Michael's head was swimming with dizziness and pain.

He was exhausted form the running and his head throbbed in response to the attack. He began to wonder where he was.

He tried to move but his arms or legs didn't respond. He pulled harder but something was keeping him still. He slowly opened his eyes to find that his arms and legs had been secured to a chair with strong, uncomfortable rope, and he had been seated in a large, white room. He tried to free himself but it was useless.

"Look what the cat dragged in" a voice spoke behind him. Michael knew immediately who it was. The man walked round to show his face.

"Let me go! I've come to claim what's rightfully mine!" Michael yelled, struggling.

"Struggle all you want, your not going to break free. Why do you need it now?" Frankie asked him.

"Katie. I need to save her" Michael spoke with gritted teeth.

"Now why would I give you back my magic to save the little cockroach brat?" Frankie smirked.

"Don't call her that! She's just a child…a very special child who needs a good life. How could you do that to her?"

"Believe me she does NOT deserve it! "

"She does! You can't take it out on her, please! I'd do anything to be with her, to save her life" Michael admitted.

Frankie thought for a minute. After a while he clicked his fingers, and Michael was untied and thrust to the floor, held at gunpoint. Frankie then threw him a needle; one identical to the one he tried to use on Katie.

"Go on then. Inject yourself. You'll slowly die, and I swear on my word that I'll give Katie life, ok?" Frankie ordered.

Michael stared wide eyed at the needle, then thought of Katie. He grasped the needle and held it to his skin, his hands trembling. Michael wouldn't dream of hurting a fly, so to inflict pain on himself was out of the question. Frankie saw his hesitation, sighed and clicked his fingers.

"Fine, if you won't then I guess you need a few more options. I've got a little surprise for you, Jacko" Frankie smirked. The doors opened to the room to reveal two guards dragging in the same girl that Michael saw before. She was trembling and moaning, trying to speak. The sack was still over her head and her hands were still bound.

Frankie walked over to her and stroked her face through the sack. She screamed.

"I thought that it would be nice for you to have a family reunion…" Frankie spoke, evilly. Michael gasped in horror as Frankie pulled the sack off.

Standing there was Michael's sister, Janet. Her mouth was covered with a large piece of black tape and her eyes were bloodshot from crying. Her black eyeliner had run down her cheeks and her hair was tangled and messy A few cuts and bruises lined her face and arms; it was obvious she had been treated badly. She struggled and sobbed.

"Janet! Frankie how could you?!" Michael yelled, struggling against the guards holding him back from his sister.

"I just thought that if I kidnapped your sweet little sister, then you'd do anything for me, right?" Frankie said, stroking Janet's trembling face. She jerked her head away.

"Leave her out of this! She doesn't need it!" Michael yelled, pleading. Janet moaned as Frankie grabbed her hair and pulled it. Michael watched with a shocked expression, pained by his little sisters agony.

"Right, now for your options!" Frankie ordered, and with one shove he sent Janet falling to the floor. She landed on her side, bashing her head and causing her a deep gash. She began to moan and sob, making Frankie kick her hard in the head.

"No!" Michael yelled, shrugging the guards off him. He knelt down beside Janet and cradled her in his arms, kissing her head and being safe not to untie her after Frankie's previous threats to Katie.

"You kill Janet, kill Katie, or kill yourself" Frankie commanded.

"NO! You can't make me do that, please!" Michael protested. Janet just closed her eyes shut tight; she wishes she wasn't here. Michael stroked her hair lovingly.

"You'll choose now or I'll hurt all of you, starting with your little sister!" Frankie shouted, holding a knife to Janet's face. She squealed and trembled.

"Leave her alone! Kill me, please!" Michael shouted back. Frankie grinned.

"This will be a good show for you" Frankie said, untying Janet and sitting her in the chair, being held at gunpoint.

"Michael no! Don't…" Janet cried.

Michael lay still on the floor, looking at the knife raised above him that Frankie was holding.

"All this time and I finally get to kill you!" Frankie laughed, sending the knife plummeting towards him. Janet screamed and shut her eyes tightly.

Suddenly in a split second, Michael rolled out of the way, just missing the knife by millimetres, that was now jammed in the floor. He grabbed Frankie's wrist and twisted it, then kicked his legs so he fell to the floor. Michael grabbed one of the guns and pointed it towards Frankie.

"Nobody move, or I'll shoot!" Michael yelled.

Frankie laughed. "You wouldn't shoot, not even if your life depended on it"

With that Michael held the gun closer to his face.

"Let Janet go first" he spoke through gritted teeth. Frankie nodded to his men.

Michael mouthed at Janet to 'wait for him outside and to call the police'. Janet nodded worriedly and hurried out.

"You wouldn't really kill me Michael, would you? You're not like that" Frankie teased.

"No, I wouldn't. But only one thing will stop me from having my first taste of gunfire" Michael spoke, sinisterly.

"Ok! Ok! Anything!" Frankie reasoned.

"My magic. I want it back, now. Give it to me and you only get sent to prison. If you don't, then face death"

"OK! Fine! But you won't have heard the last of me!" Frankie yelled. And with that Frankie closed his eyes, and all the magic came flooding out of him. It entered Michael's body, and immediately Michael's bruises and injuries were gone, his face was full of light and colour and his suit was fully restored and new. The twinkle appeared back in his eyes. Michael eyed all the drugs Frankie had in his possessions in the lab, and with one yell Michael made them all break, ending the drug scare forever.

Just as he finished, the police entered the building, and they took Frankie to the back of a police car. The children were safe again.

Well, except one. Michael still had one more job to take care of.

He ran outside to Janet and smothered her in a huge embrace.

"Oh Janet sweetheart, are you ok? I'm so sorry" he soothed, kissing her head.

"I'm fine…I'm fine…it wasn't your fault" Janet cried. She was shaky and unbalanced; feeling dizzy from abuse. Michael wrapped his jacket around her and scooped her up in his arms, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It's going to be fine; I'll take you somewhere safe and get you bandaged up. There's just one more thing I need to do first." Michael said, kissing Janet's gash on her head.

All Michael needed to do now was prey and watch the stars…

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How's about that? Two chapters in one night :)

Hope you enjoyed and thanks for all my suggestions by the way!

More ideas would be much appreciated. x