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The Kidnapping (pt.2)
Warnings: None

Last night had been one hell of an emotional roller coaster, and you weren't about to put up with anyone's bullshit today. So as you drive to college with your music blasting and your eyes focused on the road, you can't help but drown out the lyrics of your favourite song with the darkness of your thoughts. You're certain that you don't want to join the antichrist in ending the world, however a part of you doesn't really believe that. A part of you, that's buried deep inside- yearns to be powerful, to kill and watch in amusement as your enemies beg for their lives. But that's not how your parents brought you up. And even though they're no longer with you, you're still keen on keeping up their good habits, even if it means passing up the chance to demolish the soul of every person who has ever wronged you.

As you roll into the college car park, you turn the music off and concentrate on trying to find an empty spot. Luckily, no one has taken your regular space so you decide to quickly park there before anyone else can. For the next few seconds, you sit in your car- in almost absolute silence, apart from your fingers tapping against the steering wheel- contemplating on whether you even want to go in or not. Finally, with a heavy sigh, you gather all your belongings and exit your car, making your way up to the building.

"Watch it slut!" A blonde girl exclaims as she barges into you- to which you reply with a middle finger to her face. She scowls at you before walking off, holding her head high as she does so. When you finally reach the main door, you walk inside so agonisingly slowly and groan loudly as you walk up to your class. "What's up your ass?" You hear a familiar voice chuckle. "Get lost Kyle" You mutter at the blonde boy. "Or what?" He asks as he moves closer to you, his hand reaching for your ass. You flinch as he squeezes it, pushing himself onto you. "Fuck off" You snap as you push him away, trying your hardest not to kick him in the nuts right there and then.

You look around, seeing that the hallways are almost empty. 'Every day. Every single fucking day', you think to yourself. 'And yet no one has noticed how this dick harasses several girls at this college'. "y/n" A voice calls, snapping you out of your thoughts. "Madi" You smile reassuringly as your best friend hugs you tightly. As she does, you look around to see if Kyle is still there- but he's nowhere to be seen. "Come on" Madi then says as she pulls away and reaches for the door. "I'm not really in the mood to sit through a four hour lecture about how many rapists have gotten away with their crimes since Bundy's death, due to the fact that the people in law are dipshits and always believe their sob stories!" You snap at her. She sighs lightly, a smile still on her face as she reaches for your shoulder.

"Isn't that why we're taking Law as a Major? So we can have the power to change shit?" She asks you sympathetically. You nod at her quietly and she takes that as a signal to open the door and walk into the lecture hall. You grab the door before it shuts, but think to yourself for a minute. 'I've been offered the chance to have power, by the fricking devil's son. Do i really need to sit through pointless lectures that do nothing other than boil my blood and make me wanna murder almost every male in sight?'

You take your chances and shut the door before walking away. You can hear your best friend calling your name, but that doesn't matter right now- what does matter, is that you seal the deal with the antichrist before it's too late. But you stop in your tracks. You don't even know where he lives.

The thing was, when you were being kidnapped, you were unconscious so you weren't exactly able to see where you were going. And when Michael was returning you home, he made you shut you eyes tight- not letting you see anything. Of course, he was using mind control to keep your eyes shut, but you didn't know that.

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