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Chapter 21

The sky is blue and cloudless. The roads are busy with cars driving by and honking their horns. Pedestrians fill the empty space with their loud voices talking on the phone and bicyclists dinging the bells to make the pedestrians move. Workers enter and exit the brick radio station. Some are carrying equipment out and putting it in a van, while others stand around and chit chat. About what, it doesn't matter. Jared drives in and parks his car. He steps out with his cellphone glued to his ear and talking to it. To whom, it doesn't matter. He enters the building while playing around with his messenger bag, messing around with some of his papers. The glass door swings shut behind him. What a normal, lovely day.

From the sidewalk, the Darkness stands and watches with a slight twerk of the corner of his mouth. The grey t-shirt and blue jeans Rowina picked out, helps him blend in. It also helps that no one knows what he looks like…for sure. He tilts his head to the side when he hears footsteps move up beside him. He doesn't have to look to know who it is, but he does. His brown eyes start at the feet, with the blood red heels and moves up the legs that are covered in black slacks. The Darkness takes in the white blouse, which is nicely tucked in, and the red hair, which is tied up into a bun. The professional attire looks good on Rowina. Being undercover has put them both in clothes they aren't comfortable in and it has taken time to watch the station. Rowina suggested they watch the station for a couple of days to see if Gael came back on her own. She didn't. Now, they've both gotten tired of waiting and it's time to make a move.

The two villains step onto the station's property and just watch as the busy little bumble bees buzz around, trying to get things ready. For what, it doesn't matter. Rowina takes the Darkness's hand and squeezes it. The brown eyes lock onto her green ones. She nods her head. He can see the excitement, which she's trying to contain, in her eyes. The Darkness shares the same excitement, except he doesn't hide it. Instead, he lets a smile finally escape as he slowly turns his head back to the station. He lets go of Rowina's hand and stretches out his fingers, his palms facing forward.

Cracks form in the black pavement and spreads out from their feet. Dust flows up from the cracks and it's a beautiful hissing sound to the Darkness's ears. It only makes his smile wider. Black smoke shoots up from cracks. It flies around and searches out for victims to take over. Screams fill the air as people are taken by force. The smoke slams its way down the victims' throats. What others would call a shrill screaming fest, the Darkness considers a beautiful symphony, playing only for him. The screams start to die down and demons start to line up behind The Darkness and Rowina.

The blue sky is taken over by huge, grey clouds, forcing darkness upon the world. The howling winds take over the voices of people talking. The Darkness holds his arm out to Rowina and she takes it with a smile. They start to walk forward. Every step the Darkness and Rowina takes, cars are flipped up into the air and more cracks appear, allowing more of the black smoke to escape. Thunder claps in the sky and lightning lights up the dark sky. More forces join behind the two villains as they make it to the entrance.

Rowina lifts her hand and blasts the glass doors in. They both take a step in, crushing pieces of glass under their shoes. Once they're in, the Darkness looks around at the huddled figures in the hallway. The employees cover their heads with folders and binders and some even with their jackets, if they're lucky. Some lay whimpering on the ground, shards of glass sticking out from their faces and hands. Doors are slammed closed and locked. The Darkness and Rowina take another step in, causing a few of the victims to scream. Raising his free hand up in the air, the Darkness allows the demons to run free into the building.

And the demons run free. Some of them pick up those with glass shards sticking out of them and decides to play with them. The others run down the building, kicking down doors and forcing people out. All, except one door, are open. The Darkness walks Rowina down the long hallway. Doors are blown open and windows are shattered, allowing the raging wind to whip everything apart. Screams follow the two down and screams lead them to where they go. One door is open and the Darkness looks in and spots a recording room with all the buttons and switches. He looks away and sparks fly from the machines, causing the room to catch on fire.

Once they've reached a door where three demons were attempting to break in, they stop. The three low level demons move aside for Rowina and the Darkness. She slides her arm from his and steps aside. With one touch to the door knob, the door blasts open and there stands Jared. Oh, the Darkness will cherish this day, not only for his main goal, but for the pure look of horror on Jared's face. He yells into the phone for Gael not to come and slams the phone down. The Darkness walks slowly up to him, pinning him against his desk. He grabs Jared by the collar and lifts him up so Jared's feet are barely touching the floor.

"Well that's just rude. I wanted her to come."

Jared grabs the Darkness's hand and tries to pull him off. It doesn't work, but it also doesn't matter. The Darkness lets go and Jared falls to his knees as he tries to catch his breath. Rowina walks in and stands beside the Darkness.

"They're all together," she says.

The Darkness nods his head and his brown curls bounce around his ears. He kneels down, so that he's face to face to Jared. He leans in and sniffs Jared. His wide smile opens and it shows teeth. The Darkness always did love the smell of fear on his victims. It made playing with them all the sweeter.

"I'm not calling her back," Jared says as he tries to stand himself back up.

The Darkness pushes Jared back down, keeping his hand on Jared's shoulder. "I don't need you to, because you see, I know she's coming."

Jared keeps himself from gulping loudly and tries to keep his breathing even.

"She's going to want to protect everyone here," the Darkness waves his arm around to encompass their surroundings and those who are a part of it. "You see, she's going to sacrifice herself to save you. And you telling her not to come," the Darkness lets out a quiet, deep, chuckle, "Just made her want to come more. Isn't that just like her?"

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The Darkness pulls one of Jared's arms forward and finds his cellphone clutched tightly. Amusement dances in the brown eyes as he rips Jared's fingers open and forces the instrument out. He holds it up and looks at the black screen. A ten digit number is flashing, saying that the person called has hung up. The Darkness raises an eyebrow and tosses the phone across the room and into a wall. The useless thing breaks into pieces. Jared now has the Darkness's full attention.

"Who did you call?" The Darkness asks. Jared doesn't say anything. His breathing, however, quickens. The Darkness grips Jared by the neck and holds tight. "Who. Did. You. Call?"

Jared doesn't say anything.

"Alright then," The Darkness says, his grip getting tighter, "Fine."

His hand twists right and Jared's neck snaps. His body falls limp to the ground, while his head is facing 180 degrees. The Darkness stands up and wipes his hands together. He steps out of the room, with Rowina and the three demons following him.

"Are you sure she'll come?" Rowina asks, once they're back in the hallway.

The Darkness takes in the bodies littering the floor, whether they're alive or not, it doesn't matter.

"Of course she'll come," he says, walking into the chaotic hallway. "She always does."