Authors Note: This contains Stridercest! you don't like it then don't read it plain and simple.

Disclaimer: I do not own Homestuck. It is owned by Andrew Hussie.

Chapter One: The Meeting

A young boy sat on a lone park swing in Houston, Texas. The boy had been given up to the state when he was four due to something about his original caretaker not wanting him or being taken away. He didn't know the whole story nor did he care. The boy's name was David Elizabeth Strider but he normally just by Dave for short. He had always wondered why his middle name was Elizabeth but he figured that his mother or father wanted a girl or something like that. He couldn't remember much from before he was taken by the state but he did somewhat remember having an older brother with bright orange eyes. He had started coming out to the park ever since his foster parents began to yell at him due to the fact that they couldn't handle an albino kid that had a major sensitivity to light, Or the fact that he didn't talk to pretty much anyone in the house or the people that would come to adopt him. He pulled out his cell phone in order to look at the time. Luckily he was still able to use the phone by texting which was luckily unlimited, not that he used it often. He didn't have any friends so there was no need to use his phone. Most days it acted as a music player or alarm clock. He noted that it was almost close to his curfew and stood up getting off the swing. The ten year old noticed that every time he was in the park some strange man was always there. The man wore a gray baseball hat and a pair of strange shades that were pointed. Said male was currently sitting on the same park bench and relaxing. He came to the park because of the scenery and the main fact was that he got to see his younger brother. He never approached Dave due to the fact that he had strict orders to not to come near the other.

Dave lets out a sigh and makes the choice that he wanted to talk to the other male. To him the older male felt familiar and he wanted to find out why. He gets off the swing and walks towards the other sitting down next to him. "Hi." he said softly. Bro's eyes widened behind his shades a bit. He sat up a bit more before saying, "Hey kid."

"Are you waiting for someone or are you just here because the scenery is nice?" Dave asked catching the others movement. "The scenery is pretty nice but I usually just come here to relax." Bro shrugs. He glances over at the smaller blonde. He's grown up so much. "Cool. I come here so I don't have to go home right away." He says looking at a flock of crows that were a few feet in front of him. Bro nods. "Don't like it home?" Maybe he could get his lil bro back. "No...i hate it there and no one wants to adopt me because I am apparently a demon. It's fine though. Because I don't want to live with people who could hate someone for something that have no control over." He replied. Dave didn't know why he was telling this guy all of this but he felt like he could tell this person anything. "Demon? Yeah, I know how that feels. I once had a brother who was called a demon since he was born. Because of his eyes."

Dave looks up at the other with his red eyes. "... really?"

"Yeah, but I had to give him up. Couldn't take care of a kid when I was a kid." Bro sighed out wondering if Dave would catch on. He knew his younger brother was always smart but he wasn't even sure if the kid would remember him since it has been seven years since they last saw each other. "Sorry." He replies. Dave stands up before looking towards the other again. "Well I gotta go before my foster mother has a cow."

'Foster, eh?' The older male thought. "hey kid, you're pretty cool. You said no one will adopt you?" He asked showing no change in his voice. "Yeah no one wants a demon child. Which I can understand a bit." Dave answered almost bitterly. Bro nodded before going to ask the question that he already knew the answer but figured he would ask anyways.

"Who were you're actual parents?"

"Dunno, they gave me up when I was four." Dave replied with a shrug. "I do remember having an older brother who was taking care of me and a puppet called Lil Cal."

Bro nods. "I'll see ya tomorrow kid." He stood up and ruffled Dave's hair, almost...brotherly. He raises an eyebrow before walking towards the sidewalk. He stops and turns around saying, "Bye." Once that was said he turns back around and starts making his way back to the place that was like hell to him. Bro goes to a court after leaving the park in order to get permission to adopt Dave. He explained how he needed a guardian. And since he gave Dave up, he had a job that brought in a lot of money, a porn site. Though he didn't tell the court that he just said he ran a website selling toys. He was home all the time to give Dave attention. After hours of fighting, he had signed papers and got permission. Now all he had to do was adopt him. While the older Strider was doing that Dave was back in the foster home getting yelled at and was sent to his room without dinner which didn't really bother him. He spent most the night reading before settling down in order to try and get some sleep.