She moves around the room, her hands touching the chair behind her before being drawn to a pair of photos that gleam in their frames. She tilts it back, unaware that the beggar she had seen just moments ago is in the courtyard below her. The older female is looking around wildly for any sign of anyone in the area, the shop where the one she considers to be the devil, empty with the lights off. She takes a step toward the stairs, her footsteps on the old wood as she whisper, "Skulker... Skulker... No good hiding. I know you are in there, you bastard." Though she needs the law for whatever is going on in the shop below her.
Lily can hear the old woman's voice, her voice harsh as she continues to call out for the lackey of the male that had taken all of her life away from her, but her mind is blank as to what that life entailed. She can feel a headache forming as she walks up those familiar steps. What is it about this place that seems to cause her pain, her body warning her to steer clear, but she wanted the woman of the shop gone. She can feel the evil that resides in that shop. She pays her no heed as her eyes fall upon the blades from before, the feeling that she knew these blades, had seen them at some point though with a look around the room she knew there was no way she had ever been here before.
"Skulker... Skulker..." Hearing the voice of the beggar grow louder the young raven haired female spotting a chest in the corner, rushes to it, the lid of it slamming shut behind her just as the older female enters the room. As soon as she enters the room her disposition seems to change, her amethyst eyes wide as she looked around the space. Her eyes, like Lily's land on the blades and an image flashes in her head of a raven haired male, his smile so bright as he stared down at her. He was saying something to her, but though his lips were moving there was no sound coming from them. "He's a phantom," she mutters just before the image is gone. She blinks just as the door to the left of the one she came in, is thrust open, the raven haired male in that doorway seething as he looked down at her. Their eyes lock and it seems as if she recognizes him, the flicker of memory in her amethyst orbs, though from the abuse she had suffered and the attempted suicide, were no longer as bright as that had once been.
"What are you doing here?!" he asks, his voice bellowing around them, the wood of the room shuddering under his anger, but she didn't seem to feel it as she reached out to clutch at his shirt.
"There is an evil here, a ghost that has its claws raking across the city with death left in its wake." Dan steps back from her, her words clutching at his heart because her voice is so familiar, though much more husky in quality than he remembers. "It is the woman below," she hissed as she looked around. "She has no pity in her heart. She is the very devil meant to aid in harming those of this town." There is something in her face, though too shadowed for him to see clearly, but there is something about her that calls to him, but before he can question it further, his ears perk with the sound of someone approaching.
"Phantom!" the judge calls out, his voice breaking Dan out of his musings.
"Y-You look familiar," she murmurs, taking a step toward him, her hand reaching up for his face.
Dan shoves her back as he hisses, "Quiet!" The older male is growing frustrated. He has been thwarted from his task for too long, his revenge... his obsession. He was to kill this judge, this fucker who had ruined his life! "Get out of here!" he whispers, his voice harsh. The beggar doesn't do that, her fear clutching at her heart. Something about this male before her, even with him angry, seemed to pull at her. She could see blue eyes in her mind, the raven haired male from her memories, but then there was a flash of green in those eyes. "Get out of here, now!" Before the beggar could leave though the chest behind her rattled, Dan also turning just as the judge entered. Both turned to look at him as his dark brow going up.
"Phantom, where is she?" he inquired, though he didn't look at the older male. His eyes were glued to the extra person, unsure of why the dirty female was even in the shop. The raven haired male shoved the woman out the door that Vlad had just entered. Though she didn't want to leave something told her that this was not the place to be and so she rushed down the stairs. She looked around though, the sound of the woman she had just been speaking about, heard inside the shot, though the lights were off. There was a home in that place. It was strange that she knew that when like the room above her, she didn't think she had been in there before. Turning around she tried to find a way in there, sure that the woman was in there with the law and possibly had killed him.
Lily could feel her legs falling asleep, the tingling a sign that she would lose all feeling in mere minutes paused as she heard the men talking. One was her warden, Vlad Masters, and yet she couldn't tell who he was talking to. He didn't sound upset, well, not really as the other male said something. Moving her ear closer to the side of the chest to hear them better.
"She is with my neighbor," Dan stated. "But she has learned the error of her ways."
"She has?" Vlad inquired, disbelief on his face.
"She only speaks fondly of you, and begs for your forgiveness." Dan moved closer to the other male. "It is good that the brat didn't make off with the girl." Lily felt her heart drop. They were speaking of her, they were talking about Dash and the fact that he had saved her from the asylum. Was this unknown male the person who ran this barber shop? Where those his blades? Then her mind turned to the fact that this man was talking to Vlad with such pleasantness that maybe Dash had been used to bring her here! Maybe he was in on it, but that made no sense as he had saved her! What would be in it fo- Oh, money. She was sure that Vlad would pay to have his ward returned to him, but why was this man lying about her feelings towards her guardian?
"Then she shall have it!" Vlad said. He would like to see his ward, but before he could ask of her again the chest behind Dan rattled again as a sneeze was heard from that same chest. "What do you have in there?" the judge inquired, his brow going up again at the strange things he was seeing in this room every time he entered it. Dan didn't know what was in the trunk, but he was going to have his revenge so with a blast of power he struck the other male down. To his surprised when the dust cleared the judge was there, his blue eyes flashing red at the sudden attack. His attention was no longer on the chest, no, he was staring down the large raven haired male, his hair now a white sheen while his eyes were green. When Dan's power overwhelmed him he was forced to transform. His green eyes locked onto those red eyes in surprise.
"You're a fucking ghost!" he spat, his target a dead man. Could you kill ghosts? Before his eyes the male transformed completely, his hair remaining in the dark horns of his human half as his skin became a light blue tint of death. He didn't care, his eyes flashing as he rushed the older male, his fist striking at Vlad's chin. The sound of teeth cracking, the shattering sound echoing around the space. Growling Vlad got back up, his eyes narrowed as he wiped off the bit of blood seeping from his mouth.
"I'm not a ghost, well, not fully," the male spat, his eyes taking in the blood on the back of his hand. "Thanks to that buffoon." He seemed to relax, no longer hostile in a way as he grinned. "You must be another one of his victims."
"I may appear different, though all that time in prison does that to a man," Dan stated. He knew who this male was referring to, his own father. It had killed the other occupants of the house, but he had survived that day, only becoming half ghost. "Though I doubt you would remember a certain barber with a wife and daughter." Vlad's eyes narrow as he realize that he is looking at the male he had sent away a long time ago. The Warden a rather harsh man, left to "care" for the male whose wife had caused such a lust to rise in the judge. He had yearned to take her to bed, to marry her and become a family with the daughter in tow, but no-
"Daniel Fenton!" he cried out in shock, his anger at the thought that the male he had thought long dead or at least behind bars for the rest of his life, was free and back for his revenge. Powering up he took down the younger male now, his skull slamming into Dan's stomach. For some reason Lily felt the need to peek just as the house shuddered with the force of the two men fighting. When she peeked out she found her eyes growing wide at the sight that greeted her. There, right in front of her were two different people then who she had assumed was out here. She had just been ready to throw down the lid when a blast escaped Vlad's hand and struck the ground where the chest was. With a cry of alarm the floor gave way and Lily found herself falling. Just as her scream filled the air, another joined it.
Paulina glared at the female before her. The beggar sneering back at her, fear and anger reflecting in the faded amethyst of her gaze. "You should have stayed dead." Little did either women noticed a certain red headed boy creeping back into the bake room, the door now unlocked from Dan and Paulina earlier. He listened to them from the foot of the stairs, the sound of Paulina's voice making the young child shudder. "I deserve him." The beggar frowned at her, recalling a moment when she had been at her lowest, the moment she had lost something... something that had been taken from her and a person...
"You watched me drink that poison," she muttered as her memory tried to click on the real story. "No, no you gave me the poison... after he raped me..." she faded as her memory darkened and was gone, but she was still mad, her eyes narrowing on Paulina.
"You were not worthy to be his wife," the Latina spat just as Nathan came to the top of the stairs. He was just stopping at the doorway, his eyes moving to see in the room. Paulina's back was to him, a blade in her fingers as the lamp light glimmered off of it. His eyes widened as the woman he had thought kind lunged at the other female, blade coming out to stab the beggar in the chest, her scream shrill as her blood poured off of her. Some of it splattered on the Latina, said woman uncaring as she pulled the blade out and plunged it back into the other female's chest.
Dan stopped in the air as the two cries mingled, Vlad distracted for a moment. Blinking younger halfa opened his mouth and let out a wail, the sound waves traveling out from the source of their power. As they moved away from him they grew louder, more powerful as they tore into Vlad's body. The older male convulsed as the buildings around him shook and fell, Vlad finding his bones breaking, shattering in his body as he became limp. Rushing at his disabled foe, Dan began to slice into the judge's body, his flesh like paper with his bones non-existent. He turned back from the sliced up body of Vlad as it fell to the ground below him, the sounds of it disgusting as it flopped with a big 'splat' each time.
He failed to see the chest on the ground behind him, the small raven haired girl crawling out in a daze, as he made his way to the direction the scream came from. What he came upon was hard to see at first from his vantage point. Paulina was stabbing someone, their raven hair oily and mussed looking. It was when she spoke again. "You're a damned freak! Why should he marry you and not me?!" What was she talking about? He moved into the room, the Latina finally noticing him as she dropped the female form to the ground.
"What have you done?" he questioned. "There is blood all ov-" He looked down, now standing before the Latina, the face of the beggar revealed to his gaze. Her skin is pale, her eyes open to the world with nothing reflecting in them but death as the veil of its predecessor took the soul. Up close and clear minded the halfa could see his wife before him, his green eyes flickering to the woman before him. It was then she seemed to realize that his hair was now white, his eyes green, the fear upon being caught un-nerving her. "You-u knew s-she was alive?" he asked, his eyes narrowing. She shook her head, denying knowing the female.
"She was about to run for the law," the Latina accused. "I caught her snooping and when she saw me she said she was going for th-"
"She poisoned her!" a voice cried out as Nathan moved to stand in the doorway. "She wanted her gone so that she could marry you!" Nathan had changed his mind about his initial feelings for the now white haired male. He hadn't seen the man kill, but now he had seen Paulina kill, her attack one of joy that had scared him. "She said th-" His words were cut short when Paulina made a rush at him, Dan forgotten as he stared down at the dead body of his wife, her skin marred slightly from the life dealt her. Snarling at the woman that his green gaze cut to, he flew at her, his fingers wrapping around her throat as he stared her down.
"You aided that bastard in tarnishing her," he spat. "You aided that bastard in getting his hands on my wife and child!" His bellow shook the walls again, Nathan running off behind him to save himself. Dan should have killed him as he had seen too much, but the halfa found that he was more interested in the woman being slowly killed as her face changed color. "Were you a part of it in the beginning?!" She attempted to shake her head, her voice so tiny as she replied in the negative. Maybe she had hoped that he would release her since she hadn't sent him away, but his grip only tightened as her eyes began to water, the teal orbs swelling up. "You were so delusional to think that I would welcome you into my arms, my life, if she were gone," he spat.
"You are just as bad as that bastard, that fucked up fruit loop," he growled, his fingers tightening to the point that his large fingers had broken the skin of her neck, her blood oozing around his fingers. "You're a fucking ice queen, never caring what is right for anyone but you." Her eyes popped, oozing down her cheeks as blood joined in the mini waterfalls of fluids. Sneering at her in disgust he tossed her to the side, as far from his wife's body as he allowed tears to fall from his eyes. He had been so overcome with his need for revenge, the obsession clouding his vision and now his wife was truly dead. Just as he lay over her body Lily entered and seeing the male over the body of what appeared to be the beggar woman, another female's body just feet from him, the blood leaving her neck staining the dull grey carpet.
She didn't even think about it, sure that the male who had killed her guardian had also killed these two woman, reached out with the blade she had found on the ground next to the broken chest and cut the side of his neck, her aim true as it nicked his major artery. The blood that burst forth startled her, the blade falling from her fingers as she fell back in surprise. The male whispered, "I love you." She blinked as she realized that he was talking to the woman in his arms. She didn't know what made her do it, but she took a step toward the bleeding male, her amethyst/blue gaze taking in the woman in his arms. A flash of memory, of a woman with raven hair like her own, her amethyst gaze so full of love as she smiled down at her. She turned in that memory toward a male, his own blue eyes shimmering with the same love as the woman, his lips touching down on her forehead. I love you.
"Daddy?" she whispered, her chin quivering. "Mommy?" The two dead bodies before her were her parents... She had killed her father! Her father had killed either of the beggar and the other woman or something else had taken the woman who was her mother. She was truly alone. Just then she heard the sound of horse hooves, the sound drawing her to her feet. Rushing from the scene of carnage Lily hurried to cut off Dash before he saw the carnage. "Let's go!" she cried, taking the blond's hand rushing back to the carriage just a few feet from the male. He opened his mouth to ask her what was wrong, but seeing the fear in her eyes he complied. The pair slamming the door just before the carriage took off, neither speaking a word as they headed for their destination...
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