MALEFIC (Michael Langdon x Reader)

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~Michael Langdon~

Two years had passed when the fog died down and disappeared. Belongings not destroyed laid about. The only people left were the ones in the sanctuary. I instructed them to began building and cleaning. With the witches gone my powers advanced to unbelievable things.

People that had lived through the bomb not in a shelter, were cured with my powers if they passed the test. I needed true darkness in the world. Or close to it. I visited each place all over the world to fix and build the new world.

Each state, in every country, on every continent had a population of at most five people. We had wombs to hold baby's and we populated slowly. Each baby had been taught darkness from the beginning. None held witch powers which I was grateful for.

We were the government but different. Ms.Mead and I located headquarters in Louisiana. I didn't know why but only a gut feeling. We stayed in a large house with the expensive things. We didn't use cash but Satan bills. Everywhere. Worth more than everything.

They were bills that had my fathers face on them .Or what they thought he looked like. Sins happened every day from everyone. The only thing not prohibited was murder for the reason of repopulating. But when we have enough we will allow it.

I was currently sitting in my office looking over the files of people on earth. I made sure everyone stayed they way they should. No heavenly good things. It was a bit frustrating as I slammed down a file. I got up and grabbed a towel.

I turned the hot water all the way on. I pulled off my shirt examining the marks on my hand left from Y/N. I shook my head and pulled off my pants then the rest. I stepped in the shower letting the water consume my thoughts.

When I finally was finished I decided on a run. I put on running clothes and went out. I looked at the things being built. Tall buildings that used to be christian churches now were satanist churches. Upside down crosses stood tall over everyone.

We had to have entertainment of course so we allowed very few things. Such as singers and actors to start new TV shows. We kept laser tag for children. Everyday people went to church and told their sins. Some praised, some not. I stopped in front of a big empty lot. Other stood around deciding on what to be put there.

"Mr. Langdon, we have an idea to be put here but we need confirmation first" A boring citizen told me.

"Well what is it"

"A circus"

I almost declined but thoughts came to me. I told Y/N that she would be in a circus and she would be great. Memories of her on the silk and the hoop came back. Bringing sadness. But I couldn't let others see.

"Fine. But Ariel hoops and silks must be apart of it" I told them before running again.

I heard cheers of excitement behind me. I rolled my eyes remembering why I allowed them. I wanted at least one thing to be in Y/N's remembrance. It was silly and I knew Ms.Mead would be angry. But I didn't care. I returned back home to a very worried Ms.Mead.

"Michael, word has spread" MS.Mead informed me

"About what?" I asked

"Magic."

"Explain Ms. Mead"

"Miriam, you can call me" She told me

"Ms.Mead"

"Okay. People have seen things move. Like when they are building a building, wood boards fly towards them. Or when grocery workers make accidents, they get cleaned up before their eyes"

"Maybe they inherited some of fathers magic"

"No, Michael, signs have been left around. The number 555 has been written. It means big changes are ahead."

"Yes my changes"

"Michael your in denial, You know what we need to do"

I looked at her and sighed leaning back.

"I know"