Vengeful Possession

please read Welcome back readers. I'm very happy that you enjoyed "Things are not always as they seem". This is a warning. My last story was a lot more humorous, a lot more happier with a happy ending. A few nights ago I decided to start writing the sequel problem was I had no clue on how to go about making it. I didn't want to make a story that seemed somewhat alike to others. And truthfully I really don't think I did. I have a co writer for this story. One of my closest friends Lauren and she helped me put this story together. Again a warning. This story is a lot harder, depressing, and some acts that go on may not be suitable and people may not appreciate. It's a different side that we're bringing out. I hope you still enjoy it and still read it.

Marriage in it's purest form

Selena smiled. Six months. It had been six months she was named Mrs. Ichabod Crane. Life had been wonderful since then. She and Masbath had left Sleepy Hollow, leaving Katrina behind to take care of their home while in toe meeting a man who she became engaged to not but a few weeks ago.

And now she lived here in New York, as she walked down the narrow streets the warm air caressing her face the sun shinning brightly as ever.

She had never realized such happiness until her marriage to Ichabod. It was simply overwhelming to say she had a husband and such a handsome one for that.

Constables that Ichabod worked with could say the same.

"How the bleedin 'ell you get such a girl Crane?"

"She's a down right beauty I'll give ya tha' "

"I wouldn't mind taking a ride with that lassie if ya know what I mean"

Every time something was said inappropriate Ichabod would fire back, rage unlike any other till he was almost certain he was on the verge of taking out his pistol and shooting them down one by one.

But of course they would retort.

"We're only messin wit ya Crane"

"Yeah man…no need to get ya knickers in a bunch.."

Ichabod would simply breath through his nose deeply and walk away as fast as possible as he heard their laughter echoing throughout the cell walls.

It was bothersome to say the least.

But the only joy he took, was returning home to his wife as she pulled him into her arms and all his problems would drown away. She always knew. Always knew what to say. Always knew what to do. Always knew how to go about doing it. He was weak under her power and he loved it.

Their relationship in the bedroom hadn't changed much at all either. He truly felt like a man at the moments where they were in their most intimate form. And maybe that's where he found his new anger. Jealousy coming out at any man who thought such things about his wife.

He never had to deal with such emotions. Such rage. But maybe that's what being a husband made him. But it didn't matter. Every time he returned home to find her there waiting for him, all of his shields were down. He became an open book.

They were married immediately he remembered. It wasn't exactly in such a romantic nature that Selena had hoped for Ichabod liked to think to himself but he sincerely believed that she had no care's in the world as long as they married.

The moment he had awaken from his unconscious state to find her looking over him, a sweet smile just for him. All morals were forgotten.

On their return back to New York they were immediately married. No big wedding. It was a private and small ceremony, and guilt still ate away at Ichabod to this day in the belief that maybe she really wanted a big wedding but anytime that was even asked she denied wanting one.

Her reason of course was still the same.

"I never cared for a large wedding Ichabod. I just wanted to be married to you", she would whisper as he held her in his lap. Slowly he would run his hand up and down the small of her back. She would whisper things in his ear, as she would toy with his strands of hair finding amusement.

It was the little things that he enjoyed about her. She would give him more affection in just one day then he had received in the past 17 years since his mothers death. He felt suffocated by her attention to him. But he would never deny her because deep down he enjoyed it to no end.

Ichabod sometimes mused over his wedding night with Selena. He still found it amusing. The one night where they truly could make love and not be seen sinning the tension was so thick you could cut with a night. The time they spent in Sleepy Hollow he had no problems what so ever but the one night where he could really call her wife he was shaking like crazy.

He like to think that she was nervous. Possibly to feel like a virgin coming into this again, but it would seem Ichabod was the only worrisome one here. She coyly walked up to him, and slowly began rubbing his neck feeling all the tension and knots that had grown in a matter of seconds.

Oh he had melted beneath her touch like butter. From that moment he knew he could never deny her anything.

Masbath had of course came along. He had grown too attached to Ichabod and Selena that he did not wish to leave their side. So in a way they had adopted the boy, and he in turn had grown accustomed to seeing them as parental figures.

Masbath also realized that he had somewhat put a damper on the intimate moments of newlywed Cranes. They tried their best not to behave appropriately in front of Masbath by cutting down the "amount of attention" they each paid each other.

But Masbath was no fool. He probably knew better then any boy his age that him being around lessened the intimate moments that Ichabod and Selena were suppose to share as newlyweds. And he tried his very best to be as good as possible, and giving them their private time. He would of course snicker behind his hands, but who wouldn't be amused?

Ichabod and Selena when taking their vows promised to not keep secrets between each other and they had kept to that promise. Ichabod had come to terms that his dear wife was indeed a witch, but a good witch. But a thought always loomed far in the back of his head, what if? What if she was evil? What if she used her magic against him? Many what if's that he would tell anyone. Perhaps if he didn't hold so many what if's then our story wouldn't continue? That maybe our ending wouldn't be so sad. But lets change that subject.

Ichabod was returning home late that night, just like every night but unnoticed to anyone Selena was playing around before the fireplace planning spells.

Ichabod walked the quiet streets of New York, as he wrapped his black jacket tighter around him. It was strange since it was summer, but yet he felt a chill falling over him. Suddenly a harsh cold wind fell over, and he wrapped his jacket even tighter around him as he stopped mid step and looked around.

Licking his lips, he cleared his throat as he looked around every where. No one was there. Shaking his head, he gave a small smile. He was being paranoid, and his mind was playing tricks on him. Nothing to be scared about, as he continued to walk home looking forward to see his splendid wife.

OKAY! Yes, I know its short. I hope once again that you read the beginning and realize that this story is going to be completely different to the first one. Most of you will most likely realize that Ichabod is slightly out of character, but I hope you realize that this is a story, and his changes are for a reason. I hope you enjoy this story and that it keeps you in suspense.