Chapter 2:
"What's going on?!" Quatre shouted and stopped when the noise abruptly stopped and silence filled the door.
Heero remained silent for less than a second as he told them to move and removed a gun, getting ready to shoot the door knob off the door. His finger stopped half way to the trigger. His eyes widened as he looked down to where the gun was pointed.
He was frozen at the sight before him, a little boy.
A little boy was standing in front of him the gun's barrel pointed merely inches from his small surprisingly pale form, glaring at him madly for the gun's mere presence. "Tsk, tsk, tsk!" The boy said, shaking his finger at a shocked Heero. "That's not nice doing this to my house!" He said angrily. He grinned as he said this last part evilly.
"Y-your house?" Quatre said, shocked by the boy's sudden presence.
"Yes, my house." The boy said, glaring back at Heero.
"This is a vacation house that we rented for the week!" He said angrily, though he noticed the man had let them rent it for a very low price for its elegance.
With that said, the boy seemed furious with them for that comment, he then smiled as he snapped his finger's together. The sound echoed through the halls and the boy disappeared right before their eyes.
He knew all too well that it wasn't originally his house, but it belonged to her and she shared it with them since they had no where else to go. Their places had been torn down long before so they were driven away.
"Who rented this house?" Relena questioned, scared at all that was happening. Duo and Quatre looked down, knowing it was they, Relena held her tongue.
"We didn't know this place was haunted, but now we need to figure out how to get out of here. That's way more important." Duo said, all the calmness in his voice gone after seeing the boy disappear into thin air.
Heero remained silent at this, so Wufei turned angrily to look at Duo who resided behind him. "Haunted? Ha! There's no such thing as ghosts." He said, feeling his words would draw them out of this child's pranks. He might have set up a holographic image, or even could have placed mirrors around the house.
"I wouldn't be so sure..." A woman's cold voice ran through the air, stealing the air away it seemed. The air froze and same for their blood when they heard the voice and they remained unmoving.
A strong force of wind flung Heero across the room and he hit the wall, hard as his eyes opened wide in pain from an unknown force that flung him into the hard support system.
"Heero!" Relena rushed over and he hung there for a moment or two, held up by nothing but air until it dropped him heavily from over twelve feet him to the hard wood floor. A young boy's chuckles were heard from somewhere, echoing across the house as the house itself seemed to laugh at this.
"Still not believe?" A voice rang, chilling their blood. It wasn't the girl or the boy's, but it seemed like a man now.
"What the hell is going on!?" Duo shouted angrily, his voice bouncing back into his mouth seemingly, as they rushed over to Heero, who was leaning on the floor. Heero's eyes were closed in pain. The wall and the unknown force felt like it had compressed his body until it dropped him. He coughed up some blood, making the others looked at him in concern.
A young woman appeared, wearing an old dress dating back to the Elizabethan era, making it clear that the villa was once used by royalty or high class folk. After all, most buildings in Europe were from that era.
She looked at Heero, a depressed longing look in her eyes. The thing that shocked them all was how she walked gracefully over to them, slowly bending down to gaze at Heero, who tried to take a defensive
Relena held her ground, whether she was defending him or she was frozen in her spot to move away. The girls eyes softened and a tear fell down her pale features. Her mouth moved to say a name, yet no sound came out. She touched his cheek gently, sending a colder feeling through Heero's paralyzed body.
Heero's head was lifted by her hand and Relena glared at the person. She raised her arm to slap her, thinking she was a ghost like the others and came to hurt him, but she swung her arm and stopped. Her hand was frozen in midair. She gasped slightly as her hand felt like it was being broken. A loud crack filled the still air.
Relena blinked back tears that were forming in her eyes and gritted her teeth in pain. The twisted feeling in her wrist subsided and it fell limply to her side as she grasped its throbbing pain to try and ease it somewhat.
The girl in front of them didn't even look at Relena as she smiled at Heero. Heero didn't move and he felt like something was constricting him, something trying to do something to him. Something he didn't know or understand.
He coughed up more blood, making the girls eye worry for him, every bone seemed broken in his body and her touch was sapping his energy...his eyes dulled and he fell forward limply towards the girl's arms, but she vanished before he touched her and fell to the floor.
Relena tried to catch him, but her fractured wrist needed serious attention and she had to hold it from moving. "Heero!" She said, letting the tears she was holding back flow.
The other's moved down to check on him, shouting his name alike Relena. His breathing was heavy, as he lay on the floor, his eyes unfocused but open. He was both awake and not awake, then he let the darkness take him as he wafted over to the unconscious side awaiting his arrival. His eyes were closed now.
"Heero!" Duo shouted to his best buddy. He fell down to his knees to check his pulse and found a weakening one. His chest heaved up and down like he was exhausted.
Another cold gust of air and the room was filled with silence. It seemed as if the air itself froze, making time stop seemingly.
An illuminating figure appeared, making the air stir again and leave the room, filling it with a foreboding presence. It turned into a man, one that was in his late forty's with quite old hair with gray streaks in them. He sported a sword at his side and wore a uniform of a soldier, with the two words imbedded into the cloth: OZ.
More figures appeared, making the wind swirl around them though it didn't toss their hair or their clothing freely into the air. They acted as though there was no wind at all. There was a girl, about ten years old or so with hatred in her cold cobalt blue eyes that shook the trees in fear, her reason for her eyes' venom long forgotten. A teenager with unruly blonde hair stood next to three other teenagers about his age too. They all had different colored eyes and hair different colors to go with them. One had green eyes and blonde hair, another had cloud blue eyes and brunet hair, the last one had brunet hair with blonde streaks and black eyes. Another woman appeared and looked at them, glaring daggers in their direction.
The girl looked behind her to them, and a little boy (the one Heero pointed a gun to accidentally) smiled at her after appearing from the shadowed air. "Which one do you want?" He questioned the little girl, who smiled evilly at them.
She turned at looked around the room, gazing intently at all the figures, who were rigid and not moving. It was like they were in a trance, except Heero who was unconscious. She let her extended index finger stop on Duo and she smiled evilly in his direction, making his heart skip a beat in fear, which lurched back and forth in his stomach and insides.
In a blink of the eye the girl was in front of Duo and she was gripping his arm, though her hands were above his skin. He felt a constricted feeling and it was getting tighter, gripping him and making him let out a yelp of pain.
For this, the girl let out a laugh as the other's came out of their trance. Quatre tried hurtling himself to the girl, but ended up by the floor beside her, jumping right through her same torso and hitting the floor hard having the wind knocked out of him.
The girl vanished and Duo's wide eyes with fear dropped down half way, a dull look came over them as they clouded and he fell limply to the floor.
"Duo!" Relena shouted, still holding on to Heero's form. His eyes opened and all the sudden he got up, the guys half way there to him to check if he was all right.
He looked at the other pilot's and then to Relena and Heero, grinning evilly to them. "This body will suit quite well for the time being." A girl's voice said through Duo's mouth, moving with each syllable.
The other's stood there, shocked at what was happening. "H-he's possessed?" Quatre said through his shaking form, believing in ghosts now more than ever.
A young boy floated over to where Relena was, but stopped when a form appeared before them. The girl, who had touched Heero before in the Elizabethan dress, shook her head and glared at him angrily, getting a furious look took over his innocent face.
He looked around the room and sighed heavily. "Fine." He said, defeat in his voice, dissipating into the air, his rants were heard around the room as he shattered some strong furniture.
The boy with the blonde hair and green eyes floated over to Quatre, who was paralyzed by this sudden action as his form disappeared when he touched Quatre's shivering form. He was thrown against the wall one last time and his eyes clouded and he blinked away the blurring starting to smear his vision.
He stood up and Quatre smiled at Duo, an ominous presence behind that chilling smile that once uplifted people's hearts.
Trowa tried to snap Quatre back into reality, but he stopped when he felt a cold shiver down his spine and whirled around to see no one. He felt something penetrate his skin and gasped at the coldness that overwhelmed him.
"Trowa!" Relena said, calling each of their names, seeing each of them loose themselves to the unknown supernatural force.
She was the only one left. Her and Heero who didn't stir yet from the dark void that claimed his awareness of what was going on.
The woman in the old styled dress with blonde, almost sandy brunet hair, turned to look at her, while the other supernatural beings watched, waiting for what would happen next to the two people...