Chapter 20...3
Going back down into the house I was met with James sitting on the couch with Marie laying her head in his lap. She had gotten worse from the last time I was in here. Her appearance was sickly and her hair dye was fading into her natural blonde locks as her eyes looked dead and motionless.
James: It's nice to see you again Brighton, how long has it been?
Bro: Don't call me that.
James: Why not? I've missed you all these years, I've heard from the fallen innocence and villains that you've been making a name for yourself in hell and heaven.
Bro: Their there because of you dammit.
James: How can you blame me for your killings over the years? You committed them as I followed behind your work.
Bro: Followed? What do you mean?
James: You didn't know?
With a sly smile he stood letting Marie drop to the carpeted floor hitting her head. He walked through the coffee table and stopped in front of me. I think he's a ghost like I am…Standing in front of me I noted his similar features to Edd but they've grown over the years. His hair was long and stopped at the back of his knees, his fair skin was dulled and pale, his eyes once blue were a full black death void yet the gap was stayed the same. I stared in terror as he kept smiling.
Bro: When did you die?
James: Such an observant little lad I should reward you-
Bro: Step the fuck back!
James laughed at my defensive words and stepped back as instructed. Raising his hands up in defeat he smiled and sat on the coffee table behind him.
James: You've grown some balls over the years, nice to know I don't have to hold back on you.
Bro: What're you doing here and what have you done to and the others?
James didn't say anything and just watched me with a lustful look.
James: You've grown so much, and you became such a stunning man.
Why is he talking so calmly to me is this dire situation? He eyed me like he did when we first met, so sweet and inviting that you feel secure that you want to stay by him.
James: I'm here because of her?
He said thumbing back to Marie on the floor.
James: You must be the same way, that's how most ghosts are nowadays. They attach themselves to people who have the same or unfulfilled desires.
Bro: What was it that Marie desired?
James: The perfect America life.
Standing up he paced the room with his hands behind his back.
James: A loving wife greeting her husband as he came home from work with their son that he picked up from school. The three of them laughing and playing as the waited for dinner to be done, than after eating they set their son down for bed and have a little lone time…
He glanced at me in a suggestive way.
James: And so repeats the day until the end of time. That's how her mother told her life should be.
Bro: And she died from an abusive husband.
James: Yea but she wants everything before that inevitable end.
Bro: That's only a fantasy, nobody wants that because it's not eve perfect itself!
James: She doesn't care.
He walked over to her and hovered his hand over her body. Her body lifted up to stand and stare right at me as he commanded her like a puppet.
James: We both had the same dreams in mind. Before going to jail I was to be married to my fiancé of five years and she was already seven weeks pregnant too.
He commanded her to rub her stomach as if she were to have a baby herself.
James: But hearing about my past times of raping and molesting children she was struck with an unendurable amount of stress and had a miscarriage. She cried and I wasn't there to console her from behind the glass of my prison…I find out months later that she committed suicide because she felt alone and was childless.
He dropped her body on the couch and had her sit back up again.
James: I became a different ma while I prison and the other inmates knew of me and my actions,. And on this day, seventeen years ago, is the anniversary of my death. Ghost, mind you, have unique powers whether good or bad.
He made her stand and walk out of the room.
James: And if you're like myself and have been practicing than you can accomplish some god-like things.
He brought her back but with the kid bound with wire and gagged. He was crying heavily scared of the outcome that may befall him. I could hear him sob and whimper in a muffled tone as he looked at me, begging for help…like Edd did.
Bro: Why involve the kid, he has nothing to do with this!
James: I a way he does and he doesn't.
Snapping his fingers, Marie walked over to the fire place. Jim started to panic and flail in her grip as they neared the cold fireplace.
James: Marie, be a darling and calm him down please?
She nodded and placed the Jim on the coffee table and took the fire poker from the fireplace hooks. She went over to Jim and started hitting him. I lunged forward but came face to face with James. He grabbed me by my collar and put his other arm around my waist.
James: Stop Marie…
James stared me right in the eyes. I looked over at Jim who was crying harder than before and now bleeding through holes in his clothes. His little body quaked on the table as he folded into a ball.
Bro: Stop hurting him…
James: He knows better than to act up in front of company.
Bro: He's a child!
James: Yes, but…
Marie: Not our child…
Marie chimed in finishing his sentence. She raised the poker above her head aiming down for the kid.
Bro: Stop!
James: One more should do the trick Marie.
Bro: I'm begging you, stop it!
James: Do it, this child needs discipline.
Bro: NO!
BANG! I stood in his grasp in shock as I seen Marie fall to the floor with the poker next to our feet. She had a red and blue dart sticking from the center of her forehead, how can a small arse dart knock her back like that?! I looked up and smiled as I saw Edd there with a sexy but fuming face. He had aimed his gun at where Marie was standing.
Edd: No one! Beats my son, EVER!
Kevin: I thought I told you to let me go in first!?
Kevin and the others came in behind Edd and they looked in awe at what was here. James looked back at them and he moved from me and walked over to Edd. The others put themselves in front of him but he went through them as if they weren't even there. He backed the doctor up to the wall in the hallway towering over him. I saw him reach out for him but a spark struck and steam let off from his finger. Looking at his hand he smiled and cackled evilly.
James: A charm, and a weak one at that, clever.
Moving closer and leaning in on him I moved through the guys and stood between James and Edd. Seeing my chivalry, he pulled back clapping his hands and chuckling.
James: Well done Brighton, well done. Stand up for the love you lost.
Bro: Leave him alone.
James: Why, I can see why you love him, he looks exactly like me…
Eyeing him looking past me he smiled wickedly.
James: Minus the height difference though, what a cute little lamb.
Edd: Keep your hands off of my son…
Edd was raging so much that the tension in the room was his sole doing.
James: I haven't laid a finger on him, I was actually going to have Marie kill him before you ruined it.
Edd: That damn desire of the America dream has been thought to be as impudent and senile a thought or ages now, there is no such thing as perfect!
James: Yes there is!
This was the first time I've heard him raise his voice. It had a playful anger laced in his words as his height grew. His features became demonic and rugged as he started to fill out the house. His eyes were pitch black with blue irises, hair pilling on the floor, his black body and peach skin turned purple as the room around us dissolved into the underworld that James and I called home.
Bro: We're in Hell…on the Lust layer.
I turned to Edd who was just staring at James still with rage.
Kevin: Bro!
I turned to Kevin who was up on pillars to the side.
Kevin: Watch after him, don't let him die!
Bro: Wouldn't dream of it!
Looking down at myself I saw my ghost-like form solidify. Looking up at James he smiled and drew his finger to us.
James: Since we're in battle, it is only fair that this fight be fought fairly.
His voice boomed in a distorted tone. His hand opened and a red mist came out and enveloped us. I couldn't see Edd or the others and I was starting to freak out. I heard Kevin yelling and what sounded like an attempt to get down here to help us but Rolf was holding him back. The mist cleared and I looked around but couldn't find Edd.
Bro: Edd! Edd! Where are you?!
James: Looking for the lamb?
I darted my look at James as he sat on a huge ass throne.
Bro: Where the fuck is Edd?!
James: He's right here.
He held his hand up with Edd and Jim in…do James and I think alike or something? Both Edd and Jim were wearing skimpy exotic outfits. They were similar to the one I made Edd wear a year ago but it was more ornate. I won't deny the fact that they both look spectacularly fuckable but I don't want him to this to them!
Kevin: You sick son of a bitch!
James: I'd prefer you call me sexually insane.
Opening his other hand stood Marie in her old leather battle clothes.
James: Let's fight shall we?
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