Chapter: The Wolfe Brothers

Rachel

The feeling of possessing someone was almost empowering, but also the scariest thing I've ever done. I could feel every aspect of his living soul. I saw his whole life pass before my lifeless eyes. All his childhood memories, the ones he cherished, and also the ones he wished he could forget. This man's life was full of anger and hate. I felt sorry for him.

I looked through the eyes of this man, who I now know to Anthony Wolfe Jr. He lived in a New Jersey household of gang members. His father had abandoned him and his brother, to live with his prostitute mother. Who soon after died of a heroine overdose. Him and his brother were put in the system and were in and out of foster homes.

"It's us against the world." His brother, Bobby, would always say. The last time he had said that was the night they ran away from their foster home to join a gang known as the Gateway. At the time Tony as the called him was only twelve, and his brother, sixteen. These two brothers blew up the ranks in the gang. Tony had his first blood at sixteen as was custom in the Gateway.

As soon as Tony was twenty, they were the main henchmen/body guards of a former cartel head known as The Crick. He's know for being a psychopathic serial killer who breaks peoples necks with his bare hands, hense the name crick, because he puts a crick in your neck. This was the man who killed me.

Another thing they don't tell you when you become a ghost is that when you possess someone you not only take over their bodies and their mind, but you take attributes from their personality. In my case I could feel the anger of this man's thirty-six years building up inside me. I felt all his pain and anguish along with my own.

I kept my gun trained on Bobby.

"What's going on Tony? Talk to me, tell me what's wrong." Pleaded his brother.

"Shut up!" I yelled a little bit too loud. My face, well, his face felt hot.

"Come on man. It's me Bobby." His face softened, "It's us against the world, remember?"

"Shut Up Bobby!" My voice cracked. I could feel everything Tony was feeling. Those five words almost mad me collapse. The powere in them was strong.

"Don't do anything stupid. If we don't come back with that kid, the Boss wil-" I didn't even let him finish as soon as he mentioned their boss, Crick, the man who broke my neck without even a second thought, this mans anger and my own exploded inside me. I pulled hard on the trigger, and watched as Bobby's blood splattered all over the wall behind him.

This is when tony started to push. This is when he push me out. I struggled to hold on, to give the kids some more time. I held on until I realized what I had just done. I let go, because I had realized that I had brought another soul into this hellish world. Because I was inside of Tony, a murderer by trade, it had numbed me, but know I could feel it.

So, I just let go. I felt every piece of me get ripped out of Tony's body. It was the most painful thing I have ever experienced, but I deserved it. When I was out my body felt like it was falling apart. I was fading, but I had a little time to watch as Tony ran over to his dieing brother. Then I fell unconscious. My last thought was, I didn't know ghost could fall unconscious. Wait... what if they can't? then I was out.


Hey guys, so I've decided that I'm going to put this story on hiatus after the 10th chapter, because by that time I'm going to have to get ready for school. Don't worry, after school starts I'm going to be writing a chapter a week. Every Saturday is when I'm going to be posting the new chapters. This is just a warning so brace yourselves. Also, again I recommend a good friend of mine's story, The Chess Club by Jeccabelle. She's an amazing writer and I highly recommend you to to read her work. Anyways, I'm out!

-Adrian Thoreson 7/15/14