Laughter and cheering can be heard coming from two people inside Xavier's office. Elisa Turner leaned and half sat her ass on his desk while facing Xavier who was sitting opposite from her. A playful and amused smirk crept her lips looking at him as she sipped her flute glass of champagne."You seem cheerful, shouldnt you be mournful considering the awaited funeral of our despicable rival is pending?" Xavier says, smiling mischievously."I'll straighten my act once I'm at the foot of his coffin" Elisa says, without the slightest regret in her words.Just then Xavier receives a call coming from Zack. Setting down his glass and smiling widely at Elisa, he gestures her to hold their conversation as he answers the phone."Hey," Xavier greets."Sir, I'm on the run... They're looking for me" Zack pants, it seemed as though he was running and there were rustling from the background."They? Who's they?" Xavier asks, frantic and glancing over at Elisa who looked shocked."Damien's agents!" Zac

Damien slowly opens his eyes, looking around and realizing he was lying on the floor with sweat running down his brows and he was breathing heavily.As he tried to sit up, something sharp pokes at the side of his neck."Shit!" Damien yelps, pulling away from whoever stabbed him. Looking around, he notices a gun pointing directly at him.Damien looks down to see that he was handcuffed to the wall, his legs chained to the floor. He tries standing up, only for his ankles to start hurting so bad."What the actual fuck?!" Damien yells.Noticing how dark it was outside, he makes advances on how he'll get out of the chains.The door suddenly swings open and he feels a gun pressed against his forehead, causing him to freeze."Don't move! Or I swear I will shoot" Someone shouts as Damon struggles to keep himself calm, his blood boiling inside of his veins.A hand grabs him by the hair causing Damien to whimper in pain. Looking up it was Mrs. Turner, followed by Xavier who stood behind."Good

Damien stares at the living room with wide eyes as he takes in his surroundings, it looked exactly like how he imagined it would look from a child's perspective. It wasn't very messy or cluttered, just a plain but cosy apartment that was perfect for a teenage girl who lived by herself."You can take whatever you want in the cupboards and fridge, I have to get going, I've got class in five minutes and we're gonna be late" The little girl tells him, putting her schoolbag onto the table in the kitchen before heading for the door.She opens the door then stops in her tracks, turning to look back at Damien who stands there staring at her weirdly."What?" She asks, annoyed."Can I... Can I sleep in your bed?" Damien asks quietly, almost afraid of her answer."Fine," The girl simply says, not really caring if he could stay in her room, he doesn' need much anyway."Thank you..." Damien smiles at her gratefully and walks towards her bedroom, shutting the door behind him.The girl walks into th

Felixia watched curiously as Lily stared after the pair. When they were gone, she turned to look at her."Who was that?""I don't know, but the man looked pitiful"Felicias face dropped. "Oh.""He wasn't flashing though, if you're wondering," Lily reassured, smiling weakly at her friend.A light blush appeared on Felixias cheeks as she rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly. "I can only imagine that the poor guy probably has nowhere else to go.""That might be why he's so sad..." Lily whispered quietly. "I don't understand why he would come back here after seeing what happened to him...""You know what happened to him?" Lily looks up at Felixia with wonder."Just a guess from his appearance" Felixia says to her whilst looking at her expectantly. "He has a nasty scar across his face which explains how badly he must have hurt himself""Do you know what happened to him?" Lily asked, curiosity getting the better of her, staring straight into the older witches eyes, her curious gaze never

Damien had a nice sleep that night ,it was probably due to the drugs taking an effect on him pulling him into an sound slumber. He didn’t know how long he had slept. It was late morning when his eyes finally snapped open, due to the noise coming from the kitchen. He quickly sat up thinking that someone was breaking and entering but when he got there, he saw that it was harlie attempting to pick the pot cover that had stumbled from the table. The kitchen was a mess and so was Charlie. Damien couldn’t help but smile. “What are you doing?” He asked as Charlie snapped around and saw him as her eyes widened in surprise before she looked at her toes. “Just passing time. You were sleeping so I didn’t want to disturb you since you were in pains and I decided to try something new.”she said as Damien walked in taking a look around the kitchen. “It’s not that bad. Were you making dinner for me?” He asked as Charlie shook her head but her facial expressions betrayed her. “Well I am up now, a