* Well, here it is chapter four. First off, sorry Hildebrant for calling you a girl, didn't mean to. Thanx to Goody for the review, I couldn't even come up with something for the Torso that's why I said they caught him before they hired Dennis. I fixed the chapter names. Here we go.*
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Chapter 4
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Dennis arrived at Cyrus' house an hour early as asked and knocked on the door. For once Cyrus answered the door instead of Cleo. Dennis wondered why.
"Why didn't Cleo answer the door?"
"That's part of why I asked you here earlier today. Cleo is going on vacation, that means your on your own when it comes to tracking the ghosts."
"How long will she be gone for?"
"A week. She left last night for her destination and will be back in seven days. We will get this ghost tonight and another in three days. Four days after that Cleo will be back and we can go after the next one."
"Exactly how many ghosts are we going to get?"
"Twelve total. We've got four counting the one we caught before you were hired."
"Do you have names for the rest of them too?"
"Yes, today's ghost is called 'The Torn Prince', the rest in order are 'The Angry Princess', 'The Pilgrimess', 'The Great Child' and 'The Dire Mother', 'The Hammer', 'The Jackal', and 'The Juggernaut'."
"Okay that's just great. Oh by the way, where has Cleo gone for vacation?" Dennis asked, his curiosity becoming to much for him to deny.
"Well, I don't really know, I believe she is going to visit her family and friends but I'm not sure."
"You said this was only part of our conversation tonight. What's the other part?"
"Ah that, why did you go off last night?"
"My mother's ghost was calling me. She wanted to kill me because they killed her to keep me alive. Cleo helped save me."
"Okay, thank you for being honest. Now, we have a ghost to catch. Let's get to it." Cyrus smiled at Dennis. And pulled out a baseball. Dennis' eyes rose to the ceiling for a second and then he put his hand on the baseball. He felt the familiar pain of the visions starting.
A baseball player, other side, daring side, feeling invincible, cars, drag race, not braking in time, crash, fire, anger, and black.
"Well, what happened to him."
"He was a rich kid jock who went too far in a drag race. He didn't brake in time and his car crashed. He's currently haunting an old straight stretch of unused highway, he likes to stay pretty much were his car crashed but he will attack anybody that comes within fifty yards and provokes him."
"Good very good. I will call my men and tell them to go to the old highway you speak of." With that Cyrus walked out of the room to call his workers giving Dennis time to think. He wondered what they would use for bait this time. When Cyrus came back he asked him.
"We will be suspending a pair of keys from the ceiling of the cage. There will be a mint condition 1980 Firebird. The car itself is red. This guy liked cars when he was alive and he probably wouldn't pass up the chance to get his hand on the keys to one even now. Now let's get to that highway."
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Dennis could feel this guy and he was still quite a ways away from where he crashed. He could feel the anger directed at him. After all, he was the one who brought the men here to catch him. Dennis walked up to where Cyrus was standing, about ten feet away from the car.
"I hope you know I really don't like this one. Maybe it's because he's pissed off at me. Can I leave now?" Dennis asked, all to eager to get the hell out of dodge.
"No." Was Cyrus' simple respond. Then Cyrus handed Dennis a pair of the spectral viewers and told him to watch out and jumped back about five feet. Dennis put on the glasses and came face to face with the end of a baseball bat. He tried to jump but the bat still hit his shoulder. He stumbled a bit and looked up just in time to see the bat about to hit him in the back. He couldn't jump in time and got hit in the upper back. He screamed in pain and doubled over. The ghost then hit him in the shoulder again and once again Dennis cried out and fell on the ground. He looked up and saw the ghosts slowly coming at him with the bat raised and he began to scoot backwards trying to get away but the ghost advanced and hit him in the side of the head causing Dennis to pass out. Once Dennis was out cold the ghost, satisfied that he had taught Dennis a lesson went after someone else.
The ghost was still knocking out workers five minutes later when Dennis came to, rubbing his head where the bitch of a ghost had hit him. Dennis slowly stood, wobbled a bit, and stumbled over to Cyrus who was observing the whole thing impassively.
"Got an aspirin?" He asked cynically.
"No but watch the ghost. He has knocked out at least ten people since you passed out five minutes ago. I'm beginning to wonder if he's ever going to notice the keys in the cage."
Just then the ghost succeeded in knocking out yet another worker and moved on to his next unlucky victim. Dennis watched it in disgust but when he looked at Cyrus his disgust was redirected at him. Cyrus was watching the whole thing in total awe. Not caring that half of his 'hired help' were passed out on the cold pavement from head and back wounds. No, far be it for Cyrus to give a shit about one of his workers, that could be construed as caring and Cyrus Kriticos didn't care about anybody. But Dennis did give a shit and he had had quite enough of this ghost. He decided to take things into his own hands.
Dennis ran over to the front of the cage when the ghost wasn't looking and stood in front of the open doors.
"Hey tall, dark, and bloody!" Dennis yelled out to the ghost. The ghost hearing him turned and saw his previously knocked out prey talking to him.
"Yeah, I'm talking to you, you bitch! Why don't you come and get me? At least I've done something to piss you off!" Dennis couldn't believe he was doing this, but he was.
The ghost now even more pissed at Dennis started to slowly walk in his direction, but then he decided that his speed was to slow and began to run at Dennis. As he sped up Dennis looked and judged the distance between him and the button that would close the cage. He thought he could just make it. He looked back at the ghost and watched him run toward the cage. When the ghost was three feet from him Dennis jumped toward the machine with the door closing button and pushed it just as the ghost ran in unable to stop in time to go around the cage. Once he realized that he was trapped the ghost began hitting the shatterproof glass repeatedly in a feeble attempt to escape the cage. Cyrus walked over and patted Dennis on the back.
"Good job, great job! You really got him didn't you?" Cyrus said obviously pleased at what Dennis did.
"Thanks." Dennis said.
Then a woman with short brown hair and a nose ring came over to them, glared at Dennis and Cyrus, and walked over to the cage putting her hand on it.
"How could you Cyrus? This is a person you have caught. I won't allow it. I told you that when you were getting the Torso. You wont pull it off. You won't! I'll make sure of it!" The last two sentences she yelled as she was being pulled away by a couple workers.
"Who was that?!" Dennis asked/screamed at Cyrus.
"Her name is Kaleena. She doesn't want me to catch the ghosts. But she doesn't have a say in it. She will be coming to try and stop us along the way but that is to be expected. Just don't let her get in the way of you doing your job. Now would you like to join me at my house for an icepack and some tea?" Cyrus asked jokingly.
"Sure, why not." Dennis answered. With that they walked off to go to Cyrus' house. They both wanted to discuss the nights events.
*Alright there it is. Please review. Oh yeah, um Goody, I respect the fact that you didn't use bait for the captures of the rest of the ghosts. I probably shouldn't have been using bait but, hey! Who said we had to go by the book! It's more interesting this way! Remember to review!*
