Hey guys! I didn't get any reviews on chapter 1, so I hope those of you who read it enjoyed it! Here's chapter 2! Please R&R!
Third P.O.V.
"Okay," Chase says, playing the video tapes on the screen in mission command.
The team watches as the first tape begins rolling, revealing a man sitting at his desk. Reading a book.
After a few minutes into the film, a dark shadowy figure appears behind him. Whispering in a low voice.
The man, startled, tuns around quickly. "Who's there?"
The figure replies in a loony tone, "Your worst nightmare."
In the background you can here thunder cracking and lighting flashes are seen on the walls.
The figure behind appears to just be a shadow in the shape of human form. With a cloud of black smoke all around him.
Mysteriously a chainsaw appears within the figures hand, the jagged chains dangerously close to the mans neck.
Terrified, the man cries out, running to the opposite side of the room. The figure edges closer to him, whipping the chainsaw back and forth.
Off the video, Bree screams, gripping onto her brother tightly. Skylar grips onto his shirt. A disgusted Oliver throws his arms out, "What about me, Skylar?"
She replies with, "Oliver, I don't trust you with your own life."
Back on the video, the man grabs something, throwing it at the figure. But it passed right through. "What are you?!" The man yells in terror.
As the video cuts off the sound of glass bursting startles the five teens.
Spinning around, they all see a broken vase shattered on the floor. "Umm...Chase..." Bree whimpers, pulling closer to him.
"There wasn't even a vase in here!" Skylar freaks, burying her head in Chase's shoulder.
Four out of the five begin screaming and pointing at the vase. All of them saying multiple things at a time.
"Okay! Alright!" Chase attempts to calm everyone down. "HEY!" He yells, grabbing the attention of his teammates.
"Everyone needs to calm down! This is probably just some silly Halloween prank! Or a freak coincidence," he says, rubbing his sisters back.
"Chase, do we have to watch the other tapes?" Bree asks, shaking from head to toe.
"No. No one's watching anymore videos! We're all gonna go upstairs and just relax. Maybe drink some hot chocolate." He replies, giving his sister a comforting smile.
Chase knows that hot chocolate and relaxation always helped calm him and his siblings down whenever they were scared, so he wanted to try it with his new team.
Everyone nods, following Chase to the hyper-lift. Bree and Skylar clinging onto his hands.
When they arrive upstairs Chase gestures for them all to go to the living room, while he goes to make the hot chocolate. Skylar decides to follow him.
"Need any help?" She asks. He nods, "You can grab the cups," he replies, grabbing the rest of the condiments.
"Hey Chase?"
Chase turns his head in her direction, as if saying to go on as he continues making the hot drinks.
She sighs, "Do you think...well..." Skylar stutters, her voice shaking.
"Skylar, what's wrong?" He asks, stepping closer to her.
"Do you really think this is just a coincidence. Or...just a prank?"
Chase sighs, placing his hands on her arms. "Skylar, nothing's going to happen to us. There is no such thing as ghosts."
"Promise?"
Chase was slightly shocked. Skylar always seemed like a strong type. But everyone has their fears, and he wasn't going to judge.
"I promise," Chase replies. He grabs a cup of the hot chocolate, placing it in her hands. "Here, this will make you feel better."
She smiles, helping him carry the rest of the warm, creamy drinks into the room.
Handing one to Bree, Chase takes a seat by his sister. "You okay?" He asks. She just nods and lays her head on his shoulder.
"Hey, you guys wanna watch a movie?" Kaz asks, walking over to the movie cabinet.
"Oo, can we watch Zootopia?" Bree asks, Skylar nodding in agreement. The boys groan, but agree, nonetheless.
Everyone takes a seat, settling in their usual boy girl, boy girl pattern; Oliver, Skylar, Chase, Bree, then Kaz.
Immediately indulged in the movie; laughing and giggling; the teens soon forgot about the mysterious figure.
