Mr. Devil

18) Run

Mikka's P.O.V

"He's what?!"

He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into his arms, and everything goes black briefly. We reappear in a forest, and he's holding me in his arms, bridal style, and running. I see Reese chasing us, and his legs have disintegrated, and instead taken the form of shadows, like tentacles, snaking their way along the ground, and making him four times his height. "How can he be a fallen angel?!" I ask Andrew, and my grip tightens around his chest as Reese inches closer.

"Because he is, okay?! I could tell because I also fall under the 'magik' category. You're lucky he didn't kill you when you used to be together!" he says, speeding up. "What do you mean?! He's thrown a few lamps, chairs, and books at me, punched me, and kicked me into a hole! I should be dead!" I argue, turning back around and giving Reese the finger.

"When I say so, start running." Andrew says quietly. "What?" I ask.

"NOW!"

He drops me, and I land on...four...paws?

I start running, and I look over at him. He's become a brown wolf, with red highlights. "What the hell?!" I ask, chasing after him. "We can all shapeshift, and shift other people! But dark beings, on the other hand... They can only become dark things." he says. "Evil things."

I look down, and I have light grey and light brown fur, and sharp claws. I can feel the fur all over my body, and my hearing is enhanced,

"Just teleport out of here!" I say, catching up to him. "I can't, he would follow us, and I'm NOT leading him to one of our houses!" he explains, speeding up. "Jump!" he says.

I don't know if there was something in front of me, but I obey, and we come into contact. Everything goes black, and we reappear further ahead than before, and continue running. "Why doesn't he teleport to us?!" I ask. "Wait, he can, right?"

"Yeah, of course. But he just wants to see us run for our lives!" he says. "Why? What has he got against YOU?!" I ask, looking back over my shoulder, and almost tripping. "Because you're with me!" he replies, doing something, and changing us into cheetahs, I think. I notice we're running faster, and we make a sharp turn, into the forest deeper.

"Chris! Help!" Andrew yells, up to the sky. There's a flash of light behind us, and Reese disappears. We both stop, looking back. "That won't hold him for long. He's weaker, so he won't be able to find you, but go, now, wherever you can." Chris says, landing in front of us. We turn back into humans, and Andrew grabs my hand, as everything goes black again, teleporting us back to hell. "Hell, sweet hell." I laugh, flopping down on the bed.

"Mikka," he walks over to the bed, placing his hands by my sides, and leaning over me. "Yeah?" I look up at him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "This probably isn't the best time, but..."

"Stay with me." he says, looking into my eyes.

"What?"

"Will you stay here with me?" he asks, showing a small smile, and brushing the few strands of hair from my face. "Live here? In hell?" I ask, giggling. "Yeah... I understand if you don't want to..." his smile fades.

"No- no! Of course I do." I smile, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He smiles softly, pressing his lips against mine, and I wrap my legs around his waist.