" Your word."

" What?" I hissed at him.

" I need your word that I have your permission to take her."

" ... Since such questions you must ask need I escort you there?" I grumbled.

" ... no." He whispered, smiling. I rolled my eyes. She better not screw this one up. I've been waiting on her to obliterate him for ages.
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" Baby, I think something may be wrong."

" What?"

" At home. Will you accompany me?"

" Of course. Let's go."
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" Joshua!" I called." He came to the kitchen table and sat with me.

" Please sit with me. I'm bored.

" Are you?"

I sighed into his warm chest. " Yes. Tell me something funny." I whispered.

" I'm terrible at telling jokes, you know this."

" I don't care if it's corny. I'll still laugh. Who knows, it might actually be funny." I giggled.

" Okay. Why don't skeletons ever go trick or treating?"

"... why?"

" Because they have no body to go with." It slowly dawned on me and I smiled.

" You're weird."

" I know. You married me that way."

" Yes, indeed I did."

" Are you hungry at all?"

" Not really, shu."

" Shu." He chuckled, surprised.

" Yes. Shu. Daddy Shu." I whispered. He laughed and kissed my forehead. My mom ran into the kitchen, periodically checking the chicken alfredo. I always fell in love with my mother's cooking. She always said the most important ingredient was love, but if it actually was, that would explain all the amazing flavours.

" How are you two?" My mom smiled, looking over her shoulder.

" Great," I sighed calmly still lying on Joshua's chest. Mom nodded and swiftly served our plates.

" Good afternoon everyone. Afternoon, baby." He whispered to my mom, hugging her and kissing her lips. She giggled, almost like a girl. I was almost shocked at their behaviour.

" Everything has finished. I'm just serving it. Come and sit." My father nodded in response and did as she asked. My dad smiled at the two of us kindly. I blew him a kiss. He pretended to grab it and adore it. I giggled at him, but didn't mind it.

" Okay. The food is served, everyone. Enjoy." My mother whispered lightly. Daniel walked in and sat on the other side of Joshua. My mom smiled at him, but he avoided her gaze all together. Her smile wavered, but barely. Dad exchanged a look at the two of them.

" Okay so-" I started, but a short knock came through the other side of the door. Everything froze.

" Guys? Mom?" The door opened so slowly to reveal Michael, who gave me a look of pure hatred, but full of lust at the same time. He walked in with no regard as to the fact that he had interrupted us.

" Good evening, bell." he whispered politely but mockingly. I stood behind my chair quickly. He chuckled at my fright and approached me step by step. He loved to see me scared and uncomfortable. I was almost frozen in my own space, not wanting to confront him at all. My hands shook but they stopped as he forcefully grabbed me and pulled me in. I cried but he didn't care at all. He kissed me as tears rolled down my burning cheeks. He roughly grabbed my breasts as I struggled against him. He pulled my hair and I screamed in pain. He didn't care about any of it. He just kept trying to make love to me. He than ripped my shirt of entirely. I begged him to stop.

" I might stop if you opened up, you little whore." Things got physical as he began choking me. I clawed at his hand and at his entire arm. His caressed and squeezed my exposed breasts, getting close enough to bite me. I screamed in pain and was ashamed I couldn't do much to get him to stop. My breast was almost bloody from his bite. He seemed to have enjoyed it, but it hurt me worse. It even seemed fun to him. I pushed him hard enough and he let me go. He still grabbed my waist and pulled me back.

" Get off of her." A vaguely familiar voice growled. He gently put me down and I ran to Jason.

" What happened?" He asked gently. I simply shook my head with tears in my eyes. Carter came in from the living room and scowled at Michael. But everything froze once again. I was still tense.

" Cassandra. Turn around it's just me." I slowly turned. Satan looked at me.

" There is nothing for you to fear, child. Do you know why I sent him here?" I backed out of his touch and gave him a look of disgust.

" I sent him here for you to obliterate him." He growled, gripping my forearm. I looked at him, confused.

" Cassandra, you've gone through your young life always having someone to protect you, or save you. Not every situation will be like that. So I sent Michael. If you can't obliterate him, you can't obliterate anyone. Remember my power." He whispered. He disappeared and time started again. I didn't need to concentrate. I made Michael explode. I closed my eyes, as his black blood and black organs flew everywhere. Except on us of course. I didn't realize Satan touched me to regenerate my clothing and heal my wounds, including my close-to crushed wind pipe. Satan walked on top of Michael's bones. I winced as he crushed his skull, ribs, femur and ankle bones. He pulled me surprisingly into a hug.

" I might... favour you more. That doesn't mean I'm proud of you. But... you get the jist. Anyways, the two of you should bathe her in the white river. She's already quite pure but with his hands on her, she'll need the two of you to clean her. Bye." He mumbled. I hugged him, which caught him by surprise. He awkwardly patted my back and backed away. He disappeared again. I blinked again and we were on a white stream. Carter helped me undress and held my body as he dipped my body in. I sighed, feeling relieved. But the water angrily beat against me and pulled me under. I saw Carter's shocked face as I went under. I felt a scary pulling from my body almost a scary split from my body. I could breathe but I could tell I was floating almost. The pulling feeling separated from me. I turned and gasped at what I saw.