An old friend comes to the rescue!

-Zach... I don't want to come with you. We can talk here if you want. -

Her initial arousal turned into untamed fear when the boy's grip on her arms became even tighter; she watched in horror as Zack's usual arrogance transformed into a wish for domination and superiority, a deep desire to obtain whatever he could wish. The book had changed him, whispering dark promises of power like it had did with her.

-Talk? We'll talk a lot Becky, talk about our grand destiny. But not now. -

-Leave me alone! -

She tried to hit him with a punch, but it was pointless. Her fist hit his hard rock chest without seemingly any effect, as his grip remained oppressive and unchanged. It was in that moment Becky realized the book had used her like a pawn, moving her on its chessboard ready to sacrifice her when a better instrument was found. She didn't know what that dark book was trying to achieve, but it was clear it had nothing to do with her happiness. Zack had been blinded by the smoke of hell, maybe forever.

-No, Becky, I'm not blind. I'll make you see -

He could even read her mind! The book had empowered him with powers even stronger than hers, rotting his very soul. Becky wanted to scream, but she was immediately silenced by a hot passionate kiss from her former lover. She tried to move away, but she was simply too weak to manage to do that. In a matter of seconds Zack's hands were already beginning to run across her body, holding her hips with the usual strength.

-Are you liking it now?-

In some twisted sense, yes she was really liking it. Zack has been transformed into a pleasure beast and a living sex god, but Becky knew she had to fight back. She felt his muscles relax, his grip finally loosening. Book or not, Zack remained an overconfident asshole. She was quick, she knew she had not much time to act. She quickly reached for his pants, grabbing his balls from outside the leather and squeezing them hard, her nails deep inside the fabric. She heard him scream for a bit, a pleasant, almost sexual scream. She smiled, happy to see arrogance repaid. He finally left her, pushing the girl away with all his strength. She fell on the ground, her back touching the road; as the element of surprise begun to lose its effect, she quickly got back on her feet, her hart a adrum inside her chest.

-Arggh you crazy slut! I'll...!-

-Bex? What the hell is happening? -

Becky turned away, met with a familiar voice. Running towards her from the school's entrance there was Danny, shocked and surprised. Zack didn't esitate, and quickly returned inside his car, wary of this unexpected interference. Becky could not resist the joy of finding a friendly face after days of sex, lust and remorse. She too runt towards him, hugging him tightly and putting her head on his chest. She had been wrong, so damn wrong. She should have answered his message the day before, all this mess would have never happened. Danny was speechless, unable to understand what was happening in front of him. Zack's Ford was quickly turned on, and begun steadily leaving the school to disappear after a turn.

-What was happening Bex? Did that prick hurt you? -

Becky breathed heavily. She couldn't focus. All she knew was that she was now safe, and that she had made a new powerful enemy. Just thinking about what had just happened terrified her, the subtle **** in Zack's grip, the thirst for power in his eyes. While still holding Danny firm, her heart continued to accelerate as the young woman realized the book had not simply changed her life, but was indeed preparing for far larger dark projects. She finally looked her former friends in the eyes, founding the same confusion an fear she felt inside her soul; they had mistakenly opened Pandora's box, and the only thing they could now was trying to seal it back. Forever.

-Dann, we have a problem. -