Jackal's Girl

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the 13 ghosts or their characters. Oh and this chapter has a lot of cursing and some sexual content in it so if you aren't allowed to read this kind of stuff you have been warned.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

-Telepathy/Voices-

Last time:

Hey doll, I'll hold your hand anytime you want.

Royce winked at me before flickering out of sight leaving me locked in the room with Ryan and the brat.

Billy sat in front of the TV and continued to watch his western occasionally peeking at Ryan and me out of the corner of his eye. I could tell that he didn't want me anywhere near Ryan but it couldn't be helped. Every time Ryan would try to get close to me he would point his cap gun at him and scowl. After about ten minutes of this Ryan had enough and tore the cap gun from Billy's hands. I could hear the crash when the cap gun hit the wall and knocked a cheap lamp over onto the floor.

Hey what's your problem Ryan? Can't you get a hint and leave my mommy alone?

"Listen you little brat, she's not your mommy so back off!" Ryan growled and it seemed like he wanted to kill the kid all over again. I wasn't in the mood to put up with this so I stepped in between them.

"Listen you two back off. I don't want to hear any more of your arguing today. So just calm down or I'm gonna leave you two alone for good." I growled. "And Ryan you get to sleep on the floor from now on."

"I'd like to see you make me whore." Ryan growled back.

"Fine either Royce or Dennis can share the bed with me." I 'humphed' and crossed my arms over my chest trying to make myself seem imposing. I knew that he would get seriously pissed and it showed. He sneered and started to growl at me, which made Billy flicker to my side.

"You're my whore nobody can touch you but me!"

Ha! It seems that my mommy finally decided to dump you; you freak. So get the hint and leave

Ryan seemed to go red in the face and his hands clenched into fists drawing blood. He just growled and left, slamming the door behind him. "Billy go after him and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. And make sure he comes back."

But mommy…

"Don't but mommy me. Make sure he comes back I mean it Billy." He frowned and flickered out of sight leaving me alone. I hated being alone especially when I felt angry. After about an hour I curled up in the bed and shivered; I was upset. It seemed that everytime I was alone something bad happened to me. The last time I was alone like this that freaking demon appeared and killed Thomas. 'I hope the same thing doesn't happen to Ryan or Dennis. I don't know what I would do then.' By the time the sun set and none of the guys returned I was feeling numb. I couldn't stand it anymore all these feelings were making me upset. The bathroom floor was cold on my feet and the mirror just seemed to be mocking me. I shut the door behind me and walked back to the mirror and stared deeply at myself.

"Why am I so alone?" I asked my reflection and as usual it just stared at me unmoving. Something inside of me snapped and I started hitting the mirror until it was completely shattered and pieces of the glass were scattered across the floor. I picked up the largest piece and stared at it for awhile debating on wither or not I should end it. I eyed the scar on my wrist from when my powers were awakened. I hated that scar it remided me of everything I wanted to forget. I could feel myself frown as I cut the scar from my skin. I pulled my shirt off and stared at the small burn scars from the wax and cut those off too. The blood was pooling at my feet and with every scar and slice I made lightened my mood. There was a hicky on the side of my neck from the night before so I sliced it off as well. I could faintly see myself in the shattered mirror and smiled at the sight. The smell of blood was intoxicating as I did a little twirl; scattering my blood across the room. The door outside slammed shut and I could hear mutted mumblings and cursings from behind the door. Carefully opening the bathroom door a crack I saw that Dennis and Royce had returned. They had their backs to me so I opened the door and walked up behind Dennis.

"Where's Ryan?" I asked making them jump and turn to me. Dennis' face paled and he took a step back. I raised the shard of the mirror and asked again. "Where is he?"

What the hell happened to you?

Royce was instantly at my side wiping some of the blood from my face. He wrenched the shard from my hand and threw it across the room. He then grabbed my arms and pinned me against the wall.

"Ryan and I got into a fight. He and the brat left awhile ago. Where did he go?" I felt tears sliding down my face and Royce held me close and set my head against his shoulder. He turned to Dennis who was looking at the mess I had made of the bathroom and freaking out.

"This is great just great. She gets into one little fight and goes spastic." He put his head in his hands and sighed before turning to Royce. "Take care of her for a bit, dress her wounds I'm gonna go find Ryan and the kid."

Hurry back and bring a mop

The next hour was spent with Royce cleaning and dressing my wounds as I stared at the wall with disinterest. He was muttering to himself and had lit one of his cigarettes to try and calm himself down.

What the hell made you go and pull something like this?

I looked up to him and blinked. He seemed disheveled and worry seemed to have taken up residence over his features. I looked back at my feet before answering. "I just don't want to be alone anymore. When I'm alone something bad almost always happens" He sighed and sat down next to me and I leaned against him and laid my head against his shoulder again. "Why won't he come back? Why did he have to leave?" My eyes started to water again and I buried my face in his shoulder.

You said that you two had a fight right? Well he probably left to cool down; he'll be back soon. I hope

"Please don't go. I don't wanna be alone."

Don't worry I'm here you should get some rest

Royce put me into bed and tucked me in but I grabbed his arm. "Don't go; lay with me. At least until I fall asleep." I whimpered and nuzzled his arm making him sigh but he gave in and crawled into bed behind me. He pulled me close and wrapped his arm around my waist. He reminded me of Ryan and as I closed my eyes I had convinced myself that he was Ryan.

The next morning I woke up and was sore from my wounds. During the night I had rolled over so that Royce and I were now facing each other. His arm was still around my waist and he was holding me tightly. His torn and burned flesh was facing me so I reached out and touched it trying not to wake him up. His eyes fluttered but remained closed. I ran my fingers over his burns and broken skull trying my best not to hurt him. His lips were light blue and cold yet smooth and untouched. Before I knew what I was doing I had leaned in and kissed him. For the first few seconds I thought that he hadn't noticed until he pulled me closer and started kissing me back. I was surprised but without Ryan there to stop me I just closed my eyes and ran my fingers over his flesh.

Soon though he was nipping at the uninjured flesh of my neck and had rolled over on top of me. His hands seemed to roam over me and linger over my wounds as if he was debating his actions. I ran my hands through his hair and gave into his touches not caring what happened. My eyes sprang open when he pulled off my bra and pants leaving me open to his gaze. His eyes lingered on the bruises and gashes hidden behind the bandages. He crushed his lips against mine as his hand slipped between my legs and caressed me through the thin cotton barrier. It seemed too soon though that we were both undressed and he was pushing into me. Unlike Ryan who was fast and forceful Royce seemed to know what I wanted and made me cry out his name time and time again. All too soon though the blinding light filled my vision and I cried out and clawed at his back as we finished together. Royce was panting and we were both covered with sweat and buzzing from the experience. He rolled over and pulled me with him covering us with the covers. I laid my head on his chest and could hear a faint heartbeat that was starting to become stronger. Before I could say anything to him I had fallen asleep and didn't wake up until Royce had cried out.

"What the hell!" Royce cried out waking me up and capturing my gaze. His flesh had healed and he was whole again. He had a pale but rosy tint to his flesh and his lips were a pale pink. He was surprised and jumped out of bed to look himself over making me blush.

"I think you've been revived." I said as I sat up wincing a bit.

"No duh. I just can't believe it though." He smiled and pulled me into his embrace; I could almost feel the happiness radiating off of him. The next thing I knew I was on my back with him between my legs and we celebrated his revival until there was a knocking on the door and Dennis' voice came from the other side.

"Hey guys let me in I can't find my key. I found Ryan and the kid, common guys let me in!" He pounded on the door a few more times as Royce and I jumped out of bed and scrambled to get our clothes back on.

"Hang on a second." I yelled and ran to the door still trying to button my pants. As I opened it Ryan burst in followed by Dennis and the kid. Once Ryan saw Royce he looked over to me and growled.

"You stupid whore! How the hell could you let him touch you you're mine!" He rushed over and threw me against the wall and started shake me. "You're mine don't you get that. MINE!" He kept repeating that as he shook me causing my wounds to reopen and start to bleed through the bandages.

"Ryan stop it you're hurting her!" Royce called out and pulled Ryan off of me. "You left her. She thought that you were gone for good and tried to kill herself. I just gave her a reason to live. She's mine now not yours." Royce took a swing at Ryan and knocked him to the floor. Ryan lost it and started attacking Royce like an animal and slashed at him. Royce seemed to hold his own until Ryan threw him against the wall and started choking him.

"She's mine now and forever!" He hissed and smacked Royce again.

"If she's yours then why did you leave? You should have stayed and at least shown her that you cared instead of running off to god knows where. You haven't shown her any respect since we got here. She's not a whore!" Royce managed to kick Ryan where it counts making him fall to his knees clutching his damaged manhood. "I can treat her better then you ever could and I will. She's mine now forever and always." He grabbed his bat and then grabbed his keys before walking to the door and grabbing my arm. "Common doll let's blow this joint."

"Aww shit." Dennis was flattened against a wall across the room and heard the whole thing. Ryan was still on the floor but wasn't in pain anymore he looked like I had last night before I sliced myself up. I knew that if I left Ryan would kill himself again and become the Jackal once more. Pulling myself from Royce's grip I walked over and kneeled next to Ryan.

"Ryan." I only said his name and he looked up and into my eyes. I pet his head a bit and pulled him against me lying his head against my chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist and just sat there enjoying me just being there. I laid my head on top of his and looked over to Royce. "He needs me." I then turned my attention to Ryan and sighed. Royce just sighed then threw his keys back on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed.

Mommy what are you doing? He doesn't care for you just let him go

Billy flickered into my line of sight and pulled his little tomahawk from his belt threatening to kill Ryan. I wrapped my arms even more protectively around Ryan's shoulders and glared at the kid. He pouted and I wanted to smack him across the room until he would quit calling me mommy. Ryan whimpered making me look down only to see that he had fallen asleep and was dreaming. I then looked over to Royce who was looking pretty peeved.

"Royce you know that I can't be around people very much because I'm still wanted for murder."

"Yeah I guess but what does that have to do with Ryan?"

"Would you be willing to give up everything and live in the middle of nowhere for me?" That made him stop and think before he sighed and looked away.

"I'm not like you doll. I have to be around people I can't just up and leave to god knows where just because you don't like being around people."

"Would you at least be willing to help me find a place where I can live without having to look over my shoulder for Cyrus or the cops?"

"That I can do doll but do we have to drag all of them along?" He motioned around the room. Dennis shook his head and walked over to Royce.

"Where do you expect us to go huh? We're all supposed to be dead it's not like we can go out and get jobs to make ends meat. At least not around here." I could tell that he wanted to hit Royce but was holding back. "Plus we've got that damned basterd Cyrus after us. How the hell are we gonna fend him off by ourselves?" Dennis got right in Royce's face and the little vein on the side of his head started to throb. He was exceptionally angry and for once acted like he didn't care about his own life.

"That isn't my problem now is it?" Royce stood up and pushed Dennis back a bit as he took off his coat and threw it on the bed. "Do you want to go old man?" Royce seemed to growl as he balled his hands into fists and took up a stance.

"Will both of you stop it!" I yelled. "You're going to kill each other again and I won't waste my time reviving you." The edges of my vision turned red as I glared at the two making them forget about fighting for the moment. I started to pet the top of Ryan's head making him nuzzle into my chest and smile a bit.

"Chill doll he isn't worth my time." Royce tugged at the collar of his shirt and sat back down on the edge of the bed. Dennis just took in a shaky breath and sat on the edge of one of the dressers. Billy was sitting next to me, pouting, while he clutched one of his cap guns in his small fist. I had successfully alienated every guy in the room and was very uncomfortable with that.

"Until you guys can act your age I'm not going to have anything to do with any of you." I growled and carefully laid Ryan on the ground before I stood up. Without thinking I grabbed the brat's sleeve and pulled him out the door after me. "Billy make sure that they don't follow us ok?"

With pleasure mommy

He snickered and flickered out of sight as I stormed off to find a nice place to lay low for a while. After a little bit Billy reappeared by my side looking quite pleased with himself.

You don't have anything to worry about anymore mommy. I locked Royce's keys in his car and they're all kind of tied up at the moment.

He laughed to himself before grabbing my hand in his as we walked passing small businesses and hotels. Once we reached the other side of town the brat pointed out a small abandoned cabin across the street from an old run down bed and breakfast. "Check out the cabin make sure it's safe." He just nodded and flickered out of sight for a few minutes before returning and saying that it was safe. The front door was warped and it took me a little bit to get it open but I managed. After successfully wedging the door shut I looked around and sighed. There were three small rooms a kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom. The bedroom had an old mattress with half rotten sheets which smelled musty and weren't the cleanest things around. The kitchen had running water but the small mini fridge was empty and the little light didn't work. The bathroom had no towels or anything in it. I had to send the kid off to steal some supplies from the hotel room. Once he got back I made sure to take a long shower to get Royce and Ryan's scent off of me. Billy was upset that there wasn't a TV so I just told him that if he wanted he could go back to the hotel and watch it there. He disappeared for a few hours after that before showing up looking peeved.

Mommy they're out looking for you. Dennis is freaking out; Royce and Ryan are trying to find you before the other does. You should have seen them mommy they're really upset that you ran off and are determined to get you back.

"Let them look. I won't go back until they stop treating me like a piece of property." I hissed. He took a step back and looked at me uncertainly. "I'm sick and tired of babysitting them they need to learn that I don't like it." I couldn't take it anymore and started trashing the house until an all too familiar voice shook me to my very core.

It seems that the Jackal's Girl has quite a predicament. My master requires your presence and I am glad to finally get my hands on you.

I turned to see the same demon that killed Thomas standing not three feet from me. I took a step back but it grabbed me around the middle and sunk its fangs into my shoulder. All I remembered before the darkness overcame my vision was yelling to Billy to get help and not to let them get me.