Marcus walked over to the couch that was still if full view of the people that where in his little home. He smiled at them all, and just looked over. He started to focus on his wounds, his hand moving to the one on his belly. His hand started to burn white hot, and he put it to his wound, burning the skin. But his skin was even harder to burn then any metal known to even demons. A light smell of burning flesh moved about the room. But the word "daughter" hit his ears like a cannon. He smile. Was he the boss of this part of the company? If he was, then he knew that he would be at least, twice as powerful as she was. He could feel the lust to try and take him on right now, just to see his power, building inside of him.<br/><br/>"So, daughter and father, that was something that I did not see coming. Oh well."<br/><br/>Marcus stood up to his full height. He might be the new pup on the block, but he was not going to take anything from anyone. He was going to claw his way up higher and higher, taking with him each and everyone of them.