Shadow girl ( Michael Langdon x reader)

Hell mouth

-present day-

The hotel Cortez is a hell mouth. A place of darkness of pain, any who enter are cursed from the moment they step foot inside.

The hotel Cortez was the place I was born.
I knew I had to stay if I wanted answers. Id left no stone unturned, investigation every ghost and demon that lurked these halls. Nobody knew anything... Hell nobody even knew I was the countess's daughter... It wasn't surprising she made me hide away in my room as a child. I don't know what she was hiding me from... I never wanted to know back then, I was too scared... but now, I need to know!

Unfortunately however for the past year I'd found nothing. I was starting to give up hope.

Sitting cross legged on top of my soft bed, I flicked though the channels of my tv. The day had started like any other untill a sensation consumed my body.The uncontrollable chill that normally encapsulated my body ceased and a pulling sensation in my chest lifted me from my blanket cocoon.

-Michaels pov-

Despite the fact I had never once stepped foot here the hotel had a nostalgic feeling. I wasn't quite sure why. I stood in the lobby drinking in the dark aura that surrounded me moment I stepped foot here, this place feels like home.

Shaking off the strange thought however and focused on finding Queenie. I begin striding forwards casually.

Im going to show that damn bitch how much more powerful I am then her, I felt a cocky smirk pull at my lips.

As I casually strode forwards a unusual sensation knocked me out of my train of thought.

It was a cool breeze that wrapped me up and soothed my hot skin. The enviting feeling made all my muscles relax and my heart skip a beat. It was as if I was where I belonged, as if I'd found my destiny.

Before I knew It I was sprinting, I didn't know where I was going and I didn't care.
I ran into the elevator and pressed the button of the floor that called to me. Ignore the yells from the confused receptionist behind me.

As the metal doors opened my heart froze.
My eyes locked with a girl's, this girl was beautiful, her hair, her eyes... Everything about her stunned me to my core. My heart felt like it was logged in my throat and for the first time in a long time I was lost for words... It was the girl from my dreams.

The anti christ looks upon the face of the innocent girl, an overwhelming hunger pulling my soul ever closer.

The urge to ravage and claim her caused my body to heat up. I wanted...

NO! I NEED TO CLAIM HER!

The over whelming feeling filled me but when I looked into her perfect eyes I saw fear.

Her body shifted transforming into a thick black fog before disappearing though an open window leaving me alone with tears pouring down my pale cheeks, my body quickly regaining it's unbearable heat.