Suddenly a feeling just started to ripple through my skin almost as if his aura was calling to me but in the form of a song. A song starts to play in my head, its almost like a gift or blessing.

“Im glad to see my gifts have reached you, you turned out to be more than what My Father described. A light made to guide me and a goddess destined to be by my side TO WORSHIP and LOVE. Most of all, a clay to mould into my perfect image, oh how Im itching to corrupt you. “ He says his smirk/smile never leaving his face.

“ WHO ARE YOU AND WHY AM I HERE!!!!!! STOP WITH YOUR LITTLE MIND GAMES!!!” , I say in anger as if my feathers are ruffling and claws out ready to dig his eyes out. 

“Very Straight forward I see My songbird but you can retract your claws their is no need for either one of us to be hurt. I am Michael Langdon, my love and as stated in the letter I am the fortold.......death itself...... THE ANTICHRIST and you have been destined by MY FATHER, SATAN HIMSELF to be be my Soulmate...my light in the darkness that is ME. THE QUEEN OF MY NEW WORLD.......MY SONGBIRD” , Michael recites as if he’s quoting Shakespeare himself.

“ Your QUEEN..........GODDESS?!?! Please Sir, their must be some mistake!! I’m not the one you’ve been waiting for your father made a mistake. I have nothing special about me. I’m as plain jane as they come, so your waisting your time.” , I respond with just as much emotion.

“Oh Darling, my innocent little thing. That’s where your wrong. So let me ask you this. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN.......................you sing” Michael asks curiously.

I think back to all the times I sang, people flocked around me to listen. It was almost like mind control. Flashbacks seem to cover me like a tsunami where my parents saying my singing was a gift and that HE would come after me. Being so wrapped up in my memories i didnt noticed he was already sitting observing my body language.

“Exactly kitten....Your voice is a Siren Song only factor is that individuals don’t die from it. Along with that, you can read an individuals aura as a song you sing. I wonder what song ill be. FLY TO ME LITTLE BIRD, SING YOUR SONG FOR YOU MASTER.” , Michael speaks causing me to go in a trance

(These are the songs that you see in Michael’s Aura)

MICHAEL’S POV ( YEA NOW ITS HIS TURN)

My Love, My QUEEN..........................My Songbird!

She was everything HE pictured!!!!! Innocent, almost angelic even. Fierce when it comes to protecting herself and the ones she loves. Shes all mine the only kind hearted soul on this pathetic piece of rock. Her gift will make me more powerful. Ill cant wait to corrupt her in every sense of the word, although I would love to keep her as the innocent bird she is but a little darkness never hurt anyone.

Since Ms. Mead told me of my destiny, I’ve done nothing but try to fullfil my father’s will but he says i would need one more thing...A bride. He has communicated with me in my dreams many times and he said will give me someone truly worthy. A virgin spirit with the gift and voice of an Angel. The one to be my light in my eternal darkness. THE ONE TO BE MY BRIDE.

I REMEMBER WHEN I FIRST SAW HER...........

We were in high school at the time. She was everything that the people wanted.  A smile graced her lips, luminous as the sun itself. 

Heart as kind as a mother 

A voice that rivaI the ANGELS themselves. 

A goddess sent to plague my soul because they knew i could never have,

I was entranced and enraptured by her .

I knew in my heart and whatever soul I had left that she was destined to be mine and I will have her and with my MY FATHER’s help ill see the world burned to the ground and begin anew. Her power and mine will be unparallel and the world will be as we see fit.

Shes going to need me as much as I need HER

Alas I’ll have to wait until she wakes up,  for now my bird returns to her cage where she can never escape.For we have a wedding......well I have a Wedding to plan. Then our new WORLD can begin.............