Me: Holy crap! I'm not dead! I've just been busy and had total writers' block. ;n; sad I know, but I'm back with one kinda scary story~! I hope you enjoy it~!
Gilbert: Shuddup and just disown us already!
Madeline: G-Gil! Be nice!
Me: Thank you Maddie! I don't own any Hetalia characters!
Gilbert: Now you can read my awesomeness!
Chapter One: Casper
"Guys, I don't know about you, but I am STOKED to visited the old asylum!" Gilbert Beilshmidt, pro-ghost investigator and medium, exclaimed to the two other men on his ghost team. Antonio Fernandez- Carriedo, the ghost therapist, smiled and chuckled at his friend.
"It's just like every other asylum we've been to amigo." the Spaniard said, sighing slightly.
"He is correct, mon ami~! Why are you so excited?" the french camera man, Francis, asked, smiling at Gilbert.
"Because, I heard that one of the ghosts isn't an evil one, but a loving one!" the German said happily as they carried all their equipment to the asylum they were spending the night at. It was said to be a haunted building, with at three ghosts, but some said there were just two. The three were about a block away now and Gilbert was nearly skipping with excitement.
"Gilbert, are you sure you're ready to go into another asylum? You remember what happened last time..." Antonio said, trailing off at the end. It had been several months since their last asylum, because the last one had not been good. A demonic presence had taken over the abandoned "hospital", but the trio had gone anyway by Gilbert's demand. Then, the German had had blonde hair and piercing blue eyes...
"Hurry guys! I don't know what's happening but it... it's doing bad things to me!" Gilbert called, coughing and convulsing violently. The others ran over, but not fast enough, for when they got there, Gilbert was gone.
His hair was now silvery white and his eyes crimson red, a new smirk placed deviously on his face.
"I have his body now, his soul is gone!" a deep, demonic resounding voice boomed at them. The two usually brave men shrank away from the demon, but Antonio could see a glimmer of fear in the new eyes, telling him that Gilbert wasn't gone yet.
With a new determination, Antonio grabbed his crucifix and holy water and he threw the water onto Gilbert, shouting "Bring him back!"
The creature hissed and he seemed to smoke where he was hit. But the smirk never left. The demon ran at an unimaginable speed, grabbing the Spaniard by his neck and pinning him to the wall.
"I am Lucifer's right hand, you can't defeat me with just a bit of water!" the thing cackled in laughter. The demand's grip tightened and Toni gripped at its hand, until the grip was suddenly gone and Antonio fell to the floor. When he looked up, he was shocked to see Francis pinning Gilbert's body down, a rose petal rosary hanging from his throat.
"Demon! Give me my best friend back!" the man yelled slapping the demon hard with the rosary's crucifix, leaving a large gash on his cheek. The deman thrashed around, screeching at an ear piercing volume, when suddenly, everything stopped. Gilbert had gone unconscious, but Francis kept his grip on him. That is, until he didn't feel a pulse anymore.
"Antonio! Call 911 quickly!" he shouted, climbing off Gil and preforming CPR. Not even five minutes later, the paramedics arrived and immediately began working on him. When they finally had his heart beating again, they took him to the hospital. There, an exorcism was preformed, just in case. But even after the demon had gone, Gilbert still carried the memory and the red eyes and silver hair.
"I'm fine Toni, there aren't demons at this one." Gilbert reassured him, smiling and patting Antonio's shoulder.
"Ok mi amigo, but be careful please." the Spaniard requested and Gilbert nodded.
"Boys, we have arrived~!" Francis exclaimed, a smile breaking out on his face. Gilbert smiled and looked at the front of the building in the evening light. He tilted his head to the side ever so slightly as he viewed the dark purple, green and yellow energy waves coming from the building.
"No way... there are two dark energy waves and one super bright one. I've never seen such a bright yellow energy wave before!" Gilbert said and even Francis was surprised.
"I can see a faint line on the camera even! It's surrounding one room, come look!" Francis shouted and the other two gathered around the camera. Sure enough, a faint, misty yellow line surrounded on of the windows.
"Joder! That's a good thing, right Gil?" Toni asked, worrying slightly.
"Totally! The lighter the color, the nicer the ghost! Yellow is the lightest a human ghost can get, any lighter is an angel." Gilbert said, smiling. Toni and Francis let out a sigh of relief.
"Well then, let's go!" Toni exclaimed, running up to the doors, the two following close behind. The sun was setting and the three needed to hurry up inside.
"I'm going to check out Casper real fast, I'll meet you guys on the right side!" Gilbert exclaimed, running off the left side, where the yellow and the green waves were coming from.
He ran from room to room, looking in to see if he could find any presence. All were failed attempts, until he came to one particularly dark, dreary room.
Gilbert slowly stepped into the room, taking out a flashlight and shining it around.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" he called out. The light then shown on a corner of the room, making a small body present. The body was frail, especially in the over sized hospital gown, with golden blond hair.
"Casper?" he asked, slightly joking. He definitely didn't expect the presence to turn around, but the most shocking part.
It was a young girl, with the sweetest face and the most stunning, frightened purple eyes.
Author Note~!
So that's chapter one! Just a few notes:
Joder: Spanish for "fuck"
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