A Spirit's Obsession

Ch.1: Being Haunted?

Some people don't believe in ghosts. But they are there. Even if to watch us, to haunt us, or even to help us, they're there. But they won't just show themselves for no reason… There is always a reason.

Our story starts with a boy with red hair, pale skin, and blue eyes walking down the hall. The house creeps him out still, no matter what room he's in. Even if it's in the living room or his own bedroom, he feels uneasy. And again he neglects his homework, trying to find a comfortable spot in the house to settle and work. Otherwise, he'll forget to do it and try to do it before school, and that would mean having to go early. The boy named Tala didn't want to go early. He let out a sigh and continued down the hall he'd only been in once in the large, old house his family had recently moved into; all for the sake of being closer to his school. This part of the house made his skin crawl and the hair on the back of his neck stand up and melt with his longer pieces on hair. Slowly, cautiously, he stepped down the hall. His footsteps echoing threw it. Very few doors were in this hall and he'd explored them all. A majority of them were empty and dusty with boring wood floors and pale, white painted walls. He had found some glass in the floor of one and in another some possible blood stains, but Tala couldn't confirm that.

Slowly, he passed a door with a rusty handle and it caused him to stop and stare. The paint was old and was chipping off. The knob was rusty and looked like it was half way off. The redhead's curiosity had been perked and he reached out to the handle. Just as Tala was about to touch it, he froze. His hand felt cold. Tala stared, wanting to open the door and see what's inside. So he did, but found out that it was locked from the outside. The redhead growled and picked the lock with a paper clip he dug out of his pocket. When he heard the 'click' Tala took hold of the knob and slowly turned it, pushing the door open gently. It creaked and moaned with the displeasure of being opened again. The hinges were rusty too… Tala took two steps inside and looked around the dark room. No windows… No lights… He let out a puff of breath and, to his surprise; he was able to see it. The bright blue eyes made their way to the floor and saw what looked like fog dancing around his feet. Tala's ears twitched as he heard something rattling or dragging. But it stopped short, whatever it was. He yanked his head over to where he heard the noise, but grabbed his neck and muttered some ''colorful'' words. He let his eyes adjust to the darkness of the room and found that no one was there… The redhead's eyes darted suspiciously around the room. No one was in there with him.

Tala craned his neck to the side and he looked out into the hall. No one was there. He snorted, a puff of white appearing then quickly disappearing. Quickly, the bright blue eyes darted back toward where the noise came from, and he slowly stepped over, almost on tiptoes. The cold air didn't bother the pale teen boy as he stepped threw the strange fog over towards the far wall. His footsteps echoed slightly. As he neared the wall, Tala stepped on something hard and heard it jingle and clink. He stumbled back a bit and kneeled down to pick up whatever it was; that's when he realized the floor was made of stone. Tala picked up the cold object and brought it close to his face. His eyes widened… It was a link of chains. A rusty, old, cold chain is what was in his hand. The red haired teen gave it a yank, and the chain stopped short. "It's linked to the wall…" He thought. Another thought came to his mind. "What happened in here?" He got up and glided his hand on the wall; small pieces of rock fell and hit the ground. The wall was also stone. Another puff of white joined his own and he felt cold air blow on his ear, as if some else was there. The bright blue eyes widened dramatically and his head shot to the side to look over his shoulder. No one was there… Again.

The redhead started breathing a bit hard, and his eyes darted around the dark, empty room. His body becoming panicked and frantic, His hands were starting to shake. Something was in here with him, but he didn't know what it is. Correction. He didn't know what it was. Tala's ears perked as he heard soft footsteps in the room, coming from the corner to his left. Puffs of white came from nowhere as he looked over. This caused him to take a step back as whatever was coming over to him continued the semi-slow pace. "Tala!" An older female's voice rang out. The panicked bright blue eyes shot over to the open door. "Dinner!" It was his foster mother, calling from downstairs. Tala looked back over to where whatever the thing was, only to find nothing. He listened for a moment the footsteps had disappeared. Tala put a shaky hand over his heart to find it was beating fast. He closed his eyes and slumped over, body still shaking ever so slightly. The redhead let out his shaky breath and inhaled the dust, cold air. "Tala?" His foster mom shouted. "C-coming." He replied. He looked around the room a few more times, then quickly walked out, closing the door behind him… Tala raced down the stairs, almost tripping over the last one and ran into the dinning room. His foster mother, named Shannon looked up from her plate, her green eyes staring at the redhead teen before her. "Are you alright, Tala?" Tala looked up to his foster mom. "Y-yeah. I'm fine." His mom looked nothing like him. Then again she was his foster mom. Her hair was light brown and eyes a soft forest green. Shannon's skin was more peach than his and she was around her late 30's. Tala's foster dad, Takashi, had dark brown hair and dark brow eyes. He was the next to speak. "You sure?" Tala only nodded.

"I was only hallucinating. Nothing was in there with me." Tala denied everything that happened in the room. The poor redhead rubbed his temples. "Tala, sweetie, are you sure your alright?" Shannon asked, obviously worried. "Yes, Mother." He frowned, finally starting to eat his food… Once he finished, he excused himself and put his plate in the sink. Sluggishly, he walked up the stairs. The redhead deeply hated the upstairs, well; now that he had that little incident in the stone room the upstairs was creepier than the downstairs. Still, he went upstairs and took a right and walked down the hallway, stopping at a door that held his room. He grabbed the knob and stopped. It was cold. Not as cold as the stone room's door, but it was cold none-the-less. Tala sighed and opened the door. A blast of cold air hit him as it opened. His sapphire eyes shut tight and hands clenched into fists as the cold air made contact with his pale skin. As he felt it pass, Tala reluctantly opened his eyes. The teen stepped into his room and closed the door. He made his way over to his bed and flopped onto it, bouncing slightly because of the spring's slight recoil. His feet hung off the end of the bed and his head lay some inches before his pillow. Tala just wanted to fall asleep, but growled when he remembered he had to do his homework. He glared at his backpack, silently cursing the papers due tomorrow for his teachers. Then went onto silently cursing them for giving him the homework. Then went onto cursing the person that made homework. Sighing, the redhead got up and went over to his desk, grabbing the backpack on the way. It was late when the groaning redhead finished his irritating homework and made no motion to change clothes before flopping down on his warm bed. "Man, why do they have to give out so much homework!?" Tala growled, apparently displeased by the overload on papers. He purposely rolled off the bed and hit the ground. Tala sat up and sighed, slowly he got up and went to his bathroom to change clothes…

As soon as the redhead got under the covers, he fell asleep. The redhead only got 2 hours of sleep when he heard his bedroom door creek open. Tala's eyes opened slightly, dazed and slightly confused. Soft footsteps entered the room and came over to him. The redhead grunted when he felt something sit on his torso. A white puff of cold air blew onto his face. Tala's eyes widened and panic shot threw his body. He looked at the covers, and somehow there was a dent in them, like someone was actually sitting on him. The bright blue eyes shot up to were the white puffs of breath slowly became visible. The redhead's breaths became quicker as the white puffs came closer to his face. And it was only then did he feel another person's presence right above his. And at that instant he jolted up, yelling in pure shock, not knowing at all what to make of what just happened. The presences was gone… A minute later his foster parents burst in. "What's wrong?!" His dad asked. "N-nothing… Nightmare…" Tala rubbed his temples again. "You'll be alright?" Shannon asked. "Yeah, mom. It was just a nightmare." Shannon sighed in relief. "Alright then, night." Tala only grunted as he lay back down. The lights went back off and the door closed. He turned on his side and stared at the wall, thinking if he was really, truly dreaming or if it was real…

Light poured into the room and Tala groaned. He only got two hours of sleep after his scene last night, and he could have sworn he heard soft footsteps pacing around his room. That kept him up. None-the-less, the red haired teen got up and dressed. He packed his things and stumbled downstairs, still sleepy. Four hours of sleep apparently didn't work for him. Tala yawned continuously as he walked to school, not trusting his self to drive. Besides, the school wasn't to far away, only four blocks. But when you're exhausted, four feels like four hundred. Somehow he made it to school and slept threw his first class… The bell rung and some students shot out the door, while Tala lay slumped over in his desk with drool slightly trailing out of his mouth. "Tala…" Another teenage boy poked the redhead in the head with a pencil eraser. "Tala, get up. It's time to get out of here and sleep in your next class." His best friend, Kai, continuously poked the redhead. Finally getting irritated and bored with poking, Kai jabbed the eraser to Tala's temple. Tala groaned and swatted at the pencil…another jab. "Alright, alright, I'm awake Damnit…!" The sleep lacking teen grumbled, finally sitting up and stretching. "… What the hell kept you up all night?" Kai asked, not necessarily sounding concerned. "To be honest, I have no idea." Tala yawned. "What do you mean, 'I have no idea'? There has to be something…" Kai frowned. "Well… You might think I'm crazy for this…" Kai grunted, amused at the choice of words. Tala glared at his friend, continuing. "But, I think it was a ghost…" Kai stared at the redhead with a blank look, then the corners of his mouth curved upward into a smirk. Silently laughing at his friend. The blue-eyed redhead glared again. "Oh, you were serious?" Kai asked, gathering up his things. "Yes!" The glare never left Tala's face as he, too, gathered his things. "So… what'd your ghost do to keep you up?" Tala grimanced. "Sat on me…" Kai walked out the classroom door, Tala following. "Is that all?" Violet eyes rolled. "NO." Tala made it clear that, that wasn't the only thing the spirit did.

"Well, what else?" For some reason, the black (blue) and grey haired teen's curiosity had been perked. "The stupid thing just kept me up for hours and hours on end!!" The smirk of silent laugher returned… "Aw, how sweet. I think it likes you." Kai said in a mocking tone, only to receive a look from the red head that just screamed, "I'm going to hit you…" Truth be told, Tala was 2 seconds from smacking Kai with a right hook to the shoulder, but ended up getting shoved farther from Kai by an invisible force. "H-hey!" Tala shouted, the sudden and unexpected shove caused Tala to stumble to his left. Nothing but mere seconds later did another school kid come running threw the gap, right were Tala had been standing. The teens both noted that the kid was too busy worrying if he would get to class on time to watch were he was going. Both teens stood there, looking at the other kid till he ran around another corner. Tala's eyes started to dart around, turning to look behind him, and stopped. Kai's eyes followed, widening a bit. Nothing visible was there, nothing but white puffs of smoke, coming from nowhere. An icy chill blew threw the hall and icicles started forming. Ice shot out and covered the tile floor in a thin layer of ice. "Kai… please tell me you see it too…" Tala's voice wavered a bit. "Yeah… I see it." Kai said, looking around the hallway to see no one else was there… Soft footsteps came from the corner where the cold breath became visible and Kai's attention shot back towards it. The puffs were coming closer then for some reason stopped. Again it took a step, but it sounded like it had claws scratching against the tile surface of the floor. And again the white puffs of cold breath approached. Cold breath blew onto Tala's face; he neither blinked nor moved. His bright blue eyes wide open and unblinking, his body frozen in place and shaking ever so lightly. This is something he wouldn't usually do. He didn't know why his body was acting this way, and it was bothering him in the back of his mind...

To be continued...

Funeral: And that's it for now. Enjoy that till the next one:D Please reveiw so I know how it is!