Well, just got home from school and figured I BETTER UPDATE OR PPL WILL ATTACK ME. So here it is, the next chapter in zeh Ghosty Morty story.

Ed'sTomato: Niff... You dun understand! If he manages to help Alison with the bullies he shall be put back into his body. You see? ALL SHALL BE WELL!

TruXamericanxidiot08: OMG. Yer that person from Quizilla! HIIII!

Now, as you probably DONT know. I go to camp for a month in the summer. This year will be NO exception. So for an entire month there will be NO story writing. but, i have alot of time to finish these so it really dosent matter.

ANNNND... I have to scan it first... But I have a gift to all my loyal ToadXSerah readers.

Dislclaimer: I dont own Toady.

WHOO! CAMEO OF SERAH! I couldnt resist.

When Alison had gone to sleep that night, Mort had run off. He didn't intend to stay there. And now he floated above the houses at around one in the morning thinking.

Screw tha' judge. I'm gonna find my body and get back there myself.

He was a villian. A killer. An assasin. He had no intention of helping some hormone ridden pre-teen deal with her school-life. He would go to wherever they were keeping his body, find a way to get back inside it, find Mystique, help her bust out Mags and Sabe, and then go back to the island. Ok, so he had quite a to-do list. That was fine. He'd had worse. Althought he would miss flying around. It was quite a sight, seeing the city lights so high up. Now he knew how those flying mutants felt when they were up so high. Though he couldn't really feel anything.

He stopped and floated there. Pondering where he should actually GO to find Mystique. He paused, looking to his left.

AH! Wot th' fuck?

Hello. I'm Serah.

There was a girl floating next to him. She had long emerald green hair, and her skin was pale. Her eyes were a deep brown. She giggled.

Your funny. You must be new to the world of the dead

She wore what looked like a night gown.

Wot?

Marcus said the judge sentenced a mutant... I thought he was joking again. He's always playing tricks on me.

Wot do you want?

Oh now he felt smart. Getting scared of a ghost and what exactly was he? She giggled again. Mort noticed red stuff on her neck. Was it blood?

I just wanted to meet you. See if the rumors are true.

Rumors?

Heehee. That Margaret is going soft. She's the judge that sentenced you, you know. She's so mean. She sentences all us murder cases back to earth so we can haunt the ones who killed us. What did she put you on?

Uh... I have to 'elp a girl wif somthin... Sorry did you say Murder?

He gulped. The stuff on her neck was blood. He could distinctly see bruises and cuts along her arms. And bruises on her neck, there was a slash on her neck as well. She suddenly looked sad.

Yeah... I was killed in my bed by the neighbor boy when I refused to go to the movies with him. But it's alright now. So how did you die?

Uh, struck by lightening and drowned.

Ooh! You were in the news. I was watching in the neighbor boys kitchen. He has a wife and son now. They don't like me very much. It's rather funny, watching them get so afraid of me. He never did get caught...

Uh, do you, would you happen to know where I could find my body?

She nodded.

Oh yes everyone knows. But you can't get back in it. All of us have tried. It doesn't work.

There went his plans to find Mystique.

How can I get back?

Oh that's easy. Finish your assignment. All the others finish They're assingment's rather fast. But us murder victims aren't allowed to go back. We have to stay on the earth until our murderers die. Marcus has been here so long... Since he was eleven. I wonder where he is.

Before he could say a word she had swooped up into the air above him and called out.

MARCUS! MARCUS! WHERE ARE YOU?

I'm right here you dork!

Marcus! Look you were right, Margaret really DID sentence a mutant.

She pointed to Mort. Marcus was a boy about eleven, as she had said. With sunken eyes and a pale face. He was thin and wiry, wearing blood stained clothes, just as Serah was. Only she looked more healthy. What Mort was shocked by, was the stump of a neck protruding from his torso. He held his head under one arm.

Of course I was right. I may play jokes on you but I don't lie. So, you like staring at peoples heads?

No, no... Sorry.

Marcus got his head chopped off.

I think he can see that. Oh this is pointless i'm out of here.

He swooped away, muttering something about, interrupting his haunting.

Wot happened to him?

Oh, Marcus' parents weren't very nice to him.

Mort's eyes went wide.

So he ran away. He got picked up by a serial killer.

Mort almost sighed with releif. He thought for a moment she was going to say his parents had decapitated him. ((A/N: and for a moment so did I... ))

Do you know how to take over somebody's body yet?

Wot?

Oh this will be fun, come with me!

She grabbed his wrist and swooped downwards.

Whoa!

You'll enjoy this!

She found a random person on the street and stood on the pavement.

Watch carefully.

He was very confused. This was one weird girl. Death must have gotten to her. She cleared her throat and walked right INTO the man. The man stopped and looked in Mort's general direction. "Hello!" with one blink she was standing beside him again.

You'd better get back to that girl your going to help. She needs you. Or else she might end up like me and Marcus. She swooped away leaving him their on the street.

Wot th' fuck wos tha'?

When Alison woke up the next morning. She assumed the "ghost" To be a dream.

No more caffeine before bed...

She yawned and looked in the mirror. She poked at her cheeks and pulled lightly at her hair. "hm." She turned to the closet, and got dressed. She yawned again as she packed her book bag and slung it over her shoulder. She patted her cat on the head, and said goodbye to her parents. She pulled on her black hooded sweatshirt and headed out the door. Sammy and Caitlin were already at the bus stop. She pulled her hands into her sleeves. "Damn it's freezing!" "I know." Sam replied. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts. "HOW DO YOU STAND IT?" Caitlin practically screeched. "I have an internal heating system." Sam sniffed. Alison laughed. At least she had her buddies to keep her entertained.

When the bus came they shoved themselves into a spare three-seater. "I had the coolest dream last night you guys." "What about?" Caitlin asked. "I dreamed a ghost mutant came into my house and told me he was supposed to beat up the bullies for me!" "Like that could happen. But cool." Sam said. "Yeah... It was really real too... Almost like, it wasn't a dream." "You need to stop watching so many movies, Al."

"I know..."

Mort watched her as she got off the bus.

BADABOOM! This is the result of looking at bloody pictures on Deviantart and listening to "Dance Dance" by Fall-out boy. I couldn't help putting the Cameo of Serah in there. It was just too cool an opportunity! heehee. And marcus, hes just, randomly shoved in there for no reason and I felt like being bloody. bleh.

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-Blitz