Author's note:
Okay so I haven't updated this in forever but I do so now so don't throw random objects at me, please. Awww... Hardly anyone reviews anymore because you all hate me and my crappy 13 Ghosts fanfic. Oh, another reason I am able to update now is because my groovy clone, Jenna is kind enough to do this. Everyone repeat after me: JENNA ROCKS! Did you say it? Well just for that.... Does the snoopy dance LONG LIVE THE SNOOPY DANCE!!!
Well, I'm a handsome man (No I'm not...)!
Sara was here
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"Just so we all are clear, we aren't splitting up, right?" Liz asked as she walked down the stairs following behind Dennis.
Arthur, trailing closely behind Allen who walked behind her sighed exasperatedly. Rolling his eyes, he answered, "I guess not."
"Good!" Dennis and Liz said together, both relieved.
"You know..." Allen said in attempt to break the tension, "I bet one day we all will look back on this whole thing and laugh."
Liz sighed depressedly and pointed out, "We probably won't survive."
"Thanks for that cheery comment, Elizabeth!" Arthur responded sarcastically.
"Anytime," Liz grinned, forgetting where she was for a moment.
Soon they were off the stairs and on the landing. They all exchanged looks then Dennis glared darkly at Allen then said coldly, "Lead the way, Ghost Hunter."
"Gladly, Ghost!" Allen returned the tone and the glare.
Liz noticed the exchange of hatred, rolled her eyes and said sternly, "You two need to stop fighting and stop now!"
They both looked at her with the guilty expressions children would wear after doing something naughty. Dennis whined in a child like way, "He started it!"
"Whatever, Ghost!" Allen crossed his arms over his chest and made an aggravated sigh.
Liz's slightly bloodshot blue eyes now looked darkly upon Allen. She stomped over so that she was close enough to slap him and did exactly that. She left a handprint across his face and bewildered look in his eyes. He looked down at her in surprise and asked calmly, "What was that for?"
"Well...." Liz tried to stay furious as she looked into the eyes of Allen. A weak smile formed on her face as she said, still maintaining an angry tone in her voice, "We get that Dennis is dead so stop calling him 'Ghost'!"
Dennis smiled to himself, glad Liz was defending him. Then his smile vanished as Liz turned to face him and said in the same tone she used with Allen, "We get what his occupation is so stop calling him 'Ghost hunter'!"
Arthur sighed loudly, "Good work, Elizabeth! Now, lets find Kathy!"
Liz and Dennis nodded in determination as they all looked at Allen expectantly. Realizing everyone was staring at him Allen's eyes widened in paranoia as he asked in confusion, "Why are you all looking at me like your going to become cannibals?"
"Show us where you abandoned Kathy!" Dennis made it a point to emphasize and use the word 'abandon'.
"Fine!" Allen said defensively, deciding to pick a random direction and lead Ghost, Lizzie and Arthur to some random place. He shuddered at the thought of loose ghosts but decided to be strong.
Allen started walking to the left, pretending like he knew exactly where he was going to go. As he walked he carefully scanned the area around for a roaming ghost or an empty containment cube. He heard them following behind him and he thought of what he should do.
~*~*~
Bobby wandered around the library aimlessly, intrigued that they could really bring back everything just the way it had been before...
He looked at the random books around him up until one caught his eye. It laid closed on top of the table in the center of the room. He looked at the leather cover which read in gold lettering: To Hunt Ghosts.
He looked around suspiciously before opening the book to read.
~*~*~
"So this way will lead us to Kathy?" Liz asked as she as well as Arthur and Dennis followed Allen.
Allen glanced back at her and answered, "Yes, of course!"
"I think your lying," Dennis accused as he narrowed his eyes at their guide.
Allen stopped walking, turned and looked at Dennis with mutual hatred. He asked slow and coldly, "What makes you call me a liar, Ghost?"
"Don't call him that!" Liz snapped. Just about everyone rolled their eyes at her, everyone but Dennis who smiled at her. She smiled back.
"Because your a fucking liar!" Dennis looked away from Liz's smiling face and glared at Allen's.
Arthur shook his head in annoyance as he yelled, "Enough! We have to find my daughter!"
"That's right, Dennis!" Allan mocked as he turned and started leading the way again.
Liz crossed her arms over her chest for protection and kept glancing in Dennis' direction, sighing longingly each time. Dennis didn't even notice her as he thought about many things. Mostly he thought about what it would be like to be locked in a containment cube. He then considered that maybe all ghosts were like him then tossed the idea away by thinking to himself, "No! I am different than these ghosts. The only ghost I could be like is perhaps Jean. Wait, Jean...."
Dennis looked from Arthur to Allen then continued to think. He remembered the day of his death, like he could forget about it. Jean had passed on. He had seen her descend to heaven. He had little doubt that that's what happened and that's where she went. Just to make the little doubt he had vanish he asked, "Arthur, what happened to Jean?"
Allen tensed up and continued to walk as he feared the ghost had figured it out. Allen shrugged and convinced himself that he was just giving the ghost too much credit. He knew now that the ghost had no idea what his plans were. The ghost knew nothing of his plans for Lizzie.
Liz's eyes widened as she stared at Dennis in disbelief. She raised her eyebrows at him questioningly and thought of the question he had just asked. Jean had been Arthur's wife before she passed on and that is all Liz knew. She didn't realize Dennis wanted to know what happened to Jean after life. She figured Dennis just lacked tact and was making small talk.
"She is gone," Arthur answered uncomfortably.
"I know that," Dennis rolled his eyes on reflex then continued, "Has she descended?"
Arthur thought over the question and answered slowly, "Yes, she has."
"Then Allen, answer me this-" Dennis began to ask of the withered lover ghost but was cut off by Allen.
"I think we're lost!" Allen cut in, saying the first thing that came to mind.
"What?" Liz and Arthur inquired in unison. Dennis watched Allen suspiciously, noting the change of subject.
Arthur's voice grew loud with anger and frustration as he asked, "How can we be lost?"
"Uhhh..." Allen stalled, waiting for what he knew going to come soon.
Arthur moved from the back of the group to the front where Allen stood. Arthur looked around frantically and mocked, "I thought you knew this basement more then anyone."
"I guess not," Allen rubbed the back of his neck absently as he chuckled nervously. Really, Allen thought, "No Arthur! Get in the back of the line!"
Then the moment he stalled for arrived as things shifted around them. He looked to where Liz stood and realized in a moment glass would slice her in two with it shifting. His eyes widened in horror as he yelled, trying to move toward her, "Lizzie, move!"
The glass began to close in where she stood. He realized it was two late so he closed his eyes to prevent seeing her like that.
She felt two hands clamp themselves on both her shoulders. She quickly was pulled backward just as the glass swooped together. She stumbled backward, pain searing through her body. Liz screamed out in agony.
Dennis, who had pulled her out of harms way still had his hands clamped firmly on her shoulders. As she screamed in pain he asked her frantically, "Lizzie! What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
He took his hands off of her and looked her over for wounds. She breathed in heavily as she eyed Dennis grievingly. He brushed hair out of her face, his hand grazing her cheek. She whimpered, closing her eyes tightly. He realized what was causing her pain and jumped away from her, his arms raised high above his head defensively. He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry! I forgot! I didn't mean to hurt you, Lizzie!"
"It's okay," She said in between short little gasps for air.
She slowly looked over to where she stood moments before. A spell covered panel of glass now stood between them and Arthur and Allen. They stared back at her, Allen banging his fists against the glass. He yelled in frustration, "Fuck, damn it!"
"What?" Arthur asked aggravatedly, "Was your plan ruined?"
Allen looked back at Arthur and answered simply, "Yes, it was."
"What was your plan?" Arthur asked, still watching Elizabeth.
"Oh," Allen answered, not caring anymore about being sly, "I was going to leave you and the Ghost over there and run off with the girl, if you must know."
Arthur opened his mouth to say something but was distracted by the faint banging noise coming from the new glass barrier. He looked to see Dennis repeatedly ramming into the glass in between them. Each time he touched the glass the spells covering the area lit up. Arthur glanced over to Elizabeth who looked at something behind him that he couldn't see with complete terror.
Noticing he had gotten Arthur's attention once Arthur looked back at him, Dennis started pointing feverishly at something behind Arthur.
Allen rolled his eyes at Dennis then turned around to see what the ghost was pointing at. Arthur looked as well, turning around. Both set of eyes widened in terror.
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Hahaha, I finally update and what do I do? I leave you with a cliffhanger. Shame on me, right? I think I'll go off and drink Jolt as I watch The Crow! Have a nice day! You all rock! You all rock...IF YOU REVIEW that is. Please, for the love of Dennis won't you review? Anyway.... I'm out.... OUT OF MY MIND!!! HAHAHAHA! (That's the second time I've used that joke in maybe the past week. I doubt you guys are even laughing....)
Okay so I haven't updated this in forever but I do so now so don't throw random objects at me, please. Awww... Hardly anyone reviews anymore because you all hate me and my crappy 13 Ghosts fanfic. Oh, another reason I am able to update now is because my groovy clone, Jenna is kind enough to do this. Everyone repeat after me: JENNA ROCKS! Did you say it? Well just for that.... Does the snoopy dance LONG LIVE THE SNOOPY DANCE!!!
Well, I'm a handsome man (No I'm not...)!
Sara was here
~*~*~
"Just so we all are clear, we aren't splitting up, right?" Liz asked as she walked down the stairs following behind Dennis.
Arthur, trailing closely behind Allen who walked behind her sighed exasperatedly. Rolling his eyes, he answered, "I guess not."
"Good!" Dennis and Liz said together, both relieved.
"You know..." Allen said in attempt to break the tension, "I bet one day we all will look back on this whole thing and laugh."
Liz sighed depressedly and pointed out, "We probably won't survive."
"Thanks for that cheery comment, Elizabeth!" Arthur responded sarcastically.
"Anytime," Liz grinned, forgetting where she was for a moment.
Soon they were off the stairs and on the landing. They all exchanged looks then Dennis glared darkly at Allen then said coldly, "Lead the way, Ghost Hunter."
"Gladly, Ghost!" Allen returned the tone and the glare.
Liz noticed the exchange of hatred, rolled her eyes and said sternly, "You two need to stop fighting and stop now!"
They both looked at her with the guilty expressions children would wear after doing something naughty. Dennis whined in a child like way, "He started it!"
"Whatever, Ghost!" Allen crossed his arms over his chest and made an aggravated sigh.
Liz's slightly bloodshot blue eyes now looked darkly upon Allen. She stomped over so that she was close enough to slap him and did exactly that. She left a handprint across his face and bewildered look in his eyes. He looked down at her in surprise and asked calmly, "What was that for?"
"Well...." Liz tried to stay furious as she looked into the eyes of Allen. A weak smile formed on her face as she said, still maintaining an angry tone in her voice, "We get that Dennis is dead so stop calling him 'Ghost'!"
Dennis smiled to himself, glad Liz was defending him. Then his smile vanished as Liz turned to face him and said in the same tone she used with Allen, "We get what his occupation is so stop calling him 'Ghost hunter'!"
Arthur sighed loudly, "Good work, Elizabeth! Now, lets find Kathy!"
Liz and Dennis nodded in determination as they all looked at Allen expectantly. Realizing everyone was staring at him Allen's eyes widened in paranoia as he asked in confusion, "Why are you all looking at me like your going to become cannibals?"
"Show us where you abandoned Kathy!" Dennis made it a point to emphasize and use the word 'abandon'.
"Fine!" Allen said defensively, deciding to pick a random direction and lead Ghost, Lizzie and Arthur to some random place. He shuddered at the thought of loose ghosts but decided to be strong.
Allen started walking to the left, pretending like he knew exactly where he was going to go. As he walked he carefully scanned the area around for a roaming ghost or an empty containment cube. He heard them following behind him and he thought of what he should do.
~*~*~
Bobby wandered around the library aimlessly, intrigued that they could really bring back everything just the way it had been before...
He looked at the random books around him up until one caught his eye. It laid closed on top of the table in the center of the room. He looked at the leather cover which read in gold lettering: To Hunt Ghosts.
He looked around suspiciously before opening the book to read.
~*~*~
"So this way will lead us to Kathy?" Liz asked as she as well as Arthur and Dennis followed Allen.
Allen glanced back at her and answered, "Yes, of course!"
"I think your lying," Dennis accused as he narrowed his eyes at their guide.
Allen stopped walking, turned and looked at Dennis with mutual hatred. He asked slow and coldly, "What makes you call me a liar, Ghost?"
"Don't call him that!" Liz snapped. Just about everyone rolled their eyes at her, everyone but Dennis who smiled at her. She smiled back.
"Because your a fucking liar!" Dennis looked away from Liz's smiling face and glared at Allen's.
Arthur shook his head in annoyance as he yelled, "Enough! We have to find my daughter!"
"That's right, Dennis!" Allan mocked as he turned and started leading the way again.
Liz crossed her arms over her chest for protection and kept glancing in Dennis' direction, sighing longingly each time. Dennis didn't even notice her as he thought about many things. Mostly he thought about what it would be like to be locked in a containment cube. He then considered that maybe all ghosts were like him then tossed the idea away by thinking to himself, "No! I am different than these ghosts. The only ghost I could be like is perhaps Jean. Wait, Jean...."
Dennis looked from Arthur to Allen then continued to think. He remembered the day of his death, like he could forget about it. Jean had passed on. He had seen her descend to heaven. He had little doubt that that's what happened and that's where she went. Just to make the little doubt he had vanish he asked, "Arthur, what happened to Jean?"
Allen tensed up and continued to walk as he feared the ghost had figured it out. Allen shrugged and convinced himself that he was just giving the ghost too much credit. He knew now that the ghost had no idea what his plans were. The ghost knew nothing of his plans for Lizzie.
Liz's eyes widened as she stared at Dennis in disbelief. She raised her eyebrows at him questioningly and thought of the question he had just asked. Jean had been Arthur's wife before she passed on and that is all Liz knew. She didn't realize Dennis wanted to know what happened to Jean after life. She figured Dennis just lacked tact and was making small talk.
"She is gone," Arthur answered uncomfortably.
"I know that," Dennis rolled his eyes on reflex then continued, "Has she descended?"
Arthur thought over the question and answered slowly, "Yes, she has."
"Then Allen, answer me this-" Dennis began to ask of the withered lover ghost but was cut off by Allen.
"I think we're lost!" Allen cut in, saying the first thing that came to mind.
"What?" Liz and Arthur inquired in unison. Dennis watched Allen suspiciously, noting the change of subject.
Arthur's voice grew loud with anger and frustration as he asked, "How can we be lost?"
"Uhhh..." Allen stalled, waiting for what he knew going to come soon.
Arthur moved from the back of the group to the front where Allen stood. Arthur looked around frantically and mocked, "I thought you knew this basement more then anyone."
"I guess not," Allen rubbed the back of his neck absently as he chuckled nervously. Really, Allen thought, "No Arthur! Get in the back of the line!"
Then the moment he stalled for arrived as things shifted around them. He looked to where Liz stood and realized in a moment glass would slice her in two with it shifting. His eyes widened in horror as he yelled, trying to move toward her, "Lizzie, move!"
The glass began to close in where she stood. He realized it was two late so he closed his eyes to prevent seeing her like that.
She felt two hands clamp themselves on both her shoulders. She quickly was pulled backward just as the glass swooped together. She stumbled backward, pain searing through her body. Liz screamed out in agony.
Dennis, who had pulled her out of harms way still had his hands clamped firmly on her shoulders. As she screamed in pain he asked her frantically, "Lizzie! What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
He took his hands off of her and looked her over for wounds. She breathed in heavily as she eyed Dennis grievingly. He brushed hair out of her face, his hand grazing her cheek. She whimpered, closing her eyes tightly. He realized what was causing her pain and jumped away from her, his arms raised high above his head defensively. He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry! I forgot! I didn't mean to hurt you, Lizzie!"
"It's okay," She said in between short little gasps for air.
She slowly looked over to where she stood moments before. A spell covered panel of glass now stood between them and Arthur and Allen. They stared back at her, Allen banging his fists against the glass. He yelled in frustration, "Fuck, damn it!"
"What?" Arthur asked aggravatedly, "Was your plan ruined?"
Allen looked back at Arthur and answered simply, "Yes, it was."
"What was your plan?" Arthur asked, still watching Elizabeth.
"Oh," Allen answered, not caring anymore about being sly, "I was going to leave you and the Ghost over there and run off with the girl, if you must know."
Arthur opened his mouth to say something but was distracted by the faint banging noise coming from the new glass barrier. He looked to see Dennis repeatedly ramming into the glass in between them. Each time he touched the glass the spells covering the area lit up. Arthur glanced over to Elizabeth who looked at something behind him that he couldn't see with complete terror.
Noticing he had gotten Arthur's attention once Arthur looked back at him, Dennis started pointing feverishly at something behind Arthur.
Allen rolled his eyes at Dennis then turned around to see what the ghost was pointing at. Arthur looked as well, turning around. Both set of eyes widened in terror.
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Hahaha, I finally update and what do I do? I leave you with a cliffhanger. Shame on me, right? I think I'll go off and drink Jolt as I watch The Crow! Have a nice day! You all rock! You all rock...IF YOU REVIEW that is. Please, for the love of Dennis won't you review? Anyway.... I'm out.... OUT OF MY MIND!!! HAHAHAHA! (That's the second time I've used that joke in maybe the past week. I doubt you guys are even laughing....)
