Thursday, November 12, 2011.
Wakitcha, California.
The Unity Hearts bus was parked outside a junkyard.
Inside the junkyard, the group talked to an elderly doberman. She shook constantly and was going blind. She had round glasses and a silver spike collar. Her grey hair was put up in a ponytail. Her name was Priscilla and she used to eliminate ghosts in her earlier days. Now, with less energy than when she was younger, she just told fortunes.
"We need to know what you think may be going on at our academy." said Trippz. "Fuego and I heard voices... whispers... something..."
Priscilla rubbed the crystal ball.
"I see betrayal..." said Priscilla. "I see someone else with an evil plot to take over the world tomorrow... The two are working together..."
"How do we stop them?" asked Trippz.
"Trippz, deary, I'm sorry." said Priscilla. "I do not know the answer. But the evil one is among your group. You may not know until it's too late possibly."
Then, there were gunshots.
Priscilla hit the ground with a bleeding chest.
"NO!" shouted Trippz and rushed over to her.
She lifted her head up, crying.
"Trippz..." began Priscilla. "...Please... Take care... of your... friends..."
"Priscilla, please don't go." cried Trippz.
"I loved you... like you... were my own..." said Priscilla and passed away.
"No..." cried Trippz.
She put her cheek against Priscilla's and cried. She had never known her mom before. And whenever Priscilla had the time, she'd stop by Trippz and her fathers' house. This moment was like losing a mother. But why would someone do this?
Trippz looked around any possible place there could be someone and there was no one anywhere.
"We should burry her." cried Trippz.
Later at the grave.
"Priscilla was one of the greatest apparition eliminators the world has ever seen." said Trippz and began to cry. "And she made one great mom."
Prue was also crying.
"Anyone got a spoon?" asked Airwing.
"What!" said Flutter. "Just keep your beak shut!"
Trippz knelt to the ground.
"I love you, Priscilla." cried Trippz.