A young Ghost materialized in the rain in front of his home, or old home? He didn´t know it at that moment. He put his hand on the invisible shield around the house as tears formed in his eyes. He just died and his parents hated Ghosts more then anything else, so much that they built a shield around the whole house to keep them far away. The young Ghost looked down, streaks of wet white and black hair fell over his eyes, if his Mum or his dad would open the door, would they believe him when he said that he´s their son? Would they have threatened him? Would they have just seen another Ghost in him? Would they have shot him the first moment they were able to see him? He didn´t know. The door opened and his head shot towards it "what are you doing here, Ghost? You won´t come in here, the whole house is surrounded by a Ghost shield!" spat the huntress with a bazooka halfway aimed at him. A tear fell down the cheek of the young Ghost, lips trembling "Mum" he thought she would shoot him right after that word, asking things like how he would dare to pretend to be their son, spitting at him what a monster he would be, what he didn´t think would happen was that the eyes of the huntress widened and she would let go of the weapon, letting it fall to the ground. He looked down to the ground "Mum, I´m sorry" said the young Ghost with a broken voice and looked up again "please…" he sniffled back a tear "…help me" his voice broke and more tears fell "Jack!" the huntress turned to the inside of the house "…Jack, shut down the shield and get a towel" called the huntress out with a trembling voice. The young Ghost knew that the hunter was hesitating with shutting down the shield, but he did as he was told, and the young Ghosts hand fell through where the shield was. The hunter now stood next to the huntress with a towel, his eyes narrowed when he saw the young Ghost "Madds, that´s a Ghost…" he was cut of "that´s Danny" said Maddie quietly. The man stared to the young sniffling Ghost in front of where the shield was "Dann-o?" asked the hunter concerned and as an answer he got weak nodding. "Come in sweety, it´s okay" said the huntress, but the young Ghost was still hesitating and trembling. The hunters saw the nervous and scared look in him, and the hunter decided to go to him, the young Ghost winced when the hunter put the towel over his shoulders but he hold the towel tight onto him "come on Dann-o, you´re wet, let´s get you inside where it´s dry" said the hunter and helped the young Ghost inside. It seemed like no matter what he was, if dead or alive, Ghost or human, this was his home, and it will always be his home.
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