The Clairvoyant's Niece
Rated: R
Confession: I DO NOT OWN 13 GHOSTS!
Author: Hello, Goth Roze here, hoping you enjoy my third 13Ghost story. Please give me a review so I could make them better next time, its been a while since I've been writing anything! Thank you!! Enjoy! 5 Chapters in one day! New achivement more me here!
Summary: Teens go off to have some fun in the cemetery, with beer, cigarettes and a few other things. But what happens when that quickly turns into a family reunion and a slaughterhouse? R/R
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13 Ghosts:
The Clairvoyant's Niece
Chapter 8: Uncle Dennis
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Anna sighed as the warm water fell over her tense body; she stood there, almost as if in a trance, and listened to the quietness of the house. It was almost…haunting like. She quickly finished getting her hair and body clean, jumped out of the bathtub and wrapped a towel around herself. Grabbing her clothes she headed back to the backhouse and locked the main house door.
Once inside the backhouse, she heard Royce talking to someone, 'Great, more people or ghosts.'
She went to the bedroom and saw Royce laying on her bed and someone else leaning against the wall by Paige's bed. Royce eyed Anna up and down, liking what he was seeing; Anna suppressed a smile and acted like she didn't see them, going on with her regular routine.
Royce sat up and watched Anna; Dennis kept an eye on Royce, never know what the Prince is capable of. Dennis glanced over at Anna and saw her looking through a black bag, pulling out a brush and a few rubber bands. She sat next to Royce and started brushing her hair; Royce didn't make a move, he merely leaned back and stared at Anna.
What's with the change, Clayton? Not making a move on this one? Dennis asked still leaning against the wall.
Chill man, its not like I haven't already made my move. But there is something you should now about this one, psychic.
Anna finished brushing her hair and put it up in pigtails, giving her the schoolgirl look; she moved her head to look at Royce, "You know it's not polite to talk about someone when they're in the same room. Even if you are dead."
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"Great, Anna's missing, again." Julie muttered.
Mick and Alex were gone and Hailey decided to take the girl from last night to the hospital, just in case she got real sick. Julie spent most of the morning looking for Anna, their parents hadn't returned from last night's party. The house seemed so cold and distant with everyone gone; Julie wrapped her arms around herself and looked around for any clues on why her parents weren't home or where Anna went and ran off to.
She went into Anna's room and found some of her cloths missing, her cell phone and CD player gone and her window wide open. "Fuck, she's with that witch again." Julie muttered under her breath. Turning back around she saw a book lying on the floor; she ignored it and went to look for Anna.
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Dennis's mouth hung open; she could see them and she wasn't wearing the glass or running away from them. Anna had left the room to change into something and Royce was tempted to follow right behind, but Dennis made him stay.
Anna came back into the room wearing a red tank top, with a dragon imprint on the front, and a short black skirt shoving off her great legs. Royce, again, eyed her greatly, loving what she had; Dennis just shook his head and looked into Anna's eyes.
How can you see us and why aren't you running or screaming like all the other ones?
Anna smiled, "Because I have a gift, something like your, Dennis."
Dennis blinked and moved towards Anna; h-how do you know my name?
Royce just continued watching the drama from Anna's bed.
"Because we're related, by blood, I'm…your niece. No one knew about me, butyou and I, Dennis,share the same power; you get headaches when you touch someone, or something, while I see ghost. You're my Uncle Dennis."