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Chapter 11 by CamTheBoredWriter CamTheBoredWriter

How do you mould Sarah?

Pure Sarah

Afriel's imprint really lived up to it's name, leaving a deep imprint in you. You feel like a better person, and you feel like you can't push Sarah in directions which she doesn't really want to go down anymore. As you watch her working hard in class, her mind straying to her fantasies from last night you work hard to influence her to forget about them, and see them as simply random hormonal things, by the end of the school day the past thoughts seem to be completely out of her mind.


Later that day Sarah is walking home, she stayed behind at school to finish some homework and from her home life you can understand why, she probably loves every second she can stay out of that shit hole. It's deep in Winter so the walk is darker than Sarah had anticipated, the streets would scare even you. You watch intently around her for any threats when suddenly a man walks out in front of her.

"Oh shit.." you whisper to yourself, eyes glued to the screen.

Run.

The thought spins through Sarah's mind over and over, the danger's so obvious yet she's glued to the spot. You type it over and overspamming the word run but still Sarah won't move an inch.

"Hey girly, what are you doing out so late?" the man says taking a step towards him, you notice a bulge in the top of his pants looking very much like a knife.

"I'm just going home from school.. my dad's expecting me." Sarah says bravely, but her voice is just a whisper. The man smiles down at her.

"Is he now? Well tell him I said hi."

The man suddenly grabs Sarah's arm, wrenching her away from the footpath towards the alley he came from. Sarah screams and wriggles trying to pull herself free but the man's too large for her. You see people watching from windows nearby, but they look away and close curtains to ignore it.

He lets go of Sarah's wrist suddenly, shoving her against a wall. Sarah stares up at him in fear, shaking like a leaf. You have no idea what to do to help Sarah until you have a light-bulb moment.

Kick him in the balls

It's simple but suddenly Sarah finds her courage just as the man's stepping towards her again. She kicks him hard, straight between the legs. He howls in pain, almost falling to the floor as he clutches his crotch in pain. Sarah bolts back the way they had come, turning quickly and heading towards her home. There are loud footsteps behind her though and angry yelling from the man.

She spins up the garden path, struggling with the gate first and just as she's halfway up her path the man grabs her roughly by the hair, throwing her to the ground with ease. She screams again as he begins dragging her back down the path, when the front door suddenly swings wide open. Her dad stands there holding a double barrelled shotgun which he aims right at the man. He drops Sarah and runs, Sarah's dad keeps the gun trained on the man and you seem him about to squeeze the trigger, when you suddenly see another influence box appear. You stare at it dumbly for a second before typing in it.

Don't shoot

The dad puts his gun down.

"Scum. He better run." he says before quickly walking to his daughter, helping her back to her feet, "are you okay sweetheart? Did that man hurt you?"

"A little.. just my head." she rubs her head where her hair was pulled. Her dad looks furious suddenly.

"Why are you so late?! For fucks sake Sarah, he could have killed you!" He suddenly raises a hand angrily as if to strike her, but you quickly type in the box again telling him not to, and he drops it by his side.

"Get inside. We'll talk about this another time."

Sarah trudges upstairs and into the bathroom. She stares at herself in the mirror before bursting into tears, still shaking from fear and the pure adrenaline running through her veins.


"That was sweet of you, Brent."

You spin around to the voice and find Afriel stood behind you, she's very translucent but quickly becoming opaque before your eyes.

"Nice trick." you murmur, imagining what would have happened if you had tried corrupting Sarah further.

"Thank you sir!" Afriel beams proudly, curtsying for you. You find the dumb smile back on your face again and quickly wipe it off.

"So, you're spying on me now?" you raise an eyebrow at Afriel and she looks defensively back at you, "I didn't realise you were so interested in me."

"No no no! I just- Sarah was distressed so I was checking in." she says with a huff, her cheeks going a light red.

"Lighten up Afriel, I'm just kidding around."

"Yeah, right. Anyway I'm also here to invite you to the Great Ball tonight! Since you're new I thought it would be good for you to meet the other Angels."

"Oh? Like a date?" you say, flashing her one of your winning smiles.

She sticks her tongue out at you playfully, you can't help notice her cheeks going a deeper shade of red.

"If you want to call it that, sure. Just meet me in my office in likeeee an hour!?" she says excitedly, "and we can pick each others outfits!"

She claps her hands suddenly her usual bubbly self as she bounces out of your office. You wonder what picking each others outfits will entail, and you can't help but find yourself picturing Afriel's perfect, naked body. You're pretty sure it's going to be a very pure, tame experience though. You turn your attention back to Sarah and find she's asleep having another nightmare. You sigh, changing it into a sweet dream about falling in love with one of her favourite celebrities before standing up.

You have some getting ready to do.

What's next?

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