“Wraith held up his hands. "Chill, Gramps. I don't want to sit on your knee or anything.”

“Wraith rubbed his hands together in cheesy horror-movie glee. “Join us or die.” He grinned. “I’ve always wanted to say that.”

“Wraith rolled his eyes. If there was anything he hated more than cryptic shit, it was fate shit.”

“Yeah, you do. Because right now, I'm your best hope to defeat Byzamoth. So if you don't want to spend eternity bent over and holding your ankles for him, you'll back the fuck off.~Wraith”

“Either one of you kill him, or I will.”Shade, Wraith and Kynan raised their hands to volunteer. How special. Brotherly love ran like syrup in the room.”

“You named your son’s pet after a rabid monster dog?” “No,” Thanatos growled. “Wraith did. Bastard taught the pup to respond to Cujo, and we couldn’t get him to respond to anything else after that.”

“No. It was because it was the first time I made love to anyone. You can call me a liar or anything else, but do not doubt me on this. And I swear to you that you were the first, and you will be the last.~Wraith”