Chapter 2

Richiru opened the door. She was actually rather shocked that nobody had locked the door. But then that moment she opened the door, she could hear the crying wails of somebody gush past her ears and into the streets behind her.

I don't understand. She thought, her eyes wide with pure shock. Why doesn't anyone eles hear this? For God's sake, those two.

"Well, what are you waiting for, ghost girl? You scared?" Yale taunted, Moris beginning to reach back into his jacket. She gasped and rushed inside. Looking down at the average-sized flashlight in her hand, she doubted she'd really need it.

Spirits hated these, and she felt bad just turning them on and them shining the deafening light into their glowing eyes. She turned and around and looked for something to put the flashlight on.

The streetlights from the windows shone into the room, casting fearsome shadows among the walls. Ignoring the shadows, Richiru walked calmly over to a table in the building's livingroom and set the flashlight down. Remembering faintly the object the Yale put into her pocket, she reached into it and pulled out a small, silver camera.

"Take one picture of all of the 9 rooms..."

The 13 year-old narrowed her eyes and turned it on. A small blue blip showed up on the screen.

FULLY CHARGED

3 hr. worth bat.

Richiru stared at it a little longer, then raised it up and took a picture of the livingroom. The camera flashed, and for a split second Richiru saw the horrific scene. The police had taped white plastic over the tan-colored carpeting, which had dark splatters of an obvious liquid under it.

Once her eyes recovered from the shock of the white light, she heard a soft coo. Richiru jumped, whirling around to see a small globe of white fire – or what it looked like anyway. It floated closer to her, and she saw that it had a pair of large, bright blue eyes. She laughed.

A cute little spirit! How great was this?

Hello... who are you?

She blinked staring at the spirit in surprise. "Y-you can talk?" She whispered, scared that the boys outside might hear.

Well, yes. I was the family's pet, the ones who were slain here of course. Men wearing black came here. They took away my family, exorcised them, I heard them say. I had hidden myself in the attic rafters-

"Wait, did you say the attic?" She interrupted, surprised.

The floating globe seemed to nod it's head. After everyone died, I flew up to the rafters of the house. I didn't want to die! Then, I felt this horrible pain piercing my heart...

…

"Kill all of the family members! Leave none living! We cannot allow them to continue to exist!" A man wearing a long, black cloak exclaimed.

"Understood!" Three other men exclaimed. They spread out through the tiptoeing into the bedrooms, silently murdering all of them. Suddenly there was a fluttering noise. All of the men looked up in shock. What was it-

Oh, just a bird.

Shoot it to death! Tear it apart! It might have connections that could endanger us! Hang it's carcass in the attic as a warning to the public!

There was an earsplitting cry of pain, several bullet cartridges falling to the wooden floor at once. The sickeningly splat of something now dead hit the wooden flooring.

"Sir, the deed is complete! The family that you have suspected of having connections with Satan is now dead. The mourning dove is killed."

The man with the black cloak lifted his head up suddenly, the hood of the garment falling back a little to reveal a mask which covered half of his face. That mask shielded the world of the dead from the cruel intentions planned for it's final demise.

...

The glowing globe finished it's story with a weak whimper of sadness, and Richiru could've sworn she saw tears running down it's round structure.

Forget the dare. The girl thought, new anger blooming in her heart.

"They hung you in the attic, right?"

Yes... miss, what is your name?

"Hah, I almost forgot! It's Richiru Corvus, yours?"

It's Leafy.

Richiru smiled. "Now, I'd like to help you a lot- fine if you bring me up? I was thinking that you might be able to finally rest in peace if I give you a proper burial in a real cemetary. Then you can finally be with your family."

The globe chirped loudly, happily almost if not for it's former species.

Oh, thankyou!

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Finished the second chapter already! I'm surprised at myself... why the hell am I pairing up all of my OCs with the people that have some form of pink on them? Pink hair, pink limo... oh goodness!

I'll update soon!

~TPB