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Adrian Harris has returned from the dead as a demon, and he's chosen a convenient target to take out his frustrations on.
Night
Beacon Hills Public School
Adrian Harris died years ago, murdered by the Darach, or dark druid, Jennifer Blake. The thing is, some say that nobody really stays dead in Beacon Hills, and... they might have a point, because Adrian Harris is also walking the darkened halls of Beacon Hills High School, currently closed due to the abundance of snow. Harris stalks the halls with a confident stride, moving with more swagger than during his previous life. He no longer wears suits and glasses, instead opting for a slight touch of scruff at his jaw, jeans, a leather jacket. There's a wicked smile on his lips, and his eyes... his eyes are pure, pitch black. They're the eyes of a demon.
How did the demon manage to get a body that looks exactly like Harris? Well, there are ways. Angelus may have started a trend with that. It's possibly less creepy than stealing a different body. Possibly.
Flinging open the door to the metal shop classroom, he steps in with a broad, evil smile and approaches the stores of parts and materials. As he sorts through for just what he needs, he holds up a crystal before his face, its sickly yellow glow flickering eerily across his features. "Not so special are you now, eh, Mister Stilinski? You may have graduated high school, but I give your chances at surviving the holiday season... a D-, at best."
As the equipment fires up noisily, it drowns out his rising, sadistic laughter...