Amara was sitting on the edge of an ebony four poster bed. She was so frustrated. After Dr Doom had teleported them to his layer, wherever it was, she had been brought into the room she was currently in. It was a prison cell, but it was richly decorated in shades of black and darker colours. In the centre of the room was the bed she was sitting on. On each side of the bed there were black and dark red drapes. All the furniture was made out of the same dark wood. She had been told to get changed into a pair of leather trousers and a black and red corset as soon as she arrived. She had refused, but Doom had threatened her, saying they still had Johnny and he would kill him if she didn't wear it. So, she had agreed. Now she was wearing it. She had tried to take off the collar she was wearing but it was stuck.

The collar was made out of metal and had been changed into a locket style necklace. Before Doom had changed its shape it had been a thick ring around her neck. On both versions of the collar there was a deep red jewel in the centre of the design.

She had also tried to open the door many times. She had eventually come to the conclusion it was magically locked as even her telekinesis couldn't help her open the door.

Mina had visited her a few minutes after she had been brought to her prison. Mina had taunted her and informed her that Johnny was dead.

"Yeah right," Amara had replied, but all the time she had had since then to mull things over she was starting to believe Mina. She didn't want to even think about it. But she could feel her heart breaking.

"Hello again." Mina said as she swept into the room. "I've been sent to get you. So this way please." She gestured towards the door. Amara was very suspicious of her. Since when was Mina nice to me? She asked herself. She tried to access Minas mind, but it was somehow blocked from her. With little other choice Amara walked out of her prisons door.

"Where are we going?" Amara demanded.

"It's a surprise." Mina replied. "But I think you'll like it."

After a few minutes of walking through elegant hallways, they came to a stop in front of a set of ebony double doors. Mina knocked quickly and went to stand behind Amara. The doors creaked open and Amara gasped as she took in the hall in front of her. It was a gothic style hall, large enough to play football in. She noticed candelabras hanging from the walls, covered in dust and cobwebs.

"Do you like it?" A voice said. Amara looked up towards the end of the hall.

"I know that voice." Amara muttered.

"You should. I asked you to dance but your boyfriend interfered. So now I'm giving you a second chance. Would you like to dance Amara?" Now Amara knew who it was. Chris. She had found him attractive instantly. Now Johnny's dead I shouldn't feel guilty, she thought. She was shocked at herself: giving up on Johnny so easily. She was about to turn Chris down, when she found she was already walking over to him and taking his hand. There was no music, but Chris didn't seem to notice.

"Chris I-I can't-" Amara started.

"There's no such thing as can't, Amara. You should no that." Chris whispered, making Amara shiver in delight. She was angry with herself because of that. They started waltzing around the room. Amara started to feel dizzy and tried to stop, but her muscles refused to comply.

"What's going on?" Amara asked.

"Well, simply enough, my dear, you're turning evil."

"Never, I wouldn't…"

"You would because Dr Doom commands it of you." Amara gasped. Since when did she take orders? "It's the necklace 'Mara."

"Don't ever call me that." Amara breathed. Or at least she tried to; she was struggling to get enough oxygen into her lungs. She could feel the evil flowing through her body, and as much as she hated to admit it: it felt good.

Special thanks to:

MPH 8: thanks,I hope you enjoy the rest of the story as well!

Aquarius12285: Thanks! I know poor Johnny! Things should get better for him... I'm glad you like it!