A/N: I have been wanting to write another Casper fic for a long time but never had a good solid story plot. Now I do, sort of, so I will start it now and hopefully it will be enjoyed by all. The rating may change later and I will let you know when and if it does.
Also, this is a StretchxKat fic but may end up being a little bit of a slow burn, I haven't decided yet.
Finally, if any of you readers are well versed in the supernatural and mythical histories try not to take this story too seriously. This is a for fun, not for profit fic and you will most likely see incorrect references to all kinds of shadow creatures and demons etc. Just try to take the story for what is it and don't shame review because it's not accurate. This isn't meant to be an informative bio of mythical and supernatural creatures. It is supposed to be an easy, light read, with a simple plot and nothing fancy.
Light or no editing.
Read and Review and let me know what you think.
Chapter I
Untouched
When the candles flickered and a gust of toxic wind swept through his rooms Sade groaned and rolled his eyes. Bringing long thin fingers up he rubbed at his eyes, teeth clenching and pointed ears drooping in annoyance.
"What is it now!" he bellowed to an empty room as the thick velvet curtains were pushed out of the arched windows and the light from the many small flames dimmed.
"It's time, Sade!" Came a hissed whisper from no one, the voices seemingly traveling on the acrid wind blowing his room about.
Book pages fluttered and the bone chandelier swung, "Time for what?" he barked out as he stood from and plodded down the few steps before his throne angrily.
"It is time for you to find a bride! You must find a bride! A bride! You must find a wife!" the wind hissed with determination and Sade heaved a sigh and shook his head.
"Already? Honestly, I've only been on the throne, what? One hundred years? My brother was given five before he had to find a human." he mused as his red eyes looked to the strange markings on the floor.
Several started to glow and he swallowed nervously, "Oh dear, well, surely we can wait a few more years, no need to rush into things-"
"A bride! A bride! You must find one now! Or you will not remain upon the throne! You must have a queen! No shadow king without a human queen!"
The voices grew louder and louder until finally Sade flung out his hands, "Alright! Enough you nasty old bat! Very well." He agreed reluctantly, "I will find some pathetic little thing I can marry. Will that suffice?"
"A bride! A Bride you must have a bride!" the wind chanted though it was not near as loud as before.
"I will take that as a yes. You'd think as King I'd be able to just have a wife or two presented to me. Ah, well. Can't let my entire life be handed to me. If its a queen the underworld wants, then a queen it shall get...and after our wedding night I will keep her in the dungeons." he mused happily.
He crossed to his bed and dragged off the black cloak, swinging it around himself he became nothing but a shadow, swiftly moving out the window and towards the world above.
Any mortal female would do, once she was here he could ignore her easily enough, the last thing he wanted was some human female screaming her head off because there were ghosts and demons around.
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Kat leaned back as the ghostly trio wailed at her, the gush of air pressing her hair back and causing her to nearly lose her balance. The cackling that followed the rather dazzling display of screaming and howling made her roll her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Finished?" she asked.
"What? Not good enough for you? I think it will scare the pants off those little fleshy goon friends of your." Stretch said with a rather large smirk.
"First off, they aren't my friends. Second, I don't just want them scared. Borderline traumatized would be good."
"Oh yeah, we can do that!" Fatso said as he slapped his belly and chuckled darkly.
"Uhm, Kat? Are you sure this is a good idea? I mean, I can do it for you, we don't have to get my uncles involved." Casper said from right next to her.
"Oh! That would be good! Very scary! Hello kids! Want to come play with me? I have ice cream and cookies and plenty of bored games we can play!" Stinkie harassed and the trio broke down into laughter.
"Casper, no offence, but I want Victor and his stupid little gang out of the cemetery. Every year the senior boys vandalize the place and it costs hundreds of dollars for the people of Friendship to fix it! I mean, I think it's time those creeps learned to respect the dead. Your uncles are perfect for the job."
Casper looked down dejectedly and sighed, "Yeah, I know, it's just, well, I wish I could help-"
Stretch reached down and yanked Casper up to him, cradling the small ghost in his arms, "Oh! You want to help Casper? Well how bout you go down to the store and by some diapers for the kiddies!"
"They're going to need 'em by the time we get through with them!" Fatso bellowed and the trio descended into laughter once again.
Kat couldn't stop the smirk that appeared on her face, "Excellent."
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"Now, while I am gone, no going to parties, no trouble making and-"
"No one in the house. Yeah dad, I know." Kat said as she took the keys to the house from her father and helped him get his final piece of luggage situated on top of the car.
"I will be gone a week, at most. All you have to do is-"
"Everything you say. Dad, come on, please?" she begged, hoping he would spare her the rest of his rules and regulations. She knew them by heart and was more than ready to be father free for a week so her and Casper could enjoy the sweet taste of freedom.
"Alright." he said with a gentle smile. He leaned down and gave a soft kiss to her forehead before finishing the tie down for the luggage.
"I left the number where you can reach me in my study. If the trio gets out of hand call me, I will get them to leave you alone."
"Da-ad!" Kat groaned out and he finally relented, taking a final survey of the decaying property and then nodding, "Casper, you keep a careful eye on her. I am counting on you!"
"No worries, Doctor Harvey! Kat's in good hands!" the little ghost chirped.
"And you three, be nice to my daughter, treat her as if she is one of your own, got it?" James said to the trio who was floating lazily nearby.
James cleared his throat and Stretch looked up, catching the man's eye, he smacked his brother and then nodded, "Yeah, sure thing Doc, like one of our own. We'll take good care of the little street rat."
Kat eyed her dad with worry but James just smiled, "Right, no worries, I will be back as soon as possible. Love you, Bucket."
"Love ya, dad." she repeated.
Several minutes later the good doctor was driving down the bumpy overgrown road and heading out of town.
As soon as the car was out of sight Kat and Casper cheered and then ran swiftly inside, ignoring the calls from the trio who were already chomping at the bit to get to the cemetery.
"What do you want to do first!" Casper cheered happily, "I was thinking binge watching old movies, pizza, ice cream and then a game of find-the-spook!"
Kat smiled but rolled her eyes, "Casper, don't you remember what's going on tonight?"
The little ghost thought about it and then grew excited, "Oh, right! The cemetery! Scaring the snot out of those punks!"
"Come on, let's go get ready. I want to get pictures of the whole thing!" and Kat shot for the stairs, racing the little ghost to her room.
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He didn't need someone pretty, and he didn't need someone young. He just needed to find a female human who was relatively aware so she could speak her vows. The one thing he had to make sure of is that her aura was pure, no previous shades, shadows or ghosts having taken over her body.
He had been flying around the woods for a good hour now, waiting for the sun to set so he could progress towards the nearest town.
Sade had popped into the darkest part of the woods he could find, and waited for the sun to set. This was the ancestral hunting grounds. Though he did not know why, this particular spot was where all the previous kings had come to find their brides.
All I need is a female, no one special, get her and get back home.
The time to move came quickly enough and his shadow flooded over the small ocean side town like a veil. He rushed through the streets, seeing plenty of females but none with the right aura. It was as if every single female in this town had come into contact with ghosts. Every single one of them had been overshadowed at some point or another.
Sade was shocked by the amount of ghosts that must be haunting this area and he realized he would be hard pressed to find a pure aura like he required. Still, he had to keep looking. This is where his forefathers came, he could not bring a bride from somewhere else. The sooner he found a girl the sooner he could go home. The last thing he wanted was to be bound to this earthly town looking in vain for a bride like some wraith or phantom. If he had to he would choose a child and wait for her to mature, keep her from being possessed until he could take her.
That sounded like a tedious expenditure of his time, but if he couldn't find one who was untouched and of the right age or older then he might have no choice, "There must be one clean girl around here somewhere!" he hissed, and that is when he heard a laugh.
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Kat was trying to keep Casper calm and quiet, trying to keep him from blowing their cover. The young ghost had turned invisible so should any passers by spot them, all they would see is a teenager walking along the boundaries of the cemetery.
"This would look way less suspicious if I had a dog with me." She hissed as an older couple gave her an odd look as she passed by. Giving a wave and a toothy grin, Kat kept walking, knowing Casper was right beside her even though he could not be seen.
"Where are your uncles! They said they would meet us here!" Kat said from between clenched teeth. The sun had gone down a half hour ago, Victor and his gang of hooligans would be here any minute!
It was a tradition, the night before halloween, the senior boys would steal away into the cemetery and vandalize it. Casper had told her stories from what he could remember of the early days. Originally, it hadn't been so bad. A pumpkin man here, a few tossed wreaths there, but as the years went by the kids grew more and more disrespectful.
Last year, Kat's Junior year, five of the headstones had been cracked in to, one of the oldest mausoleums had been broken into and left a mess with beer cans, condoms and other various wastes. The front gate had even been unhinged and left to swing and wobble dangerously, with spray paint running all along the beautiful stone fence that separated the holy ground from the rest of the town.
"Don't worry Kat, this year it will be different. You'll make sure those brutes don't destroy or hurt anything." Casper confirmed happily.
Kat gave a soft smile and pushed the hair out of her face as she looked at the old plots around her, "I hope so. It's so twisted how they could be so messed up. I mean, these are people's loved ones. They matter to the people of Friendship. Hell, I bet some of the boy's that do this have relatives here. It's like they just don't care."
"They probably don't." Casper said regretfully.
"Yeah, well, after tonight no one will want to come back, especially when I post these photos of them getting scared off all over school. It's going to be pretty great." As Kat went about checking the camera to make sure it was up and running she suddenly stopped and ducked down.
"Hey, you hear that?" she whispered, "It sounded like voices!"
"I'll go check it out, wait here!" and the little spirit rushed up high and then flew out over the cemetery.
Kat waited, crouched down behind a gravestone and continued to work on her camera. She hoped the ghostly trio would keep their word and make good on scaring the snot out of those Varsity knuckleheads.
Kat's eyes were drawn from her camera when she felt a chill run up her spine. It wasn't the type of chill she felt when Casper came into a room, nor the type she felt when the ghostly trio was around.
This chill felt different, made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end and her heart rate increase. Suddenly, she felt like she was being watched and something in her gut told her she should move.
"Kathleen-" came a hushed voice and slowly Kat stood, looking around slowly, the dark obscuring her view and casting odd shadows.
Being a level headed girl, Kat rarely got spooked from the dark itself, but right now she felt like she wanted to be anywhere else.
"Hello? Casper?" She waited but no reply came, "Stretch? Fatso? Stinkie?" Still nothing, and yet she felt as if it was getting colder, felt as if something was surrounding her.
"Guys, come out now, come on don't pull this scary ghost crap on me right now! I need you scaring the little weasels, not me!"
"Kathleen-" the hushed voice called again, though it sounded closer and the temperature kept dropping, "Okay. I don't think I know you, I'm just going to...go." as she turned to run she let out a short blast of noise and jumped when Casper greeted her.
"Ohmygod, Casper, w-why would you do that?" She asked as she sucked in air and brought a hand to her chest. Her heart was hammering and she looked up at him with a smile, "Wanted to prove you could be just as scary as your uncles, huh? Well, that was good, you almost had me running."
"Huh? Kat, what are you talking about? I did-"
"Get down! There they are!" Kat said as she motioned for Casper to move next to her behind the headstone, "Alright, you're uncles better deliver or I am going to be very pissed off."
They watched from afar as the boy's creeped in cautiously, all of them twisting their heads this way and that, looking for anything or anyone that might try and catch them in this act of defilement.
"Those leeches." Kat sneered and she pulled out her camera and prepared to get some shots.
The boys were well into the thick of the cemetery when Kat heard the first signs of the trio at work and she grew excited, "Come on! We have to get further in or I won't be able to get any pictures."
"Right!" and Casper flew after her as she rushed quietly around the plots.
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Sade watched her from the shadows, lurking just near enough to never lose sight of her, but far enough she couldn't sense him.
He had been surprised to see how finely tuned her sixth sense was, she had felt him long before he was in close range of her. Spoke out as if she knew of creatures that could exist in another form.
The surprise he had felt at her instant recognition of his shadowy form, however, paled in comparison to him learning that this girl was in fact friends with a ghost. She was also, seemingly, the only female in the entire town who had not ever been possessed by one.
His interest was peaked, and he watched as she ran around with the little spirit and talked to him not only without fear, but with a certain air of command. She was a very interesting human and he wanted to know more about her.
He stayed quiet and out of the way, keeping his shadowy form close so as not to set off her intuition again. It was sometime later when all Hell seemed to break loose.
There was suddenly screaming, ghostly wails, crying and a stampeding of feet upon the ground as a large group of boys ran from the body yard like infants. The human girl snapping photos the entire time and laughing mercilessly.
She's just as mischievous as an imp! He mused in delight and when it all seemed to calm to a near deathly quiet she spoke again, "Alright, you can show yourself! You're not going to scare me guys!"
From this air three more ghosts appeared and they swarmed around her cackling wickedly, "So whatcha think short-sheet, seeing your uncles in action like that!" The tall thin one called happily.
"It was awesome!" the little ghost called as he spun around with the girl in middle who was laughing and holding her hands in the air triumphantly.
"Not every day you get to see the pros at work!" The fat one said, his deep voice rumbling out into the night.
"We scared the piss right out of 'em!" the third ghost added and the girl seemed increasingly happy.
"Yeah, it was great! I owe you. Next time you need a favor, it's on me, cool?" she asked.
The three ghosts came to a halt before her crossed their arms over their chests, "What could a bone bag like you possibly do to help three badass ghosts like us?" The tall one asked.
"I don't know, but if the day ever comes, I'm your fleshy." she said with a smirk.
"You'd never be my Fleshy!" the small bucked tooth one yelled.
"Yeah, too skinny!" the fat one mocked.
Sade felt himself seeth. It was odd enough the girl seemed to be friends with these lesser spooks, but she put up with their muelling and berating behavior. He had selected her to be his queen, which meant, she was to be issued respect.
"What do you think, Stretch? She your fleshy?" the smelly one said.
"I don't know, what about it Kitty Kat? Wanna be taken for a spin by good ol' uncle Stretch?" and the ghost brought his fingers together, cracking the knuckles he didn't have and went to dive towards her, "Tut tut, I still have my charm." the girl smirked.
This made the tall one pause and Sade focused on her hand, a very small bottle filled with some sort of dust dangling from her belt.
"You brought that? And I thought we were all friends!" The tall one said angrily as the two other ghosts seemed to hide behind him.
"We aren't friends, we are family, which means I don't trust you as far as I can throw you. You've never been able to possess me and I am not going to let you start!"
"You sneaky little meat sack, aren't you just so clever."
"Clever enough to keep you out of my body Stretch. That won't ever change."
"Puh-lease, you'd love me inside dat body ah yours, I'd show you a great time! It's your loss bone bag!"
The girl simply rolled her eyes and tucked her charm away, "Come on Casper, let's go get some ice cream." and with that the girl and the small white ghost wandered away leaving the three ghosts to float in their spots.
"You are never going to get in her body." the fat one said as he watched the girl go.
"Shut up! I been in every female body in this town! Once they turn eighteen I take each and every one for a spin! Kitty Kats no different. I just need a plan to get that stupid charm off her!"
"Doc Harvey won't be happy if he finds out you took her for a ride." the smallest of the three said looking down with worry.
"What Doc Harvey don't know won't hurt him. Kitty Kats eighteen, and the only female in this town who hasn't been possessed by yours truly. Before her dear ol' daddy gets back I will get her good. End of story. Now come on, we need to think of a plan!"
Sade felt rage ignite.
This girl is unique, friends with ghosts, mischievous as an imp and highly intelligent too. I want her. I may not even have to keep her in my dungeon. She is already acclimated to the dead, and smart enough to outwit them. Her aura is pure and as long as she has that charm she will be protected from body snatchers like that man-whore of a ghost.
Sade admitted to himself that he had not intended to become involved. This mission had been a simple snatch and grab. But now, seeing this girl he felt a certain attachment growing. This must have been what his father had meant all those thousands of years ago.
Some shadow kings choose a girl at random, not much caring for the idea of soul mates and the like. But my dear darkling, if you do decide to search for and end up finding your soul mate, the female with which you were meant to be, you will be enchanted and ensnared from the moment you see her and no other place holder will do.
Sade had thought it all rubbish as a young darkling, but now, now he saw the truth in his father's words. This girl, young Kathleen, called to him and in his mind no other girl would do.
But that charm could be a problem. While it could not stop him for long it would deny her to him for awhile until he became acclimated to its presence. He would have to proceed carefully. He would also need to catch up with human history and see how young women in this world prefered to be courted.
It would not do to scare her away or come on too strong, yet he was not willing to leave her to the mercy of that ghost who was set on the desire to possess her body. If that were to happen he would be unable to make her his own.
Sade focused his mind and from his home he summoned three of his favorite minions, the most intelligent he had, which was saying something given they were all soulless shadow creatures.
When they appeared before him he spoke quickly and with authority, "The girl I desire has just left, I want her under constant surveillance, no one, ghosts included are to be allowed near enough to do her any harm or possess her. Do not show yourself to her and do not be found out by anyone else. She is not to know you are there. I will return shortly once I have adequately prepared myself to approach her. Find her scent and follow her, if anything happens to her you will be made to suffer for the next thousand years, understand?"
The creatures hissed and growled their acknowledgments and then were off, racing through the shadows to find the girl in question and protect her until their master was ready to take her.
Sade slowly shifted and gazed out at the small town before him, there must be some place he can catch up on the times. He moved slowly through the streets, his shadow slinking and sneaking through the small alleys and down the cracks of the streets.
It did not take him long to find what he was looking for, a school and right across from his a rather large library. Between the two he should be able to find all the information he needed. His wicked smile would have sent shivers down the most courageous spine.
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"Why do you think your uncle wants to possess me so much? I mean, I know everything is a game to him, but honestly, it's starting to creep me out." Kat said as she licked at her ice cream cone.
They had managed to get to the towns local ice cream shop, the Dairy Fairy, before it had closed for the night. She had gotten her favorite, pumpkin flavoured ice cream with caramel pralines mixed in and she licked at the cone happily.
Casper had elected to get a small vanilla cone, though he couldn't truly taste or enjoy it he did seem to like going through the motions and as the ice cream dropped through him it left a small trail of melted ice cream behind on the pavement.
It was late enough and dark enough the streets were relatively empty, but upon passers by Kat would merely raise her hand and take hold of the cone so as not to alarm anyone about the magically floating dairy treat.
"I don't know. As far back as I can remember Uncle Stretch has always been into possession. It's like his favorite pastime, like baseball or gambling. Everytime a girl in town turns eighteen he takes her over and spends a couple hours inside her body. I think he just gets a kick out of it."
"He gets something out of it." Kat mused with annoyance. She had no doubt the leader of the ghostly trio took more perverse pleasures in taking the young girls of Friendship for this so called "ride" of his than Casper knew or then Stretch let on, but Kat was never going to let him do that to her.
Even if she was wrong and Stretch simply walked around in their bodies aimlessly for a few hours she wasn't ever going to end up on his list. She felt empowered being the only "untouched" girl and it gave her a certain satisfaction to deny the angry egomaniac the one thing he had ever truly wanted from her.
Every since she had turned eighteen Stretch had been getting more and more determined to take her over and she worried that if she wasn't careful he would somehow trick her into dropping her guard.
That was the reason she had made the charm in the first place. She had just turned seventeen when she learned about Stretch's strange fetish and the instant she had Kat had gone to the library and looked up what she might be able to do to prevent such a thing from happening to her.
All she needed was a teaspoon of salt, some bone meal and a pinch of dirt from the ghost's grave. That had been the hardest part, for while the Mcfadden graveyard was not in the town below it did rest in the forest on the steep slopes of the hill. Her and Casper had looked for several hours before they found the right graves and that is also how she learned their true names.
Liam "Stretch" McFadden, Rory "Stinkie" Mcfadden and Alec "Fatso" Mcfadden had all been buried in a hair's breadth of each other and so it had been easy to grab some soil from all three graves and create the charm she now kept on her day and night.
The book had also encouraged the user to add blood meal and a special type of moss to the small vile as that would help to further ward off other entities that may try to lay claim to her body.
She had felt incredible when she discovered it worked perfectly and the trio could no longer enter her room if she hung the charm from her door handle. Needless to say the trio had not been pleased by this turn of events.
She now remained the only eighteen year old who had not been "taken for a ride" by Stretch McFadden and she relished in how much it got to him.
They had reached the bottom of the drive to Whipstaff Manor when she felt a chill run up her spine. It had been similar to the one she had felt in the graveyard and instinctively she pulled the small bottle from her pocket and held it in the palm of her hand.
"Casper?"
"Hmm?" he asked as they turned up the long winding road leading to their home.
"Why did you try to spook me in the cemetery earlier? Did it really bother you that I asked for your uncle's help and not yours?"
The trip from the end of the drive to the house on foot usually took a good thirty minutes and the ground was not the most even terrain so Kat tread carefully and Casper stayed close incase she should fall in the dark.
Truthfully though Kat had now walked this road so many times it was nearly second nature to her. She had been fourteen when she came to Whipstaff Manor, four years later and she couldn't imagine living anywhere else.
"Yeah, about that, that wasn't me." Casper said nervously as he looked at his nearly gone cone and tossed it off into the woods. Kat eyed him with worry as she finished her own cone and whipped her fingers on her jeans.
"Weird." Kat mused under her breath as they continued their journey up the sloping hillside. The trees grew thicker as they walked and Kat inhaled the scents of pine and fall as it swirled around her.
"Do you think it could have been my uncles?" Casper offered as they rounded one of the sharp curves and could see the clearing about a quarter mile on.
"I don't think so. I mean, this is going to sound strange but, I can kind of...recognize them. Just like I can recognize you. Even if I can't see you I can tell which one of you is in the room with me."
"Whoa, really?" Casper asked in awe.
Kat blushed and nodded as she tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
"What do I feel like?" Casper asked with excitement.
"Well, it's kind of like, oh- I don't know it's like…" she stopped suddenly as they had come to the gate and it was her favorite part of the walk home. Casper smiled as he took her hands and gently pulled her up into the air.
He flew her the rest of the way home, now being safe from the view of anyone who might be nearby. When he set her down on the front steps of the house she pulled the keys from her pocket and unlocked the door.
"So come on, tell me, what do I feel like?" Casper asked again and Kat sighed, "Alright, well, when you come into a room it's like, like- I get these small vibrations in my chest and up my spine. Like a tingling feeling that kind of stays with me until you leave.
"Whoa, cool!" Casper said as he gently floated on his side next to her, "What about my uncles?" Kat smirked as they headed for the kitchen.
"Well, that depends." she started.
"On what?"
"On if they are alone or together." Kat laughed, pushing the door open and walking in to go hunt down something for dinner.
"Okay, what if they are together?"
Kat thought about it and then decided honesty was the best policy, "Well, when your uncles are together I get a feeling of dread or humour that builds in my stomach. Sometimes leading to anxiety and other times excitement. I suppose it depends on their intent."
"So, you actually can associate positive feelings with my uncles presence?"
"Mmhm, hard to believe I know." she snorted as she pulled some cold chicken from the fridge.
"And...separately?"
Kat stilled at the counter, thinking about it and feeling a blush come to her cheeks.
"Well, when it's your Uncle Fatso, I feel extremely hungry, and my stomach rumbles loudly." Casper laughed at this and Kat sat down at the table more than happy to pick at the cold fried chicken as she spoke.
"My Uncle Stinkie?"
Kat couldn't help laughing at this one as it was both funny and embarrassing, "Well, mostly, I just get the feeling of wanting to roll around in dirty clothes and sometimes I feel like I need to...go to the bathroom."
Casper stared at her a moment and then they both burst out into laughter, "Yeah, weird right?" she said as her eyes glimmered with mirth.
"Oh, that's great!" Casper sighed as he brought a hand to his transparent head, having laughed far too hard, "What about my Uncle Stretch?"
This made Kat still and chew the piece of chicken in her mouth slowly, "Stretch is-" she paused again and decided she would have to bend the truth a little as she didn't feel comfortable sharing all of it with Casper.
"Anger. When it's just him I feel a cold anger settle in the pit of my stomach, and sometimes a certain amount of-"
Perversion. Certain areas you'd rather not mention tingle, your brain goes a bit fuzzy and your heart beats faster.
"Aggression." she said instead of the truth.
"Oh." Casper said sadly and Kat glanced up at his face to see how bad he felt for his uncle.
"Uncle Stretch has always been a little hot tempered, I just didn't realize it was so-"
"Engrained?" Kat offered for lack of a better word.
"I guess." he said and they sat in silence for awhile until finally Kat spoke again, picking up her plate and throwing the bones away in the trash, "I do know this, whatever it was I felt tonight in the cemetery wasn't something I was familiar with, and honestly, it really creeped me out. I think we should avoid the cemetery for awhile, at least until dad gets back."
"Agreed." Casper said with a nod and Kat put her plate in the sink, washed her hands and headed for the door, "Come on, let's go see what's on t.v."
A/N: Alright, so begins chapter one. Chapter two will be along shortly and hopefully will have more Stretch Kat moments and some new info on Sade. Read and Review and let me know what you think.