The room was black with two white flames lighting the dark room. Two figures took place in the empty hall one sitting in a large throne like object and the other kneeled on the floor in front of the other. The one in the throne was quite larger than the other but his body was covered with a large white cloak hiding all feathers on his face, only showing a set of razor sharp teeth.

"You failed me mantha, I had expected better from you." The man said, his voice as low and scratchy with a calm tone to it.

"I'm sorry master I could not hur-" mantha began.

"I SAID NOT TO KILL…. I never said you couldn't hurt the boy." His voice echoed through the hall making the girl shiver.

"I'm sorry sir-"

"Sorry does not work here now do what I command and retrieve his soul!"

"As you ish but may we try it my way this time?" mantha asked.

"And what makes you think your ideas are better?" He growled.

"I never said better one different, may I try Sir?" mantha asked.

"I will not accept failure if you don't get what I'm after then don't bother coming back at all!" His voice echoed through the hall.

"As you wish, I will obey….Master" mantha smiled wickedly.

"Return this to ghost writer's library before you leave."

A green covered book slide across the floor with golden letters reading Peter Pan on the cover.

"Do not fail me." His voice took a treating turn.

"As you wish Sir Phantom…."

Stay tuned for the sequel and thank you all for reading along. So one more question for you.

Are you afraid of the Dark?