I continue to stare at him for a minute and he just smirks cockily.

"So Wisteria, have you missed me?" He asks smugly.

"About as much as I miss The One." I can hear the lie in my voice and he looks as if he knows it's a lie as well. I want to get over these feelings within me. He's a monster. He's killed children. He's pure evil. Why do I enjoy his presence?

"Wisteria, you know that's a lie and so do I." Darn. So he does know for sure.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I'm here all flamed up and you could be killed very quickly." I make my flames even more prominent as to support my case.

"Oh, are you? Last time I checked I almost killed you and your imbecile brother and now I'm even stronger than I was before. I'm much more powerful than The One ever was." He starts to stand up and I immediately tense every muscle in my body preparing for a fight. As I look up I realize it's already mostly dark and the first signs of stars are starting to come out.

He takes a step towards me and looks me in the eyes. I feel like his blue eyes can see into my soul. He chills me right down to the bone. "I know I am turning you on, Wisty, so can you please turn those flames off?"

My face flushes with embarrassment and shows weakness for a split second, and my flame follows as well. Then regained I muster up the best poker face I can find and with a confident voice I hiss at him, "Stay away from me and my family!"

Then he swiftly grabs my wrists and wraps his arms around me. I feel his lips brushing against my ears and his warm breath breathing on me. "I told you I have become more powerful. I can't even feel your flames. Then again, you wouldn't burn me, now would you?"

My muscles are tense, but with his voice and presence I feel weak. I just want to let him hold me in his arms. However, I know I can't let him do that. He's evil. He's horrible.

"Let go of me!" I start wiggling and trying to get out of his arms but he just starts embracing me from behind and wrapping his hands around my waist.

He starts laughing hard and I start to throw my arms everywhere and kicking like a little kid. I think his guard is down. If this jerk keeps coming back to haunt me he might actually have the power to compel me to do something I know I'll regret.

"Will you please let me go so I can see your eyes?" I try to make the most sweet and convincing voice as I can.

Before I can even comprehend what's happening he twirls me around and he bangs my back against the wall. He pushes his lips into mine and throws his tongue in my mouth. I keep my nervous hands on my sides but suddenly he grasps them and plants them on the wall above my head and I'm pinned there. He starts finding my tongue and it's like there's a little dance taking place inside our mouths. I open my eyes to find his perfect eyes closed and his long eyelashes right before my face. He has so let down his guard. This is my chance.

I bite his tongue and at the same time kick him between the legs. Instinctively he bends over slightly and releases my wrists. I give him an uppercut to the noes. He stumbles backwards his hand over his face and his eyes angry and filled with rage. I rush towards him and tackle him and he falls over the few stairs leading up to my porch. My knee lands in his stomach on the fall and I finally see him pass out.