Tears of a Ghost Whisperer.

Chapter 2: The meeting in the graveyard.

I don't own Paranorman.


Norman pov

I walked out the door to good byes from mom, dad, and Grandma. I think the only good thing I got from saving the town from Aggie's rage was my family and Aggie herself. True, most people would think that if you save your town you instantly become popular. But, for me, things only got worse. Alvin was always on me about anything he could think of. Neal won't even look at me and his brother's worse.

I sighed thinking of all the people who turned their backs on me and wondered if this is how Aggie felt when they were about to hang her. Just then, I hit someone and stumbled backwards. "Sorry." I muttered. "No problem, kid." growled the guyed I ran into. "Say, do you know a girl that goes by Luana?" I tightened my grip on the strap of my backpack. Luana was the shy little new kid who just transferred from New York.

She didn't seem fond of people, but neither did I before. The first day, I tried to be nice, but she seemed surprised, if not a bit scared. Even if she didn't want to be friends, I didn't like the feeling I got from this guy. No way was I just handing Luana to him. "No, sir." I muttered backing away slightly. Something deep inside was yelling at me to get to the place where Aggie's accusers were buried. I turned and ran that way. School and bullies were way out of my mind. I focused on running.

Hunter Arrow pov

I smirked as the boy fled as fast as he could. No doubt one of his little ghost pals warned him. I pulled my walkie-talkie out. "I've spotted the boy. He's heading toward the graveyard. Just like planned." Have I ever told you how much I hate this job? I rolled my eyes at my partners grumpy attitude. "Multiple times. What's the girl's position?" Heading toward the cemetery on the tail of our fake ghost. Are you sure we should be doing this? Their just kids. I ignored him for a moment "I know you have doubts but, these things aren't human. Remember that." I started walking toward the graveyard. ...I'm quitting. I sent in my papers last week. I sick of killing kids. This is my last job. His end went dead and I stared at the device.

Brice had talked a lot about quitting. I never thought he would do it. I growled and chucked the walkie-talkie into a tree enraged. I continued after the boy with new purpose and smirked when I heard two terrified screams, one male the other female, from the cemetery.

Luana pov

Alex and I were after a tricky little kid's spirit. "Come on, kid!" yelled Alex. I was trying to act natural, but acting natural and ghost hunting don't exactly go hand in hand. People still stared at me as I ran by with a ghost net in hand. The boy stopped outside the cemetery and I stopped in horror.

Take me into the woods in the middle of the night, or the bottom of the sea in a sub with minimal air. ANYTHING! Just not a graveyard. I know it's ironic that the girl who can see ghosts worst year is a graveyard, but I can't help it. It's where Alex died. Said ghost floated to my side. "Hey, we can let this one go." I shook my head "Everyone deserves to be with their loved ones in paradise. I won't let my fear stop me from helping him pass." I took a deep breath and stepped into the gates. Only to be yanked up into a huge hanging net. I let out a scream as the net swung and slammed me against a tree. Black crept into my vision. "Alex, get help!" I cried weakly before falling into darkness.

Alex pov

I went into panic mode and flew through the graves trying to find help. In my fear, I forgot I was dead. "Help!" cried a new voice. I flew toward it. It was the boy who had been nice to Luana before. I flew over and saw he was trapped under a weighted net. I started to freak out more. Now, this boy stood to get hurt. "Hey, ghost kid!" the boy's call yanked me out of my panic. I stared at him as he spoke right to me "How about a bit of help?" I nodded slowly "Y-yeah?" he pointed up the way.

"Go to the Babcock house. Get my dad's attention. Throw something at his head, write on him, anything. Just get him here." I nodded and tore off. Once I got the directions to the house from another ghost, I flew in and was greeted by the boy's frantic parents. "It's okay, hun, he probably just saw a new ghost and went to say hi." tried the dad. "Norman doesn't let the ghosts keep him from school! I'm telling you something's happened!"

I looked around and saw a bit of chalk. I picked it up and wrote on the dark wood table. Norman is trapped at the graveyard. Someone is going to hurt him if you don't hurry. I nodded and looked to see if they saw any of my movements. Nope! I rolled my eyes and chucked a book at the man. "What the!" he turned and I started tapping the table with the chalk. They came and read my message. "I TOLD YOU! GET IN THE CAR!" the two ran out the door and I flew back to the graveyard. I saw Norman first "They're coming. Just lead them over here when you're done. My friend needs help too." he nodded just as a car screeched to a halt outside. "Norman? Sweetheart?" called the woman's voice. "MOM! Over here!"

"Crap, I thought you said they didn't know." I turned and saw two men coming this way. "I set the trap so he couldn't call them. All the ghosts here are his friends. Maybe they saw and went to get help." a harsh laugh followed this "Well, we'll have to pick up the pace and kill this kid."

I gasped and turned to Norman who hadn't heard a word. "Tell them to hurry or those guys will kill you!" I yelped in a panic. "Mom, Dad, hurry! The ghost says they're going to kill me!" the speed of the on comers came faster. Unfortunately, the killers got there first. "Nice try, kids." the next thing I knew I was under a bloody ghost net. One of Luana's! "NO!" I cried in horror. They moved toward Norman and pulled out a knife each. I started to struggle. If they had gotten Luana with those things I wasn't going to let them take Norman too.

In desperation, I remember what one of the guys said about all the ghost being Norman's friends. "HELP! SOMEONE HELP! THEY'RE GONNA KILL NORMAN!" I yelled at the top of my, well not lungs, but you get it. Norman's eyes had filled with frightened tears. He stared hyperventilating and before he passed out he mutter one name. "Aggie."

At once, lightning arched from the ground and the spirit of a young girl, about Norman's age rose from it. "Leave him alone." she growled. I tried to get loose so I could get to Norman. She saw and a bolt of electricity released me. I glided to him and check that he was okay. "He's fine. But,..." I turned to the bloody net I was held in. "Go, I've got things here." she said. I nodded and flew toward where Luana had been.

I stopped at the horrid sight before me. She could have been asleep if not for the deep cuts in her neck and the blood dribbling from the corners her mouth. I didn't think ghosts could feel sick, but I did. I sank to the ground and let out a cry worthy of the monster I had been before my death. The monster Luana held at bay in my life and death. Now, all bets were off. You never kill an alpha wolf's mate!