That night everyone went to bed early. Tommorrow is the big day and everyone wanted to look their best for the christning. All was quite in the house even Spooky had laid down for the night snoring softly as he dreamed of the bones that will be his after the big dinner.

However one person of the household was not in his room. He was wondering outside caring a big bundle. He was kicking around leaves in the front yard.

"Damn this family. I have had enough of their insolence...now where did I put that book...ah...here it is!" the man then drops his bundle on the ground and pulls out a small shovel. Then getting on his hands and knees he begins to dig.

After what seemed like a eternety the man then hits something hard. He stands up and pulls up a small but heavy bag. Grabbing both bags and kicking the dirt back into the hole and knocking some leaves back over it, he makes his way back into the house.

The man then makes his way upstairs to the balonecy overlooking the graveyard in the very back of the house. Panting he drops the heavy bag and begins to tear at the smaller bag. Finally opening it he begins to grin and chuckle as he ran his hand over its smooth surface.

"Its been a long time...but I need your help again..."

In his hand he holds a small red book on it is the name..."Croco Elimentis"

Opening it the man turns to a page that had a dried flower bookmarking it. The man looked at it and crinkled it in his fist. Looking at the graveyard off in this distance the man blows the dried flower towards it then begins to speak the words he spoke so many years ago.

"Luminis...Hexfold...Grankis...Denkop...Dead...Arise...Luminis...Hexfold...Grankis...!"

The man slammed the book closed and waited...and waited...and waited...but nothing happend.

Sighing and cursing the man threw the book on the ground.

"Damn...the flower must not have been dried enough!"

The man looked down at the ground and began to cry..."oh well...maybe it is for the best...it was so hard to clean up from the last time..."

JUst then the earth began to shake out towards the graveyard.

The man's heart jumped and he was so glad that his plan was going to come true that he almost cried out. Suddnedly he is knocked back by the bright light that explodes from the graveyard.

Laying on the ground he thought he heard screaming of people in pain. Then the nothing...quiet...and that was it...

Sitting up is is shocked to see a purple looking ghost with an evil looking grin staring at him.

"You are not Lazris!" he said standing up.

The ghost looked insulted.

"So what if i'm not!" he said moving back and forth.

"I called for Lazris!...not some baby...ghost...or whatever the hell you are..."

"I am not a baby! I am almost 5,000 which is the age of someone about 27 here!"

"Ok!...Ok!...I don't care how old you are!...All I care about is can you do the job like Lazris did!"

"Like him...damn man I can do it 1,000 times better...you want it the same as last time?"

"Yes...kill everyone in the house and if you do you can have them!"

"Kill everyone in the house...that include you bub?"

"No you...No...I will pack my bags soon and leave in an hour...then you may do what you wish. Just make sure not to leave such a mess this time ok. It was horrible last time Lazris did it."

"Got it old man...I'm off to look at the house and see where everyone is...remember...you told me an hour...after that...its to late for you!"

With that the old man watched as the ghost went through the wall.

"Oh by the way if you need me just call out my name...its...Bogmire..." came a voice from the ghost who then came back through the wall.

"Ok! Now get to work and get out of my way!" said the man as he pushed his way past the ghost and headed for the other door.

"What am I going to call you!" asked Bogmire as he watched the man hurry downstairs.

The man looked back and smiled..."You can just call me Shivers..."

Ok...God...Almighty...In...the...Sky...that sucked...but I wanted to work in Bogmire...and I thought what better way to do that then to have him be the one that "killed" the family. And yes I know...thye butler did do it...for awhile I wanted it to be Neville. But I think he loved Lydia to much to do that to her...so I just went with my fallback story...I promise I will try to make it better and a little longer next time. I am also going to kill someone next...haven't decided who it was going to be...but I do have an idea...Anyway thanks for reading it and please R and R!

Sarah