Circuit of Evil [Formula 1]

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'Let me cut that beautiful face of yours.' Micheal laughed, slowly running the point down my face.
When he hold the knife off my face, I saw him in the mirror licking the blood off the knife. 'Where's Dean.' I grunted in pain. 'Don't worry.' He replied he then moved the knife back to my face. 'I saw you, two days ago.' He didn't finish his sentence and laughed a little. 'You wanted to jump didn't you?' He whispered in my ear.  He leaned in closer, 'why didn't you jump? You could have given people more peace when you're gone.' He then turned me around so I could look him in the eyes. 'Shut up.' I said he held me tightly against the wall. 'Nobody wants you around.' He continued.  'Stop it.' I begged. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him, he lifted his hand up which he carried the knife with.  'I'll make you suffer.' He smiled, 'so much you'd wish you'd jumped that night.' He then grabbed my finger and pushed the point into my flesh. I cried from the pain wanting to scream. Micheal liked to torment me, I could see the enjoyment and excitement in his eyes when he cut a further through my flesh. I screamed as he continued. At that moment I could hear someone shout his name. And he pushed himself from the wall and he grabbed me by my hair pulling my head up and against his body. He pushed me onto my knees as he took his sniper rifle from his back.

He looked through the scope, he fired a shot at something I saw moving. 'Come out you bastard!' He  ordered. But nobody appeared, I then heard a dreamy voice. Fight it. I was confused who that said. But the only person who was here was Micheal. 'You and I are going for a ride.' Micheal smiled evilly. He then hit me against the back of my head with his stock.

I got knocked out, but somehow I felt like I was still awake. I could see Micheal carrying my body outside. When I followed him to his car, a feather fel in front of my feet. I looked up to see something fly by and then landing in front of me. His gaze met mine, 'you've a purpose Maddy.' His  heavenly voice said to me. I wanted to curse but the air around this man wasn't evil nor bad. It was relaxing and positive. He wore a hat bass and had long beautiful hair. He looked at Micheal turning on the car. And then he looked back at me, 'I'm here to help.' He then said to me as he looked at the car driving away. He looked disappointed and then laid his hand on my shoulder. His touch was chilly, he stood up straight. 'I've been watching you.' He then said.
'You have?' I questioned he looked at me and nodded. 'Who are you?'
'I'm the archangel Michael.' He answered to me.
'You're here to protect me?' I asked him. Then why all of these bad things happened to me. Why me? 'I'm here to setting you on the right path to for fill your purpose. You my dear, will defeat the evil.' He whispered. 'I am losing my mind.' I replied to him as I looked to him sideways. He laughed a little as if I told him something funny.
He then stepped in front of me. 'Just mark my words, Maddy. You defeat the devil, I'll protect you and your loved ones.' With the devil he ment Micheal. The one abusing gods children and selling them like cattle. 'I'll try.' I assured him. 'I know you will.' He smiled as he slowly disappeared.

I woke up next to Micheal in the car, I looked at my finger it was a nasty wound but then I realised I didn't feel pain. Not even from the stock he rammed my head with. He was on the phone while he drove not paying attention to me waking up. I couldn't believe it, I touched my skin that was loose. I could feel Micheal looking at me. 'What the fuck?' He asked as he noticed me playing with the flap of skin. He drove to a nearby cafe. He turned off the engine and pulled me out of the seat and into the cafe. There was nobody but just a few of his men. 'That's that bitch who took our shipment.' One of them growled at me. I did not say anything. Micheal's men gathered around a table. One of them raised a glass at Micheal, I watched them look at me with pure hatred in their eyes. While Micheal walked circled me. Like I was some kind of prey.
'What do we do to bitches who fuck with our business.' Micheal raises his voice and his men started laughing awfully. 'We'll fuck them.' A larger male said. He had long heard, thick body and a bald head. 'Enjoy her boys.' He said while he stopped walking circles around me he then pinned me down onto the table in front of the men. Micheal held my head down with his right hand, the man laughed as I grunted. Micheal tugged a hair behind my ear. 'Oh love.' He moaned in my ear. 'Going to enjoy this.' When he said that someone entered the cafe. The bartender looked at the stranger at the opening. 'We're closed sir.' He immediately said to him. I couldn't see who it was but Micheal let go off me.
'Is it?' Charles said. I also turned around to see him smoking a cigarette while showing us all his tattoo. 'Let her go. You coward.' He said then. Micheal shot me a gaze before refocusing on Charles. 'You should be dead.'
I could see a lazy smile appear on Charles' face. 'You thought you could play me. But we played you.' He said.
I sensed fear in Micheal and he then tried to smile it away. 'Fine. I'll break every single bone in your fucking body. And I'll enjoy it.' Micheal threatened. Charles chuckled. 'Try me.'
Micheal stepped back. 'Kill him.' He said to his men. And they raged towards him. I watched Charles dodge the fat man and then he grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him back with a lot of force slamming him into another man. They both fell. The Fat man crushed the other, while Charles fought them Micheal grabbed my wrist and then pierced a knife into my side. He dropped me onto the floor as I wailed in pain. When Micheal wanted to laugh, Manuel surprised him by smashing a chair into him. He tripped and fell. Manuel hit him in the face with his wrist wrapped in chains. He kept hitting him but Micheal managed to throw him off him. He gave him a knee into his stomach. Then he smashed his head against the wall. I was getting tired as I looked at my wound. I didn't want to die. Not now. I rested my head on the cold wooden floor. I then saw something dark shaped laying on a table. I crawled over the floor and got onto my knees I grabbed the gun. I then looked at Manuel who tried to avoid getting stabbed my Micheal. I cried. As I felt the cold steel in my hand. I then pointed it at Micheal. I pulled the trigger releasing a bullet into Micheal's back. Manuel held him while his body weakened in his grasp. Everybody was startled. And Micheal groaned as he l dropped the knife and collapsed. I made my way down Micheal's body. 'I'm sorry.' I said to him. As he gasped for air. Then he was dead. I closed his eyes with my fingers and looked at Manuel who was absolutely startled. He gazed at my wound. 'Maddy.' He said as he wrapped his arms around me. I saw Charles in the corner of my eye. He hung his head.

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when I woke up everything was white. And a figure appeared in front of me. 'Maddy, you did it.' Michael assured me. 'Am I dead?' I asked him. He didn't reply. Instead he wrapped an arm around me as he walked me towards a small baby lying in his crib. Dean. I started sobbing, 'he isn't dead.' He told me. 'I kept him save.'
'You defeated the devil.' He then told me. The heaven like figure hugged me and tugged a hair behind my air. 'Be proud if yourself,' when I woke up in a hospital room. I gasped for air, and felt a warm little body in my arm. I looked to my side seeing Dean fully asleep. Manuel appeared on the chair talking to Charles. 'I didn't die.' I mumbled when they noticed me. They both freaked out. 'Maddy.'