Here's another story for you! So...LOVE IT! I don't own WK.
Only he could see her...
It started when he was four and it stayed with him ever since then. He started talking to them and everyone thought it was just imaginary friends he was always with. But when he turned eight, his parents were real worried. They took him to specialists, who said there was nothing that could be done. They went to doctors, in which one said he needed to go to an asylum because he wasn't right in his head. One day, when the parents were about to give up and just try to make things seem like normal, there was a bright red smoke flash that appeared before them. It was a strange woman that told them she had heard of this child and knew that she could help him so they agreed. So they called the boy into the room.
"Chris! Come on, honey! Come out and meet this nice lady that's here!" a woman called Mrs. Kratt, yelled to her youngest son of two boys.
"Coming!" came a child's muffled voice. In entered this child by the name of Chris Kratt. He wore a light green shirt, which had a little bit of mud stained on it. He also wore brown shorts because it was summertime and really hot outside. He had brown hair that was spiked in the front and chocolate brown eyes that looked around at everything, observing the strange women.
"What...wha...what do ya want?" Chris asked in a quiet voice.
"Ha, ha. Child, come here," she said as she was smiling to him and he started slowly coming towards her,"You must be the great Chris."
"Yes, I'm Chris, Chris Kratt!" he said looking over at his parents confused as to why she was there.
"Child, you have a great destiny. A destiny of rescuing the animals and the humans and even the planet as you call it EARTH!" she said looking at him. He just looked at her like she was thinking he was someone else.
"You can see things others around you can't, can you not? You hear weird voices saying things and even telling you what to do, and there is one way I can make sure that you can do those things."
She pulled out an ancient looking book that had dust on the cover which was blocking the words in the title. She held the book up and blew on it sending the dust into a ball and turning it into a key. She gave both the book and the key to Chris.
"Child, think. You know how to open this." she said to him with patience, knowing that it may take a while for him to unlock the book. So he sat down and looked at the book for what seemed like hours and finally he heard a voice behind him.
"Remember what I told you two weeks ago?" asked a little girl ghost who always hung around him.
"Oh...ya, I remember!" Chris said to the ghost. He took the key and waved it around the book, said some weird foreign words and throw the key at the book. The book turned into a old but high tech computer. The woman took the book and said something that was in the book which made a clear screen show up above the book that looked a lot like a computer screen. Chris looked at the book like he wasn't sure if it was awesome that the book could do that or if he was dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.
"Child, this is no dream. Here is the history, story, and future." with that she tapped a few letters on the screen and it started playing. On the screen, there were lots of people dressed in white, walking around and happily chatting to each other. The computer started to speak.
There once was peace, love, and light. But that all changed as darkness enveloped the land killing off anything it could control. Soon, only the few that couldn't be controlled were still good but not for long. One by one, these people started to disappear until there were only one person left. This person, upon seeing a weird looking book, got the book and read it. The person started to hear voices of friends who had died and looked up. There stood all of the good people that were killed by the evil, the shadow, and had been taken to their deaths. They told him what was needed to bring peace back and he did it. All evil people who weren't killed turned good again and he saw all of the ghost friends leave and there was good again, but the darkness was still there, causing death. The person's power of ghost seeing passed onto another good person when he died and just continued to transfer to other people.
"And that child, is when you came along and the power found you." the woman said.
"You have the grand power to change this world and you will someday but first," she pulled out an ancient ring that was a ghostly color of whitish-yellow with some black,"You must wear this, the person in the book had nothing to protect himself with, but you can. Just place it on your finger, and the darkness will not find you. BUT, IF YOU TAKE IT OFF, you will see different. You will see a lot of ghosts and hear all their wales. This ring will stop most of that, but you may see a ghost once in awhile so put it on, child."
Chris looked at her then his parents, took the ring and put it on. At once, it flashed a bright green the stayed green even when he wore it. He looked around and couldn't see or hear anyone. He looked at the woman sadly.
"Don't be sad child, you can still see and hear the ghosts even with the ring on, if you wish to." she said knowing what he was thinking.
"Now, no one can know about this so don't talk to ghosts when someone is near." she told Chris.
"Not even Martin?" Chris asked unsure.
"If he is your brother, you should not tell him, especially Martin because he would not understand this," she said to him as he had a little bit of tears in his eyes,"Don't cry, child. This is a gift not a curse. Now I must leave at once!"
She turned around and walked to the middle of the room and like how she entered, she left in a bright red smoke flash. Chris' parents came over to Chris and hugged him as he started to cry.
"Quiet, son. We must hid this gift." said Mr. Kratt.
"But why, why do we have to hide it!" Chris said in between cries.
"No one would understand about this, honey." Mrs. Kratt said to Chris sadly.
"Ok, mommy." Chris said sadly looking down at the floor.
"Let's get something to eat, son!" Mr. Kratt said carefully to his son.
"No thanks, daddy. I'm not hungry." Chris said as he walked away to his bedroom. He never saw another ghost from then on. He recovered enough to fool his brother and life went on like normal.
Longest chapter I have made so far. Hope you likey this story. Please post a review!