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My Fate Pt 5

Summary:  After Michael and (y/n) were knocked out by their attackers, they were both tied up at the moment.

Warning: Meeting Ben Harmon, Interrogation? Kinda and I don't want to spoil more but there is a mention of switching houses.

Michael's P.O.V

My throat felt so dry that I was coughing up the weird taste in my mouth.What did those people knocked us out with?  Last night, all I could remember is what (y/n) said about my grandma. Did she really took her own life because of me? No I have to find out why. Looked at my surroundings, seeing where I'm at and this looks like the Masters bedroom. The walls were painted white with a nice comfy chair and a vanity kinda like (y/n). Oh my God, (Y/N). She's not in the room with me. I tried to call her name out but to no avail.

"(Y/n) please say something. You bastards hurt her I swear I'll make you regret it!!!" 

"Do not worry, we have no attention of hurting her or you". A calm smooth male voice said. I looked to see a man in his early 40s sitting on the chair. But I don't understand, he wasn't there. How the hell he came to the room without me noticing.

Unless…"Are you a ghost?" I asked.

"Yes, yes I am Michael" he chuckled.

"How do you know my name. Did Constance tell you about me. My grandma where is she I must talk to her" he put his hand up to stop me from speaking any further.

"The spirits is in this house can't be seen unless they want to be seen".

"You mean she doesn't want to see me?" 

"I'm sorry Michael" he frowns. I don't blame her. I wouldn't want (y/n) to see me if I ever hurt her. I hold back the tears that threaten to come out

"Who are you?" I question as he stands up and says "Someone who wants to be seen ,someone who wants to help. If you want to change I can show you". Then I let the tears break free. 

"I'm a monster, why would you want to help me?" I cried. He walks up to me as he unties my hands. "Because I can't help to think of you as my son" he stands back giving me space to get up and I rub both of my wrists. "Even though you're not really".  I stand up from the bed to face him. "Since you know my name, I don't know yours".

"I'm Ben Harmon, a psychiatrist. Well used to. And (y/n) is in my daughter's old room, come on" he gestures as I follow him out of the room straight down the other room as he opens the door to reveal (y/n) laying down sleeping like an angel. But I ran to her side making sure she was okay. Ever since she's awoken me from the dead, I can't help but feel this urge to protect her and care for her. Yes she's been the one that's been caring and protecting me but maybe it's my turn I do the caring and protecting for once.I shook her lightly whispering her name. 

(Y/n) P.O.V

"(Y/n), wake up." whispered a soft voice that sounded familiar. When I wake, a beautiful blond blue eyed boy hovers over me with worry in his eyes. Michael.

"Michael!" I got up so fast wrapping my arms around him, burying my face in the crook of his neck. He had this nice welcoming scent on him, like a baby's scent. I don't care I was glad to see Michael ok. I was the first to pull away.

"I was so worried" I cried.

"Are you kidding, I thought badass witches don't get worried" he said squeezing my shoulders. I looked at the corner of my eye to see a man dressed in a navy blue collar and black slacks matching his dress shoes with his brown hair and brown eyes. In protective mode, I got up pulling Michael behind me as I put my hand up having an invisible force pinning him to the wall.

Third person P.O.V

Michael stood up putting his hand on (y/n) arm but she refused to let her guard down. "(Y/n) listen to me, he means us no harm" he pleaded, trying to put her arm down.

"Are you crazy" she snapped. "Him and someone else took us hostage and you want me to stand down? Give me one good fucking reason Mikey!".

"BECAUSE HE CAN HELP ME!!!" (Y/n) turned her attention towards him dropping her arm hearing Ben fall to the floor with a thud. 

"Just please, hear him out." She looks towards the doctor then at Michael. "He better have a good reason" she gritted.

-Time skip- living room

"So let me get this straight" (y/n) said, standing up from the couch next to Michael and Ben Harmon sitting on his chair.

"You can help Michael with his problems and the only fucking way to do that is for us to move in this murderous house full of ghosts?"

The therapist doctor nodded his head. (Y/n) rolled her eyes not believing a word he's saying but she knows he's telling the truth. But she really cannot be angry at the ghost too much because he hasn't killed her or Michael. She knows Michael might need help but she could have called Cordelia but decided against it because (y/n) does not want her sisters to worry. 

"(Y/n)" Michael broke her out of her thoughts.

"It's okay if you do not want to move into this house, we can find other ways to help me" (y/n) rose her hand placing it on his shoulder and said " No, that would be selfish of me. You need to talk to someone that's a professional" she points to Ben then turns her attention to him. 

"Can you really help him" she asked.

"Yes, it's possible. But I can promise you two no one will harm you here and if they try to do anything ,then tell them to go away"

The two living beings looked at each other, looking for any doubts in their eyes. She may regret it she may not but the witch cares for the young man even if she has to move in this house.

Back at the house of constance

"Yes I understand I just bought the place but I just really like the house next door...

(Y/n) P.O.V

Yeah I'm well aware that people have died there... GOD YES I KNOW ABOUT THE FUCKING PLACE NOW CAN YOU OR CANNOT MOVE ME THERE...You can?...Okay good when can we move?...2 days oh perfect thank you have a nice day" I hung up tossing my phone to the couch as I sat down next to Michael who had this look like damn girl.

"How are you today" I asked in a sarcastic way and both started laughing. My God how can my life get more crazier than this.

"Okay so in 2 days we will be able to move into that house".

"Well yeah I heard you when you were hollering at the salesman. I bet you even made his ears bleed" he joked. Then the phone rang on my side as I answered it.

"Hello"

" Hello is this Ms.(Y/n) (Y/l/n)?"

"Yes this is she."

"Oh good this Ms Solomon from the Palmer elementary and I looked over your resume and I must say I am impressed. Would you like to start next week."

"Yes perfect thank you"

"Wonderful I'll see you next week on Monday."

I turned my attention towards Michael with beam.

"I got the job!" (Y/n) exclaimed

Michael's P.O.V

"Oh God that's great!" We wrapped our arms around each other like we did back in murder house. But this time I don't think I want to let go of her embrace. I don't know why but I never felt cared for like my grandma. I honestly don't care about her anymore if she doesn't want to see me that's fine. It may hurt me to say this but it's for the best.  I'm going to be starting a new chapter with (y/n) and I'm glad to see where this journey is heading.

-meanwhile back at murder house

"Look I understand you three are angry but-"

"Are you out of your goddamn mind Ben" Vivian, Tate, and Constance were livid that Ben would talk the girl and the boy to move in a house full of ghosts.

"But nothing, that boy I raised was an abomination and one day he will hurt that girl" constance said after lighting her cigarette.

"Well she's a witch" Ben added. Now everyone wasn't happy except maybe his daughter violet and Moira the maid.Tate was so furious that he had to walk away along with Vivian and Constance but not before she said "I hope to God I know what you're doing" and disappeared.

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My Fate pt 4

The face you can't say no to

Summary:  You find Michael standing in front of the one house that everybody died in and what he asks you...Wells let's just say you were like fuck no

Warning: Breaking and Entering Murder House, language, you unlock a power of you're own, captured

Y/n's P.O.V

It's been 3 days living with Michael and we've have been pretty well. There were bad times where Michael would leave his clothes on the bathroom floor, fights about taking turns in the shower or watching TV, toothpaste in the sink, drinking from the juice/milk container etc etc etc. But we've learned how to talk it out and taking turns. I was just coming home from dropping off an application for teachers aid at an elementary school that's 30 minutes away from the house. The lady, named ms.Solomons said she would give me a call this week or next. I fished my phone out of my pocket skirt to check the time and see if anybody called till I saw Michael standing outside of an very old house.

“Michael?” I called out but he stood there like a statue. My eyes followed what was Michael gazing at. An old classic Victorian house that looked like it was built in the 1920’s.

“They call it murder house” I turn my attention to Michael as he turns his head towards me.

“My grandma told me a story about it. 36 deaths have occurred and been documented in the house from 1922 to 2011."

I never knew that. Well how could I know, I lived in New Orleans my whole life and this is the first time I'm living in LA.

“ Michael, maybe we should go inside”

“To murder house” he asked almost excited. Serious infact. I hope that was a joke. “No, I meant our house" I pointed.

"Okay maybe later tonight after dinner" he asked.

"No way" I scolded.

"Oh come on (y/n) please, I really-" I cut him off putting my hand up.

"No, no no no no no no no and end of discussion. I had enough madness for almost a week, so let's go!” I grab him by the hand as walked to our home. Plus that place is gated. Yes I know how to pick locks but I still don't want to take the chance of me and Michael getting in trouble or worse, killed.

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Tonight it was homemade lasagna with Cesar salad and garlic bread. I called Michael down for dinner as he strides over to the kitchen.

“Oh great my favorite. You are an awesome chef” Michael complimented me, I know something smells fishy going on and I don't like it. I hope Michael doesn't bribe about the house again. I take my seat across from Michael as we dig in.

“Is this lasagna homemade” he asks with food stuffed in his mouth. Yep I knew he was going to do this, he's going to talk me into it.

“Yes Michael it is. I know what you're doing it's not going to work” I tell him as I take a bite as he takes a bite of the garlic bread.

“ You know there are ghosts living there” he eggs on and I rolled my eyes.

“Michael, end of discussion now eat”.

“Fine..prude” he huffed. Did this shit head just call me no fun? So I threw a crouton at him as he looked at me dead in the eye having Selene hissing at the both of us and we went back to eating. He started it.

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After we finished cleaning the kitchen he still kept pegging on about that goddamn murder house next door. I've made it clear to him if he talks to me about murder house one more time I'm making him sleep outside of the backyard.

Michael knows I won't do it but still he keeps it up I'll turn him into a mouse if I have to. Hey Selene is a cat and Michael would be the mouse...Tom and Jerry. I laughed at just the thought of that a little. Picking up the brush as I sat in front of the mirror brushing the knots out of my (h/l) (h/c) hair after blow drying it. Selene hops on top of my vanity table, purring against me as I give her kisses on top of her snowy white head.

KNOCK KNOCK

Probably Michael going to bother me about murder house. I slammed my brush down, marching my way to the door and opening my door harshly.

I expect to see Michael in his pajamas but instead he is dressed in all black hoodie, jeans and boots. Is he planning on going to that house alone? He can't be serious, can he?

“May I please come in��� with seriousness in his voice. I nodded my head as he walks into the room where he takes a seat on my bed along with him.

All was heard were silence until I spoke first.

“ Michael, why do you want to go to that house so bad? Is it about what your grandma told you about the history of that house?” Michael kept his gaze on the wooden floor, hands on his lap.

“Michael, please.” I place my hand on top of his as he looks up at me. I need to understand why you feel like you need to fulfil that duty”.

He says “ I believe my grandma is in that house.” I made this quizzical look at Michael.

“ But Michael you don't even know if your grandma died, she could be in Hawaii drinking pina coladas not giving a damn about you”.

“You don't understand, (y/n)” he pinched the bridge of his nose already irritated. 'well join the club Mikey'.

“ On what? please enlighten me because I am dying to hear this!” I snapped.

“I SAW HER ALRIGHT” he shouted. I’m not so sure if I heard this one right but did he just said that he “saw her” like in the flesh saw her. “ Michael are you sure you saw what you saw?”

“You’re a witch right” he retorted.

“ Michael just because I’m a fucking witch that doesn't mean i've spoken nor seen ghosts” I retorted back. But I get what he's saying, I would want to know if anyone I known are either dead or alive.

“Plus this was my grandma's bedroom, the fireplace was always her favorite part of her room,” he said. Goddamnit, I can’t believe I'm going to do this.

I got up from my bed walking to my dresser taking out socks, pants and a long sleeve.

“ Michael get out I need to change please.” Michael turned around with a smile plastered on his face and eyes litting up.

“So that means-”

“GET OUT BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND!”

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The time was 10:45 pm and so far the neighborhood is clear. God, Michael better appreciate this because I just might get killed.

We stopped in front of the house. Just by looking at it gives me the creeps, it's even more creepier during night time. I look around my surroundings to make sure it's clear. I wouldn't like it if my neighbors found out that i'm a witch, even though Ms.Goode addressed to the world about witches.   

“Okay Michael, I need you to take my hand”

He turns around with a questioning look as I annoyingly sighed.

“In order for me to get into that goddamn fucking murder house I need to teleport us inside”. He finally got the memo, holding on to me as I concentrate on where I want to land.

As I take a hair pin out of my hair, fiddling with the lock. I could use my magic to unlock the door but it's only one lock so it shouldn't be a problem plus anything simple doesn't always needs to be solved by magic.

"Can you just unlock it with your magic. You know, it'll go a little bit faster" .

"Patience is a virtue" Michael is anxious I know, hell I'm scared out of my pants but I felt so bad for Michael and wanted to do this for him.

'just a little more and-'

WHAM

I jumped, covering my mouth from screaming when Michael kicked the door open.

Giving him my death glare he did a kind gesture as he bowed saying " After you m'lady" and I walked trying to stay angry at him but I couldn't. The house was so dark and dusty I felt like I was going to sneeze. Plus it felt really cold, cold as death. Why did I agree to come here oh why didn't I put my foot down and said that beautiful word "No"?

Oh I know why because Michael guilt tripped me that's why. Michael tapped me on the arm and saw he had a flashlight in his hand passing it to me as I thanked him, turning on the light.

The inside of the house looked more beautiful than the outside of the house, damn I think would have picked this one instead if it weren't for the bad vibes I'm getting, the very spooky kind.  

"Hey, let's go there" Michael's ready to storm to the right room but not before I caught him by the hoodie, dragging his goofy ass over here.

"Look, I already feel the dark presence of this spooky pretty house. So we must stick together, capiche?!" I whispered harshly and Michael nods his head looking almost hurt.

"I'm sorry. I just don't want anything bad happening to you Mikey, I've known you for 3 days and I don't want you out of my sight." I finished. Michael gives me a sheepish smile as we moved on to what I believe is the living room. Every piece of furniture and sofa had been covered, except for that record player and laid a bottle of whiskey, pills, and a bright red lipstick. That's odd. Michael strides over examining the things on the coffee table.

" This was my grandma's favorite lipstick" he picks up the make-up product handing it to me.

I take it then something weird started happening like I was pulled to a different timeline.

There was an old caucasian woman who had short beehive blonde hair wearing a blue flowy dress dancing as the music was playing in the background, applying red to her lips and swallowing the pills with whiskey. Oh my God. Wait, oh no that's...that's Michael's grandmother.

Third person's P.O.V

Michael's friend stood there like she saw a ghost, shaking. He said her name to get her attention then put both of his hands on his shoulder and shook her lightly to make her snap out of it. Finally she came back to earth.

"(Y/n) are you ok, what happened?" He asked, worried that something triggered her.

"Michael this was my first time seeing the past. Oh my God Mikey I'm sorry" she choked a sob.

"You're grandmother, I believe she killed herself"  

"What?" He gasped. But before they can continue their conversation, someone attacks them from behind covering their mouths with a handkerchief as the two breathed in the smell of chloroform. They finally lose consciousness as their unknown kidnappers drag them up the stairs to the Masters bedroom for now and when morning comes the complicated couple will interrogate the trespassers for breaking into their home.

A/n: uh-oh. Finally here's part 4.

I have 2 questions for you guys

Should I re-edit My fate pt 123?

2. How do I make a master list?

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My Fate - Prologue

Summary: this is how the story begins when Michael dies, Constance burried him in the garden among all the “presents” he brought her and then killed herself in the Murder House.

Michael was dying in the middle of the road after he'd been struck by a mysterious driver that ran him over, over and over again until he was crippled, bloody and dying. Now he lays on the road scared in his grandmother's arms telling her how much he is scared. He begs her to take him to the house, the murder house. So they could at least be somewhat together forever. Michael didn't mean to bring any horror or misery into her life.

But Constance thought of another way. Yes she may be her grandson but she was too terrified of him to let him live. She could no longer bare the boy anymore.

"Go to hell" were her final words to him as she picks herself up walking away from Michael alone to die. Michael was shocked by Constance's words. He wanted call out to her and tell her she was sorry for the misery and horror he caused her. And as Michael takes his final breath looking up to the sky and with that he finally dies.

As for Constance, she couldn't leave her grandchild in the middle of the road or everyone in the neighborhood will start talking as she drags Michael's lifeless, crippled body to her backyard where she buried the rest of Michael's dead animal gifts and covered it up with rose plants. His body was buried next to the tree then. After she buried Michael, she spit on his grave and walked away from the rose garden grabbing a few things from her house before heading to the murder house.

The murder house was quiet as she expected to be and walked to the living room setting her favorite record disc, her shade of lipstick, pills and a bottle of whiskey. She apply her lipstick then walks over to the old record player, blowing the dust away as she places the disc on the record player. As the music plays she starts to dance like the world was going to end downing the pills with her favorite brand of whiskey one by one and she sits herself on the couch as she slowly goes to a deep, deep slumber. A slumber she will never wake up from but she will awake as a ghost, as she will reunite with her three children. The fourth one, Adelaide was hit by a car on Halloween night just like what happened to Michael.

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It's been 6 years since that tragic day and no one knows what Happened to Constance, know one even knows about Michael because Constance never said anything about the child. How could she when her grandson grew from a seed to a sprout. So the house has been for sale ever since Constance left.

Until one day, a home dealer had gotten a call from a young woman from Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies saying she's interested in buying a particular house she saw on their website.

The young lady that bought Ms Constance Langdon's house was named (y/n) (y/l/n).

And so the journey begins.

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My Fate - Pt 1

It was kinda hard for me to leave the academy. All of my dear witch sisters begged me to stay another day in New Orleans even Queenie, Zoe, Nan, Misty, Madison, Coco and Mallory begged me to stay another day but I couldn't afford another stay, but I told them I would Skype them once I'm settled into my new home. Cordelia and Myrtle were like the mothers I'd never had when I first came to the academy. They told me if I needed anything from them I'll always have a place in the academy. I'm in my 20s now and I made enough money to buy myself a house in Los Angeles. I know Los Angeles is far away from New Orleans but I needed a change, in a good way. The train ride wasn't so bad. I had my own snacks and anime shows to watch on my phone on Netflix, it was pretty much less boring even with my white furry cat Selene. I had Selene since I was 12, she's like my best friend. I know it's weird having a cat for a friend but she's been with me through my troubled times and good times, especially at the academy. The girls loved her so much that they would bring her treats and all, she's like a spoiled princess but I still love her.

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"Ma'am we've made it to your destination" my Uber driver woke me from my sleep. I rubbed my eyes as I looked out from outside to see our new home. Holy cow it looked so much prettier than the photo on their website. "Look Selene it's our new home" I said with excitement in my voice and Selene softly meowed in agreement. My god even the marigolds and the roses really brighten the house. I exit out of the car breathing in the fresh air of a new chapter holding my cat in her bag. My driver helped me with my luggage out of the trunk and parted ways. The movers we're supposed to be here around 2pm but it looks like I'm way early. I bet the house is very dusty and all. Well I can kill two birds with one stone. I quickly ran to my new home, going up the stairs and taking out the keys that the salesman mailed me. We pretty much did the interview for the house on Skype, explaining me about the history and all. I finally get the doors to open as I walked into my house feeling something not right. Selene, my cat was hissing once I've set her down .

"You're right Selene, something is strange and not in a good way." I went inside my purse, pulling out sage and a lighter to burn the sage as I wave it around the house Chanting the words "Bless this new house, may the positive power endure. Forever more, strengthen and end power during this bewitching hour, negativity at Bay I bless this home " I keep repeating this chant over and over walking to the kitchen, living room, bedrooms, bathrooms and everything I can to do to purify the house . Then, lastly the back yard. It reminded me of beauty and the beast with the rose garden from the castle but this one I got a real bad feeling like death. Selene ran to the roses trying to dig something up.

I couldn't have my cat dirty when the movers come as I picked her up and started to meow in protest. As much as I want to find out about what's under the rose plants, Its best to wait .

"No Selene, we'll have to dig later but for now we have to tidy up the house okay" I said as she purred in agreement.

As we walk inside, I check the time. It's 1:50. I won't be able to have enough time to at least clean up. Hmm.....unless I use my magic to make this house clean. I know it sounds lazy of me to use my powers for little things but there is nothing wrong if you only have so little time. I put Selene down for a bit as I say this spell that my aunt showed me when I was little.

"God’s and Goddess’ divine power.Join with my own in this hour. Harmful magicks to disarm. Guard our home from any harm. Floors to ceilings, walls to walls, In the bedrooms down the halls, Kitchen, restrooms, yards and more. Every window, every door from both mundane and arcane. Safe within we will remain.By these powers I decree. As I will so mote it be"

As I finished the spell, I hear a honking sound. It must be the movers. I'm so excited about this day. I have a feeling this is a good change.

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My Fate Pt 3

Summary: After (Y/n) takes care of Michael,he wakes up in the morning confused as hell and wants answers same as her.

Warning: reader undressing Michael but keeps her eyes on his face, Michael wrapped in a towel, cursing, mentions of virginity.

Michael faints in my lap after he told me who he is. Thank my fucking ancestors that I'm a witch because this man weighs a ton for a skinny.

I use transmutation to teleport to the bathroom and get him clean. This is going to be very difficult for me because how am I supposed to bathe him while he's out ? Again he's heavy.

I'm going to have to wake him a little bit, but he's so peacefully asleep I don't want to wake him up. Let me look up online on how to bathe someone unconscious.

I look it up and nothing except either bathing with him (which I rather avoid) or bathe him in bed (now that's a good idea) or even better, let him sit on the tub while I bathe him so I could avoid getting my clothes wet and not be naked with a stranger. I set the shower for warm temperature. As I wait for the water to be warm I start to take off his jean jacket, yellow dirty shirt and start to unbuckle his khaki pants throwing them in the hamper behind me. The last article is his briefs. Holy crap oh God. I've never seen a actual penis except on a porn website that I accidentally saw when I had to borrow Madison's laptop. I've actually never even done it with a man.

I have to suck it up, I have to suck it up.

I keep saying it like a mantra. I take a deep breath and remove his underpants. I just kept my eyes on him not his “thing”.

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This was the hardest task for me than performing the seven wonders.

I had a little strength to help him to the guest room is as he lands perfectly on the bed. I made sure a towel is wrapped around his waist and I finally tuck him in the covers removing the bangs from his face. He looked so much like an angel. The fire alarm goes off in the kitchen as I go downstairs I see smoke coming from the oven. I quickly open up the windows then quickly opened up the oven to be greeted with black smoke in my face. I ran the near drawer to find a rag as I fanned out it out the best I can.

As for the pizza, well there is no point in eating it unless I enjoy burnt pizza then I'm probably crazy.

Instead of a warm meal for dinner I thought a nice (f/f) ice cream was a good way to cool things down after one crazy night. Especially when you just moved in to your new home.  Selene, now soundly asleep in bed while watching a little bit of TV as myself start to go into a deep slumber and deal with the situation tomorrow.

Next this is Michael's POV

Michael's P.O.V

After grandma threw me out and not caring or worrying about where to go. She basically doesn't care if I sleep on a fucking bench. None other less I still love her, maybe if I go to the park for a little bit and then maybe I can return home so we can forgive each other. That happy thought was soon cut off as I was struck by someone's car. I laid  on the ground hurt. I can barely move. The car stops probably going to check on me. The person behind the wheel backs up their vehicle and runs me over again

Again.

Again.

And again.

I wake up gasping for air. I'm back in my old room.

"It was only a dream. Ha it was just a bad dream" I chuckled as I laid back down rubbing my eyes. Or is it my room.  Looked around closely to see that I'm laying in a king size bed, instead of my dresser being white they were mahogany and a flat screen TV ? Where is my video game system and my desk along with my shelf with my other stuff. Well I guess there is a shelf that's stacked with books and bored games.  I decide to climb out of bed and look down at myself with only a towel wrapped around me and surprisingly clean. I remember a girl, the one who hit me in the face.

Could she be the one who cleaned me. Probably that's why I'm naked. I hope she cleaned my clothes, maybe there are clothes in the dresser.

I walked over to the dresser as I open to find it empty. Figures. Okay, as long as I'm wearing the towel around my waist I'll still be covered.

As I come to open the door there she appeared in pink pajamas with mices printed on them and about to reach the knob. It was the girl who cleaned me. Wow, I've never seen anyone that looks so beautiful. Her (h/l) (h/c) so healthy I bet it never has split ends, her skin looks so soft, her (e/c) eyes can hypnotize anyone and...she is holding my clothes.

“Good morning Michael”

“Good morning umm” She hands me my clean clothes.

“(Y/n) (/l/n) but please call me by my first name” she says nervously. “Oh when you are dressed you may come down for breakfast with me and Selene”.

“Selene?” I gave her a questioning look.

“Oh my cat, she's friendly of course. But enough with me talking you must be dressed you won't be naked. okay I'll be gone.” The girl name (y/n) leaves down stairs heading to the kitchen I believe.

(Y/n) P.O.V

I just got done with pancakes and bacon placing them each on the plate. 2 pancakes and 5 strips of bacon. I don't know if he prefers orange juice, milk or coffee. I'll just ask him when he comes down. He may actually fit into my ex-boyfriend's clothes and shoes. I heard the padded footsteps coming from the stairs to see Michael dressed in his old clean clothes.

“Hey, you're just in time for breakfast. Would you like coffee, orange juice or milk “ I've asked him.

“ Umm I've never tried coffee before, how is it ? “ He asked.

“Well to me it's good, would you like to try mine” he nodded his head. I pass him my cup as he takes small sips of mine until he almost drinks the whole thing. I start to giggle and say “ You can keep it, I'll pour myself another cup”.

I take a cup from the cabinet, adding stuff to my coffee and take a seat across from Michael. He looks at me as if he's waiting for me to give him the go ahead to eat.

“ Please, eat. You've been underground for since God knows when.” He doesn't wait for me to tell him twice as he eats like he's never ate before, like literally. I began to eat as well. This is so fucking weird. I've never thought I would be having someone from the grave to eat breakfast with me.

“Hey, Michael. May I ask you some questions?” I asked. He pauses before putting another pancake in his mouth, dropping the fork.

“I as well would like to ask some questions to Ms. (Y/n)” .

“ just (y/n) please” I say to him and he nodded.

For a little bit of awkward silence until I broke it.

“So Michael, if you don't mind me asking what happened to you like how did you die.”

Michael was hesitant at first but he answered.

“ Well first of all, this used to be my home until you moved in. Actually is this year 2015 still” he asked.

“ Wait no, this is 2020. You've been dead for 6 years.” His blue eyes widened, shocked that he been dead for 6 years. Damn Id be in the same position as Michael. Michael explains what happened to him.

“And second off, My grandma and I had a fight and she told me she never wanted me nor see me again then-”

“Oh my god she killed you ?”

“No” he retorted. “But she did left me on road for dead after she told me to go to hell”. Wait what? He tells me his grandmother didn't kill him but left her grandson on the road for dead after telling him to go to hell.

“Did you get a good look at who killed you” he shook his head. “All I know is that a black car hit me. I don't know what kind of car it was, I'm sorry.” He looked like he wanted to cry.

“I probably deserved it, after I killed the animals and the priest I should have stayed dead. I'm a monster” he cried. So the dead animals were his doing...and a priest, what priest? But I'm not the kind of person to judge, a wise woman once  taught me ‘

‘those who judge will never understand and those who understand will never judge.’

I rubbed my hand on top of his as he looked up at me with his teary blue eyes.

“Listen Michael,what you did was in the past. People can change and deserve a second chance” I finished.

“Why do you want to help me” he wipes his tears away.

“I just told you, everyone deserves a second chance in life. Even if you done plenty dirty deeds. You probably have questions for me too, don't  you.” He nodded his head.

I take a deep breath and “ Michael I was the one who brought you back to life. My cat Selene found dead animals from yours and grandmother's backyard and I guess when I brought them back from the dead I also brought you.” He's getting confused, oh dear.

“ Michael what I'm trying to say is that I'm….well... a witch” I admitted. “ And no not like wizard of Oz, Sabrina the teenage witch or any sort. I'm talking from the old age witch. I came from a private school in New Orleans, Louisiana called Miss Robichaux's Academy for Exceptional Young Ladies where young witches are automatically enrolled once their powers have been uncovered.we've been taught the history of our kind on how to practice witchcraft, to discover and control our abilities” I finished. I was waiting for Michael to laugh at me or be scared of me but he crossed his arms cocking his head.

“Prove it”.

“What ?” I tried to replay what he just said but I thought he just told me to prove it to him that I'm a witch.

“It's the only way that I'm going to believe you” he said. I took a big sigh using one of my powers, pyrokinesis. I concentrate on the coffee cup as it boils then flames erupted from the cup making Michael jump out of his chair. Then I transmuted behind him poking his shoulder turning around so fast that he's seen a ghost.

“That-that”

“Michael please relax I'm not going to hurt you” I reassured him.

“Was awesome!” He exclaimed having a smile on his face.

“Wait really, you ain't scared of me” I asked, I'm very shocked because if I show these abilities to normal people then they'll run away screaming monster. Well not really but still

“Not at all, I think you would have killed me again if you were a bad evil witch but you are a good awesome witch” he finishes. Selene rubs up against me as I picked her up, rubbing her face against mine. Michael tries to pet her but Selene immediately hisses at Michael. He steps away from her.

“Selene will get used to you Michael don't take it offensive” I said. Michael tucks both his hands in his pockets and nods.

This is going to be one hell of a strange adventure.

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Michael Langdon

My Fate (ML Fanfic Story)

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2❤️

3💔❤️

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5❤️

Sangtuary (Vampire! Michael and Jeffrey X vampire/human!Reader and Divine)

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My Fate Pt 2

Summary: After your trip to the grocery store, you find Selene digging the gardens again. But what you find leaves you clueless

After having the movers help move my new stuff in that Coco helped pick out for me from letgo, I finally was settled in as I plop myself on the couch and Selene hopped on my stomach while I turn on the TV. Nothing good was on except Sabrina the teenage witch so that one is good.

This show reminded me of Selene and I but except she doesn't talk .

Beep beep

My phone goes off. I take it out of my pocket and saying it's Queenie on Skype. I pressed the button and it was Queenie and the girls. Both of them sitting on her bed squealing and saying hi.

"oh hey girls"

"Hey (y/n) how are you and Selene settled in your new home" asked Zoe.

"The house is perfect from the outside and inside, 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a big kitchen with a dining room and a living room. Plus the backyard came with a rose garden" I explained.

"Any cute shirtless boys in your area" of course Madison would ask that question but I gotta love her. When she said that she got glares and a shut up from Queenie.

"What, she needs to get that big-" before Madison could finish her sentence she was hit with a pillow by none other than Misty.

" Oh my God girls, you are too much" I laughed.

" We must visit you one day " Nan said in her happy voice.

"I know, I'm already missing you".

"We really miss ya doll, hope ya make the time to come out here" Misty says.

"Yeah it's totally quiet here. It's going to be weird without your loud music blaring, your jokes and pranks" Mallory said.

"Oh, Girls listen quit mopping around because of me I mean look were talking and we're laughing and all. This isn't goodbye, I'm still going to see my sisters one day" I said smiling.

" Oh god, we love and miss you (y/n)" Coco said almost about to tear up and Mallory held her close .

" Oh I almost forgot, how is supreme Cordelia and Myrtle" I asked.

" The ladies went out for a grocery run but they said they will contact you when they can" Queenie answered.

"Oh okay, well sorry I have to go now and feed Selene and I so chat later girls" as we both said our goodbyes, I picked up the phone to looked up grocery stores near me as I go up stairs to my bedroom and order myself a Uber. I've found a Ralphs near by typed the direction to where I need to go.

It said the driver will be here about 3 minutes. Cool, that gives me enough time to quickly get out of my jeans and my FOB t-shirt and change into my yellow sundress leaving on my black and white sneakers and putting on my Jean jacket .

---2 to 3 from the grocery store---

I thanked the Uber driver for the ride and helping me with the groceries before he drove off. Damn I've never seen a grocery store packed. In New Orleans, their market was small and not a lot of whole people. I pull out my house key out of my jean jacket as I insert it into the keyhole and unlocking it. I came inside, going to the kitchen to set down the three bags of groceries. I thought frozen pizza would be easy meal to cook. And as for Selene, I got her friskies dry and wet food.

I pulled out four boxes of pizza, to see which ones I should have. Either pineapple, meat lovers, cheese or supreme. Hmm..I think I'm going to go with the supreme. Every time I see supreme pizza I think of the supreme witch. I don't know why but I always make a joke about supreme pizza between supreme witch.

I shoved that in the oven and start to put the food and things for the house. I even bought Selene a pink brush with red hearts on them and a pet stuffy mouse to play with.

Speaking of Selene, where is she ?

"Selene. Selene darling " I called to her but no meow or no padding steps. That's so odd of Selene. Every time I come home she always comes to me. Maybe she's sleeping. I came out of the kitchen going to go upstairs to see if she is laying in her bed until I found the backdoor opened. Odd, I thought I closed it before the movers came. I turned my direction from the stairs to the back door. I felt a chill, making me flatten my yellow sundress.

But once I came out to the backyard I found Selene digging out what I could not believe my eyes . Selene. Digging out. Fucking. Deceased animals.

"SELENE!" I ran to her as I picked her up away from their rotten cats, rats and dogs. They were all scattered. So that's what was under the rose plants.

"Selene what is all this and why did you -" Wait a sec...Was this the reason why for the bad energy going on in the house, was because of the Dead animals. By the looks of these poor animals they were brutally killed.

"Who would do such a thing ?" I asked myself. Did the people who sold me this house knew and not told me or they did not know about this ? Maybe the person that lived here was psycho or serious issues...maybe both.Well I don't know what to do I mean, I just can't put them back where Selene found them because then I would feel like shit for doing that. I'm a softy when it comes to poor animals like these. Maybe there is another way but I haven't used this spell in a while. It is the ability to balance life's scale and return someone from the dead. I drop to my knees in front of the Dead letting Selene step aside.

I first clear my mind and let only the positive thoughts flow through my mind, placing my flat palms on the grass and start to perform this wonder as I whisper the two words.

"vitalum vitalis".

I feel the shiver as the cold wind blew at my direction almost making my dress go up. I start to see the animals start to form into their normal selves, undoing the wounds that they had. The animals I've brought back to life start to scurry away, hopping over the white fence. Selene went inside the house, probably waiting for a bath. The thought of coming inside a warm house and giving Selene a bath was soon cut off when I felt something grab ahold of both of my ankles making me fall to the ground. I quickly look to see...hands and a head coming out of the ground? What the fuck. My fear got the better of me as I start to scream, trying so hard to get away from what ever is trying to do God knows what. I look anywhere to see a hard object to find to hit the person but no luck.

Unless

I try to turn myself around and knock him out. I followed my instinct, squirming a little until I got room to turn myself around and fist him square in the jaw as he fell to the ground. But he was still awake. Wait, he? A boy? Well more like a man....hold up he was burried too, the fuck is going on here.

" Ow, please don't hurt me I I didn't mean to scare you please" he whimpered as I crouch down to meet eye level with the man thats covered in dirt but I can still make of his handsomely beautiful features, piercing blue eyes, golden blonde hair. He wears a jean jacket with a yellow shirt and khakis plus he's barefooted.

" Hey hey, it's okay you are okay. Can you tell me you're name sir" I asked. He calms himself down making, eye contact with me as I placed my hands on his shoulders.

"M-Michael, Michael Langdon".

Finally, part 2 is up. Plus what took me forever to get this part right was Everytime I tried to save it sometimes won't save and I have to start over again and my brain is like on fire but I finally got it saved and it's ready. Part 3 will be coming next week or weekend.

And here's a picture of Michael to say I'm sorry

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