Hoofbeats rang in Tori's ear, she had to save him. She held onto the older boy...Possibly even man, keeping him away from the Hunt. A large hand rested on the man's shoulder. "MICAH!" Tori yelled as he was yanked away from her.

Tori sat up in her bed and grabbed her notebook, writing Micah on it. She never heard her dream self speak before...She seemed to love Micah...And he seemed to love her back. Someone banged on her door as usual and she rubbed her eyes.

"I'm up. No need to breakdown the door," Rowan stuck her head through the door. "Rowan, I don't know how you wake people up in Northern Ireland but you can knock quietly." Rowan grinned mischievously.

"In Northern Ireland, we wake each other up with extremists killing people who don't pay for protection in our neighbourhoods so be grateful," Tori could never tell if she was joking or not and got out of bed. "Oh, the dorms are about to be sorted by year not gender and everyone's getting a male roommate." She disappeared, closing the door before Tori could say anything. She felt like that was asking for trouble and some teen pregnancies...But it made her excited for some reason. She stretched before getting dressed, putting on her usual black jeans and printed shirt and tried to brush her curly hair but the brush got stuck. She pulled it out and just stuck her hair in a ponytail. She walked out of her room, using her demonic magic to make her hair look brushed and followed the giggling girls who were hoping for attractive roommates, Tori was glad she wasn't one of them. All she wanted was a quiet roommate who won't flirt with her every ten seconds...So, not a part faerie. Sometimes the stereotypes were true, she thought, seeing Rowan flirting with a half demon girl who ironically went by Angel. Tori found herself beside both of them kissing at breakfast.

"Not to get in the way of love or whatever but can you stop kissing? Some of us are trying to eat," Everyone else nodded and they pulled apart. "Thank you. So, when do we find out about roommates and shit?" Rowan took a bite of strawberry before answering.

"According to my cousin Mike, after breakfast," Tori wondered if this meant she'd meet the infamous cousin Mike, the late bloomer. "I feel sorry for whoever gets him, he makes me look like a nun." Angel sipped her coffee before smiling.

"So, a catholic priest?" Rowan moved away from Angel and sat on the other side of Tori, it lasted longer than most. "Rowan, it was a joke, I swear. Just because some catholic priests go after choir boys doesn't mean they all do." Kelly the shapeshifter nudged her sister, Shannon with a grin.

"Father Doyle would say differently after his scare," Tori wondered, not for the first time, why she was friends with these people then remembered, no one else wanted to be friends with a Prince of Hell's kid. "Looks like it's hot roommate time...Unless it's our brother, then ew." Shannon nodded and Tori smirked.

"Well, as long as I don't get a faerie, I'm good. I'd never want a faerie," Rowan rolled her eyes before sharing a knowing look with Angel. "What's that look?" Rowan smiled, looking as mischievous as usual.

"You're going to fall in love with a faerie," Demons and faeries were halflings there but they just said demon or faerie. "I said I'd never want a demon but then fight class three months ago, Angel kicked my ass and here we are. It's so going to happen." Tori doubted it but her mind went to Micah, the dream guy... Who seemed far too real.

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Micah, son of the fifth king of faerie, stood with the five year younger boys he had to socialise with. He glanced at the girls he had to socialise now as well and decided flirting with them was a bad idea. He saw his cousin Rowan with her arm around a demon, two shapeshifters and... The girl from his dreams. She was rolling her eyes at her friends and his mind went to the dream of thundering hooves and running with her. He didn't know her name but he wanted to, in the dream he seemed to love her and she him. The oldest man Micah ever saw hobbled forward holding a piece of paper.

"I say your names, you're sharing, no exceptions," He sounded a lot younger which meant he was a shifter. "Micah O'Neil and Tori Dupont, you are sharing." Micah looked around to see Rowan pointing at his dream girl who was looking around... Tori Dupont. He started forward and Rowan pointed him out to Tori. Tori looked at him and the flash of recognition on her face made him glad but terrified at the same time. He reached her.

"Hello Tori Dupont," She extended a hand and he shook it, feeling a shock go through him. "I'm guessing you've had dreams of me getting taken from you." She nodded, glancing at Rowan.

"Hello Micah O'Neil. I've been dreaming for three months," Rowan was shocked into silence and Tori rubbed the back of her neck. "We'll talk in our room...People are staring," People were staring and to freak people out, he winked at them. Most of them looked away except three people who winked back. "Great, I was hoping Rowan was joking" Rowan opened her mouth, looking like to Micah she was about to defend him but Tori disappeared in a red poof. Micah felt a strange tug on his heart and followed it, everything else fading into background. He found himself outside a dorm door and knocked suddenly knowing where he was. Tori opened the door, a strange look on her face. "Why did I know it was you?" Micah shrugged, everything making sense without making sense.

"A better question is how did I find you without anyone's help?" She looked so small and terrified that he hugged her which clearly surprised both of them. She still hugged him back and he felt like a ribbon was being tied around them, keeping them together forever.

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A faerie king and a Prince of Hell stared into a lake, watching their children hug. The king waved a hand and a bond strengthen between their children. Asmodeus looked at the fifth faerie king, both united so their children's hearts wouldn't break. The fifth king smiled back.

"They will fall in love in a matter of weeks," Asmodeus nodded, looking at his daughter who looked exactly like her bible loving mother...It must hurt her to look in the mirror, he thought. "You are having second thoughts?" Asmodeus shook his head, his mortal body flickering.

"I am just feeling attached. You do not feel the same about your son?" The fifth king shrugged. "I know we are doing this so their hearts will be unbroken but I am afraid it will make the pain worse." The fifth king frowned at him.

"Careful, Asmodeus, you sound human," Asmodeus stepped backwards, insulted. "I must talk to my brother about his daughter and her little girlfriend." The fifth king disappeared, leaving leaves where he stood. Asmodeus looked at his daughter one last time before he disappeared, leaving the stench of sulfur in the air.