Hello and welcome to my little fanfic. This, of course is about Ghost Adventures—though I am sure you already knew that seeing as you clicked on this—it is my all-time favorite show and I wanted to share a little of it with you all.
I thought this would be a good somewhat creepy fanfiction in honor of my favorite holiday…Halloween! Mwahahah! This story is centered around Kalani Mele, a sixteen year old diehard fan of GA—or more so of Zak. (hehe) It follows her as she tags along on a ghost hunt with her favorite ghost hunting crew and gets to spend a little time with her crush—even if most of that time is spent screaming in fear of whatever lurks around them in the darkness that is the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum.
Note: Before anyone brings up the he's too old for her to like subject… I know. I do understand that there is an age gap, but honestly there are more twisted things on this sight than this. But if it's not something you care for, then don't read it simple as that. For everyone else: Enjoy!
The night I had always been waiting for had finally come. Tonight, I would at last meet my hero—and crush—Zak Bagans. He is the lead investigator of the Ghost Adventures paranormal investigation crew, which of course was my most favorite show in the whole world! Needless to say, I was beyond excited. I have never been one to get excited very easily, and usually you couldn't really catch me in such a good mood, but tonight was different. The GAC was investigating an old asylum near my house and I was the lucky person to win the contest to be able to tag along and participate in an actual ghost hunt with them! How much better could life get? I truly didn't think it could.
My heart pounded loudly in excitement in my ears as I walk to my dresser and pulled out my black thermal crew and some black cargo pants. If I was going on an investigation with my favorite black clad team, I might as well look the part too. I pulled my black shirt over my head and slid my arms into the warm fabric of its long sleeves, pulling it on and into place. I glanced over at the mirror once I had my shirt situated and checked how it looked, and fussed with my top until I was satisfied. I smiled, finally happy with my appearance. Then I quickly pulled on the heavy material that was my cargo pants, zipping them up and fastening the button to hold them in place. I looked to the shining surface of the mirror again and smiled. Finally, I was ready to go.
I ran down the stairs to where my older sister was waiting for me with an exasperated expression.
"I don't think he is going to care what you're wearing, Kalani. So, you really don't need to take an hour to get put together." Melika said as I walked into the living room where she was sitting.
"Oh, shut up Meli!" I retorted. He would care, I knew he would.
"Whatever. Are you ready to go?" She asked as she looked at me, giving me the once over check.
"Yeah! Let's go." I beamed, as I grabbed my small backpack.
"Kalani, you know mom and dad aren't happy about this." My sister said, as we made our way out the door to her car awaiting us in the driveway. I looked at it happily, knowing that I was just a short car ride away from Zak.
"Ahem," Melika cleared her throat, trying to regain my attention.
"I know, but mom and dad aren't here to stop me."I smiled as I climbed into the car; the feeling of nervous yet excited butterflies filled my stomach. "Besides, it's just one night out of the whole year that I am not doing what they say. I am constantly making them happy; it's about time I made me happy." I giggled.
"Oh you are such a rebel." My sister said in a mocking tone as she rolled her brown eyes. She shook her head slightly while she turned the key and started the car, pulling out of the drive way and bringing me closer to my dream man.
"I know, right?" I laughed.
My eyes watched outside the window, tracing the shapes of trees and old houses with my gaze as they passed by me in a blur. I placed my hand against the cold glass of the window; I knew just by the chill of its surface that the air outside the cabin of the car was much more arctic. Winter was always cold in Weston, at least to me it was. I still remembered the almost non-existent winters of Honolulu, in Aiea Heights where I grew up for the greater part of my childhood. My family and I moved to West Virginia when I was eleven when my dad got a new job in Weston as a department manager for a communication company, the change was not something I really wanted because I knew my Hawaiian features would never fit in here in Weston . However, we have been in this town for four years now, and I have made many new friends—most of them I think will be lifelong friends. My parents loved it here, feeling that after spending their whole lives in Hawaii, coming to the main land was a welcome change. How many people could say that they don't want to be in Hawaii?
I had come to know where almost everything in this town was—including the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum. It was the creepiest place I had ever seen, and tonight I would be wondering around it in the cold and dark, but I knew I would be okay because after all… he would be there to protect me.
"Hey, are you ok? We're almost there."Melika asked in concern as she looked at me from her spot in the driver's seat.
"Um, yeah I'm totally fine!" I somewhat blurted out, excitement filling my entire being as I realized how close I was to seeing Zak. This was too good to be true!
The sound of gravel crunching beneath our tires could be heard as we pulled up; my heart was pounding so fast I thought it would soon give out under the pressure. I ran my hands through my shoulder length black locks as I looked in the fold down mirror within the visor on the passenger's side, looking at my reflection I tried to make my face appear as calm and collected as possible. I turned my brown eyed gaze toward the doors of the asylum, my eyes searched for the familiar figure of my dreams, but my stare never made contact with its desired sight. I took a deep breath and looked at my sister in the driver's seat, nodding to her as I grasped the door handle and prepared to open it and exit to search for the team I was suppose to meet.
"You be careful, Kalani." My sister said with caution in her eyes, "And remember, if they give you any trouble just call me and I'll come give em' hell."Meli continued jokingly, but her eyes still held a protective air to them. "Mom and dad are going to kill me for letting you go out here."She muttered to herself as I giggled and shut the car door.
I waited there until I could no longer see the glow of her car's headlights on the road leading back towards our house. 'Well Kalani, here you go.' I thought to myself nervously as I looked around in the dark, the setting sun only slightly illuminating the sky causing it to glow a purple-ish blue hue. I took a few hesitant steps toward Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum, its overwhelming size and presence overtaking me as I approached it; it was like a monument to pain and suffering. Chills washed through my body as looked up at it, and suddenly I wondered if it was really worth coming to this place. My breathing hitched in my throat as I stared in astonishment, I always thought that the GAC was overreacting when they reacted so strongly to a location, but now I know how it really felt. I guess TV doesn't always lie. My head was starting to flood with images of all the things that await us on the inside, I didn't know if I could handle it, just as I was about to reach for my phone to call Melika a gentle hand grabbed at my arm.
I jumped in panic at the feeling, and whipped around to see who it was. Was it a ghost?
However, I realized my panic was for nothing as I came face to face with Nick Groff, his gentle smile looked apologetic as he took in the fear on my face.
"Whoa sorry, I didn't mean to startle you there, you okay?" He apologized as he let go of my arm and backed up a bit, his soft light brown eyes calmed me down instantly. "You're Kalani, right? Why don't you follow me, and come meet the team? Zak and Aaron are at the van just over here." Nick offered as he led the way over to the van, glancing back to be sure I was following.
My heart was racing; this was too much to take. I was actually near Nick—also one of my biggest heroes—which meant, I was getting even closer to seeing Zak.
My boot clad feet scuffled on the ground beneath me as we made our way to the van and the quote-unquote 'Base Camp', I had to fight the strong urge to break into a run and scamper my way to my dream man. He was so close! My hands were curled into fists as I struggled to hold myself in check, and I looked to the van shortly ahead of me as it got closer and closer. With each step I took my entire being seemed to feel like it was being static charged, the tingly sensation making me completely forget the fear that had been in my mind before hand. Ten, nine, eight, seven—I counted down the remaining moments before we would be at the van and I would finally meet my hero—six, five, four—I couldn't take it, I felt like I was going to faint—three, two…and finally, one.
We rounded the side of the van and could already hear Aaron's booming laugh.
"Bro, did you see that?" He laughed, referring to something I had not caught.
And then, the most perfect voice spoke up in response to Aaron's question, its smoothness sent shivers down my spine as it echoed throughout my being and filled my senses. It was him!
"Yeah Aaron, really impressive." Zak retorted with a chuckle.
It felt like my heart was honestly going to cease beating right there on the spot as he came into my view, his presence was overwhelming and at the same time extremely comforting.
"Zak, this is Kalani Mele, our contest winner."Nick announced to Zak, while gesturing to me with a smile.
Zak looked up from the camera he was fussing with and a small smile glided onto his beautiful lips as he spoke. "Hi there! So, you are the one who gets to be locked down in hell with us huh?" He joked, as he walked closer to me and wrapped one of his muscular arms around me in a half hug. "Well, you already met Nick. I am Zak and this goof over here is Aaron."He said while reaching to playfully punch Aaron in the arm.
"I know," I said with a giggle as I watched them—particularly Zak—with starry eyes.
"Of course she knows who we are." Zak said into the camera that Aaron was holding, his voice full of the playful sarcasm that I loved.
"Let me give you a rundown of the equipment we'll be using tonight in our lockdown, don't worry about all the tech terms, they can be kind of confusing" Nick said as he led me to the table holding all of their gear. "Okay, so this first one is called—"
"An EMF detector." I said with a smile on my lips. I knew their tech a lot better than they might think. "And this one is the digital voice recorder for recording EVP's, this is the EM pump and this is the Video Ovilus." I continued as I pointed to the many objects on the little table.
"Whoa bro, you just got owned!" Aaron taunted and laughed at the expression on Nick's face.
"Yeah I did." Nick chuckled, running a hand on the back of his neck. "I didn't expect that one." He joked again.
"But, here on Ghost Adventures, we learn to expect the unexpected," Zak sarcastically said, directing his statement into the camera once again. He seemed to really love that thing.
"Well Kalani, since you know your tech pretty well, let's lock ourselves in the pit of hell shall we?" Zak asked me while once more wrapping a muscular arm around my shoulders; I shivered at the contact as his warm skin touched the soft skin of my neck.
Everything about him was overwhelming, from the feeling of his body so close to mine to his glorious blue eyes even his smell of sweetness and some sort of cologne, it was just so amazing to be in his presence. I felt like I was in heaven, and for a moment I didn't know if I was capable of responding to his question.
"Yeah, let's do it." I finally answered, my head finally clearing enough for me to think straight. I knew I needed to focus, for the sake of their investigation and for my own sake, embarrassing myself in front of Zak would just be too much. I think I would rather bury myself alive than screw this up.
"You sure you're not scared?" Zak said with a slight smile, while lightly patting me on the back playfully.
"Oh, I'm not scared. Are you?"I replied jokingly, trying to look as confident as possible—it must've worked.
"Dude Zak, you just got owned too! Damn she's quick!" Aaron laughed once again, a wide smile spreading on his lips.
"I was being sarcastic of course," Zak laughed in mock shock. "I like her already." He said into the camera with a chuckle. "I think we'll just keep her on the team," He stated while grabbing the camera from Aaron and directing it at me, "Look, she even looks like one of the team with all black and—oh my god is that a GAC ring?" He asked in surprise as he zoomed in on my hand to inspect the ring on my hand.
"Yeah, it is."I said somewhat nervously, fidgeting under the glare of the camera. I never liked having my picture taken or videos to be taken of me, so why I ever thought to be on TV was beyond me—but then again he was here so I suppose in my mind it was totally worth it!
"That is just awesome," He said astonishment, his expression of shock being one that was just too cute. "Okay, people of the world, Kalani is officially on the GAC." Zak continued while coming to stand by me, wrap an arm around me and point the lens of the all seeing camera toward us, giving thumbs up in approval of me.
'In your face Melika! Ha, he so totally cares about what I look like!' I beamed to myself in triumph.
"Okay Zak, we should get ready for the lockdown. The caretaker will be here in fifteen minutes to lock us in." Nick stated, his words causing Zak to let go of me and move over to gather things he needed, collecting his gear and camera. I silently cursed at Nick for making Zak leave my side, wishing that he could've just stayed that with me forever.
"Right, hey Aaron can you grab the X-cameras?" Zak responded while pointing to the cameras on the white table full of gear.
I watched them all gather things and before long they had most of the gear on them or in their hands, it almost seemed like they were suiting up for battle—I guess in a way they were, only it was a battle of endurance and courage more than anything. I wished that I could look like I was ready for battle, and maybe on the outside I did, but on the inside I didn't know if I could handle tonight. I really love the paranormal, but I did not like the look of the decrepit building that loomed over us, its presence only serving as a reminder that I really should've thought this all through beforehand. I shook my head to try to rid my mind of the impending thoughts of my own creepy demise, and pulled my ebony hair into a tight ponytail with the hair band that was around my wrist. I could do this, or at least I would try. I honestly didn't have a choice at this point, it was either brave my way through it or disappoint Zak—and really which do you think I would choose?
I glanced over to the table again, now noticing that there was a small pile of equipment still reposed there.
"What are those for?"I asked, gesturing to the clump of objects on the table.
"You. No member of the GAC should go into a hunt unprepared." Zak responded as he grabbed something off the fold-out table and shuffled toward me. He held up two things which were linked by a wire, one was small with what looked like a clip on it and the other was a walky-talky shaped object. "This—" He indicated to what he was holding,"—is your portable mic. You wear it on your shirt like this—" he again gestured to something but this time it was an identical microphone attached to his own shirt. "—so that we can pick up your audio too. That way the people at home can hear us." He explained to me and to the camera that Nick was holding, filming Zak's actions as he went along.
"Oh right, that's cool."I smiled looking back at him, waiting for him to hand the microphone to me.
"Yeah I think they're pretty cool."He joked as he handed me the equipment.
I tried to get the microphone on, but in the limited light we had it was quite confusing. I looked at the one Zak was wearing and attempted to figure out how it was put on, yet somehow in my trials I had managed to tangle myself in the wires to the point I could not figure out which end of the wire led to which part of the microphone. Oh how did I manage to fail at life so miserably?
Zak took note of my current situation and came to my side, tilting his head to the side to try and understand what I had attempted to do.
"Um, here you need some help?" He asked, reaching a hand out to try and untangle the mess I had created for myself. His fingers traced the wires, attempting to find where each led to. Zak's face seemed to hold a somewhat embarrassed look as he tried not to touch me more than necessary—which was difficult considering that the wires were currently wrapped around my whole upper body in a net like composition.
"Uh, sorry…"He trailed as he continued to try and unweave my accidental spider web. "Here, stay still… Aaron can you give me a hand with this?" Zak asked as his irritation with the winding wires was becoming more apparent.
"I am so sorry." I apologized, glancing around nervously.
"It's okay, it happens sometimes. "He said lightheartedly, but I still felt horrible for failing at such an easy task in front of him.
"Can't handle it Zak?" Nick joked from behind the camera he was holding, his voice slightly taunting as he chuckled.
"Oh shut it, man." Zak retorted and pushed the lens of Nick's camera away from us, the sound of the joking tone of his voice made shivers run down my spine. It was honestly unbelievable that I was this close to him, I still couldn't wrap my head around it even as embarrassing as the situation was becoming.
A few minutes passed, a lot of teasing comments were exchanged between the crew, and at last I was free.
"Here, this time let me help you put that on."Zak suggested with a laugh as he took a few steps closer. "So, this part just goes on your belt loop—" He clipped walky-talky part to my belt on my side, "—and then this part just goes up the inside of your shirt and clips on to your collar… Um, I'll let you do that part." He looked toward the camera, "This is a family show after all. I don't think the head guys at Travel Channel would like a lawsuit." He teased in a mock serious tone to the audience—or would be audience seeing as of right it was just a camera, its black lens holding nothing but Zak's own reflection.
I turned away from the all seeing eyes of the camera and slid the microphone up my black thermal shirt and after situating it until I was comfortable once again; I turned back to the crew.
Not too long after I had at last donned my gear, the caretaker had arrived to lock us in. My heart beat raced as we approached the front doors, I dreaded each step I took. My feet felt like they had been coated in lead and they drug me down as I walked. I fought the urge to just turn and book it all the way back to my house, but then I looked at Zak and the crew. The energy they emitted was pure excitement, the confidence in displayed on their faces made me feel a little better. I knew they loved what they did and I knew that they were good at what they did too, and so therefore I knew I was in good hands—oh what I wouldn't give for it to just be Zak's hands.
"Okay guys, you ready?"Zak asked as we entered the looming building.
"As ready as I'll ever be."I tried to joke, forcing a smile.
And with that the doors to The Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum shut before me and paddle locked closed. Well like it or not, I was going along for the ride. 'Oh Zak, help me' I thought to myself.
Aaaaannd, that is it for now my peoples. Should I continue? Should there be more chapters? You tell me. Oh and see the button down there at the bottom of the screen? Click it! Hehe come on, you know you want to review!