Crimson Moonlight

Disclaimer: I don't own Thirteen Ghosts, even though I wish I did! All I own is the main character and the characters in chapter 1.

Here's chapter 2 for everyone! Hope ya like it! Sorry if the chapter is not as long as you wanted it to be. I kinda rushed through it.

Oh and about the ghosts, they kinda have more human characteristics to 'em, like emotions, they can talk, etc… So don't send mean reviews saying that the ghosts don't act like that or something like that. That's just how they act! Okay?

Now, on with chapter 2!!!!

Chapter 2: Ghostly Meetings

Iris made her way through the twisting hallways and into the library. Shifting her suitcase from one hand to another, she placed it roughly on one of the chairs.

"Well, I have to say, this house is something else! The person who built this must have had a shit load of money. I mean, just look at all the stuff in here!" she said to herself.

She glanced around the room, admiring all the antiques and treasures. She sighed and stretched out her arms.

"I guess I'd better go find a room to stay in upstairs." Grabbing her bag she left the library and went looking for the stairs.

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"Now this is my kinda room!" Iris exclaimed. "They sure don't skimp out on any luxuries in this house! This room even has its own bathroom!"

She threw her bag to the side of the room and smiling with contentment, she sat down on the soft, plush bed. Her smile widened as she ran her fingers over the silky blanket. Turning her head she looked toward the bathroom and stood. Walking over to the bathroom, she stuck her head in and looked around.

"So spacious!"

Stepping back out of the bathroom, she noticed a pair of glasses sitting on the top of the dresser.

"Hmmm… What is a pair of glasses doing here?" she said as she picked them up and examined them. "Oh well, I might as well take 'em. There not half bad looking."

She put the glasses on and made her way out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

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"This house is so confusing! There are so many fucking hallways and rooms, no one could ever find where the fuck there going!" said Iris as she walked around the enormous house.

Slowing here walking pace, she saw the white writing all over the walls.

"This writing… its Latin. Heh heh, I guess those four years of Latin I took in high school will come in handy after all!" she looked a little closer and began to read what was on the walls. "Hmm, these seem to be a spells of some sort. There's so many of them too."

She continued walking and started humming to herself. "Well, I haven't run into any ghosts yet. Maybe the boss was…" She stopped as she noticed more stairs leading downward. "Huh? More stairs? Basement maybe? I guess I should go take a look. But, what if the ghosts are down there? I have to go look anyway… I suppose. Gah, I hope I don't run into any face to face…" Iris took a deep breath, and made her way down the stairs.

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Iris stopped at the bottom of the stairs and her jaw dropped in disbelief at the containment cubes.

She walked a bit closer to the cubes and gasped in surprise as she saw the disfigured and tormented ghosts. She was more confused and surprised than afraid of the ghosts.

"O-oh my god! What happened to these spirits?! Who would capture them like this?!"

She continued past all the cubes, reading the names on the front as she went.

"Hmm… the angry princess, the torso, The torn prince…"

The ghosts just stared at her menacingly as she passed each of there cubes.

"… the juggernaut, the bound woman , the hammer…." she stopped right in front of the Jackal's cube. "… The Jackal…"

She just looked at him for a few minutes and then placed her hand on the glass.

The Jackal just laughed maniacally and ran his ragged fingers across the glass.

Iris just placed her hand down, gave him a small smile and walked away.

"That girl…" said the Jackal in a raspy voice, "she's somehow different than the others… She even smiled at me…"

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Iris finally came to the center room with the big machine in it.

She stared up at it. "Wow… I wonder what this machine is used for."

Not watching where she was going, she tripped over the release switch for the cubes, turning it on….

"Oops… clumsy me." she stood back up and regained here balance.

" I guess I should head back upstairs now. I've scene enough for one night. Being down here makes me kinda nervous anyway."

She made her way back to the stairs, through the house and back up to her bedroom.

She stretched out her arms and yawned, "Guess I'm a little tired. I'll go look 'round some more tomorrow."

She slipped into a pair of shorts and a t-shirt which she wore for pajamas, climbed into bed and under the covers.

"The Jackal… He's…not like the other ghosts…" she took the glasses off her face, placing them on the table side desk, and turned off the light."

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The Jackal ran back and forth freely around the basement halls, laughing as he went.

"Why…" he said, "why did that girl smile at me?! I have to know! I must…."

To be continued…..

Author: So, how do you like the second chapter? Sorry if it kinda messy or confusing at all… Like I said, I wrote it kinda fast. I think its still pretty good though. Please review. Oh, and about the third chapter, I start work next week (yeah for me O_o) so Im gonna try and get the third chapter up before then. I might not be able to, but I'm gonna try really hard to get it posted!

-The14thGhost