Nox held his son in his arms. The baby had finally been born after waiting so long. Thank God Shekinah was still alive after that. He held the baby close and tight, admiring the sweet look on his face that may seem sinister to some. A muscular blue colored hand caressed the dark hair gently, avoiding the horns that protruded from the baby's head. The darkened, plush blue lips placed a gentle kiss upon the young male kin's forehead. Nox and the mother were no longer together. Fingertips touched the baby's scalp gently as the grown demon held the boy to his bare chest. A warmed bottle was given to the infant. Coiled tail thrashing gently, he smiled at his offspring when he took the bottle. Nox's wings flared protectively with the baby in his right arm. He was walking barefoot, toes gently tressing over the landscape of Hell, where he felt at home.<br/><br/>It was warm, the sky was reddened with dust, and the sun was solemnly setting. Nox's blue eyes looked over the horizon. The mother was long gone now, and he was here with the child. Thinking of how he had raised his brothers and sisters just like this. He had been given a journal by his sister, in which he had scribed his feelings about the mother and their baby. It would be something he would treasure.<br/><br/>His sister Talon marched over in her ripped stockings and high boots, with a cute mini-skirt and corset. "Noxy! Kevvy-Kev! What a precious little baby you have! I do love being an Aunt, though remind me never to be a Mommy! You look like one, Kev! Mr. Mom!" She teased playfully, her spindly, pale hands going through the infant's hair. She poked the baby's nose and walked alongside Kevin, or Nox. "Shut up, Talon, do you always have to be so annoying?" But his voice betrayed that he felt otherwise, and liked her company. The three walked together, with Talon soon flying up to the top of a building and sitting there as Nox sat down next to it, holding his son. He was getting lonely, however, and not used to something that needed so much time. He had looked deeply into his son's visage, and it stung when he saw traces of the mother, the beautiful angel he had raped. He wondered if someday if he would get any kind of payback for this, but for now, the child was young and did not understand.<br/><br/>"No matter what happens ..." He began in a husky voice. "I will always love you."<br/><br/>The infant squirmed in his arms, releasing a happy giggle and a fist clutched at his father's chest. Nox's wings folded protectively around him. He supposed that this would be his days, then. Watching over the baby, and making sure the angel's didn't try to take him away from Nox. He would give them the fight of their lives and scars and wounds to remember if they tried. And he had thought he had loved his other family! His brothers, his sisters. The child had his heart swelling with love and pride. The demon set the infant down gently onto the warm grass, as Talon sucked down a bottle of Vodka. She dropped it, and it shattered into a million pieces.<br/><br/>"Talon, god damn it, be careful.." He snarled, a hand placed upon the baby's back. His wing had automatically slung out protectively in the child's direction.