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Chapter 18

I was just heading out of school while listening to music through my earphones. I was thinking that I should go to a record store and get a few new records for my record player. Call me tumblr or basic, but I like vintage, even my dad is obsessed with it. He collects vintage things and keeps it out basement. I don't know why he needs so many things, they get so dusty and he doesn't even use most of them, doesn't look at them, but I guess we all have weird or weirder obsessions and hobbies right?

I walked into the store and started going through the players picking one after another deciding which few I should buy till I heard a low voice behind me. I looked to see who it was an saw a quite tall man with green eyes and dark brown, short wavy hair.

"Gorillaz? Nice choice" he chuckled and I looked at my record.

"Not a lot of people know them" I mumbled and he shook his head.

"That's only if they're not born in the 90's" the guy said and I looked at his hand. He was holding a bunch of CD's.

"You love alternative don't ya?" He winked at me and I shrugged.

"Maybeee" I chuckled and smiled as I continued searching through the records.

"Yeah you do! Want some of these?" I turned over to him and my eyes widened.

"No way! Where did you find this??" I widened my eyes and looked at the CD he was holding. It was a band called Brul and I could not find that original CD anywhere! I know it's a silly thing to freak out over a CD, when you can literally download songs from YouTube and elsewhere. But you know how it feels to hold an old CD or record, you just get that nice feeling from when you were younger, all those memories, little things, which aren't so little, cause nostalgia really gets to you and sometimes you could even get a bit weepy.

"Do you want it?" He laughed and held the CD up.

"Yessss" I giggled while looking at him.

"Alright then let's make a deal. Let's get a coffee together and I'll give you the CD"

"Mmm...nah I don't like coffee nor I should make deals with strangers especially if I don't know their names" I said with a smile still on my face cause I'm so polite and don't want to get in trouble.

"Well My name is Xander Hood and we can do whatever you'd like. I can promise I'm not up to no good, alright? I don't even have a car" he chuckled.

"Hmm...ugh alright! Gimme it!" I laughed and took the CD from his hands. Suddenly I got a weird feeling about him. A feeling I cannot describe for some reason.

"Are you okay?" He snapped me from my thoughts.

"Y-yeah uh. Let's go pay for the records..." I said quietly and then walked over to the cashier to pay for my records. When I did, me and Xander went to a nice little cafe, where he bought me a milkshake and a coffee for himself.

We started talking about many random things, which led do talking about history. Xander knows a lot about the subject. We both do, except he knows a lot of details about anything. That's impressive and he seemed like a vey chill friendly guy, who also called me pretty and smart. I don't know for how long we've been talking to each other, but it didn't feel like for long, it actually felt like a half an hour even though it literally been two hours and we then separated.

Xander didn't ask for my number, what is odd, but whatever. Maybe he forgot it or something. Anyway he really wasn't up to no good. Just a normal dude with a passion for music and history.

I was walking home and thinking about the feeling I got from Xander when our hands touched. Strange...it felt like I connected to him in some way. I remembered having a split second like vision. I can't remember the details, but what I do remember is seeing a checkmate floor and nothing else. Again, weird. I could choose to ignore it, but if it happened, it's for a reason and it would feel wrong to just ignore it.

"Who's he?!" I felt a hand on my shoulder, which turned me to look at...Blaze!

"Hi to you too I guess" I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Who's HE?" Blaze asked with an angry look on his face.

"Just a guy I met in a record store...wait. Blaze were you spying on me?" I asked getting annoyed by him for another time.

"Well yes! Because you're oblivious to the fact that you might've gotten yourself into trouble! So apparently, you're a foolish little girl, who needs to be looked after 24/7!" Blaze spat and grabbed my hand pulling me forward with him. I just gave in and didn't say anything. Blaze stopped walking fast and pulling my handful walk forward roughly.

"Maggie..." he sighed and looked down at me cupping my cheeks.

"You must be careful. Especially now. With strangers mostly. Do you understand why?" He asked and I took a deep breath nodding like a little girl taking the blame while looking down.

"Look at me now" Blaze lifted my chin and made me look up into his eyes.

"Good girl...now, if you understand why then I really want you to be more aware of your surroundings, to be more careful. Lucifer is free and you know exactly what it means. He could be anyone right now" Blaze said it in a calm voice and caring look on his face.

"Okay..." I whispered and hugged him tightly.

It felt so good to hug him I can't even express how. If you know, you know how it feels to hug someone very important in your life...

Lucifer's POV

It looks like she gave in to Xander's deals. It is what it looks like that she's easy to manipulate. She will meet me again. I guess she doesn't remember how I looked in her dream, she didn't recognize me in Xander's name. But it was so nice to finally get a touch from my daughter, my blood, my queen.

And Oh Maggie...if you only knew what is coming for you...