Luna Wicken
he asked, his voice filled with confusion.
Ignoring him, I rummaged through the bag, finding nothing of value except for some loose change and a phone. With a sneer, I tossed the bag aside and turned back to the girl, who was now crying softly. The darkness inside me revelled in her fear and vulnerability. "You are nothing but a pathetic, weak waste of space" I brought my hand up, sending my powers at her as they gripped around her neck, making it hard for her to breathe. She gasped for air, her eyes wide with terror as I squeezed tighter, relishing in the power and control I had over her. Spike tried to intervene, but I pushed him away, wanting to savour this moment on my own.
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