Her eyes glazed over milk white the moment Honey slit Ash's throat. Her breath hitched in the back of her throat, her heart came to a stop and her head rolled towards the manilla roof of the kitchen. Her brain was able to drown the voices of those surrounding her. She was wondering where Ledger had gone if the shadow was even real to guide her.
Ash stood over her body, tasting the honey glazed blood from her own throat. She was in astral form, smiling over at Dylan. "Dilly, this is the way life goes!"
"Ash, your time isn't over!" Dylan mouthlessly croaked.
Ash sighed, rolling her eyes to the Heavens. A blinding white light was reaching out to her. She shot her best friend a funny look, "Honey and blood don't mix. Bye Bye, Dils."
Dylan frowned, wishing she could latch onto the blonde. Her frown deepened, especially when the image around her morphed into said graveyard during the night shift. How many mistakes were going to get her or loved ones six feet under? She wished she could reach her loved ones, but she was being blocked somehow.
"What's wrong with her?" Jory asked, shaking the brunette. His eyes traveled to the decaying color of her hair. His eyes grew a fraction, shooting Honey a quizzical gaze.
"Her body can only take so much torture. She hasn't gotten channeling the ghost realm under her palm. The bitch is dying!" Honey sneered, soon smiling at the idea.
Jory released his grip on the female. He like Honey watched as Dylan dropped lifeless to the floor of the marble kitchen. He motioned to her ice cold body, "What pleasure would we get of tormenting a dead girl?"
Honey smirked, drumming up some ideas. She went on to voice her concern when another thicker voice reached their ears.
"You've done enough damage, Honey!" roared Ledger, appearing in a clean pant and shirt. His brown eyes boring angrily into the corporal bodies. "I loved you, but you repay me by murdering innocent people?"
"It wasn't her idea!" Jory hissed, showing Ledger his filthy fingernails.
Ledger was sick of hearing it. He twisted, throwing up his hand- blasting Jory into the wall.
Jory slammed into the kitchen wall, knocking him unconscious. Blood began to seep from the corner of his mouth.
Ledger set angry eyes upon Honey. "How can you let him take the blame for your faults?"
Honey bore a wicked grin. She didn't have to answer to a ghost. Her eyes challenged him, pissing the ghost off.
Ledger knelt beside Dylan, whispering a one worded response in her ear. One he was sure would wake her in time for their arrival. He glared at Honey, walking towards her.
Honey was lifted from the floor, hanging mid-air. She wasn't pleading with her ex-lover either. She snarled at the male, clawing at the air. She couldn't get free. "Ledger!"
Ledger tsked, "Oh, Honey." He disappeared with the dark skinned woman, baring an evil smirk for revenge. He'd been killed no thanks to his ex. He left Dylan on the floor to wake up at the right moment.
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"Dylan!" The faint voice of Ledger hissed, startling the brunette.
Dylan awoke, face down on the floor with a small groan escaping her. Her brown curls had gone darker with white on the ends, worrying her. It's the first thing she took note of. She froze in place at the sound of a door being torn open, keeping her low to the ground she kissed earlier. Her ears picked up a group of people, walking on broken debris.
She felt like a frightened animal, trapped in a cage. She didn't bother to call out. Instead, she tried to get a good view of the intruders as a voice in the form of Ledger came to her comfort in her mind's eye, "they won't hurt you." Preparing herself to blast somebody with an energy of the undead, she peeked from behind the counter.
"Dylan!" Nellie called, stopping in his tracks at the sight of her. He was aware of the others stopping in their tracks scattered about him.
Dylan's eyes were passive, connecting with the blue of ones she didn't think she'd see again. Her breath caught in her throat, sending her heart soaring. Her eyes beamed with accusation at him, "I saw you die!"
Nellie furrowed his eyebrows. He expected a rather different response from his sister. His eyes flitted to Jason, keeping eye contact with the disheveled chick. His anger heightened.
"Nellie dial down the anger. Don't you see near death experiences? Conner Kent saved Jason from certain death." Red spoke, jabbing a finger in his direction.
Dylan had the urge to wrap Jason in a hug, but stayed glued to her spot. She tried to regulate her breathing as best as she could.
"Dylan," Gar voiced, gathering her attention. He wore a look of sincerity which freaked her out a bit. He wanted to ask why she had run away even if he thought she had good reason.
"She doesn't have to answer anything. Not right now. Can we go? This place gives me the creeps." Rachel softly chimed in, being the first to lightly touched Dylan.
Dylan jerked away from the touch, casting her gaze around the place. "Ash is dead. I have a shadow guide-"
"You're gonna live, Dil. Take deep breaths." Red cooed, patting her on the shoulder.
Dylan tensed, capturing an image of Red laughing maniacally like a lunatic sometime down the road. She could tell his face was a blur while the short red waves were drenched in dark green. Her eyes flickered to Jason once more, watching her with unease himself.
It's like they were thinking the same thing.
Nellie's nostrils were flaring at the sight. He tried to steady himself. Why was he getting so angry over nothing? A dark chuckle escaped the boy as he lunged for Jason, punching him to the ground.
Dylan mentally groaned. She was done with her brothers, ganging up on the boy. For what? For the fact that they were losing sight of themselves. She angrily plucked Nellie from off of Jason, slamming him into that of Jory.
She lent her hand to help a stunned Jason from the ground. "Can we not cause me to see more death?!"
Nellie hit his head, cracking the base of his skull when he rammed into the dead body of Jory. He didn't think much of the pain until his blurred vision caught Dylan dropping to her knees due to the unbearable pain.
"Nellie!" Rachel shouted, rushing over to the boy. She tried to heal the boy, but failed to keep him from holding on. Her eyes began to produce tears.
Gar watched the scene unfolding awkwardly while Red mentally smiled at how his plan was proceeding.
Dylan would have hit the ground if Jason hadn't already been before her, keeping her steady in his arms. Her eyes glazed over white as a vibration shook her brain to the core. She almost grew to violently shaking when she latched onto one of his arms, causing her mind to focus. Her vision came into sharp focus on Jason, torn between sobbing while enlightened with the knowledge of Nellie's afterlife. Could she grieve properly?
She would eventually find the truth.
