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Chapter 3: A Different Kind of Duet

THAT NIGHT

My patience was growing thin. I waited there in my ghost form, ready to attack, as soon as he arrived. My hand were glowing an intense emerald radiance. My expression hardened, showing no ounce of humanity in my expression. My eyes were blazing with anger, and rage. I would have my revenge, no matter what it took. At that moment I heard a twig snap. I turned sharply to the window. But something was wrong….the window was opened now. I froze as I heard something behind me.

"Long time, no see." Someone said behind me. I ducked my head, just as a blade swung over it. I turned around, to be face to face with him. My eyes flared up with anger.

"What a coincidence, I was just thinking about you. Least about your death." I said, almost screaming. I aimed my hands straight at him, as they erupted into a mass of green ectoplasmic energy. I fired it right at him, but his lightning fast reflexes, allowed him to move so fast, I couldn't even see him.

"Never look forward, when you should look back…" He said to behind me. I tried to dodge out of the way, but he skimmed a part of my arm with his dagger. I screamed in agony, as I fell to my knees, clutching my arm as my glowing jade blood seeped onto my hand. I looked at him as he landed on the ground right in front of me. I still remember that sick, twisted smirk on his face. How I just wanted to smack it off him. He approached me slowly. He kneeled down to me, but I had no energy to move. I felt a sting in my arm, flowing through my body.

"What did you do to me!" I yelled at him. He laughed at my incompetence.

"Foolish ghost. My blade does more than just cut, it sends a paralyzing disease through your body. Though it may only be temporary…temporary is all, I'll ever need." He held the dagger to my throat, as I suspected him to finish me with no hesitation. I tried to go intangible, but the disease, was already taking its toll. All I could do, was watch, and wait. I closed my eyes tight, waiting for the light to come…but it never did. I opened my eyes, as he still held the dagger to my neck, but wasn't making the action.

"Now, where is it?" He asked me, still with a harsh voice.

"Where's what!" I screamed, rather than asked.

"You know what I'm talking about…the music box." I stared at him in bafflement.

"M…Music box?" I asked him, believing that I had heard him wrong because of my injured condition.

"You heard me!" He screamed at me. "The music box, now! And I may spare your pathetic life." He said to me in such disgust, in made my stomach turn.

"What would you want with a music box?" I asked him, hoping he would spare my life a little longer, so I may know the reason, for which he has cost Jazz's life.

"Don't play dumb, no more talk, the music box." He said to me, moving the blade closer to my slender neck.

"I don't have it." I said to him, praying he would believe my lie.

"do you really think you could fool me!" he roared as he pressed the sharp blade against my neck. I could feel the sharpness of the knife as he pressed it against harder. One swift motion and it would cut through me like tissue paper. I choked with fear. I could feel my blood starting to circulate again. I could move my hand an inch, but then I realized.

'As long as I can buy myself some time, This stuff will wear off soon. He wouldn't kill me until he gets the music box. And I'm the only one that would that knows where it is. There would be no use to kill me yet.' I looked up at his rage filled eyes. "How is it of so much value to you?" I asked.

"Pitiful human. Knows absolutely nothing. Where is it?" he said to me, in a bit softer tone now.

'He won't kill me if I don't tell him. He'll keep threatening me till I tell him, then I will be obsolete.' I could now feel my energy returning through my veins. I clenched my hand into a firm fist. Him being off guard, I threw my ecto energy blast, sending him flying against a wall. I swiped his dagger from him. I held him up against the wall as my hand glowed furiously. I held my hand to his face, with no mercy written on my face. "You'll tell me everything you know about this." He looked at me with shock, seeing as the tables turned on him.