Gez's Origins

Entering the demon universe is always such a hassle. It used to just be a matter of finding some mage and forcing him to open a window for me, but now I think they're all either dead or in hiding. I guess I'm just too good at my job. Anyway, now I have to open a window myself, and god knows how long that takes. So, I guess while I'm busying doing that, I might as well tell you a little about myself.
    My name is Gez, no last name as far as I know. My mother never really mentioned anything about it, and seeing as she never enrolled me in school or any other public things like that, it never seemed relevant. That's not too say I'm uneducated, my mother always made me read tons of books during our travels. When I was about 9 I realized that we were more than just some kid and his mommy, my mother was a demon hunter. I walked in on her killing some generic devil-looking demon when she said she was buying groceries, and I was sneaking out of our temporary quarters. After she finished up with the laughably-pathetic monster, she explained everything her and her little group did for humans. She was part of an organization called Nature's Rejects, a group of mutants that fought back any demon summonings. I had no idea why she would be working with mutants, I never knew she was one. she had the ability to turn any energy near her hands into lightning bolts (Which is my favorite form of attack too by the way).
    I asked her if I could help fight them, but she said there was nothing I could do. I for some reason wasn't a mutant like her, and demons can't be killed by normal means. When she said I couldn't help, I told her I hated her and ran away, those were my last words to her.
   A couple days later, me and some local children were looking through some abandoned house they thought was haunted. To humor them, I went along. Looking through, I found some old-looking antique thing, I'm still not sure what the hell it is. When I touched it, the thing infused with my skin and spread through my left arm, burning some of my shirt off with it. After that, the unimaginable happened. I saw a large panel of white light in the middle of the room, and soon enough demons poured through. I saw each and every last child die, each death more brutal than the last. Some were even eaten.  Then they started coming towards me, and I began to panic. I raised my new arm and wished for the demon to go away. When I did that, something triggered in my arm and shot energy at the demon in front of me, completely destroying it.
     The others have no idea how it happened, but they started surrounding me none the less. I got one or two before they knocked me down. I should of been a goner, but then the impossible happened (Again!). My mother came to rescue, killing all of the demons attacking me. But when she went to hug me, another beast impaled her from behind.
    "No!" I yelled, distraught at all that had just happened. I shot more energy at this demon, and didn't stop even after it was dead. My mother was the only person I had ever even cared about, without her I was nothing.
    "Gez..." she was struggling to speak, "Can you do something for your mother?" I nodded. "I w-want you... to go... and find y-your...father." Her pulse stopped.
    Find my father? She had never even mentioned him up until that point. But still, I had to respect her final wishes. Before setting off on my way, I buried her in the backyard. That was about 6 years ago.
    Since then, I've taken up the demon hunting business after my mother. I never bothered with Nature's Rejects though, I always preferred the solo gig more anyway. In my short amount of time, I've nearly 100 crossings, so far without even a single human casualty. I plan to keep it that way too, I never want to see an innocent die again.
    Oh what do you know, I finally opened the window! Doesn't time just fly when you're reminiscing about your own mother's murder? It's finally time to step through and find out more about these new, smarter demons.