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..hang on,,, I need to,,, reedit this blog,,,

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She gave a way seeing him booking it so quickly down the halls. Her eyes looks on in amusement and laughs softly in response. “Yeah- thank you. Se you around, Rhys.”

She just simply waves him away and turns on her heels to stride down the halls to reach down the windows to look at the gym area only to give a sound of disappointment. Fuck, Thomas’s class is inside the gymnasium. With a frown, she went back to class in disappointment. Maybe lunch time she can slide to talk to Rhys and Thomas. Oh god, meeting Thomas.

She can’t wait to actually “talk” to him!

“Nice to meet you, Eden,” he replied. “I’m Rhys.” Then he waved a hand dismissively. “Ah, no worries! Accidents happen all the time. I’ll just head back to class. You should uh, probably do the same, yeah?”

“Okay! See you around.” Rhys waved to her before going back to class down the hall.

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“Be a pity if you’re more dead than dead. If that makes sense.” Than shrugs in response to look over at the other when he actually listens to him. Oh, my word. Than is sure to be able to manipulate Wrath with this reaction.

“I mean, moving to a new location to get more antidote or some other methods to detox you. I mean, food is one way... starvation- I rather not want that.”

He noticed the snorting and glared at him, but he was relieved when Than moved next to him as opposed to being on top of him. “I can’t imagine bein’ very useful dead,” he grumbled. Then again, without his powers, he wasn’t even useful when alive.

Than better keep that a secret, because Wrath would not be happy at all to learn he was being drugged for weeks. He hesitantly took another bite of his soup.

“… What other methods?”

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Than wonders in the back of his mind if it would be funny to eat Wrath alive. He laughs loudly instead, letting his voice echos in the bathroom walls instead.

“Don’t be rude. I mean, I could be nice. How about... you beg for it?”

Than grins to grind his foot down on Wrath’s face, pressing it harder on the ground instead. Hie eyes lit up in pure amusement, awaiting for Wrath’s next words. He can hear the water still running, maybe he’ll let it over flow to get Wrath a bit wet on th ground.

He did notice Than dragging his fangs across the sin’s cheek, and he cursed under his breath as he was pressed against the tub some more.

“Fuck you,” he spat. Being a pet would be humiliating.

Wrath groaned when the devil slammed his face into the floor. He tried pushing himself up when Than released his head, but then he ended up with a foot pushing his head back down on the floor with a thud.

He reached up to try and push the other’s foot off of him, not liking the idea of being electrocuted while like this. He knew something decent was too good to be true.

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She gave an excited look. Perfect! Found the best friend. Wow, how easy! But once he mentioned he had to go, Eden nods. Can’t give a first bad impression right?

“Oh, right sorry! Um, I’m Eden. It’s nice meeting you. Sorry to hold you back and startle you. Hope to see you around?” She softly offers, trying to blend into the friendly category.

Rhys blinked at her before smiling. He was almost as tall as she was, so he wasn’t intimidated by her height. “I do! He’s my best friend,” he answered. “I’ve known him since we were kids.”

Then he casually tried to get around her. “Sorry, but I have to get back to class now–”

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Than watches Wrath eat then snorts loudly in response to his action. What a child Wrath is. Oh, he really wants to keep him. Than slid off a bit to settle next to the male instead, watching with an amused look.

“Walking for you would be terrible. I mean, if you get caught like this besides me, who knows, you might had been gutted up.”

“It shouldn’t.” Than smiles at Wrath. Of course it’ll wear off, but he’s not going to let it happen. No, he’s going to keep Wrath here, jut slowly adding in more and more of that weakened potion he robbed until Wrath is his. It’ll be fun.

“I take maybe a week or two? Before it wears off, if it hasn’t then I’ll seek out methods of taking that poison out. If you can call it that.”

Wrath felt successful when he managed to take the spoon from Than, and he took a spoonful of soup into his mouth. Then he took it back out and gave the devil a look. “What did you expect? I’m not a fuckin’ baby. I’m still able ta do shit for myself. Walkin’ is just a really bad idea right now.”

He snorted when told he’d be placed back out into the wild. “As soon as this shit wears off, I’ll be fine again. It shouldn’ last that long, right?”

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Than laughs happily at the response and leans closer to gently nuzzle Wrath’s cheek when the other is dazed. The devil can’t help but to grin wildly to part his lips and drag his fangs across Wrath’s cheek.

“I know. It’d be fucking hilarious if you became a pet. How amusing. But so terrible disgusting.”

Than shifts a bit to lean back to give Wrath a bit more space. His grip in Wrath’s hair tighten and he slams the weakened Sin’s face to the tiled floor of the bathroom. The blue eyes watches the reaction from his victim’s face, then letting go to step on top of his head.

“I’m going to electrocute you.”

Wrath just wanted to give Than what was coming to him, but it didn’t work out. He made a pained noise when Than helped himself to sit in his lap and pressing him against the tub. When the devil grabbed onto the back of his head and pressed the side of it into the tub, he groaned, clenching his fist.

Well, that didn’t work. Now he was dizzy and in even more pain.

“I’m not your fuckin’ pet,” he hissed at him.

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God, she’s missing out in a whole bunch of missed opportunities with Thomas. This is so frustrating but either way she’s going to wait for her plan to be set in motion. Maybe image of Thomas at gym would be a bonus for later.

She blinks to shut her phone quickly as if it’s out of habit to smile over at Rhys instead. She gave a soft squeak at the voice and turns around to give a startled smile. Oh god, she is too tall. She gave a soft smile and a nervous twirl of her hair to look at him. “No, I’m sorry! I shouldn’t be standing here but um, do you know Thomas?”

Thomas continued running around in gym. While Eden was away, the gym class went inside to play dodge ball. Thomas reigned supreme in the gymnasium when it came to dodge ball. 

Rhys went about his business in the restroom and washed his hands, unaware of the demonic woman that awaited him just outside of the bathroom door. He stepped out and noticed her instantly, especially since he almost bumped into her. “Ah, I’m sorry. Excuse me–”

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“Awww.” Than frowns as he watches Wrath take the spoon away from him, giving a mock pout in response. How lame, How boring. This is going to be a very emotionally investing thing he’s going to do. He wonders how long before he realize that he might be the one falling in his own plan than Wrath.

“That’s no fun. Come on, I’ll try to make things comfortable for you before I send you back into the wild where you belong.”

“Yeah, I don’ think so. Gimme the spoon–” He reached up to take the spoon from him, still not keen on being spoon-fed like this. His arms still worked, so he could feed himself, right? Hopefully he’d get better soon and get as far away from this devil as he possibly could. There was a slim chance of Than being successful with making the sin his, but that was the fun of the challenge, wasn’t it?

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Than hums happily without a care even if Wrath’s words went through him like a melted chocolate on a piece of stick. Which is to say, he didn’t even fucking care what Wrath is spewing. But of course, Wrath tries to drag Than down in an attempt of a fight or something.

He knew this would happen.

Than simply grins as he leans over Wrath instead and presses the poor soul up against the tub. His whole body shifting ti sit on the thin lap and coos softly. His hands slipping to grip the back of Wrath’s head to once again press it up against the tub with a loud thump. He’s in control,

“Need something there, pet?”

“I don’ trust you,” Wrath spat back at him.

The sin didn’t seem to have a choice in the matter, however. He reached up to pull on his collar when Than dragged him down the hall, cursing. The other dragging him by the collar was choking him, and he was trying to alleviate it. He groaned as he was bumped against the walls, and, eventually, he realized Than was doing it on purpose.

Wrath hit the side of the tub and hissed in pain, leaning against it and holding his hand over the wound where his other arm used to be. He carefully used his leg to sit up a bit better, scowling up at Than when he reached over to turn on the water. Wrath then reached up to grab onto his shirt, intent on pulling him down to cause some kind of harm.

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Eden didn’t bother getting a better look at Thomas. She raises her hand to leave her spot, sadly even though she could had spent her time trying to find a good spot to keep staring at Thomas. But she got other things to do, like getting to Rhys.

What luck has she gotten when she left her classroom to see someone walk into the bathroom. Maybe he knows where Thomas’s friend would be. She waits besides the bathroom door to await for the guy to come out. Humming softly, Eden opens up her phone to scroll through her ‘taken’ pictures of Thomas. Ahh, how cute, how cute.

After some stretches, the gym class went outside to run around the track a few times. He started running and ended up ahead of everybody else. He did like sports, mainly because he had a natural talent for them. It wasn’t enough to make him join a team due to his dislike of people, but he’d settle with just being good in gym class.

His uncles tried to get him to play baseball once, but it didn’t work out.

Rhys was in English, but he got permission to leave the room in order to use the restroom down the hall by the history classroom Eden was in. He went in and did his business.

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“I know you can, Say ‘Aaaahhhh’, dear Sir.” Than happily hums, smiling as if he isn’t doing anything bad. It’s fine, as long as no other demons or other creatures find Wrath. Or that group that he joined in came back with more back up people, it be really horrible if he gets caught here. After all, he is trying to, you know, manipulate Wrath into being his loyal Sin than to Satan. Which is a dumb thing to do, yet here is he is. Doing it.

Wrath didn’t appreciate being in his condition. He felt weak and all around terrible. His leg hurt, and everything was fucking terrible. When Than moved to straddle him, Wrath flinched, staring at him and giving him a look. His gaze went from Than’s face to the spoon of soup being offered to him. “I can feed myself,” he stated, unaware of Than’s desire to manipulate him.

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“Come on. It’ll be fun.”

Than just grins as he drops Wrath on the ground and drags him from be back of his neck and walks over to another room. He ignores any sounds Wrath may make from being dragged on the cold hard floor or purposely bumping the male against the walls and up to a bathroom in a cold room. There is nothing but a single bathtub in the middle of the room.

Than shoves Wrath to hear the other up against the tub and he knows that the other with just one arm and one leg can barely do anything. Especially with how fragile like human he is. The demon simply grins as he leans over to open up the water, knowing full well that Wrath could bite him with his mouth or grab a hold of him, or hell allows crawl away. How pitiful to see such a sin being reduced to this fucking mess.

Wrath waited in the fridge, and he could just barely hear the laugh through the door and the false water. He wondered how much longer he’d be in there, making a face up at the door and blinking. This was kind of boring, actually, now that he knew what he was actually in.

When Than returned and opened the fridge, he made an attempt to pull himself out with his arm, but he was grabbed by the collar instead. He coughed and gasped as his lungs were forced to readjust to the air rather than the thicker sort of-water from in the fridge. Wrath struggled, giving Than a nasty look, but the mention of a bath was oddly nice.

There had to be a catch. “Not particularly.” As much as he’d like to be clean from the blood and all that nonsense, he didn’t trust the demon at all.

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He looks over at the Sin, wondering what is the best method to monopolize this asshole to him. To mentally manipulate and ensures the other will just become his, that is a fun project. Than shifts a bit to snort at the words as he stood up to straddle Wrath instead and grab the soup bowl in his hands and moves to spoon feed the weakened Sin. “You’ll be out of here before you know it, my Lord. I’ll be a good caretaker for you.” He simply smiles happily.

Of course he was huffy. The powerful sin of Wrath was reduced to… this. He poked at his food a little before raising his brows and looking over at Than. “That long…?” He lowered his gaze. “I guess that could be worse.” Could have been years rather than weeks. “Shut up.”

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ah yes time to go on Alfred to fix up his theme

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Oh, she seen him around. That means his good guy status is getting around, perfect. He can’t help but to smile as he settles to pay attention to her. He ignores his friends that tries to get his attention as he focuses on her. Everything about Abby is beautiful up close, he never felt more happy. Yeah, he has taken pictures of her from his phone or stalks her on social media sites but it’s nothing compared to her actual beauty.

“Really? Then shall I still introduce myself or have you already heard of me?” He winks at her with a grin, hearing his friends laughing behind him. He didn’t bother because all he cares is the lady in front of him. He had remembered that he scared off one of his friends that joked about wanting to make out with Abby in front of him.

No one has made a comment again after that dismissing it that he has gotten his sights on Abigail. Than knows that as school continues, there is someone that’ll fall for her. She’s to perfect to not to, so to prevent it. He’s going to get to know her personally and kill anyone that does the same with the intention of loving her more than him.

No one can love her more than him.

Abigail was known by most of the students in their school, a generally kind person who kind of kept to herself sometimes, but was social enough not to be considered a loner. She knew about Nathan, or Than as he insisted people call him, and although they never spoke she thought he was a pretty nice person.

Today was a pretty slow day though, classes seemed to drag on and on. Once it was lunch time her friends dragged her along up to the roof, some talking about their crushes and some talking about issues at home.

When someone came over though she looked up and saw Than standing there smiling at her, which of course she smiled back. “Oh, hey there, yeah I’ve seen you around!“

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Ah yes, history class. The dreaded class she hates the most because she can’t see Thomas. Well, the added fact that she can’t see Thomas at all for the whole class period and him in PE moving around. She hates it and bitterly sat down, but to her luck in this horrible class is moving seats. She quickly takes the seat by the window and looks outside with a defeated sigh wanting to see her pretty crush again.

She pauses as she overhears someone mentioning that Thomas is a good looking guy. All thoughts instantly went dark, were there girls that are planning to even remotely go near her future lover? Are they kidding themselves? They’re nothing. He deserves perfection and that is her. She’s tall, beautiful, rich and intelligent.

She’s everything anyone would want and Thomas is everything she loves. She kept her mouth to herself as she sat there bitterly thinking, no, she didn’t spend all this time watching and admiring Thomas to have some... some girl taking her love! She turns her head to look around, trying to formulate a plan. Yes, she should get information. Starting with Thomas’s friend, Rhys, the sweet lad bound to know what kind of girls Thomas would like right? Time to find him. 

Unlike her, he actually paid attention in class and took notes. His notes had some doodles on them that could land him in the counselor’s office, but they weren’t that bad. He scribbled something down and worked on the example problem the teacher put on the board.

When asked what the answer was, he gave his answer and couldn’t help the small smile when he was praised for being right. The class continued as usual, and nothing out of the ordinary really stood out to him until the bell rang. He put his things back into his bag and started heading for his next class. Suddenly, a girl bumped into him near the door. He made a face, but he didn’t say anything, only assuming that maybe she was in a hurry.

Weird girl.

He spent his next class scribbling and occasionally taking notes, and then the bell rang again for gym. Ah, he liked gym. Thomas left his glasses in the locker room. He only needed them for reading and writing stuff down, so it wasn’t necessary to wear them all the time. He changed into his gym clothes and got into his spot on the floor in the gymnasium with the other students.