Hallelujah

((Hopefully you didn't mind if the guys were humans! Like, I was thinking they could be mythology obsessed or something, but have no idea that creatures actually exist? Also is Myra a monster?))

Cracking her knuckles, Meykell looked over the people on the streets below. Being perched upon a branch, covered by leaves and the sheer height of the tree, she grinned down at the people who passed below. This is what her day consisted of. Observing the humans below her, and mocking in her head the way they walked and acted. This was quite an interesting park, seeing as in the past week Meykell saw five breakups, two relationships bloom, and three reunited owners with their lost dogs. Pushing her vibrant hair out of her eyes, Meykell jumped off the tree, landing straight on her feet. She seemed to brush off the jump, feeling no pain at all disregarding the height she just jumped. It was time for her to get back to her parents, which she didn't want to do. Being 25 in human years, apparently that was still young to her parents. They commanded her every move, and Meykell didn't like it. So she didn't plan to go back home to her parents for a while now. She just wished that someone interesting would come by and lighten up her day. Resting her back against the bark of the tree, she slid down and sat against the tree. Crossing her arms, she looked up at the sky.

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Zacky was currently with his best friend, Johnny. Despite the smaller male occasionally being picked on by their friends, Zacky always stood up for the guy. As he dragged the cigarette from his lips, he looked up hearing Jimmy's voice. "Hey, guys!" The emerald eyed man let out a groan, before smiling jokingly. "I've found something!"

"Is this one of your monster sightings?"

"Precisely!" As the taller male sat down beside the two, Zacky looked at the newspaper article his friend obtained. It had been two years since his friend Jimmy became convinced there was something else out there. He practically dragged the two along, seeing as Matt and Brian didn't believe in it. The details in the newspaper about how the couple was murdered made Zacky feel queezy. He never had a strong stomach. "I'll be right back." He commented, as he stomped out his cigarette. The man licked over his snakebite piercings, something he loved to high heaven. It made him look that bit more like a rock star, which he loved.

((sorry if it was long ;;-; ))

[That's perfectly fine! Makes it more interesting, anyway. And yeah, I was thinking of making her a nephilim. :)]

Myra took a cautious sip of her coffee as she exited the small shop. Coffee didn't provide her with energy as it did for humans - not that she needed it anyway - but she enjoyed the taste. Today she'd chosen a caramel-flavored something at the recommendation of the barista, and knew she'd found her newest favorite. With nowhere else to go, Myra headed down the street towards her apartment. She lived on her own, preferring that over the home where her single mother lived, constantly hovering over the red-head's shoulder. She was nearly twenty four in human years and felt that she didn't need her mother trying to run her life. She could do perfectly fine on her own, thank you. And besides, how much could you trust a woman who'd made the decision to have a child with an angel?

Myra rounded the final corner before she reached her apartment and saw a familiar female figure sitting against a tree in the park across the street. She smiled slightly. She threw her empty coffee cup in the trashcan and dashed across the street, hurrying up to the woman and giving her a nudge with her foot. "Shouldn't you be home by now, Meykell?" she teased.

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"Honestly Jim, you know those things aren't real," Johnny huffed. Zacky had gone out back for whatever reason, leaving Johnny alone with Jimmy. And whenever Jimmy found another "sighting", he could get pretty annoying pretty quickly.

"You think humans did this?" Jimmy thrust the newpaper into Johnny's face. Johnny grabbed it, if only to get Jimmy to stop rubbing it against his nose, and looked at the article in question. He jumped when Jimmy slapped the paper. "This is clearly the work of supernatural beings, Johnny-boy. No person could do this, I'm telling you."

Johnny rolled his eyes. "Some people are pretty sick, Jimmy," he said. "Haven't you ever heard of Albert Fish?"

"Who the hell is that?" Jimmy asked, yanking the newspaper away. Johnny knew Jimmy would cut out the article and stash it somewhere; he did that with all of his "sightings". All Johnny could do was roll his eyes again.

[That's alright c:]

@ SaveYourself;

((Awesome!! I'm making Meykell a yuki-onna, which is basically a being blessed by the gods to have complete and utter control of snow and ice. Yuki-onna is basically 'snow woman' in English.))

A smile graced the orange haired woman's face, as she looked up. "I want a break from them. Not to mention their recent acts featured them in the local newspaper." Rummaging around in her pocket, she pulled out a small extract from a newspaper which she cut out the day before. Giving the flimsy piece of article to Myra, Meykell rummaged around in her bag one more time. Bizarrely, she pulled out a pack of ice cubes. Earning a playful quizzical raise of Myra's brow, Meykell just grinned. "I'm hot."

It was in Meykell's nature to be cold. So the rays of the Huntington Beach sunshine wasn't doing much for her. So, pressing the pack of ice-cubes to her head, she breathed out a happy sigh. Despite today being the coldest day of the winter, she felt the heat. To anyone walking by her, they would probably shot a confused glare at Meykell for her strange antics. "I'm going home in a second, after I irritate someone." With a cheeky smirk, she stood up, and stretched. Seeing Myra shake her head in dissaproval, Meykell pouted. "Oh, come on! I haven't tricked anyone for two days!"

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Zacky, to refrain from Jimmy's rambling about supernatural creatures, actually did something productive in his time. He brought a hot chocolate from the boy whom was raising funds for some type of charity. The boy was there, every day, selling brownies and hot chocolate. That kid had dedication, Zacky had to admit. He walked back to Johnny and Jimmy, and sat down beside him.

"Did you get me one?"

"Does it look like it, Jimbo?" Zacky said with a slight irritated tone, as he sipped his hot beverage. "Anyway, you've got to let this dream of yours go. The chances are, there isn't anything supernatural in the world."

"In your opinion." At Jimmy's words, Zacky couldn't help but roll his eyes.

@ SaveYourself;

"You nearly gave that poor woman a heart attack last time!" Myra shouted. But she grinned all the same. Despite being a bit less wicked than Meykell, Myra enjoyed taunting humans a little herself.

"But she came out okay in the end, so everything worked out," Meykell replied. Myra watched as her friend's eyes traveled around the park, searching for someone to trick. Her gaze ultimately landed on a teenage girl, who was sipping a cup of something warm from the same shop Myra had just been to.

Meykell gave her fingers a nearly unnoticeable wiggle in the girl's direction. Myra was confused about what she'd done until the poor girl tried to take another drink of her beverage and then cried out in outrage. "My coffee is frozen!" she yelled.

Myra looked at Meykell. "That was mean," she laughed.

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"Can we go get something to eat?" Johnny asked, interrupting the squabbling. He rubbed his stomach. "I'm starving."

"When are you ever not?" Zacky teased. Johnny frowned at his friend and flipped him the finger.

"We should see if Matt and Brian wanna join us," Jimmy put in eagerly.

About thirty minutes later, all five of the guys were at a local restaurant, sipping on beers. Jimmy had already told his latest story to Matt and Brian, who cared even less than Johnny and Zacky and now they were waiting on their food.

The bell above the door dinged as another customer walked in, which was nothing unusual. But seconds later Johnny felt the temperature drop noticeably, enough that goosebumps surfaced on his skin. "Jeez, it's fucking freezing in here now," he said out loud. He looked over at the door,wondering if whoever had just come in was holding it open, and saw two red-headed girls standing near the hostess stand.

Meykell and Myra were soon seated by a blonde waitress, as Meykell scanned her eyes around the bar. Her eyes settled on a group of five men, but she soon looked away. "Hrm... I think I'll go straight for the ice-cream!" Meykell said a little bit too loud, grinning wide at the waitress.

"B-But it is freezing outside and in here, are you sure you want a-"

"Oh!" Looking at the menu, Meykell interrupted the blonde. "I'll have the banana split! Wait, that does have ice-cream on it, right?" She looked towards Myra for approval, before making this her final decision. Seeing a waiter walk by with five steaks, Meykell grinned to herself. When they went to the table of the five guys, she looked over at Myra once the blonde walked away. "That steak is hot, right?" With a wriggle of her eyebrows, she looked over her shoulder one more time. Her fingers did an unnoticable wiggle, as Meykell smirked at her deviousness.

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Zacky grinned when the food came over, thanking the guy who brought them their steaks.

"Why did it turn cold just then? Do you think someone is... You know?"

"What, a ghost?" Zacky asked with equal seriousness, before cracking up into laughter. "Jimmy, seriously. There is no such thing as 'supernatural creatures' on Earth. Now shut up and enjoy your steak." Zacky was just about to shove a chip into his mouth, when he heard a cry. "What the fuck, Jimmy?"

"My steak is stone cold and rock solid! Feel it!" Pushing the plate over to Zacky, the emerald eyed man just poked the steak with his finger. How strange... Zacky saw it being cooked, and he saw the steam rising from the steak. Why was it cold? "I've got a bad feeling about this..."

Zacky just rolled his eyes, and pushed his plate back. "Just tell them your steak is cold. They will refund you."

@ SaveYourself;

"Don't you dare--" Myra started, but it was too late. Meykell wiggled her fingers at one of the steaks. It was placed in front of a man with black hair and sharp blue eyes. He immediately tried to cut his steak but couldn't since Meykell had frozen it. "Meykell."

The other girl shrugged her shoulders. "What? It was funny. And that guy is gonna get a free steak now, so I bet he won't be complaining."

Myra couldn't disagree with that, so she fell silent. But for some reason, she couldn't keep her eyes off of the group of men, two of them in particular. There was something special about them that she couldn't put her finger on.

"I didn't know you had a thing for humans," Meykell teased.

Myra huffed. "I don't," she said. No creature in their right mind would have anything to do with a human romantically, not with the heavy price it carried. "But there's something about a few of those guys that I can't quite place."

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"Those girls over there are pretty hot," Jimmy said, his mouth full of steak. He pointed his knife at the table where the two red-headed girls who'd come in earlier were sitting. He gave Johnny a nudge with his elbow. "You should go talk to them, Johnny. They look like they might like midgets."

"Fuck you, Jim," Johnny hissed. The others laughed.

"Well since Johnny is too chicken shit to talk to them, I'll go talk to them," Zacky put in, grinning wickedly. He got to his feet.

Johnny followed suit. "Where ya going, Johnny-boy?" Jimmy asked.

"I'm gonna go talk to them, too," Johnny huffed, and then he followed Zacky across the restaurant.

Meykell couldn't help but smirk slightly at Myra, before she felt a presence approaching them. "This is gonna be interesting." She mumbled under her breath, as she looked at the two men who walked up to their table.

"Hey, I'm Zacky and this is Johnny, we were wondering if you wanted some compa-"

"Shit, I think I'm taller than someone!" Meykell said with a grin, before letting out a small chuckle as she sent a smirk over to Johnny. "Don't worry, I'm just messing with ya." Now that Myra said it, something did seem weird about them, but like Myra, Meykell couldn't put her finger on what it was. "What brings you to our table?"

"One banana split with extra ice-cream?" A waitress asked, as Meykell raised her hand instantly.

"It better be cold otherwise I'm gonna murder someone." To everybody she would seem to be joking, but to Meykell, this was no joke. Of course, she probably wouldn't go as far as killing the cook, but you never know. With a smile, she accepted her dessert, and grinned with pride. "Looks like they got it right."

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"Ice-cream... In the middle of winter?" Zacky asked with a hint of amusement in his voice, as Meykell glared at him.

"Ice-cream is good for me." She said, as Zacky looked at Johnny with a raised brow.

"So... You guys live in Huntington? Did you hear about that freak accident involving that couple last night?"

"Was it an accident?"

"Apparently, sounds like a dog or something. What ever it was, it was wild." This seemed to strike a cord in Meykell, as she visibly pulled a face. Deciding not to question any more, he grinned at Myra. "Hopefully nothing like that will happen to you beautiful ladies." With a small subtle wink towards Myra, I looked over at Johnny. "You got anything to say, short shit?"

"Don't call me that..." Johnny huffed, crossing his arms and glaring at the emerald eyed man.

@ SaveYourself;

"So what are your plans for the rest of the evening, ladies?" Zacky asked. Myra wrinkled her nose. She knew he was speaking to the both of them, but he kept his eyes on her as he spoke, and it was ever so slightly irritating. Even if this man was attractive as far as humans went, Myra wasn't interested.

Myra took a sip of her drink. "I don't know," she said. She wished these two would walk away; she needed to talk to Meykell. There was definitely something strange about the two of them and Myra was determined to figure it out. "I'll probably just go home and watch television. Maybe read."

"I'll probably do the same thing," Meykell put in.

The one named Johnny smiled for the first time since the two men had approached the table. "Well it sure does break my heart to imagine two lovely ladies spending the night all alone," he said, and both Myra and Meykell openly rolled their eyes.

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"So how'd it go?" Jimmy asked through a mouthful of food when Zacky and Johnny arrived back at the table. Matt hit him, telling him not to talk with food in his mouth, and Jimmy whined. "I was just trying to make conversation, jeez."

"Yeah, and you spit food all over the table!" Johnny yelled.

"I think you're just mad 'cause you're avoiding my question," Jimmy said slyly, smirking. Johnny frowned and looked down at the tabletop. Jimmy cackled. "What's the matter, Johnny-boy? Tried to get a little action but got shot down?"

"He gave that one girl his phone number," Zacky put in.

"Yeah, and you gave the other one yours," Johnny huffed. "Even though she didn't look interested at all."

Meykell looked at the number on the piece of paper, and frowned slightly. "Bless, I feel sorry for him. It can never be, Johnny boy." She said with a sigh, mocking sadness. "Hey, is there a law saying we can't play with their emotions?"

"Meykell-"

Meykell already had her phone out, texting Johnny. "It's just harmless fun. It's not like I'm going to mate with him or anything." She said with a grin towards her friend. Meykell was the most devious of the two, she would always be the one playing the prank.

'Hey Johnny boy! Its me, the girl from the other table. You know, the one with the ice-cream? I wanna get to know you more, wanna meet up some time? Oh yeah, and my name is Meykell. Johnny is a cute name :3' When Meykell sent the send button, she grinned wide. "Job done."

"What did you say?"

"I want us to meet up. Mainly so I can ditch him, or maybe just play a joke on him. You know, freeze his drink or something. Maybe throw a snowball at him from a tree, make him really think about what he has gotten himself into."

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Hearing Johnny's phone buzz, the emerald eyed male frowned. Instantly snatching it from the smaller male, he unlocked Johnny's phone and looked at the text. "Hey, that might be personal!"

"Shit me..! Johnny, you might of got a chick!" Zacky nudged his friend with his elbow.

"What?" Everybody practically said at one, including Johnny. Shoving the phone in Johnny's face, and as the male took it, he turned to the others.

"Meykell over there just texted him." Jerking his thumb in the direction of the two ladies from before, he looked over at Johnny. "Damn, she shot you down and now she wants to meet ya? Well, that is certainly a mixed signal." With a chuckle, he continued to eat his steak, groaning in satisfaction at how the steak was cooked to his liking.

@ SaveYourself;

"That was mean," Myra said, but she wasn't being serious; the smirk on her face gave everything away. She wasn't going to stop Meykell from having a little fun. If they didn't toy with the humans every now and then, they might go crazy. Meykell's eyes flickered to Myra's phone, and the younger woman knew what she was going to say before she even said it. "I'm not texting him," she stated, crumpling up the piece of paper with Zacky's number on it.

"Oh, come on!" Meykell exclaimed. "Have a little fun."

Myra rolled her eyes. "Fine," she huffed. She knew there was no way she was going to get out of this anyway. "I'll do it when I get home. Because although you obviously have no problem with it, I find it awkward to text someone who's sitting across the restaurant."

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Johnny is a cute name :3

Johnny couldn't help but read the text from Meykell over and over again, especially the last line. No one ever called him cute, least of all girls. And Meykell was very pretty, so this was kind of a big deal for Johnny. He just wished it didn't make him feel like a fucking teenage girl, because if the other guys found out, they'd give him serious shit.

Hey, yeah I'd love to meet up! Maybe we could get coffee sometime? And I think Meykell is an interesting name :) Johnny pressed send before he could second-guess himself and let out a breath he wasn't aware he'd been holding in. He looked over at the girls' table to see if Meykell had gotten his message, but the girls were gone.

Double post.

Meykell, on the way back to her house, was practically cracking up about her scene at the restaurant. After parting ways with her friend Myra, she walked back to her shit hole of a house. Of course, like every night, her and Myra would phone each-other practically all night. After all, they didn't need sleep. When Meykell walked through the door, she sniffed the air. Where the hell were her parents? Well, at least this meant that she could just relax instead of getting into an argument with her parents. Sure, she loved them, but it was hard. Meykell was adopted, into a family of full bred werewolves, while she was something different entirely. So they were bound to have arguments.

She pulled her hoodie off her body, and threw it onto the couch. Flopping down beside it, she turned on the TV, and flicked through the channels. One thing she learnt throughout her years was that humans watched very bizarre things on the TV.

She fished her phone out of her jean pocket, and looked at the screen. Johnny sent her a message, how did she not hear it? Well, it wasn't too late to mess with him.

'Aww, thank you! I'm home alone, parents are probably out on business they forgot to tell me about. Bored as hell. If only you were here xxx'. Maybe Meykell pushed the boundaries a bit with the last line, but she didn't care. Toying with humans was fun, and Johnny was quite attractive for a human.

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The guys were departing ways, and since Zacky and Johnny lived on the same street, they started to walk side by side. "How did you do it, Johnny? I'm normally the womanizer, and that girl hasn't even texted me yet! I'm jealous of you, Johnny!" Zacky said with fake hurt in his voice, as he laughed it off. "Damn, has she texted you again?!"

"Yeah." The smaller male said, looking at his phone.

"Damn, you might be in for something Johnny!" Nudging him with his elbow, Zacky grinned at his friend as they continued to walk. "What's her name?"

"Meykell."

"Johnny, the first girl you get in a long time has a very exotic name. You scored good." Feeling slightly angry that he didn't receive a text, and Johnny was getting all the love, he huffed out into the air as he pulled out a cigarette.

@ SaveYourself;

Myra eyed with her phone with vexation as she stirred the pot of macaroni she was cooking. Meykell had been keeping her up-to-date on the tricks she was playing on Johnny, and while doing so was also incessantly bugging Myra to do the same with Zacky. And Myra wasn't really irritated that Meykell wanted her to do it - she was actually looking forward to playing tricks on Zacky - she was only annoyed that her phone had vibrated what seemed like two hundred times since she'd gotten home close to an hour ago.

After mixing in the cheese with her cooked macaroni, Myra grabbed a fork from the silverware drawer near the sink and went to her small living room. Grabbing the remote, she turned on the television and sat down on her couch, propping her feet up on her coffee table. She took a bite of her macaroni and as she chewed, picked up her phone. She thought for a moment. What should she say to Zacky? She didn't want to seem too eager; after all, she had no interest in pursuing the man and didn't want him to think she did. But if she came off too aloof, she might be able to toy with him for very long.

In the end she settled for something simple. 'Hey, it's Myra.'

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Johnny smiled as he read Meykell's latest text. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he'd ever have the phone number of someone as beautiful as Meykell, let alone have her saying that she wished he was at her house. Because Zacky was right. He and the others were the 'womanizers'; Johnny was never the first choice when it came to his friends and women. Most were attracted to Zacky's green eyes, Matt's dimples, Jimmy's goofy personality, Brian's defined jawline. But now someone was attracted to Johnny, with his short stature and inability to flirt at all. He just hoped he didn't fuck this up.

'Well maybe I could come over sometime and keep you company' Johnny hoped he wouldn't be putting Meykell off with his latest message. But judging from her last message, he thought the chances of that happening were pretty slim.

Meykell smirked, resting her feet on the arm of the couch, as she laughed to herself. Sure, relationships were forbidden with humans and all that... But she wanted to see just how far he would go. Knowing most men, he would probably want to go all the way, which Meykell wasn't bothered about. Of course, to her parents or anyone else in the supernatural community it would be described as a sin, but Meykell was all about breaking rules. After all, they were made to be broken. Besides, this wouldn't be the first time. Her kind were known to fool men, so why couldn't she fool Johnny?

She texted him her address, grinning to herself. 'It would be nice to have you as company, Johnny ;)' was what she finished the message off with, as he smirked to herself.

Standing up, she proceeded to open a can of beer, and sipped it gently. She wasn't a massive drinker, but it would take a lot to get her drunk. She walked upstairs, and slipped on her white and black jumper over her frame. Adjusting her jeans, she smirked in satisfaction at her appearance. "Time to be the trickster."

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Zacky felt his phone buzz, as he looked at it. 'As in Myra from the restaurant?? Well, hello! How are you?' Sending the text, Zacky relaxed against his bed post. With a smile, he pressed on his CD player and starting to listen to some tunes.

He was wondering how Johnny was getting on, Zacky knew he seemed very smiley and very giggly, so something must of happened over text. Zacky, however, couldn't believe that Johnny got an immediate response. Zacky, however, was feeling happy for Johnny. He hadn't had much luck in the girl department, unlike the others. Zacky just hoped this would go well.

He knew he would never hear the end of it, if it goes well or not. Then, a thought washed over Zacky, as he laughed. That thought was a weird one, and Zacky swore never to think of Johnny standing next to Meykell and noticing she was five inches taller than him. She probably wasn't, but hey, it's fun to think sometimes.

@ SaveYourself;

Myra wrinkled her nose in amusement when she read Zacky's text. Two question marks? The only other person who sent her texts with more than one was her thirteen year old cousin. Zacky seemed very enthusiastic, and to Myra it seemed like he was acting this way because it thought it would help him get into her pants. But that wouldn't be happening, as long as Myra kept her wits about her. Relationships in any caliber with humans were strictly forbidden, and Myra preferred not to jump into bed with people who didn't have long-term potential. But that didn't mean she couldn't have a little fun.

'I'm good, thanks. Just sitting at home, eating some mac&cheese and watching Criminal Minds'

Meykell thought it was weird that Myra was so obsessed with the crime drama, saying that she should get enough of that during her day-to-day life. But the plot lines were good and it didn't hurt that Matthew Gray Gubler was downright adorable. Myra smirked to herself as a though popped into her head. I wonder what Zacky would look like in a sweater vest, she thought.

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Johnny blinked in disbelief, staring at the screen of his phone. This couldn't be real. Meykell had given him her address. So that must mean she wanted him to come over. And that stupid winky face...it had to mean something, too. Johnny shook his head. This had to be Zacky or Jimmy playing a trick on him. No way some girl would want him to come over when they'd just met! Still, it couldn't hurt to give it a shot. And if turned out to be one of the guys tricking him, he could probably get a punch or two in before they realized what was happening.

'I'll be right over then ;)' he texted back. After hitting send, he put his phone down on the counter and went into his bedroom to grab a jacket. As he passed his full-length mirror, he caught sight of his reflection and frowned. He looked like a mess! He couldn't go over there looking like this. He went into his bathroom and tried to tame his hair a little before going to his closet. Johnny selected a gray v-neck and changed into that before spritzing on a little cologne. This time when he looked in the mirror, he smiled.

"Much better," he said, and then he hurried out the door.

((You portray Johnny in a way that makes me smile. Go dorky Johnny!!))
Meykell was helping herself to some lollypops from her freezer when she heard the bell go. Walking over and opening the door, she grinned seeing the male. "Hey, Johnny! Come on in." Opening her door and waving him in, she closed it and smirked. "Hopefully you don't mind me having this." She said, waving the red lollypop around. "I have a sweet tooth."

Plopping down on the couch, and patting the seat next to her, she started to suck the lollypop. "So, what do you want to happen tonight?" She asked with an amused smirk on her face, as she flicked through the channels. "Dude, you seem pretty dazed. You alright? You didn't think this was a prank, did you?"

"Honestly, I thought it was... I'm never lucky, so-"

"Well I'll be damned. You've never really been 'lucky?'. Why? I'd rather spend time with you than any of those other guys." I said with a smirk, hoping to butter him up.

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Mac & Cheese? My favorite. We must have a lot in common. Think I could take you out for a drink sometime?' Currently Zacky was spending the night around Jimmy's, playing Call of Duty till their thumbs get sore.

"So, what did you think about the case?"

"I think its stupid."

"Awww, why?" Jimmy whined, pressing all the buttons on the controller to kill all the zombies. "It couldn't of been a dog, it was a specific killing! Only their spleen and their hearts were missing, no dog could-"

"To much information." Zacky had a light stomach, and the thought of someone being ripped open sent chills down his spine. "Just shut up and get past round ten." He said, motioning towards the screen of zombies.

@ SaveYourself;

[Thanks! I was worried I was making him too weird XD]

'I don't see why not, I like drinks ;)'

Myra set her phone down next to her and returned to her macaroni. She had no idea why she'd put that winky face at the end of the message; maybe it was because there was definitely something about Zacky and she needed to lure him in so she could figure out exactly what it was. Speaking of strange feelings, Myra had them about Johnny as well, and she knew that she should probably ask Meykell to get some information about him.

Her strange feelings about Johnny and Zacky brought back memories of something she and Meykell had been told by a hooded figure years ago, when they'd first started their mission, for lack of a better word. The two of them had been entrusted with the task of closing the gate to Hell, which was the portal through which all evil beings entered earth.

She wasn't exactly sure - and the idea sounded so asinine that she doubted it slightly - but Myra had an inkling that Zacky and Johnny had something to do with closing that gate.

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Johnny gulped, fidgeting just slightly. He hated that he was so nervous but Meykell was right; he was hardly ever the one who got 'lucky'. But you heard that she just said, the voice in the back of his head said. She wants to spend the night with you.

"I guess most girls just like the guys better than me," Johnny finally answered, shrugging. "Dunno why though, I think I'm a catch." Meykell laughed and leaned against Johnny, placing her hand on his chest. Johnny threw his arm over her shoulder, finally feeling his nervousness ebb away.

((imagine if Zacky and Johnny were the key to closing the gates of Hell.. plot twist ))

Meykell smirked, as she looked up at Johnny. "In my opinion, you are a catch. That green eyed man looked... Icky." Gaining a laugh from the male, Meykell grinned wide at him, "I like it when you laugh."

Reaching over Johnny's lap to grab the remote, she picked up the black remote from the side of the chair after some struggling. "So, anything in particular you wanted to watch? You've got control." Passing the remote to Johnny, she stood up. "Want a beer?" With a sly smirk, she winked at Johnny before she walked off to get him a beer. "I want you to feel comfortable, Johnny. You seem on edge, trust me, this isn't a prank." With a small, cute chuckle, she pulled out two beers from the cooler, and walked back to the couch.

"What would be your perfect outcome for tonight?" Passing him the opened cold beer, she took a small sip of the substance. "I know what would be a good outcome for me, but what would be the ideal outcome for you?"

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"Jimmy, please. We all know that there is nothing supernatural or anything like that in the world. Let it go." Zacky grumbled, just wanting to get some sleep. He was currently spread across the couch in his house, as Jimmy was sitting on the floor playing his game on the TV.

"Just you wait, Zachary Baker! I'll prove you all wrong one day!" Jimmy still had his grin plastered on his face, as Zacky groaned at the mention of his name. With a roll of his eyes, he closed his eyes. His phone buzzed, which made him look at it half asleep. Of course, seeing who it was from, he instantly woke up.

Cool. Any specific time or day? I can't wait to see you ;)[/'i]' as he clicked send, he looked up to see Jimmy pouting at him. "What?"

"Why are you always on your phone?"

"Because a gorgeous chick is messaging me, anyway just play your game."