Assumption

Kevin awoke in a dark lit room tied to a chair, he couldn't remember when he got here or how, but in a moment that was all going to be revealed. He went to move his hands but they were held back by a leather bond, not only that but his hands were also covered by a plastic of some sort.

"It's to keep you from transforming." A disembodied voice said, Kevin's eyes darted around the room but the single light right above him didn't allow him to see much further than a few feet.

"Who's there?" Kevin asked, still looking around the room. "You don't remember me? My, my Kevin, I'm insulted. After all we've been through, me trying to steal your girl." Kevin's sense awoke at that moment, he knew who this was. He hoped that he was wrong, because if he was right… "Michael Morningstar." Kevin said with a tone of distain.

That's when Michael walked out of the shadows; he looked pretty much the same, aside from his skin tone which now took on a sickly grey color. "So, how's life, Kevin?" Michael paced around Kevin and continued, "Have you managed to keep Gwen to yourself?"

Kevin wanted to bash the brains out of Michael, the guy made him sick. Especially what he did to Gwen a few months ago, the scene replayed itself in his mind. Michael holding a near-dead Gwen in his arms, she had the same lifeless look that Michael now sported.

Then anther thought came to mind, Gwen. Where the hell was she now? "Where's Gwen?" Kevin asked, sounding emotionless. Michael made a clicking noise with his tongue, "You want cut the chase?" He stopped pacing, "I have her, but she doesn't know that. Actually, she thinks you've abandoned her."

Kevin shot Michael a menacing glare, "What did you tell her?" Michael smirked, "Nothing yet." Kevin found himself shaking, he didn't know if it was out of anger or fear, but maybe he didn't want to know.

"Morningstar, you will regret this. Leave Gwen alone." Michael shook his head, "I can't do that. You see, I have an elaborate plan to break Gwen's spirit and ruin her image of you all at the same time."

Kevin stared long and hard at Michael, but it wasn't intimidating him to the least. "On the other side of this wall, there's another room, but you'll be able to see into it." He smirked once again, "Gwen is on the other side, and you, Mr. Levin, get to witness our little conversation."

Michael walked out of the room, leaving an incapacitated Kevin. Then he heard Michael's voice and found himself searching for t again. It was then when the wall right in front of him turned into a kind of mirror.

And what he saw did not make him any less worried or nervous. Gwen was tied to a chair in a similar fashion as Kevin, and she had the same stone-cold expression as Kevin had earlier.

She was going put up a fight, he was confident of that. But he was terrified about what Michaels plan was.

"Gwen, you look lovelier every time I see you." Michaels said, bending down on one knee before her. "Screw you." Was all she said, Kevin smiled, that was his Gwen. "Gwen, darling, you really must be more open." He stood up, "You need to learn to trust me. I mean, who else are you supposed to depend on to save you from this situation?"

Gwen looked up with eyes of pure hatred, "Are you kidding? You got me in this situation!" Michael shook his head slowly, "Your beloved Kevin did, Gwen. Not only that, but he left you." Kevin growled that liar. "Like hell he did." Replied Gwen in a small voice, she scrutinized the ground.

"He left you, Gwen. He left you to cover his own ass." Michael repeated, "He obviously doesn't care." Gwen slowly looked up at Michael and said, "Look, you can tell me whatever crap you want but I am never going to believe you."

Michael was angry now, so he grabbed Gwen's shoulders and grasped them tightly, making Gwen gasp involuntarily. "He knew what I am going to do to you, Gwen." Then he pressed his lips against hers and grabbed her cheeks, disabling her facial movement.

Gwen struggled against him as much as she could, and Kevin struggled against his binds. "Let go of her!" He screamed repeatedly, but Michael didn't for at least fifteen seconds. When he let go of Gwen's face she snapped her face away and gasped for air. She had a look of disgust and disgrace on her face, and then she stared to cry.

Kevin felt his anger boiling, how he dare even touch her. He pulled against this leather on his wrist with such force that he actually broke them. He bent down to untie his legs and he could still hear Gwen sobbing. He was going to kill Michael, especially for what he said next "I am going to make you mine, Gwen, by force if necessary."

The minute Kevin undid his feet he ran out the door and into the hall, he searched for the door nearest to him and ran into it. There Michael was roughly forcing his lips on Gwen and Gwen had given up.

Kevin touched the nearest stone wall and punched Michael in the back f the head. Michael fell limp and Kevin stared at Gwen for a moment before going and untying her. She was still crying, not as badly as before though. He undid the last binding and Gwen plunged herself into his arms, and he held on tight.

"Are you hurt? Bleeding, anything?" Kevin asked, Gwen shook her head and pulled away from Kevin. Her hair was dishevelled, her eyes wet and lifeless. "Did you really leave me?" She asked in a broken voice, Kevin was speechless for a moment.

"I never would dream of leaving you, Gwen." He replied, pulling her back into a warm hug. Gwen felt safe in is arms, and by the time he had carried her outside the abandoned warehouse, she was asleep.