool he learned that all of us were too much for him. Rin constantly got into trouble and Yukio was often crying about the creatures he saw which I learned were demons, specifically ones from Gehenna. I also got Bill back in my head after just a few months of being alive again.

I stay quiet other than my complaints about school. I am not fond of how boring it is and most of my entertainment during school hours comes from Bill's comments in my mind. After a few months in elementary school our adoptive father was able to convince one of the exorcists he knew to take me in because he lived near a school for the gifted in England. Of course he was not told who my father was but I have not shown any of the signs of being his son after I suppressed the blue flames when I was a baby.

Apparently he does not work as an exorcist anymore but instead works as an inventor and runs an orphanage for gifted children. Father Fujimoto took me through a door with a key and somehow we ended up in England, inside of the orphanage the man ran.

The man who is going to be watching me introduced himself as Quillsh Wammy. He owns the house and cares for the children inside of it. He very briefly introduces some children before leading me upstairs. I say goodbye to father Fujimoto and he tells me that he will come get me every school break.

He leads me to a room that he says is mine and notice that most of the other doors have multiple names. I shrug and set my things inside. He then leads me to another door that he knocks on the door and I hear a voice telling us to come in. He opens the door and walks in. "This is Lucian, my son." I look over the pale boy who looks about eight years old. His hair is messy, his clothes are baggy and he looks like he hasn't slept in days.

"Nice to meet you I am Seiji." He kind of nods before getting back to whatever he was doing on the computer so Mr. Wammy leads me out of the room.

"He took that a lot better than his introduction to the other children."

"Really? Huh." I say actually curious about him. I spend the rest of the day reading in the playroom of the house after making sure that the other children understand that I am not to be messed with. Apparently they try to 'welcome' every child that comes here the same way.