I woke with an odd feeling, like something most definitely was not right.

Have you ever had the undeniable feeling that once you woke up, you'd wish you would have keep your eyes closed a little longer before facing the world?

I had that awful feeling when I slowly came to consciousness and found myself in a terrible position.

I was suspended mid air, hanging off the side of a cliff by a rope tied my hands.

Safe to say I screamed unbearably loud.

Thats when Evil Canevil walked into my line of sight with the other end of my rope/ life line, in hand.

"ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE!?" I screeched as he gave me a small wave.

He scrunched up his face in thought, "more or less" he shrugged.

"PULL ME IN, PULL ME IN, PULL ME IN!" I demanded as I tried to run through air back to solid land, back to safety.

He tapped his chin in thought, "Let me think. No" he snickered.

He was only wearing a pair of shorts, his delicious abs on display, but I couldn't even concentrate since I was dangling off the side of a cliff.

"BLAKE WHAT THE FUCK!" I cried as I continued to struggle towards safety.

"Now Katrina, if you continue to wiggle I might .. just .. lose my grip-" he immediately let a solid five inches of rope slip between his fingers before grasping it again.

The awful feeling of falling to my death was fast and furious, safe to say I was still screeching 30 seconds later.

I tried to calm down and breathe but common sense was rushing out the door and the need to survive was kicking in.

"BLAKE PULL ME IN!!" I cried as I tried to hang onto the rope and not potentially fall to my death.

He sighed, "Well I would but that would waste me tying you up, dragging your heavy body out here, and then dangling you off a fucking ledge, so ... no" he finished.

By now I was crying, "What do you want?! What did I do?!" I begged still trying to run through air towards land.

"Well I was slowly doxing off to sleep last night with my hands up your shirt of course,-"

"You sick son of a bi-"

"When I had the funniest thought! How did Katrina fall out of the window, and just where in the hell was she planning on going?!" he monologued as he began pacing back and forth in front of me, like a true crazy ass villain. "Then this hilarious idea struck me that maybe she was trying to escape! But Katrina, dear, dear, Kat would never do such an unbelievably stupid thing, knowing the consequences of her actions! However, my mind then traveled to the time where she foolishly jumped out of a plane with a stupid ass rock. Would she escape? Where was she going? What was she thinking? All these thoughts plaguing me ... more or less as you rubbed your bra-less chest against me" he winked. "Then I came to the conclusion she has obviously begun to think I've gone soft! Why else would she try to escape me? She thinks I would allow her, that I am not as evil than when we first met" he finished turning towards me, his eyes lighten in anger.

I was still trying to sprint through air.

"Fuck you and your inner monologue! You pervert cre-" he dropped three more inches, "OKAY, OKAY, OKAY! I WAS TRYING TO ... " I thought back on last night, what was my main goal by escaping the room? I guess I was trying to find Blake, or see what had happened with Carter and Ana.

Who am I kidding, I wanted to go find the crazy psycho who was standing in front of me now with my life in his hands.

God I need a therapist.

"Trying to what?" he growled at me.

I blinked at him, no way was I going to swell his ego anymore, "I HADN'T REALLY PLANNED THAT FAR, I JUST WANTED OUT OF THE ROOM! YOU INSENSITIVE LAMP!" he dropped it another inch, "I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!" I cried out.

He glared harder at me, "I think you were trying to escape because you know something about the vile" he sneered.

"THE VIL- I COULD GIVE TWO SHITS ABOUT THAT LITTLE CONTAINER OF LISTERINE!" I screeched still struggling as I dangling above rock and ocean.

"I don't believe you. I think you know how to open it" he burned looking at me.

"I CAN BARELY OPEN DOORS, WHY WOULD I KNOW HOW TO OPEN THE VILE!" I screamed back at him.

He blinked at me, obviously realizing the sad, pitiful, but honest truth. I knew nothing. That didn't stop the questioning, "Why were you escaping?" he growled.

I whimpered in annoyance and fear, "I DON'T KNOW!" I cried out still trying to hold onto the rope, and life.

He stared harder at me, "Were you trying to escape me?" he asked.

He and I both knew the answer was no, I had some strange and disgustingly nauseous attachment to the blue condom. There was a bond between us, I hadn't thought of leaving him, or did I want to think about it, especially since I knew he had some evil world corrupting plan that I had a responsibility to try to stop.

But I have pride, and he has an ego, so "YES!" I screamed back at him pissed he was suspending me in mid air to play twenty fucking questions.

He dropped the rope another five inches releasing another of my shrill, soul fearing screams. "NO, NO, NO!" I screamed fixing my answer.

He smirked at me, "Do you want to have sex with me?" he asked like it was a normal question.

My eyes nearly popped out of my skull, "YOU HAVE ME DANGLING FOR THIS?!" I screamed at him.

"Did you honestly think your little questions wouldn't have repercussions?" he asked an evil smirk planted firmly on his face.

"I'M NOT ANSWERING THAT DUMB FUC-" he dropped the rope another 10 inches, "YES! YES! YES!" I screamed hoping he'd stop.

"Yes what?" he beamed standing proudly in front of me.

I gritted my teeth, my arms in severe pain and he needs an ego stroking, "Yes, I want to have sex with you" I ground out between a scowl on my face.

He smirked, "How exactly?" he grinned, he was enjoying this too much.

Evil son of a bitch, "HOW WHAT?!" I screamed at him infuriated.

"How would you like to have sex with me" he finished, if evil had a face it would be his, this embarrassing, sick, sadistic, monster was truly doing this to me.

He had me hung up and was demanding a fucking play by play of how I wanted to have sex with him. I was with a truly delusional mother fucker and I was in shock.

I knew he was a villain, but this was something else entirely.

"YOU MIND AS WELL DROP ME THE FUCK NOW, BECAUSE I AM NOT DOIN-" He released the rope completely and gravity yanked me down like a bitch. I screamed as the seconds brought me deathly closer to rocks and water, when I was suddenly yanked to a stop.

I screamed at the abrupt yank. I was then pulled back up to a glaring Blake, "Want to try that again?" he asked.

I was pissed and trying not to cry all at the same time. This is not how I should have been woken up. "WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?!" I growled at him.

He smirked, "Just tell me how you want to have sex with me" he calmly stated, like it was so easy.

"I hate you" I growled at him.

"Apparently that does it for you" he gave me an evil grin. "I'm waiting, and my arms are getting tired" he snapped.

I had no clue what to say, and this was deathly embarrassing.

I was choking on the words, I had no clue what to even say or begin with.

"You know I saw a really sharp rock down there, maybe you want to see-"

"I WANT TO RIP EVERY PEICE OF YOUR CLOTHES OFF!" I screamed cutting him off before he could free fall my ass again.

I was breathing heavy, but I didn't know if it was from fear or the way his jaw just ticked, he had my eyes captured on his, "I want to drag my hands down every single inch of your body, till I know every single dip and curve, then I want to taste every spot of your skin, run my tongue completely over your body" my stomach was in knots and honestly I was trying to hold back a moan.

"Then I want you in between my legs, my hands at your shoulders as you taste me" he was standing completely still our eyes still locked, "Finally I'd take my long, thick MIDDLE FINGER AND TELL YOU TO GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU SICK BASTARD!" I screamed back at him, struggling to flip him off at the same time.

He gave me a sadistic, evil smirk.

I honestly couldn't take it anymore, my toes were curling and I could feel the electricity sizzling in the air, I knew he could smell exactly what I was feeling, and I need a way to shut it down because the way that path was taking us would have led to big mistakes and probably some failed pregnancy test.

In a flash he had yanked the roped swinging me forward and snatching me out of mid air, his eyes never leaving mine.

Clean up aisle my panties. It was honestly painful to stare at him, to want him so terribly bad, but knowing he belonged to someone else.

That was the wake up call for me to try to step out of his grasp.

It only tightened, along with some other body parts of mine. Sigh, my body is a sell out whore.

Our faces were barely a centimeter away, "I'm going to have to take you up on that offer" he growled softly in my ear.

It could have been so romantic, if my hands weren't bound, if I weren't currently having the worst stress sweats of my life, and if he hadn't just tried to kill me.

"I'd rather shit myself" I snarled at him.

"Your body would beg to differ" he said dragging his nose down my neck, smelling me- knowing just how badly I wanted to take him behind a bush and get naked.

"Mind over body, asshole" I snarled back, still stuck in his clutches.

"I wouldn't mind being over your body" he battled out.

It was obvious that he was just affected by my little speech from the third party member poking my thigh.

"Ask Ana, she might give you permission" I growled at him.

He could play with me all day, but he knew as long as she was in the way, he wasn't getting shit of this pie.

He snapped his head back up, his eyes boring into mine, "I don't need permission for what is mine, and you are mine" he growled.

Possessive little bastard, "Not even if you paid for me, would I be yours" I sneered back at him.

His smirk was startling, the dangerous unpredictable aurora around him spelled evil, "As wet as you are for me, right now, I don't even have to pay" he snarled.

He was obvious losing his control his normal evil stare had turned primal, more animalistic than anything. The beast behind Blue Doom was in control and his next meal was currently wrapped in rope like she'd walked off the fucking set of 50 shades of Grey.

His eyes were now glowing gold, he was completely out of control, and the way his hands were trailing up my stomach heading towards a destination that currently wasn't wrapped in a bra was making me lose my sense.

Thank God Klaus came barging outside right before Blake's hands touched target, "Come get ready, unless you two want to be late for school!" Klaus screamed.

Blake and I froze at the same time, he growled in anger, but his eyes flickered back to their unglowing nature, before he snatched his hands out of my shirt and dragged my back into the house.

He quickly snapped the rope with his bare hands before taking me to my room and shoving me inside. No other words or directions, he just pushed me in and shut the door.

I sighed and turned towards the bed, to find a girls uniform on the bed.

Oh great.

Blake's POV

Fuck

I groaned again, just thinking about Katrina. Her looks and her words, I was going to have a boner for life.

Fuck.

Watching her suspended in mid air was a hard turn on, her hair was a crazy mess and all I wanted to do was yank on it till she screamed my name. Her eyes had been glaring hells fury at me, her luscious lips forming the most hurtful words all while making my pants painfully tighter. Her shirt had been see through and with the absence of her bra, it made her chest painfully visible.

I could have taken her right there on the rope and just thinking of the way I could have made her scream was pushing me to run upstairs to her room and never let her out.

So like I said, fuck.

I stared down at my suit annoyed that I was far to old to follow her around while she pretended to be a high school student.

She'd be irritated when she learned of the plan, but there wasn't much she could do, unless she wanted to end up suspended again, which would result in one more injury and one less virgin.

God I needed help.

I sat annoyed in the living room with Klaus dressed in his school uniform as well, Ana who was staring at me in a hopefully annoying manner, a glaring Carter, and a nervous Corey- who I was still debating at which time I should severe his head.

Such a great group of people.

I finally looked up just to see Katrina walk into the room, dressed in her uniform.

Bad idea.

She still had no bra so her sleeveless polo was making my pants painfully tighter as Blue Jr. sprang to life.

She had braided her hair back into two braids, and her skirt was definitely too small for her curves, making it too short. She had a signature pout on her face as she yanked her skirt down.

She looked like a dream, and I was a second from ripping the clothes off her and bending her over a table.

"Do you people not know what an ass is?" she huffed still trying to yank her skirt down.

I tried not to groan in pain, "Sorry I couldn't find the size 'Fat Ass'" I smirked at her.

Her eyes slammed up to mine, her beautiful milky brown eyes stealing my breath. She glared but her lips tilted in spite of herself, making her even more beautiful.

"So you got this for me? Are we acting out a porno?" she rolled her eyes at me.

I stopped myself from laughing, she always had a come back, "No you are going to high school" I announced.

Her face drained of color, and her eyes widened, "What?" she barked shocked.

"High school, where young adults go to get educations, do a little bit of drugs, have sex-"

"I know what high school is, dumb ass- why am I going back? I already served my four years of hell" she through at me.

I opened my mouth to tell her she was far from her days of being free, when Corey spoke.

"The vile has a lock on it, if someone tries to open the vile without first taking off the lock, its a special type of lock, one that was created by a young scientist that just so happens to go to the school that you will be attending for the day" Corey spoke to Katrina.

Her fist were balled into fist, she still wanted to punch him in the balls.

Good.

"So you want me to go to this school, make friends with the girl or something?" she asked me.

I smirked, "No, I want you to kidnap her" I finished, finding sick happiness in her shocked face.

Oh this would be too much fun.

Insert evil laugh here.

MWHAHAHAHAH-

Katrina's POV

I walked into first period utterly confused and late.

I looked around at the goddess and gods that were seated in their desks, as their eyes scanned over me for the hundredth time since I'd gotten to this school ten minuets ago.

The girls glared, and the boys stared at my ass.

Typical, even in another country.

I turned to look at the teach, about to try to sign language I'm sorry, when my eyes connected with gold ones.

My jaw dropped as I stared at Blake's smirking and condescending look.

He spit something out at me in greek, knowing I had no fucking clue what he was saying. His smirk grew as a few kids in the classroom laughed at my not answering whatever he said.

I glared at him, "I only speak English" I ground out, while he continued to smirk at me in his suit.

He chuckled along with the rest of the class, his eyes staring to my legs. I gave him a dead look, that caused another smirk to sprout on his face.

"You can sit next to Aria Drez" he said pointing to a olive skinned girl in the back of the classroom.

She was the girl I was suppose to kidnap, make her trust me then somehow get her in a place where Klaus could run off with her, literally.

She had taken the uniform and made it her own, looking nothing like some world renown scientist, instead more like a girl who had gotten lost on her way to a heavy metal concert.

Her hair was sharply black and dead straight, she had harsh dark makeup smeared around her eyes, along with black lip stick. She had dyed her skirt black, and had large spikes coming out of her collar of her shirt.

My eyes widened to the size of sky scrapers, as I turned back to Blake who was giving me a dead look.

I sighed before making my way into my seat next to her. I was in-between her and some greek god looking jock.

Blake spoke loudly, "I am Mr. Exxy" he winked at me, barf, "I am your substitute for the day since Mr. Jacobs isn't feeling well" great another missing persons, "this is Business 101" he finished before going off about something.

I stopped listening.

I turned towards Aria, "So ... do you speak english?" I asked her.

Her head snapped towards mine, "No, I don't" she snapped before turning her head back towards Blake.

Great, a teenager with a attitude problem, just what I needed.

I meaty hand slammed down on my thigh, I saw Blake freeze from his spot in front of the class, but he quickly continued talking.

I turned next to the jock who was seated on the other side of me, he winked at me before slowly trailing his hand further up my skirt.

I snatched his pencil off the desk and stabbed his hand, his eyes widened as he pulled his hand back to his chest, him swallowing a painful scream.

"Touch me again and the next place you find this pencil stabbing you is up your ass" I hissed at him, my pent up anger and sexual frustration finally releasing itself, especially from earlier this morning.

Aria looked over at me in shock before a smirked graced her face.

"Having some trouble there?" he mocked.

I know I am suppose to be her friend, but what does this little dark shadow shit kicker think she is? "About as much trouble as you realizing black isn't your color" I sneered.

Her smirk dropped and she looked blankly at me for a second before she full on smiled, "I'd watch yourself bitch" she carried on sweetly like she didn't just threaten me.

Are all these people crazy?

"Who the fuck are you calling a bitch, you dumb little whore" I snapped back.

She opened her mouth like she was going to tear me a new one, when the bell rang for next period. She quickly stood up still glaring hell at me.

"I'll be watching for you" she growled out before stomping away.

I glared at her back, as I too stood up making my way towards the door, "Katrina" Blake barked from the desk immediately making me freeze.

All the kids watched as I stood waiting for him to say something to me until finally the last kid filed out. "You really know how to make friends" he glared at me from behind the desk.

"Shut up, you didn't tell me she liked to chew doll heads off for sport" I growled at him, "Where's the actual teacher for this class?" I asked him confused.

"Unconscious in a janitors closet" he shrugged, my head hung- I should have known.

Suddenly I was thrown against the board, Blake's body covering mine.

"This school girl uniform is really doing it for me" he purred as he nibbled at my lips.

My breathing had stopped as he continued to drag my bottom lip between his teeth, and his hand squeezed onto my thigh.

"I didn't like that jack ass touching you" he growled dragging his hand slowly and painfully up my thigh.

"I stabbed him didn't I?" I asked breathlessly, my muscles tightening in anticipation.

"Why'd you do that?" he whispered in my ear as his fingers skimmed on the top of my underwear. Oh shit.

He was playing with me and I knew it, but after this morning I knew our ... relationship had hit a new stage.

His fingers hooked on the top of my panties, "Why Katrina, I'm waiting" he whispered out again.

"Because it belongs to you" I snapped out.

It was like the key to open a door.

In a second he had yanked my underwear completely off and had then slammed me down on his desk so I was sitting and he was standing in between my legs.

My eyes widened as I saw my black underwear in his hand, he shoved them into his pocket.

"Are you high! We are in a school!" I hissed at him trying to pull away.

His hands clamped down on my waist to stop me from moving.

"Which will only make this better" he growled as he trailed kisses down my neck. I held back a moan, but he pulled away.

I looked at him confused before he slowly sank down to his knees, I quickly tried to snap my legs closed but he slammed his hand on my knees stopping my movements.

My heart was racing as he continued to make eye contact with me, before he leaned forward towards my most sensitive spot and gave me nothing but pleasure.