Aww, you guys didn't like last chapter (your mobs need work)? Sorry, (not really!) I've been planning that since day one. I knew I was going to eventually kill her off. After all...there were five spirits haunting the place (technically, six, but oh well!). Now it's the aftermath of what happened. The beginning happens basically at the same time as last chapter's 'end' and then it goes from there.
Oh, and when I do reach the endings (I have not done that yet, there's a bit more story before that!)...I will have 'Good Ending'/'Bad Ending' as the chapter titles, ok? No confusion has been made, hopefully.
But on a lighter side...we've reached 100 reviews! Many thanks to MarshmallowBerri for being reviewer #100!
Good Ending: 9
Bad Ending: 11
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Chapter 11
"Where are you, you Wascally Wabbit," Matt muttered, making Amanda giggle while Sam growled.
Robby flicked the purple rabbit's ear, making Sam give a whine and rub the said appendage.
"He wasn't talking about you, so cool it," the fox chastised.
"It's no reason to be in a bad mood, Sam," Amanda added, "Would it help if I told you I was sorry about the carrots?"
"No, but'd it still be nice," Sam snarked.
"What is it with you tonight?" Matt finally asked, stopping and turning around to face his friend, whose crimson gaze glared heatedly at the floor, "Sam, c'mon, what's bugging you?"
The other spirit sighed, his ears drooping slightly as he closed his eyes.
"Sorry, guys," he muttered, "I guess…I'm just frustrated. I mean, my dad recently died…and I was always hoping that I'd be there to greet him on the other side…with Mom…"
He clenched his paws, glaring at the purple fur.
"But instead I'm still stuck here, like this," he growled, "Still trapped. I just…I want to go home,"
"We all do," Amanda reassured him, leaning her head on his shoulder, "It's ok, Sam…we understand. It's been twenty years…you'd think we'd get to go home by now,"
"Exactly," Sam nodded, "I've just got this odd feeling that something's going to happen…"
"Good or bad?" Robby asked.
"…Both?" Sam blinked, "I dunno…it's like it'll be bad for some but good for others,"
"Maybe it's us getting to get away from here?" Matt asked, "I mean, it's bad for Mike because she'll lose us again, but it's good for pretty much all of us because we'll get to finally rest. Mandy and I'll get to see Dad…"
"And I'll get to see my parents," Sam joined in.
"And I get to be with Mama," Robby sighed with a happy smile, "Just…free,"
"But at the moment…we've got a decrepit rabbit to hunt down," Sam stated, "Let's get a move on!"
"And what makes you think you'll find him?"
The four spirits jumped like they had been stung, whirling around to face the Marionette. All four gave low, rumbling snarls as they locked gazes with the monster.
"What do you want!?" Matt growled, eyes flickering darkly.
"Oh, me?" the Marionette asked innocently, "Nothing, just wanted to see what in the world you were doing…"
"It's up to something," Amanda whispered into her brother's ear.
The Marionette turned to Amanda, making her jump and hunker down behind her brother.
"Now why would I do that?" it blinked, "I can't see how my favorite spirits are doing?"
"More like puppets," Sam spat.
"Hmm…true, but other than that…I'm glad to see you survived the fire…"
"It's stalling…wait a second!" Robby suddenly announced, golden eyes flashing brightly, "Oh, God, Jeremy! Mike!"
And he sprinted away, the others chasing after him while the Marionette gave a soft laugh.
"They'll never reach her in time…"
The four searched the building after they couldn't find the two guards in the security office.
"I don't see them!" Amanda cried as she poked her head out of a room.
"Jeremy! Mike!" Matt called, "Where are you!?"
"You don't think Springhead got 'em?" Sam asked softly.
"I hope not," Robby murmured, running forwards…only to stop as he saw Jeremy kneeling on the ground, his back to him, "Jeremy!"
The other three spirits caught up with their eldest member, watching as Jeremy shakily turned around, revealing his blood-spattered front.
"JEREMY!" Robby yelled, going forwards and gently putting his paw and hook on the man's shoulders, "Are you ok?! Where does it hurt? Oh, God that's so much blood…Amanda, Sam, Matt…one of you call 911…Jeremy's hurt bad…"
Matt started to go forwards, only to freeze as he saw where all the blood really come from.
"Robby…" he stammered, his blue gaze turning to the eldest spirit, "I…it's…it's not him…"
"Then who…" Robby started…just to see his sister's slumped form behind Jeremy.
"I…I tried to save her," Jeremy stuttered, tears streaming as he held out his shaking, blood-stained hands, "I…I…I-I couldn't. She…She's gone…"
"No!" Robby snapped, pushing Jeremy aside and kneeling next to his sister.
He gently tilted Mike's face towards him, trying to ignore the dead, dull amber stare that looked through him.
"Mike…?" Robby whispered, sounding all the world like a little child, "Mike…please…wake up,"
Jeremy could almost see the child that Robby had been, a little twelve-year old boy with wild red hair and tears streaming from his golden eyes. Mike's still form didn't even twitch. Robby started to turn frantic, shaking her shoulders.
"Please…First Mate, wake up! It's me…Robby? Your brother? Please…please wake up…Mike? You…you don't have to worry about us just…wake up…please? Mikey?"
Tears started streaming down the spirit's cheeks.
"No…" he stammered, "No! Mike…Mikayla! Please! WAKE UP!"
He started shaking violently, Jeremy could hear the coils and gears and bolts rattling with how hard Robby shook.
"NOOOOOOOO!" the spirit roared, holding his sister's limp body closer, not caring about the blood that splashed down on his frame, "I'LL KILL HIM AGAIN! THAT LOWLIFE MURDERING MONSTER! I'LL RIP HIM TO SHREDS AND BURN THE PIECES!"
The spirit's eyes turned pitch black with gold pinpoints as he screamed his rant to the whole building.
"My sister…" he sobbed, pressing his head against hers, "My survivor sister…"
The church bells rang and Robby cried out as he changed, still holding the suit that housed his sister's body. The three other spirits and Jeremy came to the mourning spirit, tears streaming from each face. Jeremy carefully put a hand on Robby's shoulder…only for the spirit to give a heart stopping growl and level a black and gold glare at him. Jeremy lifted his hand, letting Robby get back to his mourning.
The second Guard shook his head as Amanda clung to her brother's tall frame, her shoulders shaking as she sobbed, Matt held her, tears streaming down his own face. Sam stood slightly to the side, his crimson eyes watering as he watched their eldest member sob.
Jeremy looked up as the wind blew through the area. He looked up right as silver mist began to take shape just to Robby's right.
"Robby…" he started.
No response, but the mist started to thicken.
"Robby!" Jeremy tried again, putting a hand on the spirit's shoulder.
Robby reacted explosively, grabbing Jeremy's hand, black eyes hard and unforgiving.
"WHAT!" the spirit snarled.
"Look," Jeremy ordered, tilting his head towards the mist.
Robby's iron grip let go of Jeremy's hand, letting the blood flow back into it. The spirit stood upright right as the mist solidified into a human form…a female human form.
The girl stood upright, but it looked like she was unconscious. Robby came towards her…right as her knees gave out. Robby caught her before she could hit the floor. The girl's silver eyes fluttered open and locked onto Robby.
"R-Robby?" a familiar voice asked as the girl stared at him.
"Mike?" Robby breathed, his eyes returning back to gold, "Is that…you?"
"Of course it's me," the girl blinked, "Why wouldn't it be?"
Robby didn't say anything, just looked at Mike's body inside the suit, her dark gold eyes staring at something no one could see. The new spirit tilted her head and stared at the suit…her silver eyes widening in fear.
"What…no…am I…?" the spirit stammered, "No, I can't be…that's just a trick…"
"Mike, I'm…" Robby started.
"NO!" Mike screamed, "I can't be dead! Robby…I can't leave my little boy! He…he…"
She sank to her knees, silvery pearls dripping down her cheeks, streaming down the dark grey tear trails that she shared with the four spirits before her and Emily as she sobbed.
"He needs me…" she sobbed, "I can't leave him…there's no one left…"
"Mike…he'll be fine," Robby reassured her, "Robby's gonna be ok. He's got his two aunts to take care of him…"
"But he needs me!"
"I know…" Robby soothed, putting a hand on her shoulder, "But if that monster finds its way outta here…it'll kill him just like it got you. It knows that your little boy is out there. Once he finishes Jeremy off, then there's nothing to stop him from taking Robby's life,"
"He won't get my son," Mike growled, the edges of her form flickering, "I won't let him!"
"Then do something about it instead of just sobbing," Robby told her, "I told you once to show what a live Schmidt could do…now I think it's time we show them what two dead ones can do,"
Mike's eyes flashed, turning gold once more as she stood.
"I understand," she told him, "And I understand that I won't be able to pass on until the job is done,"
"What's she talking about?" Jeremy asked, looking at the other three spirits.
"She's going to become one of us," Matt whispered, "She could have moved on like your sister did, Jeremy…but she's staying here…"
The four spirits and guard watched as Mike got to her feet and looked at her old body. She turned towards Robby and nodded, the older spirit nodded back and picked up the spring suit's head, setting it on top of its costume, covering the dead Guard's head. As soon as he backed away, Mike's form burst into smoke, streaming forwards and through the mouth, nose and eyes of the spring suit. As the last wisp disappeared, the suit began to twitch and jerk wildly as if they were shocking it repeatedly…and then it stopped.
A high pitched scream came from the bear as colored mist started to stream out of it, reforming into a gold and blue shape next to it. Within moments…Mike collapsed to the floor, groaning softly. The four spirits shot to her side, all of them picking her up carefully. Mike's eyes fluttered open, bright gold and seemingly alive. The girl tried to get up, her hand going up to her head as she shook it, knocking the smaller top hat off her head.
"Nice ears, little sis," Robby murmured softly.
Mike carefully raised her hands to her copper head, touching two soft, golden bear ears that peeked out of her hair.
"Lemme guess, I got a little bear tail too?" she deadpanned.
"It's not so bad," Matt smirked, "It takes a while to get used to it, but other than that…"
"You would know, wouldn't you…Fatbear," Mike teased.
"And now you do too, Goldilocks," Matt shot back as the spirits let Mike get to her feet.
"So, what are we supposed to call you?" Sam asked, "Seeing as the rest of us have 'names'…"
Mike's golden eyes turned glazed for a moment before brightening again.
"Just…Gold,"
Yes, she's dead. But did you really think I was just going to let her go out into the sunset? Oh heck no! They thought Mike was powerful before...just wait 'til you see what happens later! Put it this way, her first night does not go as everyone thinks it will...
I hope you guys liked it, if you did send in the reviews! (Along with ideas because I will need them eventually!) :)
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Elhini Prime signing off.