Chapter #13 Constance's Defeat

Kylie's point of view

I shivered as the air started become cool and the sky slowly turned dark. I turned away from the window and looked at Dr. Stantz's motionless form on the bed. Covered in dry sweat. It was awful to see him like this. But I was glad he calmed down.

We didn't know what happened. While we were heading back to the bed and breakfast when we were arriving at Tar Lane and Dr. Stantz started to act werid and drove down that road. I reached over and tried to get him to stop when he turned and pushed me back. His eyes were blood red. Then he parked in the driveway of the Parsons House and got out. I ran out to stop him from entering the house, but it was too late. Now, we're trapped in the Parsons House. The home of Constance Black, known as the Black Widow Bride by Sally and the locals. Where no one would go near, not even on this day. July sixth, the day Constance disappeared over two hundred years ago. Now, unable to leave the house because it was sealed by an invisible force field, we're were forced to hide in a bedroom on the third floor. For some reason, Constance couldn't enter this room. I was able to get a hold of Egon before my cellphone died and I hope help comes soon. Who knows what would happen if we stay here any longer.

I sat down on the floor, drew my knees to my chin and wrapped my arms around them. Remembering how powerless I felt when I couldn't stop Dr. Stantz in time and snap him out of his trance. He snapped out of it after we entered the house and the force field rose outside. He was a wreck, believing it was his fault. But I knew it wasn't. He would never put me or anyone in danger like this.

"It had to be Constance." I muttered, rocking back and forth a little. "Her powers must be strong on this day. How elise could she get Dr. Stantz here?"

I jumped as I heard a squeaking noise coming from downstairs. I stood up and carefully walked across the floor. I stopped once I reached the door and turned to Dr. Stantz, who was still sleeping on the bed. I didn't what to leave him alone, yet I wanted to see who making that noise. Was it Constance again? She disappeared after Dr. Stantz and I entered this room. I couldn't forget what she said as she vanished.

"You can't stay in there forever! I'll be back!"

"Hello!, anyone here!"

My eyes widened. I knew that voice.

"Sally?" I replied.

"Kylie?" she called.

It is Sally. But what is she doing here? I walk out onto the balcony and looked down. Standing near the fireplace on the ground floor was Sally, only she was dressed in a tight black leotard with a blue skirt and a belt with twin sai swords attached to the back. She wore black boots, and her hair was streaked with blue, white, red and black highlights and two locks were tied up in high ponytails. Why is she dressed like that?

"Wait, it must be one of her Witch outfits." I thought. "Witches often wear different outfits."

"Sally!" I called again.

That got her attention. She turned and looked up at me. I gasped and backed away. It was Sally only she had blue cat-like eyes hidden behind a black and white mask and her skin was paler then normal. Like she wasn't human. What happened to her?

Sally's point of view

I expected this reaction from Kylie once she saw me. She and Raymond were the ones who didn't see me transform. And to her I look like a demon in a poor faerie disguse. I let silence hung in the air for a few seconds before I spoke.

"Don't worry, Kylie. It's me. Sasha Snow."

That didn't convince her much. She continued to stared at me wide-eyed. I sighed and bowed my head.

"Kylie." I tried again. "I know I look like a evil faerie..."

"No." She finally said. "I'm sorry. It's just..."

"I understand you and Raymond have been through a lot." I said. "I'm the one who should be sorry."

I jumped and flew up to the third story balcony and landed beside Kylie. Who watched me amazed.

"Whoa!" she breathed.

"Where's Raymond?" I asked.

"He's in there." she answered, pointing to the door to her right. "But I don't think you should go in like that."

I looked down at my sorcery outfit. She has a point. Raymond's been through enough. With Constance haunting his dreams and all. Walking in there without him knowing about me in my sorcery form might put him over the edge.

"You're right."

"You can use this." Kylie said, she pulled her red hoodie off and gave it to me. She shivered a little since she was only wearing a black short-sleeve top underneath.

"Thanks." I said.

I took the hoodie and slipped it on. Once I pulled the hood over my head. I walked into the room. Carefully not to step on any loose boards.

Raymond Stantz was lying on a old king-size bed. Looking like he was sleeping. I turned to Kylie, who just entered the room.

"How is he doing?" I asked quietly.

"Not good." she repiled. "He's calmed down a bit a few minutes ago, but he's still upset. He thinks it's his fault that we're here."

"But it's not his fault."

"That's what I told him."

I returned my attention the motionless former Ghostbusters before I carefully made my way to the bed and sat down beside him.

"Raymond." I said, gentlely placing my hand on his shoulder. "Raymond, wake up."

He moaned before he turned over and laid on his back. I can tell what Kylie meant. He's face was pale and stained with dried tears and sweat. He looked awful. I waited for him to open his eyes before saying anything.

"Sally?" he said, sitting up.

"Sasha Snow." I corrected. "It's not safe to use my given name right now."

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright." I said kindly. "Kyile told me. And no one blames for what happened. It's not your fault."

"Yes, it is." he said, his voice hoarse. "I couldn't stop her. She somehow possessed me."

I stared him. How could Constance do that if she can't leave the house?

"This can't be possession, Raymond." I said. "Constance can't leave the house. Even on this day. I'm sure she just influenced you to get you here."

"Yeah, but I dragged Kylie into this." he said. "And now I dragged you down too."

"No you didn't." I told him. "I came after Egon got Kyle's S.O.S. They're on their way here."

"Then why are you here?" Kylie asked. "Wouldn't you come with the others?"

"We kind of had an agruement about that." I said, honestly. "They didn't what me to come here. But the reason why I'm here is because I've fought the supernatural before just like you two did. I can't sit back and wait for news that Raymond was murdered by Constance Black."

Silence hang in the air. Kylie shed a tear and quickly wiped it away. Raymond stared at me before he smiled.

"You know, Sasha." he said. "You're one of the most strong-willed Witches I've ever met. Thanks for coming."

I smiled and blushed a little.

"Why are you wearing that anyway?" he asked, feeling a little better.

"This?" I asked, making sure the hood was still up. Which it was. "Oh, it's because..."

"Evan!"

We jumped as heard the shout of Constance Black echo through out the house. It was so loud, the walls shook and some dust fell from the ceiling. We watched as Constance Black materialized and frowned once she saw us huddled together on the bed.

"Still in here, eh?" she snarled.

"You're damn right we are." Kylie snapped.

"Watch your tongue, young lady." she growled. "I'm the only one who can let you leave the house and you can't stay in this room forever."

"They don't have too." I said, standing up.

"Oh yeah?" Constance laughed. "And who are you?"

I ripped off the hoodie and toss it on the bed. Constance gasped then growled.

"You...You're that Witch who summoned that wrenched detective to keep me away from Evan."

"He's name isn't Evan." Kylie said. "It's Dr. Raymond Stantz."

"You lie, mortal!" Constance snapped. "He's my husband! And he was no doctor. I'll deal with you after I'm finished with your Witch friend."

She turned to me. "Meet me in the living room on the ground floor." she said to me. "I can't enter this room." With that she disappeared in a puff of smoke.

We watched as the smoke vanished and a unpleasant silence fell. Raymond and Kylie turned me. I said nothing. I knew Constance won't stop until Raymond dies. And I can't allow that. The Ghostbusters don't have any weapons to fight the supernatural, but I do. I was about to head to the door when Raymond jumped up and grabbed my arm.

"Sasha, are you serious?" he asked. "You can't fight her alone."

I pulled my arm out of his grip.

"I have to, Raymond." I told him. "No one else can fight her for or with me."

With that, I speard my wings and flew out of the room and down to the ground floor. Once I reached the living room, I found Constance standing in the middle. Clutching a bouquet of dead flowers in her hands. She grinned as she saw me enter the room.

"Ready to die, Witch?" she asked.

"You wish." I repiled.

Without warning, Constance snarled and flew over towards me at a fast speed. I threw up my hands to keep hers from grabbing onto me pushed her away, sending her flying into an rotting old couch. She got up and threw darts shaped like roses at me. I ducked to avoid them and hid behind a chair.

"Is that the best she's got?" I wondered as I pulled a couple of small vials of ghost banishing powder from my bag and placed the bag on the floor, out of the way. There's got to be a better way to carry the stuff I need for working my magic.

Worry about it later. I thought. You have a ghost to stop. I stood up and threw two vials at the ghost. One missed, while the other hit her right in between the eyes. She shrieked in pain as the area where the bottle hit smoked and rotted away, revealing the skull underneath her forehead. She growled and her eyes glowed red.

"You'll pay for that!" she retorted as she started to morph. Two extra black legs sprouted out from her sides, while black fur speard all over her body and grew a few inches taller. I watched as she roared and charged at me like a bull. Fangs ready to chomp on my flesh. I jumped and grabbed on to the chandelier to avoid becoming spider chow. I grabbed another vial from my belt, unscrewed the top and threw the contents on Constance. She writhed and screamed as the power ate at her like it was acid. I knew the powder wasn't enough to banish her alone. But it's enough to slow her down. I let go of the chandelier and landed on the floor, causing it to crack a little. Constance turned around once she heard the noise and growled. I winced as I saw her rotting ectoplasm fall off and land on the floor. Which hissed and turned to a liquid.

"Ouch." I said, "That should hurt."

"You don't know pain." she snarled. "So, I'll show you."

She roared and ran towards me. Before I could react, she grabbed my throat and pinned me to the wall. I groaned and gasped as I felt her grip tighten and some of her ectoplasm drip onto my flesh.

"Does that hurt, Witch?!" she asked. "Huh?"

I gasped again, unable to speak. Then I remembered the last vial of ghost banishing powder on my belt. I reached for it and smashed it against Constance's head. She screamed and backed away, clutching the area I hit.

"Sasha!"

I looked up to see Kylie and Raymond standing in the door way.

"Guys, get out of here!"

"Not so fast."

I watch as Constance turned and spat out long sticky webs and pin Kylie and Raymond to the door frame. Unable to move.

"Hey let them go!" I demanded.

"I don't think so." Constance snarled as she attacked.

I drew my swords and blocked her black, rotting arms. They smoked as the iron made contact. She may not be screaming but I can tell it hurting her. I pushed her away and sheathed my twin sai and threw my hand out. A ball of white light shot out of my palm and hit Constance in the waist, causing her to shake uncontrolably like she was having a seizure.

"This ends now, Constance Black." I said as I went over to my bag, grabbed it and pulled out an iron bottle. "Your reign of terror is over."

"No!" she spat. "It's only begun!"

I grinned and raise my voice in song.

"Oh, Element Guardians of the four quarters and Great Spirit. Help me imprison this evil in this container. And never shall she haunt this island again. So mote it be."

A small breeze blew into the room and picked up speed. Constance gasped as I opened the iron bottle and a multi-color light shot out and surrounded her.

"No! NO! You can't do this!" she shouted as she struggled to escape.

She screamed as she was pulled into the bottle by the strong force, her screams were silenced after I closed the lid behind her.

"I just did." I said. locking the bottle shut.

I stood there for a few minutes as I realized what I just did. I fought and defeated the Black Widow Bride. The ghost who terrorized Spirit Isle for two hundred years is now gone. Now no one can live in fear anymore. Then I remember that I wasn't alone. I turned to see Kylie and Raymond still struggling against their binds. I went over and cut them loose.

"Wow! Sasha!" Kylie said, rubbing her wrists. "That was amazing."

"Yeah, you fought her..." Raymond stopped and his eyes widened.

Kylie and I watched as he coughed and wheezed.

"Dr. Stantz?" Kylie said worried and about to go to him.

I reached out and held her back. I knew what was going on. The Dream Guardian I summoned to protect Raymond while he's in the Dream Realm was trying to get out. It's job was done and is no longer needed.

"It's alright, Kylie." I said. "It's just the Dream Guardian trying to leave."

Raymond gasped as a ball of blue light shot out of his chest, up in the air and through the ceiling. We watched as it disappeared through the rotting wood. Kyile went over and helped Raymond to his feet.

"That was werid." he wheezed.

I looked at the bottle in my hands. Then at Raymond who looked a little worn out.

"I think you know what to do with this." I said, giving the bottle to Raymond.

He looked at me confused.

"What do you mean?" he asked, taking the bottle.

"She's haunted your dreams which you came here." I explained. "Now you can take to the Cantainment Unit once you return to New York."

I grabbed my bag and led Raymond and Kylie to foyor. We just got there when the door slammed open and Peter and the other Ghostbusters came in.

"Alright where is she?" he demanded.

"In there." Kylie said, pointing at the bottle in Raymond's hands.

Egon went over and took the bottle. He turned on his P.K.E. meter and scanned the bottle. The meter beeping loudly.

"There's something in here alright." he said.

"What happened while we were trying to get in here?" Janine asked.

"That." I said. "Is a long story."